Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

By the time Cheng Zhan walked into the study, Jiang Mi had already devoted himself to his work.

Jiang Mi caught a glimpse of the person coming from the corner of his eye, raised his head, but was stunned.

Cheng Zhan's slightly curly hair was not completely dried, and it looked damp, with water droplets hanging on it, and the water droplets dripped down from his chest all the way.

Maybe it's because of the heat, Cheng Zhan's whole body is now pink, his brows are soft and intoxicatingly flushed, his eyes are wet as if he just cried, even the red marks on his face are no longer obvious.

He was only wearing a white shirt that reached to his thighs, and he could vaguely see the briefs inside during his movements. The buttons on the top of the shirt were not fully buttoned, revealing his clear white collarbone.

Below are two straight and slender legs.

Jiang Mi: "...???"

Jiang Mi felt that it was a bit strange now, but he couldn't say what was strange.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Aren't you wearing pants?"

Cheng Zhan seemed aggrieved and distressed, "Your pants are too long and too big, I can't fit them."

Jiang Mi: "...???"

Jiang Mi felt that it was a bit strange now, but he still couldn't tell what was strange.

Jiang Mi watched Cheng Zhan walk towards his desk. Cheng Zhan suddenly saw the report on the desk, opened his eyes wide, and bent down curiously, "What is this?"

Because of Cheng Zhan's bending over, his shirt slipped down to his waistline, revealing his fair and smooth skin.

Sitting on the chair, Jiang Mi accidentally saw two pink spots on Cheng Zhan's undulating chest from behind.

Jiang Mi turned his head a little speechlessly, looked away, and it was not easy to tell Cheng Chan that both of them were men, so what if they saw the body, so they wouldn't be so hypocritical.

Cheng Zhan's round buttocks were raised, and when he moved his legs from time to time, his hips would follow suit.

Cheng Zhan was so close to Jiang Mi that Jiang Mi could even smell a sweet and greasy peach smell.

Jiang Mi once again fell into doubts, is there any peach-flavored toiletries in the bathroom of his room?

Before he could figure out why, Cheng Zhan seemed to have slipped his foot suddenly and tilted his body.

Jiang Mi subconsciously hugged him into his arms.

He put his arms around Cheng Zhan's waist through the clothes, which felt really thin.

Suddenly, Cheng Chan, whose arms were about to soften into a puddle of mud, said softly like a mosquito, "...you poked me, it hurts..."

Jiang Mi: "...???"

Jiang Mi glanced down, "It's my belt, sorry."

Said Jiang Mi helped Cheng Zhan to stand up again.

Jiang Mi was a little confused, and even forgot what happened to Cheng Zhan before he was going to ask.

He stood up and looked at Cheng Zhan, "The guest room is next door to me, go to rest first, and if you need anything else, go downstairs and say something, because the servants won't go upstairs at night."

After finishing speaking, he turned and went to his room.

He took a shower first, and while washing, he was still thinking about what was wrong with Cheng Zhan. After washing, Jiang Mi came out with a towel wrapped around his lower body.

Jiang Mi has broad shoulders and narrow waist, with a well-proportioned figure, obvious abdominal muscles, and drops of water hanging from his upper body, giving him a pervasive look.

In the end, I saw Cheng Zhan sitting on his big bed, still in the same clothes as before.

Jiang Mi frowned, just about to speak.

Cheng Chan spoke first, with a crying voice, "There was a thunderstorm outside, and I was a little scared, because I have been sleeping alone since I was a child, and when it thundered, I would hide in the closet. There is no closet in the room over there... "

Jiang Mi looked at his room and subconsciously said, "There is a cabinet in my room, you can hide..."

Halfway through the speech, after realizing what he was talking about, he abruptly changed his words, "...you can rest on my bed, it's fine."

Cheng Zhan smiled, "Thank you."

It was indeed raining outside, and the thunderstorm was very loud.

Jiang Mi, who was going to change pajamas in the room, took the clothes to the bathroom, and walked out after changing.

It's past 11 o'clock now, and there is still work tomorrow, Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan, "Have I turned off the lights?"

Cheng Zhan let out a muffled hum.

Sleeping in the same bed with a man is not something I haven't done before.

In the past, when Jiang Mi was playing games all night at a friend's house, he would sleep in the same bed, and sometimes even three or four people would sleep together lying down.

Jiang Mi told himself so.

But the sense of abruptness is still very strong.

He's not even quite sure how things got to this point.

Jiang Mi didn't cover her with a quilt, but took a blanket from the sofa to cover her body.

He closed his eyes to rest, and suddenly found that the people around him seemed a little strange.

Cheng Zhan curled up like a baby, trembling all over, covering his ears with his hands tightly, Jiang Mi could see Cheng Zhan's face as pale as paper through the occasional flashes of lightning.

Jiang Mi sighed inwardly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the man into his arms.

She pressed Cheng Zhan to her chest, wrapping her arms around him.

"Okay, it's okay, go to sleep now."

Outside the house was pouring rain, thunder roaring.

Cheng Zhan only heard Jiang Mi's heartbeat.

He slowly fell asleep.

-

The next day, Jiang Mi woke up early, with sleepy eyes, and his consciousness was a little hazy. He felt that there seemed to be something around him, and he touched it subconsciously, but his hands were warm and smooth.

Jiang Mi woke up, only to realize that when he was sleeping yesterday, most of the buttons of Cheng Chan's shirt were unbuttoned, and what he touched just now seemed to be his... chest?

Jiang Mi gave a soft "tsk", scratched his hair a little annoyed, tried not to wake up Cheng Chan, carefully got out of bed, changed his clothes, and went downstairs to eat after washing.

Breakfast was ready, and after Jiang Mi finished eating, he asked Uncle Qin to deliver a set of one-size-fits-all clothes to the door later, and if Cheng Zhan went downstairs, he told him to go to work.

Tell Cheng Zhan not to leave yet, and he will be back in the afternoon when he finishes work at noon.

There are still some things to ask.

Jiang Mi drove away.

Cheng Zhan, who was barefoot in front of the French window on the second floor, watched Jiang Mi leave and closed the curtains again.

Walking to the bed, he took out the phone under the pillow and turned it on.

Then there were more than 30 missed calls and dozens of abusive messages.

Cheng Zhan's brows and eyes were cold like a poisonous snake, completely different from when he was with Jiang Mi.

Cheng Zhanhun made a phone call indifferently.

The other person picked it up immediately, and opened his mouth to roar, "Cheng Zhan! You dirty bastard, it's all you!"

Cheng Zhan casually looked around in Jiang Mi's room and said, "What's wrong?"

"Cheng Chan! You're still pretending, it's you who set me up, you, you let me touch this kind of thing!"

Cheng Zhan chuckled, "What trick can I play for you, Master Fang?"

The person on the other side seemed to be too angry to speak, and found it difficult to speak, "You, you called me out!"

"Don't you look down on me the most? How could I come out when I called you out? Don't talk nonsense." When Cheng Zhan said this, he found Jiang Miyuan's graduation photo in the room when he was in college. Also put on a smile.

The other person became furious, and said indiscriminately, "I want to tell everyone that you are a disgusting homosexual! Don't think I don't know, I have already seen it, and I will tell that Jiang Mi who helped you last time, I want to let..."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Cheng Chan's face was still calm until he heard Jiang Mi's name.

He lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes curled like butterfly wings, and the waves in his eyes were turbulent, and the chilly voice came through the phone receiver.

"Oh, you can try it, see if those photos of you will appear on the Internet immediately, at your school, at your home."

When the person on the opposite side thought of that scene, his blood ran cold and his teeth chattered like ice.

"Cheng Chan...what are you going to do...why are you doing this to me..."

"Isn't it ridiculous for you to ask me why I treat you that way?" Cheng Zhan asked back.

On the other side fell silent.

"Don't worry, you don't mess with me, I won't send out photos casually, I will tell you when I need you in the future."

After speaking, Cheng Zhan hung up the phone.

The person who answered the phone opposite was the one who took the lead in bullying Cheng Chan at the dinner.

Cheng Huahua put down the phone.

It's okay, come one by one.

He's very good at this kind of thing.

-

When Jiang Mi came home in the afternoon, he heard from Uncle Qin that Cheng Zhan was in his room.

Jiang Mi went upstairs and opened the door, only to find that the room was pitch black with the curtains drawn tightly.

He turned on the light in confusion, only to find Cheng Zhan nestled in the corner of the bed, with a look of fear on his face and tears in his eyes.

Jiang Mi paused, and said, "Cheng Zhan, what's wrong?"

Cheng Zhan flew down from the bed and threw himself into Jiang Mi's arms. Jiang Mi caught him and patted him on the back to comfort him.

After a while, Jiang Mi found out that Cheng Zhan was watching a horror movie.

He felt inconceivable about Cheng Zhan's behavior of pulling the curtains to watch ghost movies in broad daylight and scaring himself.

Cheng Zhan, however, excitedly pulled him to watch it together.

Jiang Mi was not good at rejecting a clingy child who lacked love, so he agreed.

Jiang Mi originally said that there was a projection room in the house, but Cheng Zhan said that there was no atmosphere when looking at it like that. Jiang Mi couldn't resist him, so he sat on the big bed in the room with Cheng Zhan.

Jiang Mi held the tablet, and Cheng Zhan leaned tightly into his arms.

Every time Jiang Mi wanted to say that it was too hot, Cheng Zhan would pull his sleeves to make him concentrate on watching the movie.

Jiang Mi had no choice but to give up, thinking in his heart, there is nothing to worry about since they are all men anyway.

Cheng Zhan may have only watched the beginning, and the rest of the movie is still relatively long.

Whenever there is a horror scene, Cheng Zhan will press his head on Jiang Mi's chest, and then ask in a low voice if the ghost is gone.

To be honest...Jiang Mi feels that Cheng Zhan is a bit...sissy.

When I was an idiot in my freshman year, I would pick the locks of the dormitory building with my roommates at two o'clock in the middle of the night, and go to the abandoned construction site to play pen fairy.

Let alone watching a ghost movie.

But Jiang Mi respects everyone's personality, and it is impossible to rashly call Cheng Zhan a motherfucker.

was thinking.

Suddenly, Cheng Zhan accidentally saw a horror scene, let out a low cry, reached out and knocked over the tablet, the tablet quit watching, and the sound disappeared.

Cheng Zhan nestled in Jiang Mi's arms and shivered, grabbing Jiang Mi's shirt.

Jiang Mi lost his temper after being tossed about.

Ordinarily, he has never had such good patience on weekdays.

But facing Cheng Zhan, he always relaxed the bottom line again and again.

This is not a good sign, Jiang Migang is about to push him away, let him sit by himself and watch a movie.

Jiang Mi's left hand accidentally touched the book on the bedside table, and the book fell to the ground, making a sound.

Cheng Zhan seemed to be frightened, he exclaimed and put his arms around Jiang Mi's neck.

Jiang Mi's whole body froze, the tenderness that was rubbed against her lips just now... what is it?

No matter how dull he was, he could sense something was wrong.

Pulling Cheng Zhan from his arms, he turned on the switch of the light next to him.

Cheng Zhan opened his eyes slightly, looking puzzled, "What's wrong..."

Jiang Mi didn't talk nonsense with him, grabbed Cheng Chan's wrists and pressed them to the top of his head.

He himself lay on top of Cheng Chan, shackling Cheng Chan firmly to the big bed.

The dark bed curtain was half hanging, Jiang Mi looked down at Cheng Chan, and asked coldly, "Cheng Chan, what's wrong with you."