[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The young man was silent for a while, and after cutting out a sentence, he gritted his teeth and sent it.

Ye Jin opened his eyes suddenly, picked up the old mobile phone, and looked down.

"In the end what you want!?"

The young man looked at the exclamation system No. 101, and smiled in a low voice.

"Go on you."

"..."

Ye Jin smiled lowly, the other party seemed to be silent for a long time, and it took a while before he sent a message.

"Can you stop looking for me? I'm not a woman! I'm a man! A man!"

Staring down at the text message on the phone, Ye Jin could almost imagine the young man's face about to collapse, with tears of grievance, softly weeping, pitiful and cute.

Ye Jin rubbed the phone, pressing his cold fingers on the keyboard.

His face was hidden in the shadows, and the corners of his lips were curled up leisurely, and his smile seemed a little weird.

"It's ok."

After three words, he did not wait for the boy's response.

He was not in a hurry, and happily turned his phone to silent, then put it in his suit pocket, stood up slowly, walked gracefully, and walked out of the boy's room step by step.

Ye Jin knocked on the door.

In the room, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Accompanied by the young man's cautious footsteps, Ye Jin felt the youthful aura inside the door.

He took a deep breath, the breath became stronger and stronger as the boy approached, it was the ghost's favorite Yin Qi.

A boy's trembling voice came from inside the door: "Who is it?"

Ye Jin said blankly: "It's me."

The voice is deep and slightly hoarse, it is a mature subwoofer, with inexplicable elegance and extravagance.

The familiar voice made the young man let down his vigilance slightly, carefully opened a slit, saw Ye Jin's figure through the slit, Huai'an was relieved, and opened the door.

"uncle."

The boy stood obediently in front of him, with some hidden fear and relaxation on his face: "Why are you here?"

Ye Jin said indifferently, "Come to make rounds."

Huaian: "Huh?"

The young man looked bewildered.

When Ye Jin lowered his head, he could even see the young man's exposed collarbone, which was incomparably delicate, but unfolded a scorching temptation for no reason.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he calmly said: "You are almost 19 years old this year, let me come and see you."

"By the way, what gift would you like for your 19th birthday next month?"

Huai'an was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

The original body had never celebrated a birthday, because Ye Jin didn't pay attention to it, and the servants at home would not look for trouble, which also caused the boy to forget his birthday.

I don't even remember which day is my birthday, let alone want a birthday present?

Huai'an was a little embarrassed, he carefully raised his eyes to look at the calm and indifferent young man, and said in a low voice, with emotion: "Uncle Ye, so you still remember my birthday..."

Ye Jin: "..."

The youth was silent for a moment.

He doesn't actually remember.

He just came up with an excuse on the spur of the moment.

But I didn't expect such a coincidence.

Ye Jin maintained his aloof reserve, and nodded slightly: "So, what gift do you want?"

He stared at him faintly, his two black eyes were like dark flames at night, and there was a chill in them.

Huai'an felt a little scared unconsciously, he shrank his neck, and said tentatively in a low voice: "Yes, I don't want anything."

"Uncle, Uncle, as long as you choose, I like it."

The young man's heart throbbed.

It was the revived beating of the dead heart, joy and satisfaction came out of his chest, causing his Adam's apple to roll.

He looked down at the boy.

His delicate eyebrows and eyes are very beautiful, and there is still a little mist on his frail face, like lingering water, white and tender, very cute.

Ye Jin stretched out his hand, paused slightly, then slowly landed on Huai'an's head, and rubbed it lightly: "Good boy."

He loves it.

Sending off the deep Ye Jin, Huai'an closed the door, then picked up the smartphone, looked down at the three words "It's okay" sent by the young man, thought for a long time, and sent a paragraph——

"But I do."

In the next second, a message with a sophistical and unpredictable bracket smile came from the other side.

"As a bride, you should obediently wait to get married. :)"

Huaian did not reply.

At this time, he wanted to show that he was a little pitiful and fearful, so he simply dropped his phone, and lazily hiccupped to get ready for bed.

When he was sleeping soundly, he seemed to feel a cold touch lingering around him, accompanied by a gust of cold breath behind his ears, which made him curl up unconsciously, and whimpered twice uncontrollably.

The boy woke up suddenly, and saw the shadow pressing on his body in a trance, which was a group of ghosts.

Huai'an's complexion became extremely pale bit by bit visible to the naked eye.

It was a handsome young man who was so handsome that he held Huai'an high above him, his downcast eyes were like two flaming eyes that almost swallowed the young man up.

Ye Jin lowered his head, bit the young man's lips, and asked him, "Baby, do you like it?"

Huai'an subconsciously wanted to back away in fear, but in the blink of an eye, the young man clasped his hands, lifted his hands up, and pressed him firmly on the bed.

He asked again unhurriedly: "You saw me, baby."

"How do you like it?"

The young man was slightly taken aback.

He seemed to come back to his senses, and suddenly realized that he was asking himself if he liked his appearance, and he was a little flustered.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his soft eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fear filled his heart, his voice trembled and choked with sobs: "I, I..."

"Baby." The young man suddenly stretched out his index finger to cover his lips, and said meaningfully, "You have to figure out how to answer~"

Huai'an paused, like a shivering bird in a violent storm, struggling to spread its wings and want to fly, but the wings were wet because of the water, stumbling and pitiful.

Ye Jin loves his appearance very much.

He touched the boy's chin, raised his head, lowered his head, and looked at him eye to eye: "Think about it, baby."

Young people are used to being strong and don't like to hear bad things.

He turned his head, and heard the clear and hoarse trembling voice of the young man, accompanied by a slight weakness and grievance, surrounding his ears in a low voice.

It was like sweet honey pouring into his heart, and it seemed to be full of thick wine to drown him.

"Like, like..."

Huai An lowered his eyelids, tried not to look at Ye Jin, suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked him: "I, I said, you, can you let me go first?"

Ye Jin raised the corners of his lips: "Good boy."

The familiar sound stunned the young man for a moment, and the next second, he felt the young man's icy body leave. He slept with him, and stretched out his hand to embrace the young man into his arms.

Holding the young man's cold hand, Huai'an heard him pat his back gently, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Huaian closed his eyes.

Probably due to the fatigue caused by the entanglement of ghosts, his clear thoughts quickly fell into chaos, and he fell asleep in a daze, as if he heard the soft sighs and shallow kisses of young people.

He said, "Be good from now on, my bride."

Are you good?

Huai'an opened his eyes in the midst of the chaos, and a faint smile was drawn on the corners of his lips.

In the early morning of the next day, the boy's sleeping profile was illuminated by the hazy sunlight, and he opened his eyes in confusion. His clear eyes were like the sun rising from the sky after a rainy night, and they were lingering and circling with hazy mist, inadvertently catching He caught the gaze of the man next to him.

The young man sat by the bed, looking at him deeply.

Huai An opened his eyes, and saw the young man sitting upright by the bed at first glance, he was startled, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back.

He breathed a sigh of relief after he saw the man's appearance clearly, but then, he was stunned by Ye Jin's actions again.

Ye Jin stretched out his hand to touch his head, and said in a low voice, "Can you feel better?"

Huai'an's face was pale, as pure and flawless as snow, and there was panic in his round eyes. He unconsciously bit his lower lip, like a pitiful little rabbit, very beautiful.

The young man held back the desire to kiss in his heart, and slowly withdrew his hand.

The boy asked him: "Uncle, uncle, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, the housekeeper knocked on the door, like a song from the abyss, light and strange.

"Master, here comes the medicine."

"Bring it in."

The housekeeper who came in looked normal, and respectfully handed over the soup in his hand to Ye Jin, then bowed his head and left respectfully.

Huai'an didn't notice anything strange about the housekeeper, his sense of smell was filled with the strong smell of the soup, it was so full that he almost suffocated.

His face turned pale: "This is...?"

"tonic."

Yang Qi medicine.

Ye Jin said concisely, "You were sick last night."

The boy was stunned for a moment: "Yes, is it?"

He blinked in confusion, innocent as a newborn elk, looking at the young man with round eyes.

Ye Jin blew on the hot soup, and put the spoon by the young man's lips: "Drink it."

As a ghost, it is covered by a layer of human skin during the day, so the ghost energy will not affect Huai'an, but getting close to him at night can easily make the young man lose his yang energy.

Therefore, these decoctions are tonics for nourishing yang and tonifying yang, at least they can eliminate the influence of the ghost aura on him on the young man.

Ye Jin lowered his eyes, looked at the boy's stiff face, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you drink?"

Huai'an turned his face away, avoiding the spoon, and whispered: "Uncle, I, I can drink by myself."

Ye Jin: "..."

The young man's face turned cold. Although he was always expressionless, the keen little white rabbit clearly sensed the air-conditioning coming from the other party's side.

The young man subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly, and the next second, he seemed to think of something, and his body froze slightly.

Presumably, he was afraid of the invisible ghost appearing.

But fortunately, after Huai'an sensed it, the ghost was no longer there. He breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and stretched out his hand to pick up the soup bowl: "Uncle, let me drink it myself."

"No."

Taking a panoramic view of every movement of Huai'an, Ye Jin said unhurriedly: "You have a good rest, uncle will feed you."

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Today is 61 Children's Day.

Although I am no longer a child

But who said we can't celebrate Children's Day! ?

Anyway! ! !Two more!

Today's Children's Day, I wish you all a happy~(づ￣3￣)づ呵呵哒~