The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

After the white light of the teleportation array passed, the surrounding scene changed.

Zhou Lang was held in Su Qingchen's arms, until he was rubbed on the head by the other party, then he got his head out of the other party's arms, and turned his head away with a wrinkled face.

Looking around, he found that the two of them were in a bamboo forest.

Not far away is a forest path, paved with cobblestones, with tourists walking in twos and threes.

There is a fence gate at the end of the road. In front of the broken wooden boards are several faded red lacquered characters - Chrysanthemum Viewing Conference.

The artistic conception is quite artistic.

It's a pity that Zhou Lang couldn't appreciate it, and only thought about how to go back.

Seeing Zhou Lang's thoughts, Su Qingchen said: "It is rumored that this realm was created by the owner of Hanxiang Building, and he is independent from the world. Even if you and I walk out of this bamboo forest, it may be difficult to find a way out."

While speaking, he dragged Zhou Lang into the depths of the bamboo forest, and stopped until he could no longer see anyone on the road.

Zhou Lang breathed out through his nostrils to show his dissatisfaction.

"It's my fault that I didn't tell you the mystery contained in the invitation in advance."

Su Qingchen took the initiative to admit his mistake, even though he was not wrong.

Zhou Lang hadn't recovered from his stupid operation just now, and he didn't want to talk to anyone at all.

Although he knew it was his fault.

Anyway, thousands of mistakes are all Su Qingchen's fault.

It's been like this for years.

Therefore, Zhou Lang felt that the people from Tianjimen were right when they called him a white-eyed wolf.

Su Qingchen was helpless and funny: "Don't be angry, it hurts you a lot. If you are really unhappy, you can take it out on me."

He picked up the boy's hand and put it on his face, "Why don't you hit me a few times? Maybe it will make you happy."

Saying that, Su Qingchen took Zhou Lang's hand and patted her face.

Gently, once, again.

Zhou Lang had a sullen face, not going to pay attention to the fool Su Qingchen.

However, after clearly feeling the pampering and flattery in the other party's eyes, the corners of his tense mouth could not be suppressed, and turned up.

Su Qingchen caught Zhou Lang's lips, his expression loosened, he lowered his head, and kissed Zhou Lang's lips, and they left immediately.

Zhou Lang glanced at him.

The little eyes were full of disgust, causing Su Qingchen to kiss him again.

"Can you stop being so hands-on all the time?"

Zhou Lang was even more disgusted.

Su Qingchen changed the subject with familiarity: "After the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party is over, someone will take me back."

While talking, they dragged Zhou Lang to the gate of the fence, each took a wooden stick from the attendant, and began to wander around the garden.

The garden is huge, and different sub-exhibition areas are arranged inside according to the different varieties of chrysanthemums.Pieces of chrysanthemums are planted together, and you can't see the end at a glance.

In the center of the garden is the main exhibition area with the largest area, which collects rare varieties from all over the country. Chrysanthemums of various colors compete with each other and bloom wantonly in autumn.

Zhou Lang, who doesn't like flowers, can't help but be attracted, and even his complexion improved a bit.

Compared with the precious chrysanthemums carefully planted in flower pots in the main exhibition area, Zhou Lang prefers the large flower fields in the sub-exhibition area.What's more, there are obviously fewer visitors in the sub-exhibition area, not as crowded as in the center of the garden.

Interested, Zhou Lang pulled Su Qingchen all the way to drill deep into the flower field.

That happy look, almost rolled in the flower field.

What made Zhou Lang even more satisfied was that in addition to the boundless chrysanthemum field, there were small bridges and flowing water in the garden, rockery waterfalls, lotus pond pavilions... everything that one expects to find.

If you are tired during the tour, there are teahouses and restaurants to rest your feet.

Zhou Lang was having a good time strolling around, completely forgetting his rejection of the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party at the beginning.

Su Qingchen followed him all the way, from time to time, he glanced at the hands they held, and then at the bright young man with shining eyes, the tenderness in his eyes was almost materialized.

They just walked around until dusk, and the two of them just walked through the last chrysanthemum field.

This is a field of wild chrysanthemums, with red, yellow and pink chrysanthemums interlaced.

Zhou Lang stood in the middle of the flower field.

Behind him is the setting sun, and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.

In front of him is an elegant beauty, peerless in white.

"Xiao Lang."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Su Qingchen stopped Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang turned his head, his eyes reflected the red glow, and in the red glow was Su Qingchen's gentle smile.

Holding Zhou Lang's face in his hands, slowly, slowly, he lowered his head.

Su Qingchen said, "I want to kiss you."

As if bewitched, Zhou Lang put his arms around Su Qingchen's neck and raised his head slightly.

Before the lips touched, Su Qingchen said in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, I like you."

Zhou Lang closed his eyes, his ears turned red.

After it was completely dark, lanterns were lit up everywhere.

The two followed the flow of people to the main exhibition area in the center of the garden.

There was a lot of people, and the noise was loud.

Su Qingchen took out a fox head mask from nowhere and put it on for Zhou Lang.

Half of the boy's face was covered, and under the mask, a pair of almond eyes were clear and vivid.

At this moment, the boy's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked in puzzlement, "What is this for?"

Su Qingchen straightened the mask, held Zhou Lang's hand tightly, tilted her head and smiled, and said, "I just blame Xiao Lang for being so good-looking."

Zhou Lang didn't know why, and looked at him in confusion.

Since time travelling, Zhou Lang really hasn't seen his own face much.

Su Qingchen basically did the combing and binding of hair, and Zhou Lang looked in the mirror very few times.

What's more, no matter how flat or smooth the copper mirror is, the reflection effect is much worse than the modern glass silver mirror.Even if he looked in the mirror, he only knew his outline, and didn't even bother to distinguish his appearance from the blurred image.

But Zhou Lang never thought that he would be easy to see where to go.

In his impression, people are visual animals. If he is really good-looking, why would so many people hate him?

Due to various reasons, until now Zhou Lang thinks that he looks ordinary, without the slightest consciousness of being a beautiful boy.

However, facing Zhou Lang's doubts, Su Qingchen just smiled without explaining.

Zhou Lang shrugged and stopped asking.

He frowned and stared at the smiling young man, and suddenly took off his mask, put it on the other side, and at the same time, he did not forget to warn in a vicious voice: "Don't take it off until the end!"

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden crowd of people in front of him, and Zhou Lang, who had just put a mask on Su Qingchen, didn't notice for a moment, and was rushed away by them.

When the crowd dispersed, Zhou Lang looked around, but there was no sign of Su Qingchen.

He pushed aside the crowd, looked left and right, but couldn't find anyone, his anxious eyes were red.

At this moment, Zhou Lang saw a man wearing a fox-head mask, looking at him from a distance under the red lantern in front of him.

The boy's eyes lit up, and all the anxiety and worry in his eyes were replaced by the joy of regaining what was lost.

While bouncing and waving to him, she made her way through the crowd and held the man's hand.

The joy in his eyes hadn't faded away, the boy subconsciously put on a straight face, and said something complaining, "Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time..."

Zhou Lang paused, as if he was being burned, he let go of the man's hand.

The person in front of him wrapped in a black robe was not Su Qingchen.

In an instant, the joy in the eyes was gone.

The corners of the boy's eyes were stained with anxiety again, and he apologized in a muffled voice: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Listening to the voice, there was actually some crying.

Because Zhou Lang was afraid.

He found a very good reason for his concern.

——What if during the separation from him, the main character, Su Qingchen, is taken in by Su Qingchen, is chosen as a destined person, is welcomed into the Hanxiang Building, and has sex with that shitty landlord for a while...

If so, wouldn't he finish it early?

Thinking of this, the knuckles of Zhou Lang's clenched fist turned white.

The man in black in front of him looked at the young man with an aggrieved expression and changing expression with interest, and stretched out his hand.

But there was one person, a man wearing the same mask as him, who was faster than him.