Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

On Ling Xuefeng's territory, it is unbelievable for someone to attack his butler, let alone a lowly Yuanren, and Yuanren... unexpectedly made the butler helpless?

All of this was so magical that the guests present didn't know how to react. It wasn't until a familiar powerful aura came that the crowd dispersed spontaneously.

As soon as Ling Xuefeng's figure appeared, the guests all raised their wine glasses and averted their eyes, tacitly choosing silence.

In the dead silence, Lynch stepped forward quietly. As soon as his footsteps moved, everyone looked over naturally, and Ling Xuefeng's eyes also fell on him. The feeling of being on his back made Lynch frown.

The butler was already foaming at the mouth without any power to fight back. After glancing at Lynch, Lang Yan let go of his hand and stood up slowly.

Lin Qi walked up to Lang Yan and raised his hand in the eyes of everyone staring at him. Just when everyone thought that Lin Qi would severely teach the accompanying Yuanren a lesson, Lin Qi's hand lightly fell to the corner of Lang Yan's eyes , rubbing the blood on Lang Yan's face lightly with his fingertips, "Why are you so careless and dirty?"

Lang Yan smiled slightly at him, "It's because I didn't know how to measure it."

The eyes on his back were sharp and continued to cut across him, Lynch turned his head nonchalantly, "Mr. Ling, your housekeeper seems to be irrational."

Ling Xuefeng has always advocated the rationality and nobility of his ancestors, but his housekeeper turned into a beast in public. This alone is already unbearable for Ling Xuefeng.

Ling Xuefeng put his hands behind his back, with a gentle expression, and nodded gracefully, "Sorry, I am not strict with my orders."

"This dinner party made me very unhappy," Lynch said casually, reaching out to tidy up the wrinkles on Lang Yan's clothes, "Let's go first."

The guests toasted with their mouths dumbfounded, and just watched Lynch lead Lang Yan away without a word of explanation.

Indeed, there is no need to explain, no matter what happened, it is too embarrassing for an ancestor to be beaten on the ground in the shape of a beast, and they, the bystanders, feel uncomfortable, let alone the master Ling Xuefeng.

But Ling Xuefeng made the butler be lifted down without any abnormality. He didn't need to say a word, he just raised his hand lightly, and the banquet slowly resumed the lively scene.

Both Lin Qi and Lang Yan came here directly. Not long after the two walked out of the manor in a serious manner, Lynch couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you working as a temporary worker? Why are you still fighting?"

The night wind was blowing softly, and Lang Yan couldn't help but smile, "You showed me your claws before entering the kitchen, otherwise," Lang Yan turned his head, "I still have a chance to serve you wine."

"Ling Xuefeng's mind is too small," Lynch shook his head, "He doesn't have the capacity to tolerate people at all."

Lang Yan didn't hear his flirting words, and felt very disappointed, raised his face and said: "He wanted to scratch me, but luckily I dodged quickly."

Lin Qi was not worried that Lang Yan would suffer under the hands of the housekeeper, so he raised his hand and touched the red marks on the back of the ear and under the neck that Lang Yan had sucked out. .

In the previous life, Ling Xuefeng had always wanted to recruit him, trying to establish a completely hierarchical world. Lynch did not agree with his ideas at all, and always opposed Ling Xuefeng. After discovering Lang Yan's identity, he cultivated and protected him. Seeing that the bribe was unsuccessful, Ling Xuefeng decisively got rid of Lin Qi who had been against him.

In fact, the setting of the plot in this way is also to open the way for Lang Yan to take over Lynch's power.

Lynch was trying to recall the plot, when suddenly his neck was held down, Lynch stopped, looked at Lang Yan suspiciously, Lang Yan said solemnly: "I said I was almost scratched by him."

Lynch finally came to his senses, raised his hand and gently squeezed Lang Yan's chin, and said with a half-smile: "Little boy, are you frightened?"

After Lang Yan begged for attention, he got his wish, but he blushed first, lowered his head and bit Lynch's mouth, "Stop being so talkative."

Lin Qi scratched Lang Yan's chin gently. Lang Yan's image of a leopard was so impressive to him. Facing a big cat, Lynch couldn't help but tease him. "How about you let me ride?"

Lang Yan's breathing stopped, and then doubled in frequency. Looking around the empty alleyway, his fingertips were hot and sweaty, and he lowered his voice: "Here?"

Lynch nodded with a suppressed smile, "Yes."

Lang Yan was very embarrassed, wondering why Lynch had become more and more wild, recalling that Lynch was still a gentle and reserved senior brother, and he didn't know whether Lynch gradually revealed his true nature, or was changed by him... Lang Yan's heart skipped a beat Hot, bowed his head to kiss, but Lin Qi's finger blocked his lips, Lang Yan frowned and said, "No?"

"Yes," Lynch said with a smile, "change back to the leopard form."

Lang Yan's brain malfunctioned for a moment, and about half a minute after his consciousness came out, he looked at the smiling Lynch with a serious face, suddenly lowered his head and sniffed Lynch's neck vigorously, then stood up straight and looked at Lynch, The tone hesitated: "Are you in heat?"

Lynch wanted to tease him, so he held back his smile and said, "No."

Lang Yan nodded, and came to the conclusion solemnly, "That's crazy."

Lynch couldn't help laughing anymore, leaning on Lang Yan's arm with one hand and shaking his back, raised his face and said to him: "Who is in heat? Mr. Leopard, I just want to try riding a leopard home Taste, may I ask where do you want to go?"

Lang Yan turned his head and left, turning into a pitch-black leopard in the night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Lynch was still laughing, with his hands on his knees, and breathing in while laughing, feeling that he had become bad, and he was very happy with being bad.

Lynch turned into an eagle and flew in the sky not long before he found the leopard walking gracefully on the ground, which swooped down neatly and landed directly on Lang Yan's back, wrapping his hands around his slender neck, stroking his smooth fur, "Shy, or angry?"

Leopard's face couldn't tell whether it was red or not. Lang Yan's voice was very steady, and he complained: "You are playing tricks on me."

Lynch lowered his head and kissed his ear. Lang Yan shook his ears, turned his handsome leopard face, and suddenly stretched out his long tongue to lick Lynch's face.

The barb on the tongue flied across his face numbly, Lynch grinned, "How do you know I'm just playing tricks on you?"

Lang Yan snorted coldly, no longer being fooled, "Hold tight."

Lynch hugged his neck, under which there were undulating strong muscles, which made people feel very safe. He gently pressed his face against Lang Yan's warm back, "Don't worry, I won't let go."

The night wind suddenly tightened, brushing over Lynch's nose and short hair. The people beneath him had his unique smell, full of indescribable hormones. Lynch rode a leopard in the night and gently closed his eyes, feeling happy. Almost forgot my name.

With a person on his back, Lang Yan didn't run at full speed in order to take care of Lin Qi's feelings, but maintained a normal high speed. The illusion that the person on his back elopes, is this his groom?Where will he take him?

The majestic buildings appeared in the field of vision, Lang Yan slowly slowed down, and felt a little lost in his heart. When he carried Lynch on his back, it seemed as if there were only two of them in the world, and he kept running with him like that. Never leave each other.

Lynch opened his eyes in a daze, smiled and rested his chin on Lang Yan's undulating back, "I'm home."

Lang Yan let out an 'hmm'.

Lynch said in a dreamy tone: "Let me ride you."

Lang Yan's raised foot stopped, and he flicked his tail slowly, "You're playing tricks on me again?"

Lynch lowered his head and chewed his ears hard, and patted his back lightly, "This time it's true, no one can deceive you," he pointed at the building, and ordered: "Go, go to sleep! "

The form of the beast was hidden under the human form, but the instinct was multiplied and revealed. The two rolled from the bed to under the bed. The red velvet carpet was replaced by a pure black one. Long fluff, there is an illusion that the leopard has not come down, and it is a mess.

Afterwards, Lang Yan still locked Lynch, and licked Lynch's face back and forth with relish, as if Lynch was sweet, Lynch put his hands on his shoulders, very tired and comfortable at the same time, Enjoying this kind of intimacy and quiet laziness, he rubbed his face against Lang Yan's neck, "Touch your ears."

Lang Yan's face darkened, "Why don't you let me touch yours?"

Lynch closed his eyes and smiled, "Touch it."

Lang Yan bit his earlobe, lowered his head and put his ears on Lynch's face. Lynch groped and kneaded his soft and fluffy ear tips, sighing in his heart: What a world.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Qi woke up in Lang Yan's arms. When he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome and extraordinary face. want to touch.

Lynch touched it happily.

Lang Yan woke up the moment Lynch opened his eyes. At first, he just endured it and wanted to see when Lynch could touch it. Unexpectedly, when Lynch touched the pair of ears, he was fascinated and full of tricks. Lang Yan's forehead After shaking for a while, turned over and pressed the person down, and said seriously: "Don't touch it, it's very itchy."

Lynch hooked his fingers around his ears and narrowed his eyes, "You are so cute."

Lang Yan wanted to ask whether he was the cutest or the ears were the cutest. Thinking of his mummy's body, his restless thoughts stopped. He turned over and sat up. Lynch also sat up, put his hands on his back, and said lazily: " Carry me on your back."

Lang Yan clamped his two long legs between his arms without saying a word, thinking that what he was carrying on his back was the bridegroom after the bridal chamber, as limp and boneless, and the corners of his mouth curled up vaguely .

After washing up, the two went downstairs while talking. Lynch suggested that they want to go on vacation. Lang Yan had no objection. He thought it was a honeymoon, his face was dark and red, and the corners of his mouth almost twitched.

When the two went downstairs, they found a group of ancestors in uniforms waiting in a line in the lobby. Seeing the two appeared, the leader bowed to Lynch, "Mr. Lin, hello, Let's recover Mr. Ling's personal property."

"Mr. Ling's private property?" Lynch smiled coldly, "Why didn't I know that I still have Mr. Ling's private property here?"

"Yes," the leader handed out the folder under his arm, "The original person in your village belongs to Mr. Ling's private property."