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

Cheng Zhan didn't speak, but the tails of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, as if with a narrow smile.

He bent his movable right knee, and gently rubbed it between Jiang Mi's legs.

Tilting his head, he pretended to be innocent and said, "I don't understand what you said."

Jiang Mi almost laughed angrily, if he still doesn't understand the matter, then he is a fool, he doesn't care if Cheng Chan likes men or women.

He just finds it boring.

Jiang Mi put his arms around Cheng Zhan's slender waist, and pressed against himself, and his lower body bumped forward through the clothes.

Cheng Zhan didn't seem to have expected Jiang Mi to be like this, and his original expression of planning and indifference was broken, biting his lips tightly, and grunting softly, like a cat.

Jiang Mifu whispered in Cheng Chan's ear, "Isn't it easy to have sex with a man? Of course I can. Why do you have to work so hard?"

Jiang Mi is a little dizzy now, not quite clear what he said.

Originally, he really just thought that Cheng Zhan was a poor little girl who needed protection and didn't know anything, but he didn't know that he had such thoughts, and he still had such a nonchalant attitude.

If Cheng Zhan really likes a man, or likes himself, Jiang Mi will not be angry if he pursues him in an open and honest manner.

Jiang Mi just hates his attitude of all kinds of pretense just to seduce people into bed and relieve carnal desires.

Forget it, Jiang Mi closed his eyes.

There is nothing to argue with him as a half-grown boy. If he is not sensible, he will not be able to teach him. Let him go home later, and do what he likes.

He let go of the shackles on Cheng Zhan, turned around with an indifferent face and was about to get out of bed.

But at that moment, Cheng Zhan suddenly grabbed Jiang Mi's collar and pulled it down.

Wrapping her hands tightly around Jiang Mi's neck, she found the right position and kissed her.

Jiang Mi's mind went blank with a buzzing sound. He had never been kissed forcibly when he grew up. It is true that he had fanatical suitors before, but he was blocked by his merciless cold face.

He really didn't see Cheng Zhan being so indifferent.

Cheng Zhan seemed to be a little unskilled in sticking out his tongue, hooking Jiang Mi and messing around, his lips and teeth intertwined.

I don't know who bit off whose lip, the rusty smell of blood spread, but disappeared completely.

Jiang Mi regained consciousness, grabbed Cheng Chan's hand with both hands and took it off.

The two parted, and the corners of each other's mouths were moist and glistening.

Jiang Migang wanted to reprimand him angrily.

Cheng Chan's legs wrapped around Jiang Mi's waist flexibly, and his buttocks were facing Jiang Mi's half-bowed lower abdomen.

Cheng Zhan's clothes were messed up, revealing his fair-skinned young body, his breath was uneven, his face was flushed, and his slightly curly hair was wet.

Jiang Mi was really angry, pulled Cheng Zhan away, got out of bed, and adjusted his clothes behind his back.

He slowly suppressed his anger, not wanting all this to be too ugly, and when he turned around, he saw Cheng Zhan smiling and tears all over his face.

Jiang Mi was stunned, "You..."

But Cheng Zhan said, "Ha, I'm disgusting. If you are angry, hit me. You can vent your anger however you want. Jiang Mi, hit me. I don't care about anything."

As he spoke, he sat up and wanted to hold Jiang Mi's hand.

Jiang Mi was completely convinced, he had never seen such a process.

He avoided Cheng Zhan's outstretched hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, "Cheng Zhan, be quiet."

Cheng Chan sat on the edge of the bed, his body was unstable, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Jiang Mi's first reaction was to help him, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of Cheng Zhan's back.

On his back is...

Jiang Mi was slightly startled, and put everything behind him, picked up Cheng Zhan and put him on the bed.

He lifted his clothes from the back.

Those are scars, many scars, including smoke scars, burn scars, and scars from blunt force contusions, which are shocking.

But the color is relatively light, it should be old scars.

Jiang Mi wanted to ask many things, but still didn't say anything.

Just let go and put the clothes back down.

Cheng Zhan's expression was calm, as if he didn't care about the scars behind him, he just said, "Oh, those have been around for a long time, some places have skin grafts but they are still the same, doesn't it look scary."

Jiang Mi paused, "I'm sorry...but, who made this..."

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes, "It's my dad, my dear dad, but he was drunk and fell to his death, I don't hate him." Who would hate a dead person who was killed by himself.

Jiang Mi had nowhere to vent the pent-up depression in his heart, so he said to Cheng Zhan, "I'm going out first." Then he turned around and left the room in a hurry.

After Jiang Mi left, Cheng Zhan, who was lying on the bed, let out a very light laugh.

He got up and walked to the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the shower.

The sound of dripping water suppressed the weak panting in the bathroom.

for a long time.

Cheng Zhan's voice was slightly heavier, and he chanted softly.

Thinking of Jiang Mi's distressed look that he didn't even notice, Cheng Zhan's eyes were dim and watery, so gentle, he thought so.

I really want to see him go on a rampage and lose his mind and go crazy.

He licked his lips.

He also felt that he was a little too reckless today, but he would unconsciously lose patience with the person he coveted for the first time in his life.

He used to think that his whole life would be like this.

Someone was willing to give him a hand.

Now that you hold his hand, you will never want to let go again in this life.

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After Jiang Mi came out of the room, he still felt not so conscious.

He sighed.

He really didn't expect that there would be someone like Cheng Zhan in his sister's bloody essay.

When Jiang Mi thought of the scars on Cheng Zhan's back, he felt very helpless, and he still had some inexplicable feelings in it.

He was never one to ask for trouble.

But he thought of Cheng Zhan's appearance, and felt that he really couldn't sit idly by.

It may be because Cheng Zhan suffered domestic violence when he was a child, so he has developed such a temper now. He is still a good boy in essence, Jiang Mi told himself.

The previous anger has now disappeared.

The idea of ​​sending Cheng Zhan home did not appear again.

Maybe Cheng Zhan is just an insignificant supporting role in this book, so no one cares about his past.

But now Jiang Mi doesn't want Cheng Zhan to go on like this.

He really wanted to make some changes in Cheng Zhan.

Therefore, he is not going to send Cheng Chan back home for the time being, it is not suitable for him.

Jiang Mi stayed in the study until dinner at night.

Facing the information on the work, I can't always concentrate.

From time to time, he always thought of the scars on Cheng Zhan's back, thinking about what happened behind it, and why Cheng Zhan's biological mother's family didn't stop it. Could it be that he acquiesced in ignoring domestic violence?

Thinking of this, Jiang Mi exhaled.

I checked the time, it was past 7 o'clock.

When it was time for dinner, Jiang Mi had to put down his work and prepare to go downstairs for dinner. If he didn't go out, he would look guilty.

Jiang Mi stood up and walked out the door.

I found Cheng Zhan squatting by the door and playing with his mobile phone with his head down. When he saw Jiang Mi coming out, he smiled and looked up, "Do you want to eat?"

Jiang Mi held the doorknob and was stunned for a while, really helpless, he didn't expect that he would still be so troubled.

"You can come in directly without waiting at the door."

Cheng Chan glanced at him, "Aren't you angry?"

"Even if I'm angry, you don't have to. You should do whatever you want, understand?" Jiang Mi said with a solemn expression.

Cheng Zhan nodded obediently, "I see."

With that said, he stood up, looked at Jiang Mi, and tugged at Jiang Mi's cuff tentatively, "I'm so hungry, let's go eat."

Jiang Mi had no choice but to say, "Let's go."

He let Chengzhang tug on his cuff, trying to ignore this strong sense of disobedience.

The two went downstairs and sat at the dining table.

The meals were brought up one after another.

Jiang Mi ate in silence, while Cheng Chan sat opposite him.

Cheng Zhan sat on the chair, dangling his legs, bumping into Jiang Mi from time to time.

Ever since he found out that Cheng Zhan had been subjected to domestic violence, Jiang Mi's bottom line of tolerance towards Cheng Zhan has stretched a lot unconsciously.

He has never been in contact with this type of process, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

He planned to leave it alone, but after a while, he felt that Cheng Zhan was teasing along his legs.

Jiang Mi: ...face life with a smile.

He sighed inwardly, and said, "Cheng Zhan, eat well."

Cheng Zhan let out an oh, and retracted his foot again.

Continue to hold your own rice bowl to pick up vegetables.

Jiang Mi was thinking about something more important.

For example, the education of Cheng Chun.

He has to figure out what is the purpose of Cheng Chan, whether it is because he likes men, or because he likes... himself.

Maybe no one taught the process the correct values ​​of love.

Jiang Mi had a good chat with Cheng Chan after preparing the meal.

After eating, Jiang Mi called Cheng Chan upstairs.

in the study.

Jiang Miduan sat on the chair, and Cheng Chan sat at the opposite table.

Cheng Zhan took a look at Jiang Mi and wanted to follow her.

Jiang Mi looked serious, "Sit back."

Cheng Chan had no choice but to sit in his original position.

Jiang Mi organized his words, carefully considered his words, and asked, "Cheng Zhan...do you like men? It doesn't mean anything, I just want to ask clearly."

Cheng Chan put his legs together, "Yes."

Jiang Mi paused, and continued to ask, "Then why... are you doing this to me?" He really didn't understand Cheng Zhan's point, since they hadn't known each other for a long time.

Cheng Zhan smiled, "What about me?" But under Jiang Mi's increasingly cold eyes, he still said obediently, "Of course it's because I like you."

Jiang Mi was at a loss for this expected and unexpected answer.

"But you haven't been in touch with me for a long time. Where does this inexplicable liking come from? Maybe it's just an illusion of yours. You can't easily judge this emotion as liking, you know."

Jiang Mi tried his best to make himself look more sincere.

Cheng Zhan's smile froze, his eyes darkened, he stood up and lay down on the table, as if he was about to crawl over, "Don't you believe me, I can prove it to you." As he said that, he was about to unbutton his jacket.

Jiang Mi was really enlightened by Cheng Zhan's behavior, and pressed down Cheng Zhan's hand that was about to move, "Okay, I believe you."

Cheng Zhan looked a little disappointed and sat back on the chair.

Jiang Mi took a deep breath, not planning to continue entangled in whether he likes this matter or not.

He looked at Cheng Zhan, "Whether you like me or not, don't do those casual physical behaviors, okay?"

Cheng Chan bit his lip, "What if it's not good."

Jiang Mi couldn't help losing his patience, and said without hesitation, "If that's the case, there's nothing to say, I'll send you away right away, so be quiet."

Cheng Zhan: "...Okay."