Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

There are not only novels in the R18 partition, but also many comics and videos.

There is nothing more embarrassing than looking at these things with people close to you, but Lu Jinchao couldn't act too strange. Facing Lin Xiaoming, he tried his best to put on a posture of a much older brother: "If you like Just take it, don't be shy."

Lin Xiaoming looked at his quietly reddened ear tips, and found it funny no matter what, and didn't know who was being shy.

Now that he said that, Lin Xiaoming followed suit, pulled the book out from the shelf again, and put it in Lu Jinchao's hand: "Would you like to review the contents for me before buying?"

"No need, no need." Lu Jinchao hurriedly stuffed the book back into his hand, "You can figure it out yourself."

The two returned to their seats in the hall, and Lu Jinchao opened the fantasy novel he was carrying. It was obviously the author he liked very much, but he couldn't concentrate.

He uncontrollably glanced at Lin Xiaoming who was sitting across from him. The sentinel was reading the pornographic publication with his eyes downcast, his face was serious as if he was reading an esoteric paper, and he was holding lemonade in one hand, serious enough to put people in It doesn't feel weird in the office.

The scale of a book with such illustrations in the special section is certainly not small, but will anyone really look at this kind of thing so seriously?

Lu Jinchao fell into deep doubts.

In the middle of the journey, Lin Xiaoming stood up and went to the bathroom, when Lu Jinchao heard the movement, he looked up at him.

……no response.

Lin Xiaoming walked away, Lu Jinchao was full of doubts, and quietly stretched out his hand to the opposite book.

After 2 minutes, he blushed and put the book back where it was.

When Lin Xiaoming came back from the bathroom, he could tell at a glance that the book had been moved, and saw Lu Jin bow his head and his body was tense—pretending that nothing had happened, he understood everything.

Why are things related to Lu Jinchao so funny?

Lin Xiaoming didn't expose him, and sat back to continue reading. This book continued Zhang Jiyue's usual style of pure desire. Many descriptions and actions in it made Lin Xiaoming lament that Zhang Jiyue usually seemed to be silent, but he actually had something in his head. All this stuff.

They spent the afternoon quietly in the bookstore, and when they left, Lu Jinchao bought the unfinished novel, and Lin Xiaoming also paid the bill to support his wife's side job in prison.

The two went to the reserved hotel, and were led by the waiter to sit in the small private room upstairs. The light was soft and warm yellow, reflecting the freshly picked white roses on the table.

The dishes that Lu Jinchao ordered were all suitable for the tastes of ordinary people. To Lin Xiaoming, the taste might be very strong, but now the sentry has a guide by his side.

Lin Xiaoming himself said that he doesn't really need to be channeled, the strong barrier is enough to block most of the sensory waste.But Lu Jinchao also remembered the second half of his sentence - every time he was guided by himself, it would make him feel very comfortable.

He looked at Lin Xiaoming, as if he knew what Lu Jinchao was thinking, Lin Xiaoming bent down slightly.

Facing his active intention, Lu Jinchao reached out his hands to touch Lin Xiaoming's cheek, stared into the eyes of the sentinel, and said softly: "The sense of taste and smell has been lowered to 4 o'clock."

In fact, physical contact is not required for grooming or sensory regulation, but everything seems to become a natural habit.

To celebrate, Lu Jinchao also opened a bottle of wine. Lin Xiaoming had already discovered the doctor's hidden alcoholic attributes last time, and drank with him.

They chatted, talking about the things they encountered during the assessment, the status of the final exam, whether their roommates will go home, their plans for the next two months of vacation, and a few recent news in passing.

Everyone is aware of the turbulent undercurrent hidden in those news, but no one specifically mentioned it, it seems that those are not important to them at all.

Expensive is naturally expensive for a reason, this meal is excellent in terms of appearance and taste, paired with a bottle of high-quality wine, Lu Jinchao is almost floating from the bottom of his feet.

It was already late when they came out, and they didn't want to go back to school so early. The two were wandering in the street. Lu Jinchao always felt that Lin Xiaoming seemed to have grown taller again, so he dragged him to buy some clothes.

Lu Jinchao has - Mi Qiliu, although he is not tall, it is normal. Lin Xiaoming is nearly ten centimeters taller than him, but his growth has long since stagnated, and Lin Xiaoming can grow at least two more years.

When trying on clothes, Lu Jinchao joked, "No matter how tall you are, I will really look up at you from now on."

"It shouldn't grow any longer." Lin Xiaoming's height in his previous life was fixed at [-] meters. Compared with those colleagues who were too tall to perform special tasks, he was quite satisfied with his height.

I used to wear a uniform at school, and now it’s going to be a holiday, so I need to prepare more private clothes. The sentinel is a standard clothes rack, with wide shoulders and long legs, it looks good even with a sack on it, and Lu Jinchao quickly chose it. Several sets.

Lin Xiaoming had already received the scholarship for the first semester, but Lu Jinchao didn't let him spend any money. He had a lot of savings, and he continued to receive the subsidy as a guide every month, and his salary as a researcher was also very high. high.

Sitting on the sofa chair, Lu Jinchao watched Lin Xiaoming come out of the fitting room, and suddenly had the illusion that the money owner was supporting the little boy.

……very funny.

But indeed, after Lin Xiaoming was picked up by him, he ate his clothes and wore his clothes. The sentinel was still young and had no source of income, and Lu Jinchao paid their tuition fees.

"Take them all, they are all suitable." Lu Jinchao stood up and said to the smiling salesman, "Check out."

There are almost no cheap things on this commercial street. Lin Xiaoming silently watched Lu Jinchao pay a large amount of money, and took several shopping bags from the salesperson.

Walking out of the shop, Lin Xiaoming put all the bags in one hand, and tapped the screen of the smart bracelet a few times.

Lu Jinchao's bracelet beside him suddenly vibrated.

Lu Jin looked down, it was a transfer notice.

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Lu Jin raised his eyebrows in surprise, and heard Lin Xiaoming whisper: "You can't just let you spend money."

"Where did you get the money?"

"My scholarship."

"Don't you keep - some for yourself?"

"I have already reserved living expenses and tuition for the next semester."

"Okay, then I'll accept it." Lu Jinchao didn't refuse. He knew that he had been spending his own money all this time, and Lin Xiaoming was quite embarrassed. There are a lot of scholarships from Xiaoxiang Academy, let alone Lin Xiaoming is still a native The best Sentinel ever.

Lu Jinchao had a chance to get a full scholarship, but he didn't apply. He has been working for so many years, and he is not short of money, so let other students who don't have the financial means get the opportunity to get the scholarship.

They continued to wander along the street, and suddenly Lu Jin looked up and looked in a certain direction.

Lin Xiaoming didn't even need to look, his keen hearing had already told him that there was a bar over there.

"Want to go for a drink?"

Lu Jinchao let out a "huh hum" from his nasal cavity.

"Let's go then."

It was more like a nightclub than a bar, with a dance floor full of men and women dancing.

Lu Jinchao has adjusted Lin Xiaoming's hearing and vision, and the sentinel's five senses are infinitely close to the level of ordinary people.

The guide could sense the emotions around him, so the happiness of others also infected Lu Jinchao. He was already very happy, so he suddenly ordered a lot of wine.

It seems that today is the time to open up and drink. Lin Xiaoming scanned all kinds of foreign wines on the table, maybe he could take this opportunity to know Lu Jinchao's true drinking capacity.

The Shepherd Medal has been taken off by Lin Xiaoming, and it is lying in the pocket of Lu Jinchao's clothes. It has only been four months since he came back to Capital Star, but what happened makes Lu Jinchao feel that it has been a long time.

It's almost like dreaming.

He got back his original career, made many friends, opened the door to the new world of sentinels and guides, and won the school's highest honor.

Lin Xiaoming was also happy. He has always lived in a stressful and tense environment. It can be said that from the time of burning blood in his previous life to his final death in the raging sea of ​​​​flames, he has never been happy.

He never thought that the trajectory of fate would change so much because of the appearance of a person.

After a few glasses of wine, Lu Jinchao's face turned red, Lin Xiaoming deliberately teased him: "There are dancers over there, do you want to go?"

Normally, Lu Jinchao would definitely refuse without hesitation, and it would be shameful to dance disco with his incoordination.

But these were not normal times, the atmosphere of the bar and the alcohol running through his veins paralyzed his sanity.

"Okay." Lu Jin agreed, he stood up, and pulled Lin Xiaoming up politely, "Let's get together."

What he grabbed was Lin Xiaoming's arm, and he didn't use much force, so Lin Xiaoming's arm slipped from Lu Jinchao's hand all the way, and was finally held by Lu Jinchao's hand.

Lin Xiaoming stood up, was dragged to the dance floor by Lu Jinchao, and blended into the crowd.

As a sentinel, Lin Xiaoming would never approach this kind of place. Even if he would not be oppressed and affected by sensory information, the intense electronic music is still too loud for him. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol is disgusting. The heat on my body seemed to be rushing over me.

But now that Lu Jinchao has adjusted his five senses, he can take the opportunity to try.

It was also the first time in Lu Jinchao's life that he entered the dance floor, with people sticking to each other. At first, he felt like he was squeezing the subway. He didn't dare to move, only his feet were following the beat of the electronic music.

Soon Lu Jinchao realized that everyone was playing with himself, and no one would care what he did, so he gradually became bolder.

In fact, it's not as unbearable as imagined. Lu Jinchao's body proportions are very good, and after this period of training, his coordination has improved a lot, and he looks pretty good when he moves.

No matter how exciting the atmosphere was, Lin Xiaoming would not jump at all. He stood closely beside Lu Jinchao to prevent the guide from being robbed or accosted suddenly.

This is a carnival that releases nature and impulse, more and more people join in, and the situation of "whose shoes I stepped on, and who stepped on mine" often appeared on the dance floor.

Lin Xiaoming stood there motionless like a wooden stake, and suddenly he was hit by someone on the back, and his body naturally leaned forward, Lu Jinchao was very close to him, Lin Xiaoming - moved, let him Unable to dodge, he slammed into the arms of the sentinel.

Lu Jin was unstable towards his body, leaning almost all his weight on Lin Xiaoming's body. He raised his head, and sprayed his alcoholic breath on Lin Xiaoming's neck, his amber eyes reflected the luster of flickering light balls.

Lin Xiaoming knew he was drunk.

Lin Xiaoming guarded Lu Jinchao, watching him straighten up again, his palm was weakly protecting his waist, but he didn't press it down, hiding all the throbbing in the depths of darkness.