When the protagonist of an abused novel penetrates into a sweet essay

Zhong Quan took advantage of the heat and sent someone to tidy up some of Hao Le's clothes, and simply bought the rest.

Pairs of toothbrushes, mugs, slippers, and pairs of pajamas.

Hao Le stood at the door of the master bedroom with a flushed face, and refused righteously: "I sleep in the guest room."

This made it a pity for Zhong Quan, who worked hard to clean the master bedroom and changed the quilt cover and bed sheet - for the celebration, he specially changed it to a bright red color, with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the quilt was covered with rose petals. There is a faint pleasant smell of perfume.

Hao Le carried his luggage and hurriedly opened the door of the next room.

The guest room is obviously much more normal, the sheets and quilts are as green as early spring, and there are a few small pots of succulents under the window sill.

Zhong Quan smiled and leaned against the door frame, looking at Hao Le's red ears, he couldn't help but want to pinch them.However, after being interrupted by Xiao Shan before, Hao Le avoided him on purpose, probably because he was too shy, and the two of them hadn't been together for a long time, and Zhong Quan didn't want to appear too eager to scare the other party.

Even Zhong Quan himself didn't expect that he would care so much about Hao Le—at first, he just had a strong obsession, wanting to snatch this person over and prevent Zhan Nan from having any chance; He kept circling around Hao Le, unable to think about other things at all, especially after seeing the birthmark, the crazy thoughts in his mind almost made him lose his mind.

I want to hide and protect the other party, so that no one will find out, and I can't lose him...

The taste of kissing hit my heart again, making people eager to try. Zhong Quan resisted the impulse and asked Hao Le to pack his luggage first and take a rest. He then turned and went back to the basement, and put the chip back in the safe.

Returning rationally, he also felt that what he did just now was a bit risky, but luckily Hao Le firmly stopped him.

The experiment will continue, and this time the risk can be increased a little. Zhong Quan called Zhu Li, his confidant assistant in the company.

"Convene a general meeting of shareholders," Zhong Quan said, "I can show them the previous plan for the new gameplay."

Zhu Li obeyed Zhong Quan's words, and immediately agreed without even asking a few more questions.

After finishing all this, Zhong Quan turned on the computer and processed the company emails for a while - the new points for this month have been refreshed, he and Zhan Nan are still far ahead in the orange title, and there are new players who have crossed the threshold of the orange title and are eligible Get cash rewards.

The point system is connected to the player's sports strap, and the player's physical data can be collected in time.At the same time, the point system is connected with the reward system. Once a certain achievement is achieved, the reward will be issued automatically.

Zhong Quan looked at this month's points for a while, and took a look at the profiles of several players with excellent data--except for Zhang Xingnan, most of the other top ten players were not easy to provoke.

There are prisoners released from prison, there are violent-masochists with a strong curiosity, there are also schizophrenic patients, etc...

It is a social consensus that those who can get a lot of points in the "real game" are either abnormal or insane.

As for Zhong Quan and Zhan Nan, because they are the management of the game, they are basically regarded as cheaters.

Zhong Quan screened the top ten players, selected five of them, and sent the information to Zhu Li.

"For the new gameplay, let these five people give priority to internal testing."

Zhu Li replied immediately: "Understood."

Zhong Quan turned his attention to the name of Zhan Nan who was chasing after him. Zhan Nan did not participate in the game this month, and his points were not moved. Although he was far ahead of the others, Zhong Quan opened up a gap of several hundred points.

Zhong Quan tapped the mouse lightly with his fingers, and finally closed the interface, sat in the chair with his fingers crossed against his chin, squinting his eyes slightly, looking a little dangerous.

The lights in the room were not turned on, it was already evening, and the setting sun cast a soft orange-gold light on the window edge.

As if a filter had been applied, the whole study seemed to be drawn into an oil painting, and even the flow of air became slower.

Footsteps could be heard in the corridor. With a little caution, Zhong Quan turned his chair and squinted at Hao Le who knocked on the door.

Hao Le changed into his home clothes, stepped on the pair of slippers, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Did I bother you?"

"No." Zhong Quan's heart calmed down, he looked at the man intently for a while, then stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Hao Le looked at the man sitting in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his heart beat faster for a moment.He secretly cursed himself for not being up to date, and walked over slowly, but before he could find a chair to sit down, Zhong Quan pulled him into his arms and sat on his lap.

Hao Le suddenly felt ashamed, and put her hands on the man's generous shoulders: "Put me down!"

Zhong Quan rubbed his neck: "I haven't seen you for a while, it feels like a lifetime."

Hao Le: "..."

Hao Le laughed angrily: "You can exaggerate even more."

"I'm serious." Zhong Quan looked into Hao Le's eyes seriously, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you will disappear suddenly."

Hao Le sighed and rubbed Zhong Quan's big head: "Your persecution paranoia is a bit serious, listen to me, cherish life, and play properly."

Zhong Quan laughed, he likes to watch Hao Le talk to him, chatting nonsense with each other.This made him feel familiar and nostalgic, a certain string in his heart was relaxed, and he swayed slowly with the smile on the corner of Hao Le's mouth.

He stretched out his hand to grab Hao Le's palm, causing the man to smile and avoid him, so he couldn't help but kissed him. The kiss fell on the man's chin, and Hao Le's movements suddenly stopped.

Zhong Quan seemed to be tasting some delicious food, bit his jaw slowly, and then licked it gently.With the man's breathing, the itchy feeling climbed up Hao Le's neck little by little, and then crawled behind his ears. Hao Le wanted to escape, but was firmly restrained by Zhong Quan.

"Don't move." Zhong Quan's voice was deep and magnetic, and his chest shook slightly, "I don't want to scare you, but I can't help it. Give me a little sweetness, huh?"

Hao Le: "..." Do you have to say it so affectionately to take advantage of it? !

Hao Le grabbed Zhong Quan's short hair with a very embarrassed expression, but Zhong Quan was amused by him, pecked and kissed the man's mouth, and said against Hao Le's forehead: "Okay, I won't tease you if you don't like it." is you."

Hao Le muttered: "I didn't say I didn't like it."

"Huh?" The corners of someone's mouth curled up.

Hao Le's ears were red, and he stopped talking.

The two stayed in the study for a long time, but Zhong Quan didn't make any more moves.The strange thing is, just hugging and snuggling each other like this, the emptiness in my heart seems to be filled.It was as if he had sunbathed enough in the afternoon, his whole body was lazy but satisfied.

Hao Le listened to Zhong Quan talking slowly: about the company, about his childhood, about those fragmentary dreams, and the excitement when he saw him.

Hao Le suddenly said, "Why can you and Xiao Shan hear that voice, but I can't?"

Zhong Quan shook his head, he was not very clear.

Hao Le was a little depressed: "I haven't gotten rid of its control yet? Have I succumbed to fate?"

"Of course not." Zhong Quan hugged him and patted him as if coaxing a child, "Maybe it's just that the timing didn't come."

"opportunity?"

"Xiao Shan and I both discovered its existence after being stimulated." Zhong Quan said, "Maybe this is one of the reasons."

Hao Le was thoughtful, and then said after a while: "If what we did was really in a book, would your chip be useful? We...were not written? The structure of this world Isn't it also designed?"

What power is greater than the creator's will?

Zhong Quan is actually not sure, but he has to do it, and he can't compromise.

"Okay, let's try again."

Hao Le glanced at Zhong Quan's resolute expression: "You are really amazing..."

"Ok?"

"Although you feel that you were controlled before,... no matter what controls you or not, you always keep going forward, and you never think about stopping."

"This is the first time you have praised me." Zhong Quan laughed triumphantly, "I have to record it, can you say it again?"

Hao Le laughed immediately, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't make trouble!"

That night, Hao Le slept alone in the guest room—although Zhong Quan insisted on cultivating a relationship with him, hoping to read him a bedtime story, Hao Le drove him out of the room with a suppressed smile.

Outside the window, the moon is shining brightly and the stars are few. Tomorrow should be a fine weather. After a whole day of ups and downs, Hao Le gradually calmed down, and finally he was able to think about the words of Zhong Quan and Xiao Shan alone.

According to them, the protagonists of this book are themselves and Zhan Nan.If this is the case, then he should have a good impression of Zhan Nan - in fact, he did have a good impression of Zhan Nan before, and even misunderstood that Zhan Nan had the same feelings for himself.

But after discovering that Zhan Nan had "someone to associate with", he immediately gave up this thought. Although he felt a little regretful, he was quickly attracted by Zhong Quan's full attention.

If according to Xiao Shan's words, their behavior and thoughts are all set, then why didn't he develop according to the meaning of the plot at all?

Hao Le couldn't figure this out.

It is also a little strange that if the protagonist is set to be him and Zhan Nan, then why is the "birthmark" that seems to be a pair with him on Zhong Quan's body?

The more Hao Le thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it. He covered his head with the quilt and rolled silently on the bed.It's a pity that he has been doing social research for half his life, but now he is involved in weird events that cannot be understood by common sense.

He dug out all the books and histories he had studied from his mind one by one, but he couldn't find a suitable answer at all.

What bothered him even more was that he had never heard the so-called voice of "God".

This sleep was very restless, and when he woke up the next day, Zhong Quan had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for him.

Zhong Quan is tall, handsome and handsome, with a tough face, a high nose, and deep eyebrows——his eyes are always unconsciously sinister and powerful, which makes people feel that he is not easy to provoke.

But at this moment, this unprovoked man was wearing an apron, holding a spatula in one hand and carrying a plate in the other, and was bringing a soft fried egg to the table.

"I made a fruit tart." Zhong Quan lifted a small pink gauze cover on the table. Underneath was a fruit tart made with custard sauce and cream. There were apples, pineapples and pears, and blueberries were sprinkled in the middle, which looked very fresh tasty.

Hao Le's stomach gurgled suddenly, and he covered his stomach in embarrassment.

Zhong Quan smiled and said, "After washing up, let's eat."