Male God Transformation Project [Rebirth]

After eating supper, it was already around 11 o'clock in the evening. At this time, there were almost no people on the Champs-Elysees Avenue. After all, it was already late autumn.

Ling Zimo put on a khaki coat, took out the car keys, and found that everyone else had left, only Feng Che was still waiting for him.Ling Zimo was a little embarrassed, silently thinking about whether to pretend to be nonchalant and leave by himself.

"Give it to me." Feng Che stretched out his hand, easily took the key from Ling Zimo's hand, turned and walked towards his car.

Ling Zimo looked at the palm of his hand blankly, "Is it really okay for you to be so familiar?" He complained silently, "I don't want to go with you at all, okay..."

The car lights came on, Ling Zimo reluctantly opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seat belt," Feng Che put his left hand lightly on the steering wheel, and opened the car CD with his right hand, "..."

Uh, after listening to the lyrics, Ling Zimo, who felt even more embarrassed, fastened his seat belt in a daze.Then, the sports car swished away.

"This is my car, okay, can you stop racing..." Ling Zimo's short hair was blown to pieces by the wind outside the window, and he coughed.

"Cough, cough..."

I felt that the cold air entered my lungs all of a sudden, and my whole body was completely cooled. Compared with normal people, my body was really useless.

The car window was closed with a swish, Feng Che glanced at him, and found that Ling Zimo's face was pale and bloodless at the moment.He braked the car suddenly, and at the same time put his right palm on Ling Zimo's forehead, and the sports car stopped suddenly.

Feng Che unbuckled his seat belt, leaned forward to look at him, "Zimo, are you okay?"

Ling Zimo gradually stopped coughing and felt better. When he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Che's slightly anxious eyes.

"It's okay, I've always been like this, I'll be fine slowly." Ling Zimo said perfunctorily, and leaned back by the way, but he was silently scolding Ling Yun in his heart, "What kind of broken system, I will soon become Lin Lin sister!"

Ling Yun, who was hiding in the back of his mind, didn't say anything, just laughed secretly a few times.

Feng Che turned on the air conditioner in the car, and seeing Ling Zimo's expression gradually softened, he secretly thought that what Ling Yuhan said was indeed true, his cousin is really a sick child.

However, Feng Che took off his coat casually, looked at Ling Zimo in the car under the warm light, and smiled lightly, he is an interesting sick child.

Ling Zimo, who was defined as an "interesting sick man", didn't find it interesting at all at the moment. He looked blankly at the dim road ahead and asked, "Where is this?"

This is obviously not the way back to his home, okay, this is outside the third ring road, right? Ling Zimo was startled when he saw the shadows of the forest in the distance. Could this Feng Che be a road idiot?

Of course not, Feng Che continued to start the car, turning on the headlights, "I'll be at my house soon."

Following his words, the headlights in front of the car shone in front of him, and a villa appeared in sight.This, this, Ling Zimo is speechless, it's fine to drive my car, but also drive to your house, what are you going to do!

"I don't know where your home is, so I drove here. You should just sleep here for the night." Feng Che answered him indifferently, even Ling Zimo felt how could his tone be so righteous!

Ling Zimo got out of the car very unhappy, and felt the temperature drop a lot in an instant, so he had no choice but to follow Feng Che into it.

Entering the house from the foyer, Ling Zimo was surprised to find that it was the same person who parked the car, opened the door, took the clothes, and even set the dishes from the beginning to the end. Isn't it good to squeeze labor like this?

Sensing Ling Zimo's accusing gaze, Feng Che picked up the knife and fork on his own, "I'm not used to crowds, so there's only one butler here, Lao Ding."

The middle-aged man who heard the sound nodded politely, and then stepped back.

Then why did you bring me here? !

Ling Zimo secretly slandered, and actually ate it again! !

Ling Zimo was eating the fruit unhappily, while observing Feng Che's meal.Thinking about it, he just said that he was eating supper, but in fact, it seems that he hardly touched his chopsticks.

Ling Zimo added to this guy's fussiness in his heart, ah, no, Feng Che doesn't care what he does!

Obviously the two of them are not familiar at all, even if they played together before, it was just an accident, (but... was it really an accident?)

What's more, my ultimate goal is to become a male god, this guy in front of me will only become a stumbling block on the way forward, right?

But having said that, why do I feel that Feng Che really has the potential of a male god? Whether it is appearance, temperament, or talent, they are all very attractive, even me who is looking at him now...

Ah bah bah, Ling Zimo suddenly choked on the water in the cup, but he was frightened to death by his strange thought just now.

After washing up, Ling Zimo lay down in the guest room Feng Che had arranged for him, drowsy.

"Hello," an annoying voice rang in his ears, Ling Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the little man floating in mid-air in front of him. "Ling Yun, what are you doing, can you materialize?"

Ling Yun turned into the image of a little boy, with Ling Zimo's look on his face, but more like Ling Yuhan.

But Ling Zimo was not in the mood to study his appearance.He picked up Ling Yun with one hand, and pinched him fiercely, "Tell me, what's wrong with me being afraid of the cold."

Ling Yun pretended to be a pitiful child and did not get Ling Zimo's sympathy, but was tortured again. "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong,"

Ling Yun stopped pretending, broke free from Ling Zimo's palm in an instant, and moved away from him. "It's because your current physical strength is too low!"

"Physical strength?" Ling Zimo repeated in surprise, "You mean I'm always sick because of my physical strength?"

No wonder I often get sick for no reason, but when I go to the hospital, nothing is wrong.

Ling Zimo reacted even more angry, "Then why didn't you tell me, let me take so many hateful tonics over the years!" Because of his health, forcing Ling Zimo to take tonic diet every day for several years is almost becoming a problem. Ling Zimo's mother's special task turned out to be useless!

Ling Yun, who was beaten up again by Fatty, became honest now, sat there obediently and explained to Ling Zimo the concept of stamina and the relationship between various levels and stamina, as well as the distribution and utilization of stamina points .

"Don't worry, you will be fine when your stamina increases in the future, that's why I didn't tell you!" Ling Yun said with righteous words.

Ling Zimo frowned, always felt that Ling Yun's expression was a little strange, as if he was planning to succeed in some conspiracy, he always felt that things were not that simple.

After all, the system will not naturally fill up his strength with good intentions. Seeing how cheating the ultimate mission is, these side quests are probably not very good!

Just as I was about to ask, there was a rhythmic "dong dong" knock on the door.

"Someone is coming!" Ling Yun disappeared after saying this.

And Ling Zimo looked at the door, and it was Feng Che leaning on the door, "I heard some movement from your side, so I came over to take a look."

Feng Che stood against the light, Ling Zimo couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.But from his tone, he could hear something strange.

"It's nothing, I just got up and drank a glass of water." Ling Zimo looked at the water glass on the table. Fortunately, Ling Yun drank some water just now, but Ling Yun shouldn't need to drink water, right?

"Really? Then can you sleep now?" Feng Che walked in, put his hands on his chest, and smiled.

Ling Zimo sat on the bed dumbfounded, not knowing whether to lie down or not.It is true that he is in good spirits now because he chatted with Ling Yun for a while, but it doesn't mean that I want to stay with a stranger like you in the middle of the night, hey!What are the two big men talking about!

Feng Che lowered his head to look at Ling Zimo, who had a distorted expression, and knew that he was thinking of something strange again.

He moved closer, almost touching Ling Zimo's cheek with his hand, and the dark eyes reflected the light of the moon in the darkness, as if the moonlight was trapped in the eyes, "I don't know if you will do it at night. Nightmare, good night!"

Seeing Feng Che walked out in a hurry, Ling Zimo realized that he had been molested!And it's an inexplicable neuropathy!

It's none of your business whether I have nightmares at night or not, it's nightmares to dream of you, okay?

So don't talk nonsense, set a flag for yourself or something.Sure enough, Ling Zimo dreamed of Feng Che at night, although he didn't know if it was a nightmare or not.In the dream, it seemed that he died, (Isn't it a nightmare that he died?) or died in Feng Che's arms, and then Feng Che kept crying, crying...

When he woke up in the morning, Ling Zimo found that the pillow towel was soaked. It turned out that he was the one who was crying. Ling Zimo's whole body is not well. Is it really a man to cry like a heroine in a dog-blood drama?It wasn't until I sat down to eat breakfast that I slowed down.