Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Fengxiuyue, as usual, is quietly waiting for someone's news after he has cleaned up.

But this time, unlike previous calls, the youth sent a video call.

A struggling mood flashed in the man's eyes. He looked at the mobile phone screen calmly, and suddenly clenched his hands into fists and smashed them on his legs.

Lin Jinan, who saw this scene in the surveillance, had red eyes.

He asked the system, "shouldn't I call him on video?"

"Mr. Lin, don't be too upset." The system is dry comforting. It has many comforting sentences in its database, but it doesn't want to read them. That would be very insincere.

Lin Jinan listened to the beep waiting to be connected, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "I don't want to force him."

As he said this, he pressed the hang up button.

Man's voice but suddenly spread out the headset, mixed with a trace of disordered breath, "Lin Jinan."

On the screen, an excessively delicate, like an elf's face, takes all Lin Jinan's mind away.

Feng Xiuyue's face is the type of man and woman killing each other. Such a person is like the moonlight in the night, reflected on the water mirror and broken when touched.

beautiful, but also fragile, people want to protect him well.

If the United States has a standard, in Lin Jinan's mind, fengxiuyue is the answer that is filled in the horizontal line.

Lin Jinan smiles at the man. He pretends to be wronged and says, "I thought you didn't want to video with me."

Feng Xiuyue stayed at home for a long time. He had little experience in communicating with others, so he was reticent.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Although men don't like to talk much, Lin Jinan likes it very much.

"Yueyue, you told me my first name, but not my last name." Lin Jinan suddenly wanted to tease the man. He changed a comfortable posture for himself, and looked at the screen without blinking.

Feng Xiuyue's facial expression has a moment of uneasiness, good-looking lips slightly open, "Chen."

Lin Jinan almost choked by saliva. Good, Feng Xiuyue lied and was still in front of him.

"Chen Xiuyue? That's a nice name Lin Jinan laughed a few times, his eyes never moved from the man's face.

Feng Xiuyue was really stiff because of his words.

Lin Jinan stopped when he saw that he was good. After a while of mischief, he shifted the topic to another place.

"Does the moon have abdominal muscles?" Lin Jinan blinked his eyes. He was very strange.

Feng Xiuyue looks at the youth in the video, with a simple and innocent child's face, and his every move exudes a pure flavor.

People in a lie, and then tell a second lie, it becomes a lot easier.

"Tong Ge, Yueyue is very dishonest. He began to lie again." Lin Jinan peeked at a man taking a bath in the surveillance room. He only saw that his belly was white, as for his abdominal muscles

Nine to one, afraid is not counted!

The tone of the young man became pathetic. He turned the camera upside down and moved it down.

Lin was wearing a loose bathrobe, and he used his fingers to lift the belt around his waist.

As he moved, the neckline of the robe opened more than half, and slid down to the arms and hung loosely.

Feng Xiuyue's eyes seem to be unable to move. The waist in the video is white and thin, and the round and small navel is very cute.

A thin white palm gently put on the top, the red fingertip touched the white skin, that thin waist, unexpectedly unconscious of the light tremor.