Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

"Excuse me, I'll deliver breakfast."

A knock on the door accompanied by a slightly familiar female voice made Mu Zhichan, who was about to fall into a deep sleep, shudder, and suddenly woke up, almost rolling directly off of Yesa.

Yesa grabbed his waist and circled him in his arms, brushed Mu Zhichan's fluffed wings with his hands comfortingly with downcast eyes, stretched out his hands and rubbed his earlobes, and said in a low voice: "Go on to sleep."

Mu Zhichan pressed her aching temple and slowly opened her eyes, finally sat up and said: "... Forget it, if you continue to sleep, you won't be able to sleep at night."

Hearing this, Jesus curled his lips, got up without saying a word and pressed the top of his hair, and then walked around the sofa and bench to the door.

……

Daisu, who was standing outside the door, was breathing nervously. She was thinking about how to talk to Jesus and how the other party would react.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside.

The face that haunted Dai Su's soul suddenly broke into her field of vision.

His temperament is cold and his facial features are profound.

Three pairs of wings stretched out behind him, the tips of the wings fell to the ground, each feather looked extremely white and smooth, making people want to rua just looking at it.

"Your Majesty, I'll bring you breakfast." Daisu quickly retracted her overly hot eyes, but her voice couldn't help softening a bit.

"Just give it to me." Jesus said quietly, and stretched out a knuckle hand to her.

"Shall I send it in for you?" Daisu said again, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"No need." Yesa was unmoved, his silver-gray pupils were cold and empty, like an emotionless machine.

"Okay." Daisu trembled in her heart, pursed her lower lip and handed the tray to Yesa. Before she could say "please take it easy", the door was about to be closed again.

Daisu's eyes flickered, and when her hands were unsteady, she was about to send out the tray that was about to be taken by Yesa, so the red wine in the glass poured directly onto the back of Yesa's hand, smudged a faint red.

The tray fell on the carpet in the corridor, making a few dull sounds.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I was reckless." Dai Su hurriedly took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe it for Jesus, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: the plan is through.

After all, this medicine is not only effective as long as it is taken, but it will also have an effect as long as it touches the skin.

"It's all right, don't send it off anymore, let's leave." Jerusalem said, closing the door neatly.

Daisu stood there for a while, after thinking about it, she still put her ear close to the door, to see if she could hear something so that she could rush in immediately, but the sound insulation in the room was so good that she couldn't hear anything.

……

"Brother? What's the matter?" Mu Zhichan asked when he saw a wine-red stain on the cuff of Yesa's right hand.

"It's nothing, I didn't catch the tray with breakfast, and the red wine on it spilled." Jessa explained in a few words, then turned and walked to a compartment inside, intending to change clothes first.

"Red wine?" Mu Zhichan blinked, and muttered in surprise: "Is the human race's breakfast so strange? There is still red wine..."

However, he wasn't very hungry either, so he didn't take it to heart, and just flipped through the books in front of him while waiting for Jesus.

But after waiting and waiting, he didn't see Jesus coming out of the cubicle, so he asked casually, "Brother, haven't you changed yet?"

"I'll take a shower first." Yesa said in a hoarse voice, clenched his fists where Mu Zhichan couldn't see, obviously trying to hold back something, so that the corners of his eyes turned red.

"Okay." Mu Zhichan replied lazily, lying on the sofa chair with the book in her hands, the corner of her jacket was inadvertently lifted a little, revealing a section of her white waist.

This happened to make Jesus, who was walking towards the bathroom, see that his eyes instantly became as dark as the sea, and his Adam's apple rolled.

In the end, Jesus withdrew his gaze restrainedly and went to the bathroom, stood under the shower and directly pressed the cold water button.

When the icy cold water wet his body, Jesus' expression became more depressed and deep. He quickly thought of the red wine sprinkled on the back of his hand. Love. Medicine.update the fastest

The medicine came with such a ferocious force that Jesus could not suppress it with the strength in his body.

Moreover, the person he loves to the core is right outside the door, and it hasn't been long since they showed their feelings. These various conditions undoubtedly no longer entangle his reason and corrode the iron chain that locks up the beast in his heart.

Cicada...

Mu Zhichan rested her chin on her folded arms, flipping through obscure books boredly, yawning one after another.

At this moment, he heard that the bedroom door seemed to be opened by someone, so he stood up and looked, and saw a poking head

"Daisu? What are you..." Coming in, before Mu Zhichan finished speaking, she saw that the other party seemed to have been greatly frightened, and immediately closed the door with a "bang".

Mu Zhichan frowned and quickly opened the door to look, only to find that the corridor was already empty.

He paused, then leaned back on the sofa with doubts, looked at the open book thoughtfully, thinking it should be Daisu?How the hell did she get in here?Could it be that my brother didn't close the door just now?

Mu Zhichan thought about it for a long time but failed, so she simply gave up and flipped through the books in boredom.

But the strange thing is, he waited and waited, but he didn't see Jesus coming out of the bathroom, he could only hear the rushing of running water, and when he looked at the watch again, almost two hours had passed.

"Brother? Haven't you washed yet?" Mu Zhichan sat up and asked loudly, but she didn't get any response.

His heart sank, and he walked barefoot to the closed door without wearing shoes. Through the frosted glass, he could faintly see the outline of the other party's body, and his ears couldn't help but feel slightly warm.

"Brother? Are you okay?" Mu Zhichan asked again.

"...Well, I'm fine." The voice was extremely hoarse, even with a few traces of forbearance, and Mo Zhichan's heart trembled when he heard it.

"You've been washing for almost two hours? Are you really okay? Is there any sequelae left by the physical defect?" The worry in his heart still overwhelmed the trembling in his heart, and he leaned closer to the door and asked again.

But there was no response from Jesus again.

Mu Zhichan frowned, thinking that her brother would never fail to respond to him for no reason, her gaze was fixed on that blurred figure again, only to find that the other party was not moving at all, her heart tightened.

"Brother! Did you faint!? I'm coming in!" Mu Zhichan immediately turned the handle and pushed the door open.

"Don't come in!" Jesa leaned against the cold marble wall and reprimanded coldly, but it was too late, and Mu Zhichan had already seen his physiological reaction clearly.

Mu Zhichan opened her eyes wide, looked down in astonishment, and swallowed subconsciously.

"Be good, be obedient, and get out." Jessa closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice with his own great willpower, the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white due to too much force.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Mu Zhichan quickly returned to his senses, and his eyes stopped on Yesahong's abnormal cheeks again, his eyes sank slightly.

"The red wine that was sent earlier was drugged, and I accidentally got it on it." Yesa's voice became hoarse, and he turned his face to the side and turned on the cold water a little bit more. The string representing reason was faltering. to crack.

Mu Zhichan thought of Daisu who came in out of nowhere and ran away in a hurry, her face darkened, "Brother..."

"Oh!" A strong attack came, and Yesa directly locked Mu Zhichan's hands and shackled him in front of the wall. At the same time, a thing that frightened him was stuck on his back of the moon. .

"Let's go while I'm still awake." Jesa whispered in his ear, the breath he exhaled was scorching hot, "Otherwise, if you continue to stay here, I can't guarantee that you will wake up tomorrow... ..."

Mu Zhichan looked at Yesa's forbearing face and trembling eyelashes, feeling distressed in her heart.

The two maintained this posture for a long time without speaking, and the strength of the big palms on Mu Zhichan and Shuangyuewan gradually increased.

Mu Zhichan took a deep breath, thinking that anyway, they both understood each other's intentions, so it wouldn't be a big deal if the relationship went any further.

"Brother, if you can't get up...you can't get up." Saying that, Mu Zhichan lowered her eyelids, raised her jaw and kissed the other party's lips.

And this kiss instantly ignited all the hidden things in the air, which can be called a blazing fire.

Mu Zhichan only felt that his whole world was occupied and swallowed up by that beautiful silvery white, and his entire soul was defeated.

He wanted to escape from this terrible control, but there was no escape. He seemed to be locked by something, and his fingertips were covered with sweat.

When Mu Zhichan's back was pressed against the cold body of the birdcage, he smelled the cold fragrance that haunted him in his dreams, it was so strong that it made people feel dizzy.

He was overwhelmed by an experience he had never experienced in his life, and his brain could no longer think at all. His soul could only be manipulated by the other party to toss and turn in the clouds, cooperate, greet, and landed nowhere.

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched and slowed down infinitely, and only the voices of himself and Jesus mixed together could be heard in his ears.

Everything is out of control.

……

The next afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Pale golden light passed through the thick clouds, and lightly and softly sprinkled on the white wings stretched on the bed.

Mu Zhichan slowly opened her eyes and stared at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze, not wanting to move.

He felt himself falling apart.

And it's still kind of bad.

The situation last night was so intense that he almost died, and his brother's physical strength was so good that it was outrageous.

terrible……

This is really scary...

Mu Zhichan was tired and closed her eyes again.

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