Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

Probably because he played the game for too long without a break, and his brain felt tired. Last night, not long after Zhang Liangshao closed his eyes, he actually fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

Sunlight……

so bright...

Dazzling...

It's so warm in bed...

"Eleven... Eleven..."

ah?Who is calling me?

What kind of casual name is this... don't listen to bastard chanting scriptures.

Zhang Liangshao shrank back under the quilt, and murmured a few times unconsciously.

so sleepy...

Whoa!

A gust of cool wind swept across Zhang Liangshao's whole body, and the warmth under his body was brutally torn away by the horns, and the bionic person Eleven, who was not fully awake, rolled to the ground with a thud with the big white bear in his hand.

There was some dull pain when my head hit the soft carpet.

Zhang Liangshao was a little sober.

"It's so fierce, master..."

He rubbed his messy hair, turned over and sat up with difficulty, hugged the bear in his arms to absorb some warmth, half-closed his eyes, and said in an aggrieved tone.

"Someday add the command to wake up on time into your underlying programming."

A deep and magnetic voice sounded from above his head.

Ah, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen this supremely enjoyable subwoofer~

--Hey?

Zhang Liangshao's upper and lower eyelids who were obsessed with love suddenly parted. He raised his head and looked at the expressionless tyrant standing on the edge of the bed.

Under the hazy halo, the black-haired young man with a naked upper body was staring at him with those long and narrow blue eyes, with three points of impatience and seven points of arrogance in his eyes.

He was only wearing a pair of black trousers, and the sunlight outside the window cast a seductive luster on his well-defined abdominal muscles and the mermaid line blocked by the waistband of his trousers.Almost every inch of that beautiful body line is filled with male hormones filled with the word "youth", making Zhang Liangshao's mechanical heart dokidoki beating non-stop.

What is it like to wake up and find that the little Zhengtai who shared the same bed has turned into a tall and handsome dream lover?

Zhang Liangshao: Twist slightly to show respect.

[Phantom limb? ]

The sudden bubbling 7474741 came up as a magic trick.

puff--

One second heartbeat becomes myocardial infarction.

A bionic person without a 〇〇 can't be hurt.

Zhang Liangshao covered his chest and said, "...what day is today?"

The blue-eyed young man threw the quilt back on the bed, then grabbed the white shirt on the back of the chair, stretched his slender arms to wrap it around his body, and buttoned the buttons one by one with elegant and pleasing movements.

"What? Could daydreaming also happen to bionics?" His tone was a little careless.

This familiar poisonous tongue...

"..." Zhang Liangshao twitched the corner of his mouth.

Now I believe this is the young master Song Wenyao.

"Clean up the room and come out quickly. I won't wait for you at the dining table." The young master, whose temper grew with age, put on his clothes and left the room with his pockets in his pocket.

After the door was closed, Zhang Liangshao let go of the cuddling bear in his hand, walked to the mirror, and looked at himself in it.

Well, nothing has changed, it is still a cute baby-toothed bionic with a watermelon head.

Zhang Liangshao heaved a sigh of relief, but felt somewhat disappointed for no reason.

The young master has become the elder master, but the little eleven is still the little eleven...

He subconsciously looked at his crotch.

7474741: [Nonsense (chicken) talk. ]

Zhang Liangshao choked and covered his face.

[Leave this stalk alone. ]

[OK, call Dad. ]

[......]

……

Changing the gossip, Zhang Liangshao calmed down and began to sort out information with the system while making the bed.

[Last night, what happened...]

7474741: [After you fell asleep last night, the time in the game doubled, and it seemed to be fast forwarded by about ten years. ]

In the game, the time that does not require the player to perform any operations is called [blank time]. Since the duration of each level of Samsara is very long, players can choose to rest during this period, but they can also choose to Skip this "normal" time.Just like when Zhang Liangshao was sealed in the last world.

[I'm afraid this time jump is not my master's original intention, but the manipulation of the mastermind behind the scenes. Everything that happens in the time jump will be based on the original story frame of the game and the choices made by the players in the early stage, after a comprehensive analysis by Nebula II And calculations are generated and sent to players in the form of text or memory, but we as "pseudo-NPCs" know nothing about these plots, it seems that the situation is not good for us...]

[Ten years... is this the same as missing the time when my young master first grew up...]

Zhang Liangshao made the bed and looked around the bedroom. The decoration of Song Wenyao's room didn't seem to have changed much.

He opened the closet, and sure enough, all the clothes he had when he was a child were gone, and now only the black, white and gray clothes that are still boring when he grows up are left. That guy, his taste has not improved much...

[Damn it, I haven't coaxed the young master into putting on that fluffy rabbit pajamas yet! ] Zhang Liangshao gritted his teeth, regretting his mistakes.

7474741: [… Thanks to the man behind the scenes, thanks to the time jump. ]

[However...] Zhang Liangshao looked back at the double bed with obvious traces of two people's lives, and the blue-eyed bear doll in the center of the pillow.

[That guy is still very nostalgic...]

He closed the closet, raised a slightly wretched smile, [Think about it, it would be more profitable to sleep with the grown-up young master! ]

7474741: [...Pay attention to expression management, you idiot. ]

……

Because he is not sure where the plot is going, Zhang Liangshao decided to follow the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, and saying less and making fewer mistakes.

The seats on the dining table remained the same, but the young master's special seat was no longer for children, but an ordinary mahogany seat.

As for Zhang Liangshao, he has never had any special treatment, after all, he can't eat at all, can he?

Song Yi didn't show up this morning, only Song Wenyao and the bionic boy sitting opposite him were at the table.

It was not the bionic man No. 7 who brought the breakfast, but another bionic woman with the number 8 flashing on her chest.

Zhang Liangshao was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to ask, fearing that his memory would be exposed.

Instead, Song Wenyao said to the breakfast served, "Pudding..."

The orange-yellow jelly-like object on the plate reminded him of some memories, he suddenly raised his eyes, and licked the corners of his lips at the young man in front of him.

"Want to eat?"

Zhang Liangshao felt a blue vein on his forehead as if it had flicked.

Don't talk to my uncle in this kind of teasing tone, you black-bellied ghost!

Of course, there was still a peaceful smile on his face, "The young master is really getting more and more wicked."

"Heh." Song Wenyao's rank is obviously not what it used to be, and he continued this sentence with a normal face, "Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

"Speaking of..." Now that he has brought up this issue, Zhang Liangshao can test it out a bit. He put on a hesitant expression dedicated to remembering the past, "That was when I first started to accompany the young master."

"At that time, it was No. 7 who brought the pudding to the young master..."

Song Wenyao stopped chewing, he glanced at him meaningfully, raised the teacup beside him and took a sip, "Why mention her?"

"Uh……"

Sure enough, it was too hasty, Zhang Liangshao used a smile to cover up his guilty conscience, "It's nothing, I just said it casually."

"you……"

The dense mist covered Song Wenyao's expression, "Don't you like her?"

"Hey?"

"It doesn't matter if it's competition of the same kind, or the program is abnormal, in short, you don't want her to appear in front of me, right?"

Song Wenyao put down the teacup, and made a soft noise in the cup holder, "If you don't like it, just change it, it's not a troublesome thing."

His tone sank, and a haze flashed across his eyes, "After all, those things are just machines."

"...Master, there is a bionic man sitting opposite to you." Zhang Liangshao politely reminded.

Song Wenyao's expression relaxed, and he glanced at him lightly, "Ah, I'm so sorry, Machine."

"...Not even a machine can accept an insincere apology, young master."

Song Wenyao continued to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened.

If it was a child, Young Master Song would have already started mocking Baiyan Erlianbai. Seeing that he is indifferent now, it seems that the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds over the years, and they are already very close friends. .

Zhang Liangshao heaved a sigh of relief.

In silence, Song Wenyao finished his meal.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin reservedly, and then asked aloud.

"You were a little weird this morning..."

Zhang Liangshao looked up at him unexpectedly.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" The young master looked straight at him with those blue eyes.

"No...it's nothing? Why would the young master ask such a question?" Zhang Liangshao is already a habitual liar now, and his face doesn't blush when he tells a lie.

Seeing that he refused to speak directly, Song Wenyao put the napkin on the table, "Is the procedure abnormal again?"

"No." Zhang Liangshao smiled, "It's so easy to be abnormal."

"That's because of the system upgrade... the joy of growing up?"

"No—huh?" Zhang Liangshao was taken aback by the information contained in his words.

"Ah..." Song Wenyao pushed away the chair and stood up, walked to his side, and touched his head with absolute height advantage, "Are you so happy that I upgraded you?"

"... Or is it because of the desire for male symbols?"

"It's not...ah no, I really care about that." Zhang Liangshao said sincerely.

A low laugh came from above his head.

Song Wenyao bent down, his eyes were level with him.

"Okay."

Zhang Liangshao saw the blue-eyed handsome young man opening and closing his lips, and said in a serious tone, "Let's grow up together."

"Together."

The warm breath fell on his face, and Zhang Liangshao felt the temperature of his face slowly rise.

Song Wenyao glanced at the LED light on his little bionic man's chest with interest, straightened up and said to his back, "No. [-], put this pudding in the refrigerator."

"It's just in time for lunch when the eleventh level is finished, and that will be his dessert when the time comes."

……

The author has something to say: //Hahaha, are you surprised, are you surprised?

Enter puberty with a disagreement!

Why does the youthful version of Yao Zong and the still shrunken Brother Shao have a sense of brotherly cp!

The next chapter begins with the love and suspicion of puberty~

//Sorry for the dove again yesterday, I'm probably still a short author who needs to take a break every once in a while to catch my breath...