Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

Because of the personality of the owner, the luxury room has few items and looks a bit empty. Except for a bed, a table, and a wardrobe, other places seem a bit too desolate.

There are no outsiders here, Xia Lang and Xia Yang are facing each other.

"Sharan, have you played enough?"

Xia Yang looked at him with faint eyebrows: "It's really ugly to make yourself into such a mess."

Xia Lang's heart was agitated, he didn't know what Xia Yang meant, the system couldn't get in touch for a while, and now Xia Ran was just an ordinary person in the world.

——Still an ordinary person without a complete memory.

"Do you know that if I don't pass today, you will die," Xia Yang stared at the person in front of him: "No, or you are already dead."

He took a step forward, and the shadow completely enveloped Xia Ran, and the angle of looking down put great pressure on the person on the bed.

It took Xia Lang a long time to recover from Xia Yang's terrifying eyes. He struggled to get up, and finally sat up against the wall, leaning against the corner to pant, trying to keep himself away from the terrifying Xia Yang.

"So what does my life have to do with you?" His tone was still calm, but his hands tightly pressed against the wall behind revealed his uneasiness.

"It doesn't matter," Xia Yang smiled: "How could I have a relationship with someone who always likes to be a bitch? I should have seen you rotten there, not even a whole body."

Xia Lang clenched his fist slightly and took a deep breath: "Is it useful to say this now?"

Xia Yang smiled again: "Yeah, it's useless."

"We are destined to be tortured for a lifetime." After saying this, he suddenly pulled Xia Ran from the corner of the bed to the middle.

Xia Lang's eyes were unwavering and his face was pale. He let Xia Yang manipulate him like a dummy who would not resist.

Xia Yang's hand landed on his pants, his fingers were slender and cold, he stroked Xia Lang's waist, then he untied his belt and pulled it out.

Sharon finally changed his face.

He grabbed his belt desperately, but Xia Yang pulled it out in the end. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Yang's hand: "Please, please, please, don't!"

As soon as the words fell, the pants were instantly pulled to the knees.

"Madman," Xia Lang looked at him with a trace of fear and fear in his eyes: "We are brothers!!!!"

Xia Yang's smile froze, but he immediately returned to normal: "...so what."

"I'll blow myself up if you take a step forward." Xia Lang gritted his teeth and pulled his pants tightly to prevent Xia Yang from continuing to move: "Are you confident that you can dodge such a short distance?"

He was in a mess, he was bruised, he was exhausted.

But Xia Lang was not afraid of Xia Yang's eyes, and stared straight at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Xia Yang still kept one hand on Xia Lang's pants, and the other grabbed his collar, motionless.

He looked at Sharon, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the hand on the trousers was released, and before Xia Lang could react, the palm clasped his neck from behind and pressed towards Xia Yang.

Xia Yang bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Sharon looked up at him, somewhat unable to believe the sudden kiss.

His fingers ran across his heart, and there was something beeping there.

That's a self-destruct device.

He didn't lie to Xia Yang. When Arthur sent him to the empire, he prepared this last retreat for him. Although threatening Xia Yang now would expose a lot of things, it was better than just being raped by Xia Yang.

But to his surprise, Xia Yang did not act excessively except for a kiss that could be regarded as a taste.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yang finally let him go, and met Xia Lang's cold, somewhat excessive gaze.

In the end, under his gaze, he took two steps back.

"I won't move you." Xia Yang took a step back: "That's fine."

Xia Lang's hands still clenched his clothes tightly, and he didn't relax a bit because of Xia Yang's retreat.

His lips became a little bright red from the kiss just now, and became the only color on his pale face. Xia Yang's mind was a little flustered, but thinking of the stubborn character of the person in front of him, he still gave up the idea of ​​going further.

Xia Yang sighed: "I'll go first, you... have a good rest."

He looked at Xia Ran's still wary eyes, and finally decided to go straight out of the room and closed the door for him.

The sound of closing the door sounded, but Xia Lang didn't let down his vigilance immediately. He sat on the bed for a while, and after making sure that there was no movement, he suddenly turned over and got out of bed, and walked gently to the door like a cat, putting his ear to the door. He was on the door, listening to the movement outside, and after confirming that there was no sound, he took a book from the desk and pushed it against the door. Although he knew it was useless, it would be good to slow down Xia Yang's footsteps of.

After doing all this, he finally returned to bed with peace of mind.

The inability to contact the system made it difficult for him to move forward. Although the game rules stated that such a situation would occur, and no matter how bad it was, he could directly choose to self-destruct, but Xia Lang still felt very uneasy in his heart, and revealed a truly fragile appearance for the first time. .

What he didn't know was that just as he put his ear against the door, there was another person on the opposite side of a door.

Xia Yang leaned his back on the door, and heard the movement inside the door clearly, with his head lowered, showing a somewhat fragile appearance for the first time.

The person inside the door always looked indifferent, so he refused to show any weakness in front of him, because he knew that the person didn't care.

From the first day that person came here, he knew the purpose of that person.

It is very simple to make a person spit out one's true thoughts with the spirit of speech. Even though Arthur and the others have already tampered with Sharon, how can those who have never really experienced the terrifying ability of the spirit of speech really be able to do so? How strong can Xia Yang's ability be?

He had known for a long time that Xia Lang was not his real brother at all, but he dared not say it, he couldn't say it.

He was afraid that once exposed, Sharon would choose to blow himself up.

He has seen countless undercover agents from the Federation over the years. They have different faces, but the only thing in common is that when their identities are exposed, the bombs buried in their hearts will explode. Even Xia Yang treats him helpless.

It was the genetic virus hidden in the deepest part of the blood, the last dignity given to soldiers by the Federation, but it became the shackles that trapped Xia Yang.

He was reluctant.

Xia Lang thought he was afraid that Xia Yang would die with him, but that was not the case at all.

"Father?" The boy with the same indifferent expression as Xia Lang did not know when he walked in front of Xia Yang, followed by a robot carrying food. He turned his back and looked at Xia Yang who was leaning on the door, and said solemnly: "You should go rest."

Xia Yang's physical condition is not very good, and the sequelae of using his abilities a lot is that his body is very weak, but he still holds on and comes over to take a look at Xia Lang.

Xia Yang raised his head and met Xia Xing's eyes. The boy's expression and words were indifferent, as if he was just stating the facts without any subjective emotions.

"Did he also look like you when he was a child?" Xia Yang chuckled, left an unclear sentence, and then lifted his legs and left.

Sharon curled up on the bed, feeling that everything was fucking nonsense and suspicious of life, when there was a knock at the door.

He turned his head to look, and found that the book he was holding against the door suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and then there was a sudden bang on the desk, and the book returned to the shelf.

The next moment, the door was opened.

Xia Xing walked in: "Dad, it's time for you to eat something."

Xia Lang's expression was a little stiff, he was not used to it, why did he suddenly like to be a father, let alone that he was only in his twenties in reality, and he was still a big boy, even now, the system is not available, he doesn't know what to do Get along with this little kid!

Is it cold?Still hot?Or be a good dad?

Looking at the boy's expressionless face, Xia Lang swallowed silently, dispelling his last thoughts.

However, Xia Xing's actions later proved that he was overthinking everything. Xia Xing walked in, as if he hadn't seen Xia Lang on the bed.

"Wait!" Seeing that Xia Xing was about to leave, Xia Lang subconsciously stopped him.

Xia Xing turned around, silently asking what happened in his eyes.

"I..." Xia Lang hesitated to speak, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

"Take good care of your wounds, Dad," Xia Xing said. The boy's footsteps stopped, and some inexplicable emotions appeared in his eyes, which had never been like a child, and finally returned to calm.

The door was closed again, Xia Ran looked at the exquisite dishes in front of him, but he had no appetite at all.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from the ear.

[Ding, data confirmation]

[System, are you back? 】Sharan's eyes lit up【Where have you been? 】

[Sorry host, I went back to the headquarters to search for information about this world and wasted a little time] The system apologized

【So what did you find out】

[Found it] The system says [You can accept a new memory]

Xia Lang closed his eyes, feeling the overwhelming memories flooding in like him, only then did he realize that there are so many things missing in this world line.

[Damn, I played a fake game before! ] After accepting all the memories, Xia Lang opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with disbelief [This is such a painful plot!Which screenwriter wrote it! 】

The system trembled and did not dare to speak, and did not dare to tell the host that this was a plot that was forcibly modified by a certain president.

[But in this way, everything is easy to talk about] Xia Lang regained his energy in an instant. Although he was afraid of being watched, he still had a calm expression on his face, but the weight in his heart was still put down, but there was one thing that he was very confused about.

[Why does Xia Yang have such a high affection for me? 】