I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

In 24 years, even a person who is naturally sentimental and sentimental should have lightened his heart, let alone Ye Zhuolin, who had already looked away.Hearing this, Ye Zhuolin just shook his head, and didn't show any excitement.

He almost forgot everything before the age of six, so why bother to find the so-called discarded truth to make himself unhappy?

"No, I'm not interested anymore."

Jing Xing didn't insist on persuading, Wen Yan just nodded, and covered him with the quilt: "Well, you go to sleep, I'll help you deal with Zhao Li's matter."

These words fit Ye Zhuolin's heart, he really liked this kind of benefactor who said "you rest and I will help you", he felt refreshed immediately, and he was radiant immediately when he woke up.

Ye Zhuolin was indeed sleepy, and he couldn't compare to Jing Xing's soul body who stayed up all night for seven days and seven nights and was alive and kicking. In the last world, he abused spells and suffered backlash, his body suffered too much wear and tear, and the destruction base was always on guard. Even with him, he was always highly nervous.

It was already close to evening, and this sleep went straight to midnight.

Unfortunately, Ye Zhuolin had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was six years old again, playing with his parents, his left and right little hands each held a big one, and the family of three were walking in the mountains together, his parents talking and laughing.

But suddenly, the parents stopped moving.

Xiaoye Zhuolin didn't realize that something was wrong, and thought it was because his parents thought the scenery here was not beautiful and wanted to change the road, so he smiled childishly and said: "The scenery here is also beautiful! Let's finish."

But there was still no movement on the parents' side, and the swaying tree shadow just now seemed to have disappeared. Obviously nothing had changed, but it made people feel inexplicably flustered.

Xiaoye Zhuolin finally noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere, and tried to look up at his parents, but because he was facing the sun, he was dazzled by the light, so he couldn't see his parents' faces clearly, so Xiaoye Zhuolin rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands He wanted to see the appearance of his parents, but when he opened his eyes again, there was no one in front of him.

"Father and mother?" Xiaoye Zhuolin was stunned, and tentatively called a few words, but no one answered him.

Before he could recover, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, as if a branch was being trampled, and the next moment, an arrow shot out from the dense jungle, less than an inch apart, rubbing Ye Zhuolin's scalp flew over.

Xiaoye Zhuolin was only six years old and didn't understand anything, but he could sense that these armored people who appeared out of nowhere seemed to harbor malice towards him.

"Who are you..." The six-year-old child helplessly picked up the branches on the ground. When he was flustered, he did not forget to follow his father's teaching and let the fortitude appear in his eyes forcibly, just like a kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Holding a kitchen knife, he fantasizes that he is a hero who can save the world.

As expected, those few people were not intimidated by his naivety, and their swords were drawn, as if they could chop him into pieces at any time.After all, Xiaoye Zhuolin was only six years old, and he couldn't help but panic and fear. The hand holding the branch trembled uncontrollably, his back felt cold, and he was already sweating coldly.

"You are General Fengzhi, how can you be afraid?"

In a daze, someone said such a sentence, as if it was whispered in his ear, but there was no one beside him.

"Fengzhi...who is the general?" Xiaoye Zhuolin said with a trembling voice, "Why can't General Fengzhi be afraid? You say I am...then why am I still so afraid?"

"Because you are not him yet, you can be afraid now."

Xiaoye Zhuolin shook his head hard: "But my father said, if you are afraid, you will die!"

"No." The person who made the voice seemed to laugh suddenly, "Someone will protect you."

Xiaoye Zhuolin blinked, and suddenly asked like a ghost: "Is there anyone in this world who will protect me besides my parents?"

"Yes, someone will always protect you."

As soon as the words fell, a knife with a cold light slashed straight at him, Xiaoye Zhuolin screamed, the speed of the knife was too fast, he couldn't dodge at all!

He closed his eyes almost in despair.

The imaginary sting didn't dissipate.

"Fool... why do you have to close your eyes so that you can't see me."

It was another strange voice, neither slow nor fast, but inexplicably made his heart tremble. Xiaoye Zhuolin quickly opened his eyes, and saw a person standing in front of him, wearing a snow-blue robe embroidered with simple patterns, Qinghua and Elegant, tall and tall, with fluttering robes, like a fairy descended into the world.

The blade of the sword snapped.

Xiaoye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, but before he had time to be happy, he saw that a halo suddenly appeared around the figure, and then gradually became transparent, as if it had dissipated out of thin air.

He ran over quickly, but didn't catch anything.The sense of panic was worse than before, he scratched desperately, like moths to a flame, all in vain.

Ye Zhuolin suddenly woke up.

The dream and the reality were stuck together for a moment, in a trance, Ye Zhuolin really thought that Jing Xing had disappeared out of thin air, he quickly sat up from the bed, but the quilt was hindered.

Only then did he notice that there was someone lying next to him.

"Hiss." Ye Zhuolin rubbed his temples, and finally laughed out loud, "Nightmare... Fortunately, I was really scared for a while."

Ye Zhuolin slipped back into bed lightly, a bright moon could be seen from the window, Ye Zhuolin woke up and realized that he actually slept from daytime to midnight.

That means Jing Xing just fell asleep?

He probably didn't talk in his sleep when he was dreaming... For example, he stretched out his hand and called his name or something.

The memory before the age of six is ​​like a dream, and it is even more like a dream after death, but one is a nightmare that is unnecessary to remember, and the other is the beauty that makes people willingly indulge in it, and the beauty is like a dream.

Ye Zhuolin turned his head, and was very close to Jing Xing, the two breathed each other, and through the moonlight, Jing Xing's appearance could be vaguely seen.

Being so quiet made Ye Zhuolin forget that this was originally a child with a hostile spirit and a big rogue in clothes.

However, when Ye Zhuolin was fascinated by watching, Jing Xing opened his eyes without warning, and before Ye Zhuolin could react, he decisively pecked him on the lips, taking advantage of him by surprise.

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night, peeking here?"

This is not only taking advantage, but also acting like a good boy, Ye Zhuolin said angrily, "You open your eyes when you are asleep, do I have to praise you for being unique?"

"I didn't wake up on purpose, who made your gaze so hot that it woke me up."

"..."

Ye Zhuolin clicked his tongue twice, turned over resolutely, but Jing Xing became dishonest, hugged Ye Zhuolin from behind, put his hands on Ye Zhuolin's chest, gently tugged at the skirt of his clothes, and whispered in Ye Zhuolin's ear : "I haven't seen you for a few hours, and you want to see me so much?"

"Don't overdo it... Hey!"

The earlobe was suddenly caught by the soft lips, the hot and humid breath spit out on the neck, and the familiar breath lingered on the tip of the nose, Ye Zhuolin's scalp went numb for a while, and after finally regaining consciousness, he felt Jing Xing's hand go through his clothes , began to misbehave.

Ye Zhuolin's breathing was a little short, and his thoughts began to become foggy: Every day in the last world was very hasty, speaking of it...it was indeed a long time ago.

Damn, when did he become like this?

Jing Xing's hand slowly moved from his heart to his shoulders, and it was only when a chill came over that Ye Zhuolin realized that the bastard helped him take off his clothes by the way. At that time, the whole body was hot, and the kiss on the shoulder was quick and hot.

Ye Zhuolin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you in a hurry? Can I still run away? But I'm actually saying goodbye tonight. Zhao Li will be killed tomorrow, and I have to get up early..."

Jing Xing lowered his hand, but his eyes and tone were quite innocent: "Wake up early, so what?"

Ye Zhuolin snorted for a while, and didn't bother to resist at all, anyway, he slept all afternoon, Jing Xing himself was happy, so let him continue to be happy.

Jing Xing lowered his head and sealed Ye Zhuolin's mouth, grabbed his hand that was on his waist, pressed it on top of his head, and began to untie his clothes with the other hand.

As a result of a busy night, Ye Zhuolin was not tired after a full night's sleep, but Jing Xing wanted to bury himself on the bed.

"Makes you hungry." Ye Zhuolin pulled up the clothes, opened the window and began to change while enjoying the morning sun, "You are dishonest? Do you know you are sleepy now?"

"Don't be so righteous, don't you think so yourself?" Jing Xing's voice was muffled under the quilt, and he never forgot to tease no matter how sleepy he was, "But you can't blame me, after all, I haven't heard the majestic front for a long, long time. Stop the general from making that sound."

"..."

"So I was very excited last night, so I couldn't help it."

"..."

The corners of Ye Zhuolin's eyes twitched, and he walked away angrily.

Jing Xing smacked his lips, smiled and shouted towards the gradually distant figure: "The taste is really good, I will never tire of trying it."

Ye Zhuolin staggered.

"To shut up!"

"Ah, general, why did you get so angry when you woke up this morning?"

Ye Zhuolin looked back with his clothes in his arms, and saw that little boy He Xiao was standing at the gate of the General's Mansion, looking in leisurely.

"General, can I come in?"

"No, stand still." Ye Zhuolin walked to the pool with his clothes in his arms, "Why are you in such a hurry to find me so early?"

"Uh, there's nothing urgent hahaha, I just miss the general, so let's come and see it sooner."

"..."

Even a three-year-old child can't be fooled by this.

He Xiao smiled awkwardly, and when he caught sight of the red mark on Ye Zhuolin's neck, he became excited: "Damn, did I guess right?"

Then he immediately looked at the clothes that Ye Zhuolin was about to wash.

How could the general wash it by himself?It is good to leave this kind of chores to the servants, unless the clothes...

At this moment, Jing Xing, who was not full of sleep, came out step by step, holding the door with his hand, his hair was untied, his skirt was half open, and he looked lazy.

He Xiao's eyesight is exceptionally good today, he keenly captured...there are several red spots on the chest of Mr. Guoshi.

Oh, and there are teeth marks over the shoulder!

"It's so ruthless... so ruthless!" He Xiao was dumbfounded.

The image of General Ye in his heart has always been lofty, and he is one of the most capable generals in the history of Nanzhao!Come and kill one by one without blinking an eye.

So he couldn't imagine... that kind of picture.

He Xiao rubbed his nose, feeling that this trip really made a lot of money.

"Um...General, the time is coming soon." He Xiao pretended not to care about anything and didn't see anything, "Should I tidy up and go? As for the clothes...you can come back and wash them, anyway, the general shouldn't dislike it. "

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

What the hell is this little bastard talking about!

However, until the carriage arrived, He Xiao didn't understand why it was the national teacher and not the general who was trapped.