Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

After "carrying" with Yan Xiaoran out of the courtyard, Jing Fansheng was picked up, and Xiao Ranjun's ability to fly into the sky and capture the moon came in handy at this time.He jumped up, and when a pair of white boots touched the ground again, he didn't know which yard he landed in.

The only thing that was certain was that there was no one in the courtyard.

The two rushed into the house, and when Jing Fansheng closed the door with his hand back, he was suddenly pushed hard, and Yan Xiaoran actually pushed him against the door.

Being stung by the exquisitely carved wooden flowers on the door, Jing Fansheng let out a muffled snort, and before turning around, Yan Xiaoran leaned over in vain and pressed him against the door panel with his body.

The other party's solid body was pressed against his back, and a pair of powerful arms were tightly encircling his arms, Jing Fansheng was a little out of breath, but somehow felt that Yan Xiaoran's strength was quite exciting.

But at least he still remembered that Yan Xiaoran's current situation was very wrong.

Jing Fansheng struggled for a while, trying to take out the medicine from his arms, but to no avail, this time he couldn't move his hands at all.

So he had no choice but to say: "Don't make trouble, take the medicine first."

The cold and unique scent that he was used to before suddenly penetrated into his breath, Yan Xiaoran's lips were leaning against his ears, his voice was no longer warm, but was replaced by a deliberately suppressed hoarseness: "Fan Sheng elder brother."

The moist breath sprayed on the thin ear abruptly, and the deep voice exploded in the ear, thinking that Yan Xiaoran's lips would almost stick to his ear now, Jing Fansheng trembled all over, Subconsciously twisted his body.

Since the two of them were too close now, it was fine for him not to move, but as soon as he moved, he noticed that something was wrong with the person behind him.

But Yan Xiaoran seemed completely unaware of the situation below him, he still whispered in Jing Fansheng's ear: "Brother Fansheng..."

Oh shit!What did you suddenly call Brother Fansheng? !Besides, Yan Xiaoran, your bastard is pestering me through so many layers of clothes, so you really don't feel that something is wrong?

Jing Fansheng felt that he must be hugged too tightly, and now he was very hot all over his body.He licked his dry lips and stammered, "Yes, it's me."

Yan Xiaoran acted as if he didn't hear it, and just kept murmuring: "Fansheng, Jing Fansheng."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms tighter and tighter. Jing Fansheng felt it was difficult to breathe. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Yan Xiaoran suddenly lowered his head and bit his neck.

"Fuck!"

As soon as his skin touched the sharp teeth, Jing Fansheng trembled unconsciously again.Yan Xiaoran first gently bit a piece of tender meat on his neck with his teeth, and held it lightly with extreme force, not forgetting that the teeth were grinding, and then there was a continuous sound of sucking.

If a senior man dared to treat him like this in the past, Jing Fansheng felt that he would end him in minutes and then ran to the side to vomit, but now his breath is full of familiar smells, and when he thinks of the person behind him It was Yan Xiaoran, and Jing Fansheng felt that his whole body was weak. If he hadn't been gritting his teeth and standing upright, his legs would have been weak already.

Yan Xiaoran licked for a while, then suddenly bit his shoulder hard through his clothes.

He bit it suddenly and hard, Jing Fansheng cursed again in his heart, and the rippling thoughts just calmed down a little.

It's just that Yan Xiaoran didn't let go after stiffening for a long time, Jing Fansheng couldn't help but let out a soft snort, and the man behind did not bite any more, and even loosened the arm tightly wrapped around him a lot.

Jing Fansheng subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Yan Xiaoran suddenly put his head on his shoulder and said, "Don't move."

The deliberately suppressed voice sounded a little depressed and depressed, Yan Xiaoran said: "Don't look back. I don't want...to let you see my current appearance."

The hot air sprayed on his neck again, and Jing Fansheng did not move. He tentatively said, "Well... you should take the medicine first, right?"

"...Take medicine... Heh, take medicine. Jingqi...Are you despising me?"

"Ah?" Jing Fansheng was a little puzzled, "Why do I dislike you?"

"Brother Fansheng, Fansheng, Jing Fansheng! Why do those people surround you like flies when you show up?! Always, always..."

"I really want to lock you up, just like in the space at the bottom of the lake, so that no one will see it again..." The arms that were originally relaxed were closed again, and Yan Xiaoran's aura seemed to have changed, full of breath. got the chill.

Jing Fansheng: "..."

After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time he heard Yan Xiaoran say such words.Jing Fansheng suddenly thought of Yan Yuan in the past, no matter when he was doing mission hunting banquets or when everyone gathered together to chat and chat, he always stood by himself, keeping a pair of black and white eyes open and silent, not speaking .

Once upon a time, Jing Fansheng, who occasionally noticed him, would think, Yan Yuan is so taciturn and expressionless, I really don't know what he is thinking in his heart?

But at that time, it was just thinking about it, and he didn't care much about this young man.I will notice and care, it is entirely because of Yan Xiaoran's appearance that the lively atmosphere with a large group of monks is always out of place——

It seemed that Yan Xiaoran had never been interested in the topics they talked about.But obviously he has no interest, but this young man is always stubbornly blending in with them, always standing at a distance not too far from him.

Under normal circumstances, the young master of Wuliangjian has always been ceremonial, serious and rigid.If that was what Yan Xiaoran was thinking at that time... he would probably only say this when he couldn't control himself...

"Or I should kill them."

The original cold breath was suddenly mixed with a familiar tyranny, hitting Jing Fansheng's body made him tremble a bit, thinking of Yan Xiaoran who was not recognized by his relatives 15 years ago, Jing Fansheng hurriedly said: "Well, don't get excited... "

"Yes, I should have killed them."

Suddenly there was a sneer or a joyful laugh, Yan Xiaoran who didn't want him to turn his head suddenly pulled Jing Fansheng's body over and said, "You like Bai Yichen? ...Or Xing Qingmo? It’s Bai Yichen, you used to be the best to him.”

Facing those scarlet eyes, Jing Fansheng somehow left the two of them, and Yan Xiaoran's condition worsened.

"What's the use of liking him? If he finds out the secret in you, he will kill you."

Suddenly he raised his hand and tore off the collar, revealing a large chest, and a pendant in the shape of a jade gourd.Jing Fansheng thought to himself that no one noticed anything unusual in the lobby, it was indeed due to the pendant given to him by Yan Xiaoran on the Yuntai of Wuliang Mountain.

His back was stuck to the door, and he didn't have time to talk about it now, so he could only try to appease the other party and said, "I don't like him, I don't like him at all. I used to be nice to you too!"

"Then who do you like?!" The narrow and long phoenix eyes widened in vain, Yan Xiaoran tilted his head, and suddenly rested his head on Jing Fansheng's shoulder, and said in a painful tone: "It's Qin Fengyun, it's Qin Fengyun... ...and you have a baby with her...after what we've done..."

"Huh?" Jing Fansheng's eyes widened slightly.

Because he had an extra son, who was born in the Jedi Valley, and Qin Fengyun didn't know what he was thinking, every time he left the valley, he would deliberately spread some rumors like this, so the world no longer doubted Everyone thought that Eleven was born to him and Qin Fengyun.

It was difficult for Jing Fansheng to reveal his identity when he was away, but after seeing Mr. Xiao Ran, he thought about running away every day, and even more so, he didn't want Yan Xiaoran to know the truth of the matter, so he never opened his mouth to clarify.

But at this juncture, Yan Xiaoran obviously cared about this matter, Jing Fansheng hurriedly said: "No, you misunderstood...Eleventh he..."

"I'm going to kill her now."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Xiaoran stood up suddenly, his red eyes were no longer rational, he suddenly let go, pushed Jing Fansheng and was about to walk out the door.

"Oh?! Why are you going? You should listen to me!"

Knowing that his current strength could never stop Yan Xiaoran, Jing Fansheng made up his mind that he would never let Yan Xiaoran out of this door.He almost hugged Yan Xiaoran's waist, and dragged Yan Xiaoran back with all his strength.

Yan Xiaoran didn't know if it was because he had been hurt before, his memory had grown this time, or he still had a sliver of reason. In short, although the hostility in his body was getting heavier and heavier, he didn't struggle much when Jing Fansheng dragged him back. .

After closing the good red lacquered wooden door again and locking it, Jing Fansheng took a deep breath, pulled Yan Xiaoran's collar and dragged him to the inner room.

Pushing the young man in white, who was taller and taller than him, onto the bed, Jing Fansheng jumped onto the bed himself, and straddled him with his knees apart, pinning him down firmly.Jing Fansheng raised the corners of his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said, "You want to know who I like? Today I will let you see who I like, sir!"

When the four thin lips came into contact, not only Yan Xiaoran, but even Jing Fansheng himself was stunned.

This is the first time in hundreds of years. Impulse overwhelms all rationality. I don't think about love or not, and I don't think about responsibility. I just want to do it very much, and I feel that I should do it without hesitation. , he took the initiative to kiss a person.

No, it should be the second time.It's just that they were both poisoned for the first time.Jing Fansheng thought distractedly.

He froze for a moment like this, and the back of his head was pinned. Yan Xiaoran deepened the kiss without any skill, and it could even be called a bit savage.

After the lips and tongue were completely intersected, Jing Fansheng only felt a "boom" sound in his head, and the feeling of palpitations in the hall before ran out in an instant, and he felt that there were electric currents all over his body. Yes, the urge to touch skin to skin... Even the calming cold fragrance emanating from the other party's body can't suppress it at all.

The situation took a turn for the worse. At some point, Jing Fansheng had changed from lying on Yan Xiaoran's body to being pushed down on the bed. His tongue and lips were numb from the kiss, because he was straddling Yan Xiaoran just now. The posture of the body, Yan Xiaoran is still stuck between his legs at the moment.

The young man was obviously not satisfied with just kissing. He touched his body with both hands indiscriminately, and then kissed him thinly and slowly along his neck, all the way down.

Being pressed head-on by the heavy weight of the young man, this awkward posture caused Jing Fansheng's heart to tremble.

However, when he saw the other party's still blood-red eyes, Jing Fansheng's heart sank, and his rationality returned a lot.

"Oh, stop, stop! Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

The young man who had buried his head in front of his chest reluctantly raised his head, with a look of seven points of ruthlessness and three points of grievance, but he stopped exactly as he said.

Jing Fansheng licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why don't you take a Qingxin pill to calm down first?"

The originally red eyes were suddenly stained with blood again, Yan Xiaoran froze, the temperature around him suddenly dropped a little bit, the young man was stiff and almost crawled from him frame by frame When he woke up, it was obviously an extremely violent breath, but it also seemed to be filled with great sadness.

His originally long and narrow phoenix eyes were all rounded, and his bloodshot eyeballs almost stared out of the window. Looking at his tense body, Yan Xiaoran should be in extreme pain right now.But his voice was very calm, as if he had no emotion at all.

He said: "You really are, don't you despise me?"

The young man's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, they were miserable and desperate, and his originally expressionless face was now full of ferocity.Even though he firmly suppressed the murderous thoughts in his heart, he still slowly raised his hands, lingering and rubbing against Jing Fansheng's neck, as if he was about to strangle him in the next moment.

"In order to hide from me, you even jumped into Luoshui Lake." The young man's voice was so desperate that there was no ripple, "You can even die, how can I keep you?"

Looking at Yan Xiaoran's ferocious and desperate face, he suddenly understood what the young man was feeling when he jumped into Luoshui Lake with him. Jing Fan was stunned, and subconsciously explained: "That's not the case..."

"I knew it." The young man interrupted him, and this was the first time he interrupted him like this: "I knew it, since you brought me back to Chongming Mountain and my spiritual consciousness was injured, no matter whether it is cultivation If I lost it all, or repaired my consciousness by absorbing ghost energy, I am no longer qualified to stand by your side. Jing... Senior Brother."

After saying these words, as if he had exhausted all the strength of the young man, he actually fainted straight away again.

Jing Fansheng: wtf? !