I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

"...Are you praising me?" Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a while before coming to a conclusion, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"It doesn't matter if you've lost your mind, don't slander me."

Sure enough, the seriousness of the system is only for a moment. One second, the vows are made, and the next second, the hippie smiles.

Ye Zhuolin mentioned matters related to his parents twice in front of the system, fell into misery twice, and was dragged back to reality by the system's fucking means to continue his mania twice.

But Meng Liang was still here, and Ye Zhuolin couldn't curse into the air, so he could only whisper: "Smelly shameless."

I don't know whether it refers to Meng Liang or the system.

As a result, after muttering this sentence, Ye Zhuolin immediately approached Meng Liang with a difficult expression, and hooked his finger on Meng Liang's chin almost mechanically. His smile was broken, but a little stiff. .

...This is the last fight, but it's a pity that you can still see the extreme reluctance at a glance.

I have to work hard at the last moment, this mentally retarded man may be crazy... The system can't guess Ye Zhuolin's mind, but he feels somewhat uncomfortable.

Because the system knew that this task had already been completed long ago, and Ye Zhuolin was hanging on all the time, just because of other things.

When Jing Xing came back with Huang Hejian, the mission in this world was almost a farewell.

But the system never expected that after Ye Zhuolin closed his eyes in pain, as if he was about to go all out before dying, he whispered "Let's treat it like my first kiss and feed the dog", and actually lowered his head.

"..." The system froze for the first time ever, "Damn it, just wait!"

Ye Zhuolin froze for a moment, with a ferocious expression as if he was suing: I don't want to either, I'm also desperate.

Meng Liang had been fooled for a long time, but at the moment when Ye Zhuolin's final stroke was about to touch Meng Liang's cheek, he stopped again.

Because he was a little hesitant... He really couldn't talk.

But this meal, Meng Liang also reacted.

Ye Zhuolin's seduction before has never been so real, it really frightened Meng Liang, the nine-foot man was like a girl who was raped by a disciple, he pushed Ye Zhuolin away vigorously, Ye Zhuolin was caught off guard , The whole person hit the wall, almost breaking his bones.

Damn... push a fart, do you think I want to kiss you?

After all, Meng Liang is a martial idiot, with internal strength close to his body and amazing strength, it is rare for Ye Zhuolin to have the idea that "the person in front of him can't beat him", but in the current situation, he can't run away, let alone.

After all, he did it by himself to seduce others, which is completely unreasonable and even too brain-dead. Ye Zhuolin's special three-inch tongue is ulcerated in place, I don't know how to say it.

"You..." Meng Liang wanted to scold, but after all, he kept awe of Jing Xing in his heart, and even admired Ye Zhuolin, who had superb swordsmanship, and at the end, scolding didn't feel like scolding, "You are a broken sleeve? "

"Hiss." Ye Zhuolin said with a stomach ache, "Well, let's be pleasantly surprised."

"..."

Meng Liang might have some resistance to Duanxiu, upon hearing this, he immediately took three steps back. Unexpectedly, this behavior directly upset Ye Zhuolin.

What happened to the broken sleeve?Look down on Duanxiu?Which onion are you?

So Ye Zhuolin put on a cold face and said the truth: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, I like good-looking ones, just look as good-looking as Jing Xing."

Meng Liang froze again, but when Ye Zhuolin took a step forward, Meng Liang didn't retreat, instead, the anger in his eyes subsided a little, as if he was moved by Ye Zhuolin's words.

...Ye Zhuolin lamented, really good-looking is an advantage, like Jing Xing's beautiful face, which is rare to see in a hundred years, even mentioning his name is like a heavenly man, and even the person who resists the broken sleeve is happy.

Just sighing, who would have thought that at this moment, a voice came from behind: "Really?"

"..." Ye Zhuolin's serious expression suddenly collapsed.

The footsteps of the people behind came closer again, the ghost knows why Jing Xing came to find him calmly, Ye Zhuolin turned his head stiffly, and saw Jing Xing wearing a snow-green coat with a smile on his face, exuding a sense of dignity and calmness all over his body Ye Zhuolin was in a daze for a moment when he described what temperament is with facts.

"You like me like this?" Jing Xing asked with a smile.

Why does this smile always feel a little gloomy?Maybe it's because it's getting colder in autumn.

"..." Ye Zhuolin stammered, the words swirled in his head, and finally said, "Uh, I... like it."

He really couldn't lie to Jing Xing.

It's okay, like it means a lot of meanings, you can't think of that level so accurately, right?

But Jing Xing smiled, as if he really thought of that idea, and took a few steps closer, his eyes were gentle enough to make Meng Liang's scalp tingle, let alone Ye Zhuolin who pretended to be calm.

Jing Xing stretched out his head, put his mouth next to Ye Zhuolin's ear, and said softly, "En, each other."

"..."

Ye Zhuolin was stunned for a moment, then his mind went into a "hum" mess, as if someone had hit him with a stick, he was dizzy and dazed.

His eyes wandered wildly, he didn't notice that Jing Xing was equipped with a new sword, he just stretched out his hand unconsciously, trying to grab Jing Xing's hand, but Jing Xing avoided it gently after all: "I can't touch it."

Ye Zhuolin choked up: "Never meet?"

Jing Xing looked like he didn't care at all: "I don't know, it's okay, as long as you can see me."

The two gentlemen were flirting with each other in their own mansion in broad daylight, and Meng Liang felt uncomfortable watching from the side, almost getting goosebumps, and for the time being, he didn't care about asking for some sword skills: "League... Since the leader of the alliance is here, I don't care about it." Stay again, uh, but if Shaoxia Ye still has free time in the future, can you..."

"He didn't, and there won't be any in the future." Jing Xing turned to Meng Liang and smiled, but this smile was mixed with indescribable meaning, which made Meng Liang laugh out the feeling that he always felt that he was in a very dangerous situation.

"Cough cough." Ye Zhuolin knew that Jing Xing must have seen his "scratching his head and posing" just now, nothing but embarrassment, so he simply shut up and didn't speak.

So Ye Zhuolin was dragged away by Jing Xing without a doubt, and when he pulled it with great strength, it didn't match the "tenderness like water" eyes at all.

Ye Zhuolin didn't dare to be angry or speak out, and secretly asked the system: "What's wrong with him?"

The system doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement: "I'm jealous."

"..."

"Who made you seduce so confidently just now? It's as if you've lost the rein. I can't hold you back."

Ye Zhuolin was instantly annoyed by the system again: "...Is it my fault? Hissing, he made me hurt...so it's my fault for not completing the task, and it's still my fault when the task is completed. Why am I suffering so much?"

But before Ye Zhuolin continued to express his emotions, Jing Xing suddenly staggered, as if his legs were weak, and then the leader of a generation of martial arts... accidentally fell down.

Ye Zhuolin was taken aback, he reacted naturally very quickly, and wanted to support Jing Xing, but the moment Jing Xing fell, out of instinct, he pulled Ye Zhuolin into his arms to protect him tightly , and wanted to press Ye Zhuolin's head firmly on his shoulders to protect the back of his head.

But he didn't wear gloves, and his hand passed through the foliage like a phantom, without touching anything.

So Ye Zhuolin was also pulled unsteadily, and just fell on Jing Xing's body.

Jing Xing could touch things through his clothes, so now Ye Zhuolin was lying on Jing Xing's body which must be wearing clothes, the body underneath was naturally solid, but it was a little cold.

Ye Zhuolin was slightly stunned, rubbed up, and looked down at Jing Xing's face like a ghost, only to find that Jing Xing's eyes were a little out of focus.

Moreover, for some reason, Jing Xing couldn't get up after the fall, he seemed to be extremely tired, so he just lay down on the ground and simply rested.

It was at this moment that Ye Zhuolin noticed the sword that Jing Xing had just thrown away in a hurry to protect him.

The sword really doesn't look special, it's just an ordinary white blade with silver stripes on the black handle. At most, the sword body has a cold light, and it can be seen that it is a good sword, but it is far from the amazing level of the peerless sword.

"Huanghe?" Ye Zhuolin guessed.

"En." Jing Xing's voice was almost weak.

"..." Ye Zhuolin doesn't want to get entangled in the matter of Huang Hejian now, because Jing Xing's current situation, no matter how careless he is, he can realize that something is wrong, "What's wrong with you?"

At this time, Jing Xing could still laugh: "It's hard to be sick."

"Where is the pain?"

Jing Xing smiled and touched his heart: "Except for this, everything else is uncomfortable."

...the rhetoric sounds a little familiar.

Their bodies were pressed together, and their faces were quite close to each other. It was the first time that Ye Zhuolin saw Jing Xing's face from such a close distance. He was surprised by Jing Xing's demeanor before, so he really didn't look at his face very carefully.

As a result, Ye Zhuolin was at a loss for words.

It can only be said that this is the best-looking person he has ever seen, and it is far behind the second. Jing Xing is like the kind of romantic and suave aristocrat in the storybook. Qian Bin is the girl's favorite type. She can't take her eyes away when she sees it. She wears her hair on the spot.

Such a person is a broken sleeve?Will like him?

What's so good about him?What does Jing Xing like about him?Like he can fight?It's ridiculous to think about it.

Ye Zhuolin almost forgot that he also had a face where his handkerchief and purse were smashed as soon as he went out, let alone those perfect battles he used to brag about with his subordinates almost every day. But nothing.

The people around him in the past were either subordinates or superiors, those who had contact with the outside world, or those who would fight now or in the future. He was too used to this kind of relationship between interests.

Therefore, when an emotional issue that has nothing to do with interests came up occasionally, Ye Zhuolin seemed very ignorant.

The person you like is delivered to your door, right in front of you, should you take the initiative or let nature take its course?

But Jing Xing interrupted his train of thought in time, the man who was too weak to get up did not know where the strength suddenly came from, quickly took out a pure white handkerchief, and directly covered his face.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

It's like a fucking burial, Ye Zhuolin was confused and funny, but before he could say anything, Jing Xing suddenly stretched out his right arm, put it behind his back, pressed down gently, his posture was extremely intimate.

Ye Zhuolin's whole body froze immediately, he didn't know what to do, he was like a log, as if he was completely obsessed with beauty and lost his mind.

When the tip of their noses touched, Ye Zhuolin finally struggled.

Even separated by a handkerchief, this kind of intimacy was unprecedented. He had an instinctive resistance to the unaccustomed feeling, but this resistance only existed for a pitiful moment before turning into nothingness.

Because Jing Xing held his head through his sleeve, and then pressed down hard, Ye Zhuolin's mouth precisely touched Jing Xing's lips through the handkerchief.