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

It was a pure black giant snake, its body was as thick as Jiang Xing's waist, and it had been lurking on the beam of the house since some time ago.

Jiang Xing was bending over to read a book, when suddenly he was bound and dragged up by the hanging snake's tail, his mouth and nose were covered, and he didn't even have a chance to make a sound, watching him getting farther and farther away from Wen Ling.

Snake scales flaring, scraping fine bloodstains.

Smelling the sweetness from Jiang Xing's wound, the giant snake frantically tightened its body, its scales stood up, piercing the skin deeper, Jiang Xing was instantly covered in cuts and bruises, and blood dripped down his fingers.

A thick blanket was spread on the floor of the study, and blood soaked into it silently.Wen Ling turned his back to them, unable to detect any clues.

Jiang Xing wanted to call for help, but the giant snake immediately tightened his muscles, his lungs were squeezed, his lips were unable to open and close, and he couldn't make a sound.

Wen Ling: "Jiang Xing?"

Without a response, he walked out of the study.

Seeing this, the snake on the beam was ecstatic, and the scarlet vertical pupils flashed the excitement and greed of the beast.

The snake head approached Jiang Xing, the cold snake letter licked the wound, the beautiful blood made it squint its eyes, and the snow-white fangs loomed in its mouth.

Jiang Xing's eyes widened, and he watched weakly as the giant snake opened its mouth a little bit, as if considering whether to devour it from the head or the feet.

In the end, it chose Jiang Xing's head, with the big transparent snake mouth skin close at hand.

Jiang Xing wanted to gag when he smelled the snake's foul breath.

The human body made a distorted sound on the verge of collapse.The lack of oxygen made his eyes black and he lost his ability to think.

Why hasn't Wen Ling found out yet...

"boom--"

As soon as the restraints on his limbs were loosened, Jiang Xing fell from the ceiling. He groaned in pain, and his arm seemed to be dislocated.

Snake blood splattered everywhere.

Jiang Xing closed his eyes instinctively, his face was wet, and snake blood spilled all over his body.

He slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the pair of boots in front of him.

Wen Ling kicked away the snake covering Jiang Xing's body and picked him up.

Jiang Xing blinked slowly, and a stern face appeared in his field of vision full of black and white stars.

Seeing Wen Ling's appearance clearly, he instantly relaxed, unable to lean on the other party, and murmured sadly: "Senior."

Wen Ling's eyes were dark, and there was anger on his usually calm face.

Holding Jiang Xing with one hand, he fired several shots at the giant snake, and didn't stop until the magazine ran out.

For the first time, the god of the deep sea made a meaningless act of venting.

To him, killing an opponent was the end, and continuing to attack corpses was a waste of time.

But seeing Jiang Xing covered in scars in his arms, the string called calmness and rationality broke in Wen Ling's mind.

The loud noise of the shooting made Jiang Xing wake up a bit. He pulled La Wenling's clothes, "It's disgusting, let's go."

Wen Ling's anger did not subside because of this, he patted Jiang Xing's back comfortingly, and stepped on the giant snake hard, causing its skeleton to fall apart and bloody.

Jiang Xing covered his mouth and vomited with the fishy smell, and physiological tears flowed down his cheeks.

Wen Ling finally stopped, holding Jiang Xing and leaving the exorcist's room.

Back in the spacious back seat of the car, Wen Ling helped him connect his arms.

Jiang Xing was in excruciating pain, sobbing and grabbing Wen Ling's lapel, "I thought... I was going to die."

Wen Ling remained silent, lifting Jiang Xing's chin, with gloomy and complicated eyes.

He couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to take Jiang Xing to the lair and hide it now, no matter what basilisk or lizard, he would never touch Jiang Xing's finger again.

Wen Ling: "Come home with me."

With Wen Ling by his side, Jiang Xing's heart was filled with grievances. He trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes turned red from crying.

If he was the only one, and the monster was dead, he would only think about how dangerous it was just now.Seeing Wen Ling, he complained unreasonably: "Why, woo, why don't you hurry up..."

Jiang Xing raised his sleeves and brought the bloody wound to Wen Ling, "If you hurry up, I won't be hurt."

If it were someone else, he would probably laugh angrily. It wasn't enough to save him, but he turned around and blamed Wen Ling.

Wen Ling let Jiang Xing willfully push all the mistakes on himself, "Yeah."

"Come back with me, as long as you don't leave, no one can hurt you."

Jiang Xing shook his head slightly: "You want to lock me up?"

Wen Ling thought for a moment, then nodded, "They shouldn't have seen you."

Jiang Xing lost control of his emotions when he heard his indifferent voice, and accused him, "Why?"

Puzzled flashed in Wen Ling's eyes, Jiang Xing in his arms seemed very angry, biting his lower lip and glaring at himself.

Wen Ling frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Does the senior have a partner?" Jiang Xing laughed at himself, "Then why are you telling me this now?"

Jiang Xing said something that Wen Ling couldn't understand, and he became more and more confused.

He thought that Jiang Xing was angry because of the injury, so he stretched out his tentacles to wrap him, "It won't hurt soon."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xing resisted, "I don't want it!"

The tentacles hurt slightly from being scratched by his nails, Wen Ling was not angry, he looked at Jiang Xing's lips that kept opening and closing, suddenly hugged him tightly, and kissed him lightly.

There is no charm, and it is not the way humans express emotions at all.

Jiang Xing froze for a moment and looked at Wen Ling in shock.

Seeing that Jiang Xing finally calmed down, Wen Ling squinted her eyes, kissed him on the lips again, and then separated.

"why are you mad."

Jiang Xing's face suddenly turned pale, and he turned his head away from Wen Ling, "How could you..."

The tentacles scratched Jiang Xing's chin, and Wen Ling repeated, "Why are you angry?"

Jiang Xing: "You don't understand at all..."

His face was bloodless, even though the wound had healed, his skin was getting colder and colder, "Let me go."

Wen Ling hesitated for a moment, then let go of the tentacles.

Jiang Xing immediately climbed into the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and said in a distant tone, "Go back?"

Wen Ling took out the notebook in his arms, which was the complete note he found in the alchemy room after leaving the study.

"go back."

Jiang Xing started the car silently, without giving Wen Ling a chance to change seats.He is tall, so it is naturally impossible for him to slip through the middle of the seat like Jiang Xing.

Wen Ling didn't speak, and Jiang Xing didn't talk to him now, and was embarrassed and silent all the way back.

The car returned to the campsite. Yesterday's guide turned his head away like a ghost when he saw them, but for Jiang Xing's sake, they were allocated a rest area with a great view.

As the sky darkened, a bonfire was lit in the middle of the camp, and tourists gathered around to share food brought from all over the place and chat happily.

The guide led Jiang Xing to the camp and said, "Those tourists have nothing to do, they said they would have a bonfire dance tonight."

"Dance?" Jiang Xingwei asked in surprise, "There's no song or music here, what are you dancing for?"

The guide sneered and put his hands behind his head: "Anyway, they pay, whatever."

He looked at Jiang Xing without any trace, and swallowed silently.

I don't know why, but this little boss looks particularly...soft today.

Instead, they ran in the desert for two days and were covered in dust. They looked like potatoes dug out of the mud, so dirty that they couldn't be seen.But Jiang Xing ran for two days, even though the fatigue lingered between his brows, his whole body was clean and straight.

But under this cleanliness, there is an indescribable feeling that invites people to explore.

The guide has liked the same tough and rude locals since he was a child, and he suddenly met this fair young man from a foreign land last time when he went to the town, and the object of his dreams has changed when he returns.

Jiang Xing is completely different from them, like oriental porcelain left in the desert, delicate and fragile, no matter how reckless the villagers see it, they just want to keep it for themselves and protect it.

Jiang Xing gave the money, but couldn't shirk the two bottles of spirits given by the guide, so he had to accept it, and said with a smile that the other party would ask him to buy a drink next time he went to Hope Town.

The guide nodded solemnly: "The boss keeps his word, I will definitely go."

On the other side, his brother urged him to help, so the guide had no choice but to walk away, not forgetting to wave to Jiang Xing.

Wen Ling looked back and said coldly, "Throw it away."

The smile on Jiang Xing's face faded, "It has nothing to do with you."

Wen Ling frowned and asked in confusion, "What are you thinking?"

"You can figure it out for yourself." Jiang Xing casually dropped a few words and lit the campfire to cook. He sat with his back to Wen Ling, with a distant attitude, which was completely different from yesterday's intimacy.

The gap was too big, and Wen Ling felt a little weird, but the god didn't understand what happened to Jiang Xing, so he could only sit silently and watch the macaroni rolling in the pot.

Jiang Xing only cooked one person’s portion. After cooking, he picked it up and let it dry. He poured out the water and reheated a little corn oil. Poured in the canned tomato meat sauce and stir-fried. Minutes, then pour the macaroni into the sauce.

Wen Ling quietly waited for dinner.

But Jiang Xing didn't even look at him this time, he took a small bite of the bowl and ate it, with the red tomato juice sticking to the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ling moved her fingers slightly, but still didn't speak.

Until Jiang Xing got up to get a tissue, Wen Ling suddenly moved.

Jiang Xing was pulled sideways by the force of his hand, and fell into Wen Ling's arms uncontrollably, and the bowl in his hand fell into the sand.

"you!"

Wen Ling kissed him coldly and softly, her blue eyes were deep and dark.

Jiang Xing's limbs became weak from his sight, and the only resistance he had was to grab his clothes and push him away.

Wen Ling grabbed his hand, and his wide palm completely wrapped Jiang Xing.

A guide in the distance saw this scene, and was so angry that he almost fainted, yelling something cursing.

Jiang Xing blushed slightly, pushed Wen Ling angrily, and said vaguely, "Release."

Wen Ling kissed his lower lip again before letting go, her eyes were quiet.

"why are you mad."

The discussion among the guides became louder and louder. Jiang Xing smashed the jar and buried it on the side of Wen Ling's neck, "Ask the question knowingly."

Wen Ling: "I don't know."

Jiang Xing was almost crushed by his attitude, "Only lovers can kiss."

Wen Ling was still puzzled: "So?"

"Senior obviously has a partner!" Jiang Xing said angrily, his eyes were bright and angry, "Why do you want to..."

"No."

"Varied……"

Wen Ling supported Jiang Xing's back neck, and said word by word: "I don't have a partner."

Jiang Xing said in a daze: "But you clearly said..."

"I didn't say that." Wen Ling said lightly, "It's always been your preconception."

Jiang Xing's face turned red, and finally realized that he had a big oolong, and he was in a cold war with Wen Ling for no reason. He tightened his clothes in embarrassment, and struggled: "Then why don't you just say it!"

"I think...it's very interesting." Wen Ling thought for a moment, and used a human vocabulary that barely fit what he thought at the time.

Looking at the beautiful young man yearning and wronged, thinking that he has a partner, he pitifully hugs him, reluctant to leave.

Jiang Xing stood up from him suddenly, opened the tent and got in.

A young man also stood up among the guides sitting around, and walked towards them aggressively.

Wen Ling glanced at him coldly, got up and said, "Get lost."

The guide rolled up his sleeves and said with a sneer, "You should get out, right? The boss is so arrogant, what did you say?"

He looked up and down at Wen Ling's extraordinarily sophisticated attire in Hope Town, and said sarcastically, "Who knows how many 'good friends' you have in the city."

Wen Ling: "It has nothing to do with you."

The guide said angrily, "You are fucking standing in Hope Town..."

Jiang Xing was annoyed by the quarrel outside, "Stop arguing!"

He opened the tent and came out. He had already taken off his coat. He was wearing Wen Ling's shirt and cropped pants. The shirt was so loose that it covered his buttocks. His two straight calves were shining brightly under the firelight.

The guide was even more passionate when he saw this appearance, and he had to fight Wen Ling.

男凨

Wen Ling didn't even look at him, but asked Jiang Xing, "Where are your clothes?"

"It was all dirty yesterday." Jiang Xing said dissatisfied, "It's not all your fault."

The guide froze when he was gearing up, and said angrily, "Bastard!"

This scolding on Wen Ling was too dramatic, Jiang Xing couldn't help but burst out laughing, the forced coldness on his face melted away, leaving only the spring breeze on his face.

Seeing that he was happy, Wen Ling's dissatisfaction with the guide subsided a little, and the movement of throwing the other party back was restrained, without breaking the other party's bones.

Tango dance music came from the center of the camp, and Jiang Xing was surprised: "They actually brought a stereo?"

He tiptoed to look and found that a tourist had driven his car into the middle of the camp and played music with the door open.

Just now, many tourists noticed the dispute between Wen Ling and the guide, and immediately understood that they were a couple, and they were not afraid of Wen Ling after drinking too much, so they booed and asked them to go to a dance.

Jiang Xing waved his hand in embarrassment, but the tourists at the other end were unwilling to let go, and they flocked up without seeing anyone, pulling Jiang Xing and Wen Ling towards the bonfire.

It was also the first time for Wen Ling to meet such a familiar human being, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

The bonfire danced to illuminate the sky, and someone threw some spices into it, and the spicy and passionate smell ignited the surroundings.

Jiang Xing couldn't get rid of the exaggerated strength of the tourists at all, so he forced a smile and said: "No, it's really not possible."

"Let's dance for a while," a young girl blowing bubble gum smiled ambiguously, "I can see you guys kissing, it's quite a tacit understanding."

"That..." Jiang Xing blushed unbearably, his tone became weaker, and the surrounding immediately booed louder.

Wen Ling didn't understand what he meant, so he just broke free and asked Jiang Xing, "Huh?"

Jiang Xing covered his eyes: "Okay, just jump."

The tourists cheered.

Jiang Xing bowed his head and walked in front of Wen Ling, and said stiffly, "Dance."

Wen Ling: "I won't."

"Me neither." Jiang Xing wrinkled his nose, and shouted to the person in the car, "Switch slowly."

The car owner shrugged, looked at the temperament of the two, and simply chose "Moonlight"

The surroundings instantly quieted down.Only the soft tulle-like music in the speakers flows slowly, enveloping them.

Wen Ling thought about the dance in the university before, and put her hand on Jiang Xing's side.

Jiang Xing said dissatisfied: "Why should I dance the female step?"

Wen Ling: "As you wish."

He took Jiang Xing's right hand and put it on his body, supporting Jiang Xing's shoulder.

It really changed Jiang Xing's male step.

Jiang Xing was embarrassed to look up at him, and retreated to follow the beat.

The tune was very slow, and the tourists didn't want to watch them show off their skills. The two hugged each other awkwardly, spinning slowly between the starry sky and the bonfire.

Wen Ling was quick to learn any skills, but was stepped on several times by the unskilled Jiang Xing, with no emotion on her face, and she was very peaceful.

He didn't look at the bonfire beside him, and he didn't care about the presence of the audience. He just focused all his attention on Jiang Xing.

Look at the ends of his hair and the ends of his eyes that are powdered with his steps.

Jiang Xing held Wen Ling's hand, and the two inconsistent heartbeats seemed to coincide with the soothing music beat.

Wen Ling clung to his ear and said softly, "Why do humans dance?"

He bluntly stated his non-human identity, even though he knew it long ago, Jiang Xing still tightened his fingers.

"Originally for...courtship."

The figures overlapped, and Jiang Xing answered in a low voice.

Wen Ling: "Human beings are no different from animals."

He continued: "But I did not court you."

Jiang Xing gave a soft "tsk", "Shut up if you don't understand."

Wen Ling didn't speak anymore, and only kissed the tip of Jiang Xing's ear when she turned around.He didn't understand why he did this either.

Humans are animals, and gods are nothing more than higher-level animals.

It will also be controlled by emotions, and it will also indulge in strange and unstoppable emotions.

At the end of the song, the satisfied tourists handed the two of them two bottles of beer, and soon threw themselves into more intense dance music.

Strangers or acquaintances kiss and hug each other by the campfire.

Jiang Xing gave the wine to Wen Ling, "There is no ice, you can drink it or not."

After that, he walked to the tent first and sat at the door to watch the tourists dance.

The girl looked at Jiang Xing with burning eyes, took a sip of the spirits, and said to Wen Ling, "I'm so jealous of you."

"You know, we are all struggling creatures in this world." She poked the dancing crowd behind her with her thumb, "but he is not."

Wen Ling didn't look at her.In the distance, Jiang Xing was beating to the dance music, his toes pointing to the ground, just like when they first met.

The girl simply poured all the wine into her mouth, and smiled dizzily: "He is a star in the sky, and he shouldn't have fallen into this world."

"But not only did he come, he was also caught by...you," she said with jealousy in her eyes.

"If I were you, I would put him in front of my eyes every moment, and never let him leave half a step."

Wen Ling said lightly: "I will."

"You don't understand at all!" She cursed in a low voice, "You want to take him away from Hope Town, right? You really don't understand how cruel it is to put a bird in a cage?"

"A person like him shouldn't go to a big city." She firmly said, "Only here can he be free. A cage will destroy his beauty."

Wen Ling looked down at the beer, took a sip from the bottle cap.

Things that are not iced are not as bad as imagined.

After a night of no dreams, the two drove back the next day. When they returned to Hope Town, the sun was setting low again.

The bar was still hung with a closed sign, and the residents who had nowhere to go gathered in front of the grocery store to drink beer and play cards. When they saw Jiang Xing's car, they shouted loudly: "Boss! Open the door!"

Jiang Xing stepped on the brakes and said with a smile: "Take a rest for two days, let's talk."

The wailing of the residents was left behind, Jiang Xing hummed in a good mood, Wen Ling didn't look out the window, and kept his eyes on him.

Jiang Xing: "Have you read the notes?"

"Ah."

"How to say?"

Wen Ling flipped through the old yellowed paper and landed on one page: "He sealed me with the scales of the snake god."

Jiang Xing asked in surprise: "You are so strong and you will be sealed?"

This sounded a bit ironic, Wen Ling said, "I turned part of my body into a human incarnation."

He pointed to himself and the box, "In the box is one of my tentacles."

"So you have an avatar sealed?"

Wen Ling: "You can say that."

Jiang Xing thought farther than him, "Then you will meet other people in other incarnations."

After what happened yesterday, Wen Ling probably sensed that Jiang Xing's words were actually implying that he had another partner, "No."

"Only you," Wen Ling said in a low voice, but the light and fluffy language sounded more believable than the sworn vows, "You are the exception."

Jiang Xing didn't expect to be teased again.Obviously Wen Ling didn't understand anything, but the effect of speaking so bluntly was extraordinary.

His cheeks were hot, and he quickly changed the subject: "How can I break the seal?"

"Find the snake god," Wen Ling said, "kill him."

The car braked strangely, and Jiang Xing said casually, "But where are you going to find him?"

Wen Ling: "Sang De's father died because of the basilisk's family. I can use his bones to find the basilisk's lair."

"You want to investigate step by step?" Jiang Xing frowned, "Will it be dangerous?"

"I'll take care of it."

Thinking of Wen Ling's identity, Jiang Xing stopped persuading him. As soon as he parked the car and opened the door, a gray mop dog ran over and barked excitedly.

"It's you." Jiang Xing said with a smile, threw a biscuit over, the dog jumped up nimbly, put it in his mouth and chewed.

Wen Ling: "Do you want to raise it?"

"It won't let you catch it." Jiang Xing shrugged, "It's so good."

"Do you want to?" Wen Ling's tone was flat, revealing a strong controlling power.

Jiang Xing smiled helplessly: "You are so domineering."

Gouzi understood the conversation between the two, yelled at Wen Ling twice in dissatisfaction, and wagged his tail at Jiang Xing as if complaining.

Jiang Xing went back to the house to put away his things, went downstairs and asked Wen Ling, "Do you want to drink something?"

Wen Ling was sitting at the bar and continued to study the notebook, and said, "You choose."

"Then...absinthe bar?" Jiang Xing randomly took out a bottle of dark green wine from the wine cabinet, "It can inspire inspiration, maybe you will know where to find the snake god after drinking it."

Wen Ling was noncommittal, flipping through a page of notes lightly.

Jiang Xing knocked on the glass and joked, "Don't look at me? It's very disrespectful to the bartender."

The corners of Wen Ling's lips curled slightly, and he closed the note.

Only then was Jiang Xing satisfied, and poured one-third of the absinthe into a short-stemmed glass, placed it on the mouth of the glass with an exquisite hollowed-out shelf, and topped it with a cube of sugar.

"The popular way here is to ignite the sugar cubes and stir them into the wine." Jiang Xingwei explained, "But if you want iced ones, I'll give you another method."

Wen Ling suddenly said: "No."

"what?"

"No ice." Wen Ling looked at Jiang Xing with a calm voice, "Light on the fire."

Jiang Xing was taken aback, his expression was a little loose, "Okay."

He poured some absinthe on the sugar cube and lit it, and the aroma of wine and sugar filled the air.

Stir the melted sugar cubes evenly, and Jiang Xing poured water into the cup, only to see that the dark green wine suddenly turned cloudy white.

He pushed it in front of Wen Ling, and said with a smile, "Go see the snake god."

Wen Ling just took it as a joke, raised his glass and drank it down.

The spicy wine rolled down the esophagus, causing a severe dizziness.Wen Ling frowned, supported her forehead, and broke the wine glass.

He heard Jiang Xing smile: "My cup is very expensive." Then the world fell into darkness.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Xing (handing the moon cake): Here, lotus paste and egg yolk.

Wen Ling: I don't like it.

Jiang Xing: Tsk, fresh meat.

Wen Ling: I don't like it.

Jiang Xing: ...Flowers.

Wen Ling: I don't like it.

Jiang Xing: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Don't eat!

Wen Ling (stretching tentacles): eat.