What bad thoughts does the Reaper have? [Transmigration Book]

Zhan Yi and the eldest prince frightened Jiang Wei more vigorously than the violence/chaos of the Three Realms.

He didn't even know how he walked home. When he came back to his senses, he had already fed the dining table and the bench one bite at a time with the spoon, but he didn't feed it into the mouth of the black cub.

Jiang Wei looked at Er Zai's big eyes that were ignorant and not angry, and avoided guiltily. He was an incompetent father, and he actually let Er Zai see what he shouldn't have seen at his age.

Feeling ashamed, he fed the black cub in a trance, and stood at the door of the bathroom in a daze, watching the little black sesame balls enjoying themselves in the water basin, but his mind was full of things that seemed to be happening during the day. A flat-bottomed thunderous scene.

For a whole day, his mind was filled with the two questions of "how could this be" and "why could this be?" over and over again.

Jiang Wei had lived for 15 years, and after being hit by the two of them, he realized after a while that he had never been attracted to any girl.

When his parents were still there, Jiang Wei only thought about how to escape the eyes of his husband and guards and slip out to play, wishing to turn the deep sea upside down and disturb the surrounding nine lakes and ten seas without a moment of peace.

For nearly 5 years, he ran back and forth between the human world, the deep sea, and the sky in three days. Apart from disliking the underworld for being too dark, he dared to say that there were very few things in the world that he hadn't seen, let alone none that he hadn't played with. son passed.

Prince Long has never been short of companions, and girls naturally have them too, and they are not much worse than himself.

A group of scourges who are afraid of chaos in the world are together and only want to make troubles. The relationship between each other's best buddies is as pure as a piece of paper, how could they touch hands.

The more Jiang Wei thinks back, the more he realizes that something is wrong. There are so many girls coming and going around him, why is it that he has no one to fall in love with?

I am curious about everything and must find out, why do I only bypass this area?

Jiang Wei couldn't figure it out. After all, he was different from before, so he couldn't get an answer.

Thinking day and night, he was affected and did not sleep well that night.

In the first half of the night, he was rambling and dreaming unimaginable dreams.

Hei Zai dreamed that he was about to gnaw his own foot, he gnawed off half of the blood and smiled innocently at himself.

I also dreamed that the black cub was getting bigger and bigger, so fat that it floated up like a huge black ball, couldn't get down in the air, and was still yelling for dad and dad, but he himself could only jump around anxiously on the ground, reaching out desperately enough No cubs.

Jiang Wei, who frowned and looked anxious, shrank in the quilt tightly, shivering for no reason.

The black cub in his arms had a low-grade fever for no reason, and the expression on his face was wrinkled and angry for a while, and then he was very satisfied after a while, with a look of desperation for eating delicious food.

Jiang Wei's dream in the middle of the night changed, and he saw the cold-faced black-robed Grim Reaper again.

The god of death stood on one side and enveloped him, unable to see the whole face clearly, only his mouth and chin exposed by the hood, and the silver hair on his chest hanging down to the ground.

Seemingly seeing Jiang Wei's expression on the opposite side, a smile suddenly appeared on his mouth that was pursed into a straight line.

The room was very warm, and Jiang Wei felt a little hot and dry for no reason.

The sense of the God of Death's presence was too strong, Jiang Wei's sensory organs seemed to be amplified a hundred times, and his every move was so clear.

He wanted to escape from here, but he couldn't bear it.

There were plenty of candles around, and they surrounded the two of them warmly. Jiang Wei felt that the god of death looked at him not as coldly as before, and even the cold and hard body lines were softened a lot under the warm yellow halo.

The hood on his head was taken off at some point, and even the masked left face was presented to him unreservedly.

Jiang Wei had the courage to take a second look. He had seen a lot of good-looking faces, but he had never looked like Chu Ming. He had completely followed the perfect handsome face he had imagined, and he couldn't find any faults. Such a result cannot be achieved.

Chu Ming's dark red pupils imprinted on Jiang Wei with flushed cheeks, and he took two steps forward with his legs, wanting to see Jiang Wei's figure more clearly in his eyes.

I want to imprint it in my heart through my pupils——his Apex Dragon.

Jiang Wei could only hear his breathing becoming more and more rapid, and the defense line in his heart was thrown away, and when he was touched by the soft but implying turbulent eyes, it crackled and burned.

The restless/moving impulse in the body tears up the so-called shyness, indulges the consciousness to sink, he obeys the arrangement of desire/desire, and follows the guidance of the heart.

A pair of Jiang Wei's light-white hands were raised from the blue-white cuffs, and the fingertips were slowly hooked forward by the candlelight.

"Click", the black buckle with the golden incantation was untied.

The originally very soft voice is particularly obvious in such a quiet atmosphere, overshadowing the thunderous heartbeat, and the soul is boiling hot.

The tips of the white ears were dripping red, the ends of the blue eyes were dripping with tears, and the slightly parted red lips were whispering.

At night, a rose quietly blooms with dewdrops in it.

……

……

"Huh—" Jiang Wei sat up straight with a carp.

The glare of the sun came in through the gaps in the curtains, hitting the trembling chest that was sweating thinly, and the blood all over the body kept rushing to the top of the head, and the restlessness/movement clamored to force Jiang Wei to bow his head.

He stared blankly between his legs.

Why is there such a real scene?

It's clearly the end of autumn now!

"Slap." Jiang Wei slapped hard on the forehead, how could this happen?

And it's still with...

"Ahhhhhhh..." Jiang Wei slammed back on the bed, his hair was scattered all over the place, the salted fish was lying dead, and three large characters hung in his eyes dullly—why!

Did you make a mistake? !

Why would it be him?

What happened to him?

All the information about this cold-faced Hades is in his sleep. Apart from this, he can't remember any connection between the two of them in reality. They are obviously indistinguishable identities, and they are not in the same system. .

Moreover, some scenes appeared intermittently in this dream over and over again. Could it be that at night, my soul ran to the house of the god of death?

"No way." Jiang Wei denied to himself, he had never encountered such a strange thing, and he had never heard of Death before.

He came here after sleeping in the giant tree for another 10 years for no reason, and he didn't have the conditions to know this fairy.

"But... this kind of thing is really self-taught, tsk tsk tsk..." Jiang Wei was stunned. He suspected that there was something wrong with him yesterday, but today he proved by himself that the anxiety last night was pure nonsense—his body and mind are not good enough. don't have any questions.

"Tsk." Jiang Wei rubbed his chin with his fingers, still a little concerned about the object of his (Chun) dream, how could he be with such a god, but naturally skipped the most tangled question—why did he (Chun) Dream is with a man?

Hei Zai beside him opened his eyes sleepily, rolled two times towards Jiang Wei, put his small head in his palm consciously, his eyelids fluttered twice and closed again, and the tips of his ears were slightly rolled up against his wrist, without a trace. Wake up sticky dad to continue.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?" Hei Zai pulled Jiang Wei's attention away, and when he lowered his head to kiss it, the explosive scene from last night flashed before his eyes.

This mouth... I can't kiss anymore.

"Gulu." Jiang Wei swallowed, and quietly pulled Hei Zai's quilt over it.

"Baby, you continue to sleep, Dad will make you breakfast." Jiang Wei said in a low voice, and took away his right hand bit by bit to get out of bed, and the next second his wrist was hugged by the chubby hand again.

The black cub sat up covered in a small white goose feather quilt, and pulled Jiang Wei's arm in aggrieved manner, leaning his head to sleep in his hands, his ears hanging down, and the whole cub said "tired" in capitals.

"What's wrong with the baby? Is there something wrong?" Jiang Wei found that something was wrong with Hei Zai. Before, he was woken up every time by the lively Hei Zai, but today he looked sick and listless.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Tell Dad what's wrong with you?" Jiang Wei posted and tried the temperature, it was still as cold as before, and the heart rate was normal.

Hei Zai rubbed against his arm and shook his head, not uncomfortable, but very tired, as exhausted as if he was pulled up and ran around the earth ten times without sleep all night.

"Then you continue to sleep for a while?"

Hei Zai nodded and kept sticking to him.

Jiang Wei was very annoyed by his state of being in a hurry. The son was obviously uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do, what he could do to help him, and he couldn't find anything to vent his anger on if he wanted to lose his temper.

Hei Zai squirmed and crawled into his arms, pulled his right hand over his head, hugged his fingers with his chubby hands, looked at Jiang Wei twice and closed his eyes.

Jiang Wei didn't dare to move, and watched it sleep.

After a while, Jiang Wei also fell asleep leaning on the upright pillow.The black cub in his arms rolled its eyes and moved its ears to feel his presence before continuing to sleep.

The father and son slept until they were hungry and didn't get up. They didn't have time to cook. Jiang Wei asked the restaurant where they ate last time to deliver the meal.

Hei Zai didn't wake up, and when Jiang Wei woke him up, he lost his temper. He broke his hand and pushed into his arms. If he moved again, Hei Zai would shed tears for him.

Jiang Wei coaxed it to eat two mouthfuls, seeing how sleepy it was, he couldn't bear to wake it up again.

Letting it sleep in his arms, Jiang Wei took the optical brain to practice drawing.

After a while, a message popped up: [Are you actually online? ]

Jiang Wei replied to him under Gina's instructions: [Am I that stupid? ]

He is usually just too lazy to go online, and no one else bothers him except Zhanyi.

- Zhanyi: [Are you okay recently?Usually do not go out less. ]

-Jiang Wei: [It's okay, I'm not allowed to go out because it's not peaceful outside? ]

Jiang Wei before would never have imagined that one day he would not go out for many days in a row because he loved going out so much.

- Zhanyi: [I haven't had a peaceful life, by the way, you must help me with a favor. ]

Just as Jiang Wei wanted to ask him what he was doing, there was already a knock on the door downstairs.

Zhanyi's news came again: [Looks like the time has come. ]

[I have something to do with Wells and I have to go out for a few days, please help us take care of Ryan. ]

Jiang Wei: "???"