Male Supporters Want to Fall in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Winterson..."

"Winterson?" Miller heard it too, and asked in surprise, "Where is he?"

The silver-haired boy finally opened his eyes, but they were still hazy.

Zhang Ning's consciousness is not fully awake yet. He opened his eyes and saw a girl with black hair and black eyes in front of him. The familiar color made him stunned for a while, and he was a little confused about where he was.

And when he saw the golden progress bar on the girl's head, he woke up: "You are a girl..."

"when--"

The dilapidated dungeon was crumbling again, and a huge boulder fell on the iron railing, making a dizzying sound.

"Be careful!" Miller, who was a knight of light, reacted quickly, and immediately pulled Susie aside.

But Zhang Ning didn't move so alertly, he didn't even have a chance to get up, and subconsciously covered his head.

He curled up, but no gravel fell on him as he expected. Instead, someone pressed on him, and his hands pressed hard on his shoulders.

"You didn't listen to me."

The slightly cool hair fell down on his face, Zhang Ning opened his tightly closed eyes, and he stared blankly at the blond elf supporting himself.

"Have you forgotten our contract?" Winterson's voice was still pleasant, he lowered his voice, and whispered to Zhang Ning almost face to face, his calm voice could not hear any emotion.

But his eyes were undisguisedly crazy, staring closely at the people under him.

Just as he felt Yinlong's extreme uneasiness just now, Zhang Ning also felt the despair and crazy paranoia of the other party because of the signing of the contract.

Looking at Winterson's dark green eyes, Zhang Ning seemed to be sucked in, and opened his mouth uncontrollably: "I haven't forgotten..."

Winterson's eyes became even darker, his handsome face was stained with some blood, and his face was still expressionless.He let go of one hand and pressed it on Zhang Ning's neck. He sighed softly, put his head on Zhang Ning's chin, and said with restraint, "You can't betray me."

The elf's golden hair was intertwined with the silver hair hanging down on the ground. Zhang Ning felt the temperature of Winterson's body and wondered when he had violated the contract.

Then he remembered that not long ago, he clearly heard the blond elf shouting his name, but he still walked towards this side.

Zhang Ning immediately felt guilty. He raised his unpressed hand, touched his head on his chest, followed what the other party said just now, and whispered: "I will not betray you."

As soon as the words fell, he felt a sharp pain in his neck—it was Winterson who bit him hard.

Zhang Ning almost cried out in pain, and the hand that was originally on Winterson's head subconsciously grabbed his platinum-blond hair.And when Winterson raised his face, Zhang Ning looked at the other's exquisite appearance, let go of his hand, and whispered: "It hurts..."

Winterson didn't speak. He straightened up a little bit and stared at Zhang Ning, who was half-dragon and half-human, without saying a word.He still repeatedly recalled that scene in his mind - the silver dragon turned its back to him, raised its claws and walked forward.

He seemed to be abandoned again.

Eyelashes drooping down to cover the emotions in the eyes, Winterson emphasized again: "We signed a contract."

"You are not allowed to betray me."

Zhang Ning has never seen Winterson like this before, depressed, heavy, desperate and restless...

Although he maintained a cold and tense expression, looking down at himself from top to bottom, Zhang Ning felt that he was weak and lost in this way.

He sighed inwardly, and nodded solemnly again.

But before Zhang Ning could say anything, he heard a person in the corner shout the name of the blond elf: "Winterson!"

Miller was surprised enough to see the dragon turned into a human, and finally saw the familiar blond hair shout out in surprise, but when he saw his pointed ears, he began to doubt himself again: "You, you How did your ears become like this..."

Susie looked at Winterson in surprise: "Are you an elf?"

The girl's tone was full of surprise and longing: "So elves still exist?"

No wonder Winterson has a strong light attribute.The race that was once favored by the God of Light has a very high light attribute. Perhaps the Cardinal knew this, so he indulged him so much.

That's why he was able to push himself in every way.

The Bright Knight Commander thought so.

Winterson seemed to realize that there were still two people there. He picked up the saber that had been thrown aside, stood in front of him, and stared at them coldly.He first looked at Susie's iconic long black hair, and then turned his attention to Miller: "Why are you here?"

"..." The flaxen-haired knight was silent for a while, and said with difficulty: "You are missing, shouldn't I come to you?"

He wanted to talk about how he covered for Winterson in the church, but before he could open his mouth, Winterson said: "It just so happens that you are here, Master Bright Knight, quickly perform your duty and go and see those people outside. Followers of the Goddess of Light."

Thinking of those fanatical believers, Zhang Ning quickly looked at Winterson's face: "What happened to those believers? Are you injured?"

Winterson casually wiped off the blood on his face, only then did Zhang Ning realize that there was actually no wound on his face, and it seemed that he was stained with other people's blood.

Only then did he feel relieved. After all, it hurts so much for such a beautiful face as the blond elf to be hurt.

"I'm not hurt." While speaking, Winterson pulled Zhang Ning up and stood behind him. He returned to the bad character Zhang Ning was familiar with, and turned around and said, "Oh, yes."

Winterson glanced back at the embarrassed Knight Commander of Light, smiled politely, and suddenly realized: "I forgot, even you are locked up here."

Miller fell silent.

Zhang Ning's attention was not on these, he stood behind Winterson, his sight was blocked by the opponent's figure, and he could only see the progress bar on Susie's head.

...only 5%.

Winterson noticed the people behind him trying to look over his shoulder, trying to see the two men.He held Zhang Ning's hand tightly and turned him around: "Okay, let's leave here too."

Zhang Ning quickly said: "Wait!"

He looked back towards the ruined dungeon and said, "My gold coins..."

The bag full of gold coins was thrown over the fountain in the confusion.

Winterson seemed very unwilling to go back to the past. He reached out and touched the scales on half of Zhang Ning's face, and said in a low voice, "We'll leave here after we get it."

He didn't intend to go west with Miller at all, but Zhang Ning finally met the real heroine, and her plot speed was only 5%.

Zhang Ning didn't respond to Winterson's words, but instead pulled him out.

But for a while, I don't know what excuse to find to contact the heroine.

Walking out of the houses overturned by the silver dragon, Miller saw the townspeople lying here in disorder on the street near the fountain.He tentatively asked Winterson: "They were all taken by you..."

"No," Winterson immediately denied his thoughts without waiting for him to finish.The blond elf looked at the ground with disgust, "I didn't kill them."

Miller nodded and walked on.

Behind him was Susie with black hair and black eyes. Zhang Ning was still walking beside Winterson when he was suddenly grabbed by the arm: "What are you looking at?"

His voice was very steady, as if he was just asking casually, Zhang Ning retracted his gaze from above Susie's head, and shook his head again and again: "I didn't look at anything."

Winterson didn't believe him, grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't look at her."

Then he turned his head, looked at Zhang Ning with those deep green eyes, and said, "Is she prettier than me?"

Zhang Ning: "..."

In front of this race that symbolizes beauty and elegance, Zhang Ning honestly shook his head.

Only then did Winterson nodded in satisfaction: "I know the habits of the Dragon Clan,"

He said softly, "You can only look at me."

His hair is the first golden light of dawn in the sky, and his eyes are lakes covered by forests, overflowing with fine light, just one glance is enough to make people addicted.

Zhang Ning's face turned red, he covered his face subconsciously, but he felt the cold scales, and was shocked.

Winterson noticed his expression, thought he was worried about it, and asked in a low voice, "Can't you keep your human form completely?"

Zhang Ning closed his eyes and tried it, then shook his head slightly: "I can't."

There is even a pair of silver-white dragon horns on his head, and he doesn't know why. It seems that he has been uncontrollably uneasy and anxious since seeing the angel praying to the goddess.

"It's okay," Winterson looked at him carefully, smiled slightly, and said softly, "It's also very nice."

Just like myself, I can't completely hide the symbols of my race, but everyone can tell at a glance that they are not human race.

The emerald green eyes narrowed happily, and the eyes were pathologically paranoid.

Only he and himself are the outcasts on this continent.

Because of this similarity, they depend on each other and are inseparable.

The author has something to say: I admit it, I am a dog, I like paranoid, crazy and controlling beauties

(If you meet this kind of person in reality, please call the relevant number for help, no matter how good-looking you are, don’t blind your eyes)