I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Xing said that he would go into the experimental field to observe Fan Ye, and asked Alice to bring two sets of school uniforms.I don't know where she found the defective products, the materials are cheap and poor.

However, the two hadn't broken their faces at the time. In order to show her serious work attitude, Alice specially found a set of school uniforms for boys and girls.

The boy's suit had already been thrown by Jiang Xing at the signal tower, and the rest of the lounge was of course the girl's suit.

Jiang Xing hid under his clothes and did not move, but Fan Ye was not dead.

Fan Ye pulled off his clothes in silence, the strength of Jiang Xing's fingers was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

The more he looked, the more serious his expression became, making it difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

It was a white short-sleeved shirt, brand new, with an unfastened bow tie hanging from the neckline.

Fan Ye trembled, and a...powder-blue plaid skirt fell out of his shirt.

The school badge was embroidered on the chest of the shirt. It was a name I had never heard of, and it was probably custom-made on Xingwang.com.

No matter what Fan Ye looked at, they were all school uniforms.

He thought of something and chuckled.

Hearing his voice, Jiang Xing regained his courage and cursed, "Let me go!"

Fan Ye didn't say a word, and slowly opened the side zipper of the skirt. Hearing this voice, Jiang Xing froze, and his mouth softened, "Fan Ye, Fan Ye, calm down."

Fan Ye finally said: "Director Jiang seems to be able to speak well, why does he usually owe so much..."

He paused, but didn't say the last word, which made Jiang Xing angry again for no reason.And no matter how outrageously he did it, he might not have the confidence in his heart, let alone say such things.

Jiang Xing was led to sit up, and the electronic shackles were dedicatedly discharging the electricity, never giving him any chance to struggle.

Fan Ye carefully put on this girls' school uniform for him, and said dissatisfiedly, "Director Jiang is too thin."

The women's shirts don't even constrict the waist and abdomen, and the soft curves are hidden underneath without showing any traces.

Jiang Xing kept cursing during the period, but Fan Ye didn't hear much about it, and Jiang Xing's cursing was just such harmless words as "fuck off" and "idiot".

Fan Ye threw away the plastic bag containing the clothes, only to find that there was a bag of thin black fabric inside.

He laughed and said, "I remember Director Jiang doesn't know how to wear socks."

Jiang Xing was startled, "What?"

"Teach you again."

Jiang Xing couldn't move his legs, his toes curled up in panic, "Fan Ye! No!"

"allow."

The indoor air conditioner was turned on too high, and Fan Ye felt his throat was dry.

No matter how much Jiang Xing protested, Fan Ye couldn't get Fan Ye to give up, and his left leg was put on a pair of knee socks that belonged to girls.

No matter how good-looking his calves are, he is still a boy. His skeletal muscles are more obvious. Now they are covered by black material, and it really doesn't feel inconsistent with the skirt.

Fan Ye slightly turned off the electric current of the shackles, wanting Jiang Xing to move his legs to have a look.

Jiang Xing gained strength and kicked it mercilessly. Blindfolded, he could only look for the direction of Fan Ye's voice, and kicked him right in the chest.

Fan Ye remained motionless, his virus-enhanced body was tireless, and he would not be hurt by Jiang Xing's petty fights.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he held Jiang Xing's ankle without socks, and his voice was hoarse: "Director Jiang, you are wearing a skirt, be careful."

"Get out." Jiang Xing scolded, Fan Ye's palm was as strong as cast iron, he failed to pump it a few times, and instead made his ankle slightly red and swollen.

Fan Ye pressed Jiang Xing's calf and forced him to bend his knees, moving his feet to his waist.

"Why didn't you come to me in a skirt?"

Fan Ye probably thought of the scene when the containers met, but Jiang Xing changed into this pink and blue skirt, "Maybe I will be willing to send you out."

Jiang Xing saw clearly that Fan Ye was determined to torment himself today, so he gave up struggling and sneered, "Since Chief Fan likes girls, what are you doing in my room now?"

Fan Ye smiled and said, "I have never liked anyone."

He bent down, and the mask was pressed against Jiang Xing's straight calf, making Jiang Xing tremble slightly from the ice.

"It's just that I really like Director Jiang's appearance in school uniform, as if the lie you spun for me has come true."

He smiled and said, "Are we still renting together?"

"Who wants to share the rent with you. I have something to live in." Jiang Xing bit his lip, "Cold is dead."

"I know you are particular." Fan Ye answered in a low voice, showing helplessness, but forcefully stuck the mask on Jiang Xing's neck.

"You don't understand human speech, do you! Get lost!"

Fan Ye didn't want to hear Jiang Xing swearing anymore, so he slowly took off his mask.

The dangerous and mysterious metal fell down, revealing Fan Ye's handsome face, but Jiang Xing couldn't appreciate it.

"You were awake that day." He gently kissed the back of Jiang Xing's neck, "I saw you trembling."

Jiang Xing: "I went blind the next day, but I can see clearly at night."

Fan Ye said: "Director Jiang is usually not likable, right?"

He pressed his knuckles against Jiang Xing's lower lip to keep him from making a sound, "It's cute to pretend."

"Why, you really like it?" Jiang Xing thought he had caught Fan Ye's sore spot, and laughed, "Mr. Fan, that's all fake, you won't take it seriously."

Fan Ye's eyes darkened slightly, but although he was teased and laughed at by Jiang Xing, he didn't feel much anger in his heart.

After all, the prey is already curled up in front of him, weak and deceptive, and he can handle it.

"Director Jiang, you'd better not talk about it." Fan Ye rubbed the back of his neck with his canine teeth, "You were in pain at that time."

Jiang Xing remembered that Fan Ye had deliberately sprayed alcohol to trick him, and cursed, "Shut up!"

"Forget, you like people who talk less." Fan Ye suddenly realized, and then he really didn't say a word, and bit the skin again.

Jiang Xing couldn't see and couldn't move, and now even Fan Ye's voice was gone, the feeling of being alone and helpless in the dark made him uneasy, and he began to rely on Fan Ye instinctively, even if he was bitten, he just bit his lip and endured it, just begging Fan Ye To touch him more.

With Fan Ye's insight, how could he not have noticed Jiang Xing's little trick, and immediately softened half of his heart, and kissed the wound tenderly.

It is said that honest people will jump over the wall when they are pushed. Fan Ye's thoughtfulness when he was in the dark was pulled down, but he did not expect that he was also such a strong self, full of possessiveness.

Jiang Xing scratched the palm of his hand and felt pain and discomfort, so Fan Ye managed to squeeze the dark red bow tie beside him into his hand.

His fingers curled up instantly, as if white jade crushed a rose.

Even at this time, Jiang Xing still didn't forget to scold a few words: "Fan Ye, are you a dog?"

Fan Ye was not annoyed, and kissed his earlobe from behind, "Then what are you?"

Jiang Xing stopped talking.

Fan Ye got up to drain the cold water in the bathtub, wiped the sides carefully, and then put the hot water back in.

Jiang Xing let him hold her wearily, without moving.

Fan Ye saw that he was obedient, and he had some mixed thoughts in his heart.It caused Jiang Xing to scold him again.

Fan Ye may have some obsessive-compulsive disorder. After putting Jiang Xing on the bed and wrapping it in a blanket, he actually went back and wiped all the tiles in the bathroom twice, and he couldn't even see any water stains.

When he came out again, Jiang Xing was half asleep and half awake, still holding a corner of the ribbon in his hand.

Fan Ye carefully searched the room, notes, research reports, video disks...

He pried open the drawer and keenly found a small chip in the deepest part, which looked very suspicious.

Jiang Xing's computer has a password.

Fan Ye entered Jiang Xing's birthday and phone number based on the information he saw just now, both of which were wrong.

In the end, by mistake, he lost 1106, his own birthday.

The computer screen flashed, and an arrogant leopard cat squatted in the corner of the screen, with a small dried fish icon in its arms. I don't know what software it is.

Fan Ye didn't move for a long time, he inserted the chip, and a large piece of data popped out.

He hasn't been exposed to high technology for a long time, and he frowned for a while, confused, and forced to look at it line by line, feeling more and more surprised.

This is... all the criminal evidence of the Hein Group in the past 20 years.From murder, smuggling/smuggling to false accounts, and so on.

How could such a fatal weakness be in Jiang Xing's hands, he obviously has no blood relationship with Hein.

No, even blood relatives have no right to keep this information, and Edmund is the best proof.

Fan Ye couldn't think of a reason, so he put the chip in his pocket first, and then clicked on the only small dried fish icon on the desktop.

A video jumped out.

The sky was full of colorful debris and golden splendor, and both sides of the Emperor Star King's Road were surrounded by people who came to welcome the triumphant army.

They jumped excitedly, screamed excitedly, and sprinkled countless petals to the middle of the road.

Jiang Xing shot the video with a camera far away from the crowd, and his field of vision was not good. He couldn't see the leader of the triumphant army at the head, only his...deputy.

Fan Ye was startled.

That was the image of him when he returned to Emperor Star for the first time to receive an award.

At the end of the video, he glanced at Jiang Xing's direction in the video, the sun fell on his face, he was full of victory, and he didn't even notice who he was smiling at.

As soon as the video went black, Fan Ye paused for a long time facing himself on the screen.

Jiang Xing didn't sleep well, shrinking his body insecurely.

Fan Ye walked over and brushed the messy hair falling from the brows of his eyebrows, took the medicine box and came over to clean the wound, from the palms to the back of the neck, and the lower lip.

Jiang Xing felt the pressure of the cotton swab on his lips and muttered, "Don't come."

"Ah."

Fan Ye responded in a low voice, and leaned forward to look at his wound by the faint light of the desk lamp.

Jiang Xing half-closed his eyes and saw him dangling in front of him again, his mind was so sleepy, he wondered for a long time how to make Fan Ye go away, and finally raised his head slightly, and kissed Fan Ye.

That is to say, you have to be extremely sleepy to come up with this stupid trick.

Fan Ye's whole body was stiff, and he didn't recover until Jiang Xing retracted his chin into the blanket, and ran to sit on the sofa as if fleeing.

On the contrary, Jiang Xing was a little sober, and laughed at him hoarsely: "Idiot."

Fan Ye didn't refute anymore, and it took him a long time to calm down a bit, and he took off his coat and went to bed with Jiang Xing.

The other party got into his arms skillfully and hugged his waist tightly, as if the previous gap never existed.

Fan Ye opened his eyes, and his eyes flicked over Jiang Xing's hair again and again.

A low sigh suddenly came from his arms: "You can go tomorrow morning."

"Give over to the king everything you see in the chip."