[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

The original owner of the previous life didn't pay much attention to it on his birthday, at most he received gifts from a few classmates in school. Although there were not many, Huai'an was really happy at that time.

But now, Ye Jin's attitude towards Huai'an is quite different, and it also created a different birthday in the same period——

On Huai'an's birthday, the ghosts hidden in the ground put on their vests and walked up and down in the villa, arranging the venue and decorating the living room, making the whole villa extra festive.

The boy was very happy.

This can be seen from the smile on his face.

Ye Jin sat in the living room, his eyes following the young man's figure. He sat for a while, watching the young man excitedly directing the ghost servants to decorate the house, with a smile on his lips, which was so sweet that it softened the heart.

It was a joy he had never seen before.

Thinking about it carefully, after bringing him here as a child, it was as if I had never cared about him.

Thinking back, the young man felt that his memory of the young man was a bit vague, and what he remembered most was Huai An shivering and curling up in a corner.

At that time, the boy was timid, with a little expectation, like a pussy cat who opened its pads, and meowed, pitifully making people feel distressed.

But today's young man... Ye Jin hides the faint smile in his eyes.

he's good.

Not only his soul but his character.

Whether true or not.

He likes them all.

As the host, the young man took care of the villa very happily. Because of Ye Jin's order, all the ghosts hidden in the villa were hidden, so Huai'an looked all the way, and was surprised to find that all the ghosts in the villa were swept away. And empty.

It was unbelievably clean.

In order to cooperate with Ye Jin, Huai'an invited the students in the class to play together as if the ghost in the villa had never appeared before.

And Ouyang Yuxuan was still unconscious in the hospital because of his serious injuries, so he couldn't come.

In this way, without the keen observation and perception ability of the celestial master, the students have just crawled out of the shadow of the dead, and no one will think about ghost knowledge at the whole banquet, so this time it is also counted. It was very complete.

After seeing off the last guest, the boy happily went upstairs to change his clothes, and took out the gift he had prepared by the way.

He knocked on Ye Jin's door.

The next second, the door opened, revealing the tall young man behind the door. He looked down at the young man who was a head shorter than himself, his gaze was slightly soft.

Huaian pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

His eyes were clear, and he held a square gift box in his hand.

The young man looked up at himself, his eyes were clear, reflecting his figure, lonely, but not lonely.

Ye Jin's gaze deepened, and only he knew the violent storm hidden inside.

The boy couldn't wait to send out the gift in his hand: "Uncle, happy birthday~"

The young man's hand holding the door frame tightened slightly, his brows and eyes slightly raised, he took the gift box, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, you too."

"Happy birthday."

Ye Jin touched Huai An's head, stretched out his hand and led him into his room, and said gently, "I also have a gift for you, you sit on the bed for a while, and I'll be right back."

Huaian didn't doubt that he was there, so he sat obediently by the bed, and seeing Ye Jin looking like he was about to go out, he hurriedly said, "Uncle, don't you want to take it apart and have a look?"

Ye Jin paused slightly: "No need."

The teenager was a little puzzled.

"I will treasure the gift you gave me."

Ye Jin hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly: "I like it very much, no matter what it is, I will like it."

Hearing this, the young man really calmed down, he sat obediently on the edge of the bed, and nodded heavily to him.

So good that it hurts.

Ye Jin's heart softened.

He never thought that there would be such a day that he fell in love with his own appearance.

I never thought that one day, a soul would suddenly break into my world and illuminate my dark world.

He is soft, like pure white cotton wool, soft and lovely.

Ye Jin closed his eyes, thinking of what was about to happen tonight, the corners of his lips slightly curled up.

He had already held the young man in his palm, as long as he was with Huai'an, it would be impossible for him to escape in this lifetime.

The young man said to the young man again: "You close your eyes and wait for me."

"When I say you can open your eyes, you can open them again, okay?"

Huai An hesitated for a second, then nodded heavily.

He closed his eyes, silently counted the numbers, and listened to the sound of the other person's leaving footsteps. The corners of his lips curled slightly when the other party couldn't see him.

In the quiet bedroom, accompanied by a faint musk, the deserted breath lingered in the nostrils.

The boy quietly closed his eyes, sitting on the bed, very cute.

He is waiting for Ye Jin to return.

Sitting in Huai'an was a bit boring, the atmosphere in the room was a bit cold, with a faint musk, like light smoke surrounding his body, enveloping his body.

The boy waited a little uneasy, moved his feet, and when he was propping up the bed and was about to get out of bed, a hand suddenly appeared, breaking the smoky breath lingering around the boy, carrying the familiar coldness.

It was Ye Jin's hand.

He held the boy's wrist propped on the bed.

The young man's fingertips trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes suddenly. Before he could see the appearance of the man in front of him, a big palm suddenly covered his eyes.

Huai'an's slender eyelashes trembled in Ye Jin's palms, making his palms itch slightly.

Ye Jin whispered: "Don't move."

His voice is not the deep and cold tone of the ghost, but the cold and indifferent tone of Ye Jin's adoptive father.

Hearing the familiar voice, Huai'an was puzzled, but not curious. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his voice.

The boy's hand was held, fingers interlocked.

His cheeks were slightly red, he shook his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Is it... Uncle, Uncle?"

"Well, it's me."

Ye Jin moved his head too far, almost unable to suppress the passion in his heart, wanting to be entangled with him to the death.

But no.

He doesn't officially have a living body yet.

The young man led the young man out of the house, and walked towards the study step by step, explaining as he walked, "Hey, I'll take you to get the gift. You close your eyes and don't peek any more."

Huaian really closed his eyes.

The young man's obedience made Ye Jin's heart slightly warm, and he carefully led him out of the villa to a place full of scents of flowers and plants.

Huai'an's eyebrows tightened, and when he was about to open his eyes, a young man's slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly came from his ear.

He said, "No, you can't open your eyes."

Huai'an's restless mood instantly calmed down.

He pursed his lips, letting Ye Jin lead him.

Losing his sight, he was like a helpless duckweed, letting the current carry him away.

Huai'an grasped Ye Jin's hand tightly, couldn't help stretching out the other hand, and at the same time grabbed his wrist holding her, and bit his lower lip.

He was a little flustered: "Uncle, uncle, me, where are we going?"

Ye Jin replied: "Go to a place you like."

His favorite place?

Huaian felt uneasy on his face.

He felt the soil under his feet was slightly damp, he felt the cold night wind sweeping in, whistling over the blue hair on his head, and the smell of grass around his nostrils——

All information points to one place.

That is the back mountain of their villa.

The forbidden area in the back mountain that has been warned countless times not to enter.

The young man swallowed nervously, and grasped the young man's wrist with great force, but to Ye Jin, it was like a cat scratching his hand, slightly itchy but not painful.

"Uncle, uncle, where are we going?"

He asked timidly, and couldn't help but squeeze Ye Jin's hand nervously.

He still kept his eyes closed, and trusted Ye Jin with all his heart.

Ye Jin smiled where the young man couldn't see, bursting out with a lot of fun and joy hidden in the dark eyes - Huai'an's appearance of relying on himself physically and mentally pleased him.

The young man hooked his lips, stopped, and glanced sideways at the young man behind him.

He stood obediently, following his movements, just like his little tail, wherever he went, he followed.

Unique little tail.

Ye Jin frowned: "I'll take you to a place, and that place will be your new home from now on."

The young man was at a loss: "Huh?"

"why?"

The young man didn't explain, instead he picked up the young man on his back, burrowed into the back mountain lightly like the wind, turned left and right, and it took him ten minutes before he managed to reach the entrance of the mausoleum.

Huai An was bored lying behind Ye Jin, and closed his eyes again. Unknowingly, he fell into a drowsy sleep. It was not until he heard the familiar call of the young man that he opened his eyes in bewilderment, and looked up at the mausoleum in front of him.

Looking back, the young man saw that the stairs went from bottom to top, and there was a cellar entrance, and what was connected to the cellar entrance was a huge mausoleum——

Why do you say "huge mausoleum"?

Because the young man with yin and yang eyes clearly saw dozens of officers and soldiers in armor hovering in front of the entrance of the mausoleum in front of him, and there is also a gate that is hundreds of meters high!

In his eyes, those thick yin qi surrounded the surroundings like billowing black qi, creating a spooky phenomenon, and the faint dampness in the air all showed the fact that the mansion in front of him was a mausoleum.

Huai'an suddenly became flustered, and unconsciously grabbed the collar behind Ye Jin's back.

"Uncle, uncle, this is..."

Ye Jin put the young man on the ground, turned his back to Huai'an, and looked up at the slightly dark blood-red plaques in front of him.

On the plaque, the words "Lingwang Mansion" are impressively written.

The young man outlined the arc and changed his tone. It was the familiar coldness and domineering, sweeping like a violent storm.

He turned to face the boy and said with a smile, "This is our new home."

"It will be your new home in the future."

Huaian took a step back in shock.

"You, you...it's you!?"

What can be seen is the young man's incomparably handsome and ingenious appearance.

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