[Quick Transmigration] I'm dying right now

It's like digging coal for days and nights, even breathing is a heavy sin, Ling raised his finger, and finally understood what the pain shielding system he opened was for!up!who!

for you!Zero looked at Wang Mingyuan with murderous eyes, it was you!

Let me drink porridge again!

Still imprison me!

According to the plot in the novel, I will knock over your bowl now!

Zero opened his mouth and asked aggressively: "What kind of porridge is this?"

“Chicken and Mushroom Porridge.”

……

The vigorous momentum was instantly like a blown balloon, and it was completely extinguished: "Oh, you feed me."

Disabled and strong, Dangling swallowed his saliva, his physical strength was too much, and he would faint from hunger if he didn't make up.

He's probably the most spineless protagonist ever.

After filling his stomach, Zero was finally able to move a few times. He lifted his quilt with trembling hands, got up weakly, and shouted: "I want to escape!"

But can't escape!

With too much force, Zero felt that he was injured internally, and just wanted to cover his chest and take a deep breath.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ling looked up and saw Wang Mingyuan sitting beside his bed, and asked with a smile: "When?"

The upturned corner of your mouth, why does it look so... malicious, the more you look at it, the more malicious it becomes!

Thinking of his previous promise, Ling turned green: "I won't tell you!"

"Oh," nodded, Wang Mingyuan got up and took off his outer robe, lay down beside Ling, and took out a book from his arms, "Then let's rest for a while, after resting, we can escape."

"..."

I!No!

you!think!All!Don't!think!

Turning over, Ling expressed that he didn't want to see Wang Mingyuan's rotten face again, hum!

Suddenly being embraced, Ling turned around in a daze and was about to see what was going on, when Wang Mingyuan sucked it up in a cat-sucking way.

Rather than saying that Wang Mingyuan sucked cats, it was better to say that Ling was forced to suck cats, because he never expected that his once so mature and stable master would hug him and rub him!

Brother, your design is broken, brother!

"Brother, your hair is messed up, don't rub it."

Zero is a little helpless, if you say that Wang Mingyuan is a son of the fairy family with a refined temperament, he dares to steal watermelons from other people's fields as soon as he rolls up his sleeves, and he is still thinking about why so many watermelons grow here!

But let’s say that Wang Mingyuan is a recluse who doesn’t care about external fame and fortune. He can listen to the storytelling in teahouses for hours, and can fall asleep even after listening to it. He can also use weird brain circuits to repeat the story.

For example, it is said in a teahouse that a man and a woman have been in love for many years. After the man became famous, he married three wives and four concubines, and finally broke up with his first wife, and they had different dreams in the same bed.

After Wang Mingyuan heard this, he thought deeply for a moment: "I think this matter is a family scandal, it should not be spread outside the public, and it is not worth publicizing here."

"..."

The three views are very positive.

In short, most of the time, Wang Mingyuan is very serious, and in a small part of the time, he will partially collapse.

but!Never collapsed so hard!Why are you rubbing against him!It looks like some kind of animal that wags its tail! ! !

Ling patted Wang Mingyuan, and said unrequitedly, "What are you doing?"

Wang Mingyuan had enough rubbing, his whole body was filled with satisfaction: "Do it."

"...?"

Wait a minute, what the hell are you talking about?I don't seem to hear clearly. I'm afraid you accidentally uttered a terrible word? !

Pushing Wang Mingyuan away with a cold expression, Ling shrank into a corner, with naked resistance in his eyes: "Don't even think about it!"

Sigh... what a sigh!

Covering herself tightly with the quilt, Ling only revealed a pair of watery eyes, staring at Wang Mingyuan timidly.

Then he saw Wang Mingyuan's eyes darken, his breathing became a lot rougher, and he groped for it with one hand.

Zero was taken aback, and hurriedly held back: "No, I, I, I... I'm not healed yet!"

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Mingyuan laughed, his voice was low, "I just want to kiss you."

"Kiss... What are you kissing, no kissing..."

Ling resisted what he said, but his face was flushed, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at Wang Mingyuan.

It was too foul, Ling covered his chest, bewitched by the opponent's close-up fairy looks, and closed his eyes obediently.

"Well……"

After parting, Zero, who had lost all moral integrity, twitched his lips, a little surprised: "Mingyuan, tell me the truth, are you secretly eating alone?"

Wang Mingyuan was taken aback, then shook his head: "I don't."

"No?"

Then this sour and sweet, inexplicably addictive feeling is his hallucination?Zero finds it strange, never before.

Could this be the feeling of being in love?

I'm afraid I'm not a mentally retarded person who can suddenly come up with this kind of thought. Zero complained to himself and put this strangeness behind him.

After making a fuss for a while, Zero was really sleepy. As soon as he closed his eyes, he began to cultivate his body and mind that had been devastated all night.

Ling, who fell asleep soon, didn't realize that Wang Mingyuan kissed his slightly opened lips and said angrily, "An'an, you are so sweet..."

As if hearing this sentence, Ling stretched out his hand to grab Wang Mingyuan's clothes, subconsciously wanting to hold that sweet taste in his mouth.

In his sleep, he saw a half-grown boy standing in front of the miniature version of himself, and said to him earnestly, "An'an, you can't kiss your brother."

"Why?" A childish question came out of his mouth, and Zero saw himself tilting his head with a pitiful expression, "Don't you like it, brother?"

"No, because..." The young man was a little anxious, he seemed very worried that Ling would cry, and said hesitantly, "Then An'an can't kiss others indiscriminately, especially on the mouth."

"Can I only kiss my brother?"

The boy was silent for a long time, finally gritted his teeth and admitted: "...Yes."

What kind of dream am I having?

Ling, who was forced to call his brother at a certain moment, has been silently complaining that Wang Mingyuan may have an ulterior hobby, and in a blink of an eye, he had this kind of dream that revealed a strong orthopedic smell, and felt that his face was a little swollen.

Shouldn't he?

But who is An An?him?How come he has no impression at all?

And who is this boy?His brother?No way? !This has led him into the ditch. In this case, shouldn't you tell him that your brother can't kiss?

Tsk tsk tsk... It's really a decline in the world, people's hearts are not old!

Also, why can he know that he is dreaming in his dream, and why can he think about so many questions?

That's a real problem.

Looking away from the corner of the eye, Ling saw his young foot slipping when he went downstairs, and he wanted to pull it reflexively, but of course he didn't touch anything, he could only watch helplessly as the young man protected himself and walked down the stairs. Get off.

"Brother! Brother!" Zero watched in a daze as he touched the boy when he was young, and burst into tears, "Mom! Mom! Brother Chusu's head is bleeding a lot..."

Brother Chusu?

Fang Chusu?

This name is really getting more and more familiar the more I hear it.

His brother shouldn't be called by that name...?

No, no, his brother shouldn't be so bad!

Absolutely not!It's all Wang Mingyuan's fault, if it wasn't for him, why would I have such a strange dream!