The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Tao Ran's heart was full of joy, and the corners of Rong Ling's lips curled up after the performance on the stage, as if he was smiling at him.

Thanks to the crowded crowd, Tao Ran was not able to faint in place under the envelope of happiness.

Even when it was the turn of other trainees to perform and Rong Ling sat back in her original position, Tao Ran felt that her eyes seemed to sweep towards him from time to time.

Tao Ran felt that this might not be an illusion, after all, he was an imposing rich second generation, squeezed into this group of stinky hangers, and he stood out from the crowd, and it was only logical that he was spotted by the little beauty.

So the event ended, and when the contestants and assistants left together, without thinking about it, he squeezed away the fanatical fans and came to Rong Ling, and took out the pen and paper he had prepared earlier: "Rong Ling, can I sign it?"

Rong Ling looked up at him, didn't speak, just took the pen and paper in his hand with a smile, and wrote down his name in a fluttering swish.

"Thank you..." Tao Ran held his signature in front of his chest like a treasure, and shouted out the slogan like other fans, "Come on, Rong Ling!"

"Okay..." Rong Ling nodded with a smile, "I hope everyone will support me in the future..."

Her image on the screen has always been lonely and cold, and she said this sentence suddenly as if she was acting like a baby, and the unintentional contrast instantly caused the fans to respond: "Okay, Rong Ling, come on!"

"Rong Ling, you are the best!"

Nawei's voices of support kept coming and going, especially Tao Ran, who had just talked to Rong Ling face to face, worked hard.

Ning Muxue, who was holding Rong Ling's arm beside him, looked at the man with a silly smile on his face, frowned slightly, and held Rong Ling's hand even tighter.

I set off in the morning to participate in activities in other cities, and when I was finally able to go back, the glass outside the cabin was already as dark as ink.

Ning Muxue, who was sitting by the window, lowered her head slightly, seeing the brightly lit night scene of the city below, the corners of her lips could not help but raise an arc.

It's really unforgettable, rounding up, she also traveled with Rong Ling.

Thinking like this, Ning Muxue turned her head to look at Rong Ling who was sitting on her left.

At some point, she had already fallen asleep. Even though most of her face was covered by a blindfold, the delicate silhouette still carried a bit of coldness and laziness that belonged to her.

Only the red lips are as bright as roses, against the backdrop of snow-white skin, there is a hint of bewitching...

After a beep, the announcement suddenly sounded: "Hello passengers, this flight will be operated by..."

Ning Muxue reined in from the cliff, and woke up from her thoughts in a daze.

"Huh..." She breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her long hair helplessly, and suddenly thought of Rong Ling's female fans who screamed loudly during the event.

What's going on, is this the so-called top beauty that kills both men and women?

Ning Muxue shook her head, trying to shake these messy thoughts out of her mind, but became more and more irritable.

He simply covered his head with a blanket, and fell asleep in a spacious position.

In the dream, Rong Ling didn't feel so good.

She actually returned to the moment before her death in her previous life, Tao Ran's approaching steps, the suffocation when her throat was choked, and the endless weightlessness when she fell...

"No, don't." She subconsciously said, "Don't come here..."

"Rong Ling..." A strange yet familiar voice came from beside my ear, "What's wrong with you, Rong Ling?"

"Rong Ling, wake up!"

Like a piece of glass being shattered forcefully, Rong Ling escaped from the endless darkness, and when he opened his eyes, it was still darkness.

She took off the blindfold, met a pair of concerned eyes, and Ning Muxue's obviously relieved voice: "What's wrong with you?"

Having just woken up from the illusion of the previous life, Rong Ling obviously didn't want to talk to her at this time: "It's okay..."

After that, he turned away from looking at her.

Ning Muxue just thought that she was having a nightmare and was in a bad mood, so she patted Rong Ling's shoulder lightly: "It's okay, I'll be there soon, and I can have a good rest when I go back."

Rong Ling closed his eyes and meditated, but did not answer.

The airport was not far from the place where the show was filmed. They were just little idols, and they were not big stars who would be waited on every time they came in and out. The assistant simply took two cars and went back. Rong Ling and Ning Muxue sat in the back row together.

After waking up on the plane, Rong Ling was extremely sober. She leaned her head against the car window and saw the boundless, deep and quiet sea outside the window.

The filming of the program was originally carried out in a coastal city, so it is not surprising to see the sea.

Even outside the window of the practice room every day, you can see the beach and waves under the blue sky and white clouds.

But at this moment, Rong Ling rarely had the urge to go for a walk by the sea.

After getting off the car, the assistant hurriedly urged: "Go back to sleep quickly, you will continue to record the show tomorrow."

Ning Muxue took Rong Ling's hand and was about to say goodbye when she heard her voice: "I'm not sleepy, I want to go to the beach."

The little assistant's eyes fell on the crossed hands of the two, and he understood: "It's good to be young, unlike us old people who are sleepy and tired after tossing around. Go, pay attention to safety."

Ning Muxue, who was already sleepy, looked at Rong Ling, and then at the dormitory upstairs, weighing the two, reluctantly abandoned the latter, and followed Rong Ling's footsteps.

The beach at night is slightly tidal, the wind blows the long hair from behind, and a full moon hangs in the sky, reflecting on the sea, bright and bright.

Occasionally, trainees would come to the beach to relax during the day, but at night, they were so quiet that only the waves and wind could be heard.

Rong Ling simply stepped on the fine sand with bare feet, and walked forward without looking back, as if he was going to the bright moon.

"Rong Ling..." Ning Muxue called her from behind, "Wait for me..."

Rong Ling couldn't listen, he had a nightmare on the plane, and at the moment he still felt a little sticky and uncomfortable after sweating, Rong Ling took off his coat without thinking, and let it fall on the sand.

Then shirts, skirts...

Every time she took a few steps forward, the clothes on her body would fall off in response, and finally only the close-fitting thin shirt remained.

Under the moonlight, her skin was as beautiful as jade, her figure was slender, her perfect proportions were like a human figure conjured up by a sea monster, her slender shoulder blades were looming under the cover of her long hair, her legs were long and thin and straight.

Ning Muxue was dumbfounded.

Rong Ling continued to walk forward without hesitation, until the tide rushed up and covered her ankles, calves, and then her knees...

At this moment, Ning Muxue came to her senses, and hurried to catch up: "Rong Ling, wait, it's very dangerous for you to do this!"

However, Rong Ling turned a deaf ear to it, and when Ning Muxue rushed to the edge of the waves, she had disappeared, as if being swallowed by endless darkness.

Ning Muxue became short of breath, put her hand to her mouth, and called her name several times.

The only response to Ning Muxue was the endless sound of the tide.

Under the nervousness, Ning Muxue's heart was about to jump into her throat. When a wave came, she almost staggered forward a few steps: "Rong Ling, where are you?"

"Don't scare me, Rong Ling."

Ning Muxue was so anxious that tears were about to fall, she looked back at the building hidden in the darkness, and estimated the distance.

I'm afraid it's too late to go back and call for rescue at this time.

The water waves had already passed over her thighs, swaying, and Ning Muxue, who was afraid of water, was almost unable to stand still. Ning Muxue gritted her teeth, and walked forward with her hands wavering on the water surface.

When the tide receded, the waves made her stagger, and Ning Muxue lost her center of gravity in an instant, and was buried in it.

She choked on the bitter and salty seawater suddenly, she almost reflexively opened her mouth to ask for help, but instead choked on more water.

Dizzy and dizzy, Ning Muxue's whole body was swept deep by the waves, and her feet could hardly reach the sandy ground.

It feels like a fish that has lost its fins and can only be manipulated by the sea water.

On the verge of suffocation, Ning Muxue's eyes were blurred, and she even began to imagine how tomorrow's news would report this matter.

Just as her consciousness gradually collapsed, a cold hand suddenly appeared behind her, gently holding her wrist.

Ning Muxue opened her eyes, and under the silver moonlight, she saw long hair floating in the water.

Immediately afterwards, she fell into a soft embrace.

Is it the legendary mermaid?Ning Muxue thought in a daze.

Until Rong Ling's calm face appeared in front of her eyes, Ning Muxue's heart began to jump for joy—it's great, at least they are all safe and sound now.

Immediately after being brought to the surface by Rong Ling and swimming lightly, Ning Muxue realized that Rong Ling had come to save her.

It seemed that the endless darkness and boundless sea was just Ning Muxue's illusion. Under Rong Ling's light swimming, the two quickly ran aground on the beach.

There was fine and sticky sand under her body, and Ning Muxue gasped for breath, like a fish washed up on the shore.

Rong Ling didn't say a word, just about to get up, only to find that her hands were still tightly clutching his waist and refused to let go.

Rong Ling moved, but Ning Muxue hugged her even tighter, and said with lingering fear: "I thought just now...you almost had an accident."

"I can swim, how could something happen?" Rong Ling replied without any emotion.

"But..." Ning Muxue's eyes suddenly turned red, like a wronged little rabbit.

But, she doesn't know.

Even if she knew, in this case, she would still get confused with worry.

Ning Muxue looked up at her, and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Rong Ling..."

"Ok?"

"Promise me, don't do such a stupid thing next time, okay?"

The key to whether to agree to her order or not is that in Rong Ling's view, what he did is not stupid at all.

Before he turned into a fairy, Rong Ling was a monster, and his favorite thing was to fly high and wander among the dangerous peaks of the mountains.

Later, he became a fairy, and he acted recklessly. He could do whatever he wanted. Feng Xu controlled the wind, soared through the clouds and controlled the sword.

Now it's just a bad mood and thinking about water, when will it be a little human's turn to point fingers?

Rong Ling narrowed her eyes in displeasure, and met Ning Muxue's clear and bright eyes, but she thought of another thing - why did she save her just now?

If she let nature take its course and let Ning Muxue be engulfed by the waves, wouldn't that be exactly what she wanted?

However, before Rong Ling could figure out the answer, Ning Muxue noticed that the up and down gestures of the two were too intimate, and hurriedly let go of her hands: "Hold, I'm sorry."

Her eyes touched Rong Ling's exquisite collarbone, and then she looked down. Ning Muxue blushed even more, and sat a little further away trying to cover up.

Afraid that Rong Ling would hear her violent heartbeat, Ning Muxue turned her face sideways, slightly parted her lips, inhaled—then exhaled—

Wait, Ning Muxue paused, realizing something.

Could it be that she likes Rong Ling?