Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch originally thought that the carpet would be very dirty, but apart from being extremely messy, there was no trace of white left on the dark red carpet, leaving only a little dark water stain, probably from the sweat of the two of them.

Lynch kicked the curly carpet flat with his foot in surprise, and suddenly had a feeling of shame.

Lang Yan on the side put on a blood-stained tattered shirt, hugged Lynch's waist from behind, and directly picked him up and hugged him in his arms.

Lynch was puzzled, "Why are you hugging me?"

Lang Yan's face turned blue for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twisted: "...Don't you always want to hug?"

Lin Qi thought for a while, "That's right." He raised his hand and hooked Lang Yan's neck in a cooperative manner, and started to rub his ears.

This pair of ears seemed to be alive, standing up sharply, full of elasticity and strength, no matter how Lynch rubbed them, those ears would spring back to their original shape. Lang Yan carried him to the bathroom, and was crushed by him. The tip of his nose was itchy, and he wanted to sneeze crazily. He slightly twisted his head to avoid Lynch's fingers. Lynch's movements paused for a moment, and then—— he licked harder.

"By the way," Lynch licked his ears happily, and lost all the shame in his heart. This is a world set up like this. There is nothing to be shy about, and he said generously, "Is it true that everything you ejaculated in? Absorbed by me."

Lang Yan stopped abruptly, hugged Lynch's hands slightly, his bronzed face flushed again, why the hell did he blush so easily, "Yeah."

"It's amazing," Lynch touched his flat stomach, and said thoughtfully, "Can the same people in this world be pregnant?"

Lang Yan almost threw him out.

Lynch glanced at Lang Yan's blushing face, "Can you?"

Lang Yan endured his beating heart and calmly said: "Some can, but you can't."

Lynch let out an 'oh', his tone and expression seemed to be a little regretful.

The moment the two of them stepped into the sunken bathtub in the bathroom, warm water flowed out of the spring. Lynch leaned against the bathtub, with his feet resting on Lang Yan's lap, and said with great interest: "You said we two If it can be born, what will be born? A leopard that can fly?"

"Don't think about impossible things." Lang Yan said coldly.

Lynch replied indifferently: "It's because it's impossible, so I thought about it. If it can be realized, I will do it."

Lang Yan touched his ankle, which was soaked in the water, and frowned, "Have you always been so eloquent?"

Lynch thought for a moment and said seriously, "No."

"Except for necessary communication, I never say a word to other people. During the training, I almost failed the subject of wanting to speak."

Lang Yan was silent for a moment and said, "It is thanks to our world that you can speak so well."

"That's not right," Lynch smiled at Lang Yan, "The last time I entered the small world, I talked as little as I could."

Lang Yan seemed to be recalling something, and a faint smile appeared on his face, "You do a lot and talk a little, and I often feel that you are a bit unattainable."

Although Lynch did all kinds of things for him when performing his tasks, he always felt that Lynch seemed far away from him. The distance between them was always not far or close. Lynch had a kind of The special mystery made him dare not express his feelings directly.

Lynch raised his feet and groped Lang Yan's abdomen with his toes. The smooth and tense muscles indicated that he had fully recovered, "When I saw you for the first time in this world, I was so nervous that I almost forgot what to do. What words to say," Lynch looked up at Lang Yan, who had gloomy eyes, "I only think about one thing."

Lang Yan sullenly said slowly: "What?"

Lynch smiled and said, "Wow, I have wings."

Lang Yan didn't hold back, and a chuckle escaped from his lips.

The slightly gloomy atmosphere was broken at once. Lang Yan's body parted the water to flow over, held Lynch's face in his hands, and kissed him lightly. Lynch held his face back and kissed him back.

It is natural and comfortable for two people of similar height to kiss face to face, it has nothing to do with love, just want to kiss this person.

Lang Yan thought: Take your time, they will be fine.

Among the eagles, Lynch's status is not low. As one of the representatives of the old-school nobles, he is often invited to attend some important dinner parties.

A dark invitation card with a lion's head printed on it was casually thrown on the table. Facing the mirror, Lynch lazily put on a tie for himself, tilted his head slightly, and the dark red marks under his ears were dazzling and conspicuous. Lynch frowned slightly. , his setting in this world is an absolute ascetic. Although it is a mess now, it is best not to let anyone other than Lang Yan notice it.

The collapsed small world will be investigated. Falling in love with the protagonist in the small world is definitely a violation of the guardian's regulations. If the alliance finds out, the probability of Lynch seeing "him" again is about zero.

Behind him, two slender and strong arms hugged him tightly, the tall and three-dimensional bridge of the nose lightly brushed Lynch's neck, and the thin lips deepened on the red mark, "Why do you smell so good?"

Lynch turned his face and kissed Lang Yan's chin, "Stop making trouble, we should be late."

Lang Yan really didn't want to go through any damn plots, he just wanted to live quietly with Lynch in this quiet manor, but that didn't work, the regenerated world line needed him to operate.

The more Lang Yan thinks about it, the more irritable he feels... When will he be able to live a good life with Lynch?Lang Yan transformed the anxiety in his heart into a deep kiss.

Maybe it's because of the setting of the world, the animal nature of the body always comes out to make trouble from time to time, or maybe it's because the feelings for each other are too deep, the two often can't control themselves, and they just want to kiss each other. , but unknowingly evolved to the point where the clothes were messy and out of breath.

Lynch stopped immediately, and tiptoed to bite Lang Yan's ear, so loud that Lang Yan almost tore Lynch's suit jacket, Lynch spit out his smooth ears, and looked seriously into Lang Yan's green eyes, "No , you've been stuck in it for too long, and you can't get out, you have to come back and talk again."

Lang Yan scolded in his heart: Can you stop saying such provocative words in such a serious manner? !Then obediently said: "Okay."

Time is still a little too late, Lynch is easy to handle, just use the prototype to fly, Lang Yan, as his temporary entourage, of course has to follow him, but Lang Yan...can't fly.

Lynch looked at Lang Yan worriedly.

Lang Yan saw what he meant, and said calmly: "Mr. Eagle, don't underestimate the speed of the leopard."

Lynch opened his eyes slightly, "Can you switch animal form?"

Lang Yan has been able to switch to a beast shape since he grew his ears, but Lin Qi is fascinated by his ears alone, and he can't be bald when he turns into his original shape?

Lang Yan jumped up on the spot without saying a word. When his footsteps landed on the roof soundlessly, the exquisite suit on his body disappeared and was replaced by pure black fur. Elegant limbs, dexterous and powerful black tail, and streamlined body reveal a silent nobility.

"Let's go," the beard trembled slightly, and the sharp fangs flashed implicitly between the two lips, "I hope you will arrive before me."

Lynch stretched out his hands, and his wings spread out. The vigorous eagle flew up into the sky and let out a sharp whistle, and the raptors hiding in the manor echoed a short cry.

The pitch-black leopard has an almost invincible speed on land, and the pitch-black afterimage flashed in the night, even the moonlight could not capture his shadow.

The two reached an alley near the dinner party almost at the same time. Lynch swooped down and lightly landed on the tip of Lang Yan's raised tail. Lang Yan turned his face, and Lynch saw a handsome leopard face in his eyes. , almost drooling, and convinced: "I admit that you are faster than me."

When Lang Yan heard this, he didn't know how to answer, coughed lightly, and the voice came from his abdomen, like a low growl, "Aren't you going to be late?"

Lynch jumped off his tail and transformed into a noble young man again. Before Lang Yan changed back, he stretched out his hand to gently touch his undulating and curved back, and sighed: "You are so slippery."

Lang Yan knew that he liked it, so he deliberately stopped and did not change back to his human form, and silently endured Lynch's behavior of masturbating leopards.

Lynch said 'ah', "You still have patterns on your body." The silver moonlight hit the jet-black body of the leopard, showing faintly embroidered spots and patterns, and Lynch sighed: "You are so beautiful."

Lang Yan lowered his head and shook his pointed ears, "You earned it."

Lynch laughed, leaned on him, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "Yes, beautiful Mr. Leopard."

The guests are almost all ancestors, and very few ancestors choose to travel in their original form as boldly as Lin Qi and Lang Yan. The higher the ancestors, the more they flaunt their rationality. Ling Xuefeng who invited Lynch to the dinner today is The rare lion shape, it is said that steaks are only eaten fully cooked.

Lynch tidied his suit and sent his own invitation to the waiter. After the waiter bent down to check it, he said to Lynch, "Please, Mr. Lin."

Lin Qi nodded, but Lang Yan behind him was stopped by the waiter, "Sorry, no original people without invitations are not allowed to enter here."

Although Lang Yan has awakened 100% of the blood of his ancestors, in the eyes of people other than Lynch, he is a 100% original person.

Lynch sighed lightly, and said to the waiter, "He is my follower."

The waiter said politely: "Mr. Lin, you are Mr. Ling's distinguished guest, but I'm sorry, no matter who this gentleman is, he cannot enter today's dinner."

Lin Qi glanced at Lang Yan, is the slap in the face about to start the Shuangwen story?There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Because of the long stay of the two of them, there were already many guests who came behind them one after another, and they all began to notice the situation where there seemed to be a conflict here, they kept casting their eyes on them, and began to discuss in whispers.

Lynch sat with his hands behind his back to watch how the hero Shuangwen slapped the cannon fodder in the face and amazed everyone, but he still didn't really want Lang Yan to show his original body directly, what a beautiful leopard, he wanted to hide it secretly and watch it alone, masturbate alone .

Unknowingly becoming the focus of everyone, Lang Yan calmly said to the waiter: "You are also a native."

The waiter was stunned for a moment and said: "Yes," frowned, "but I'm not a guest." The waiter had heard too much of this 'everyone is the same person' theory, and was completely unmoved, with a serious face.

"So," Lang Yan said slowly, "Do you recruit temporary workers here?"