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

The heartbeat was deafening, thumping, thumping.

Zhou Lang's pupils contracted, and he stared at the green gauze curtain above his head without blinking, his eyes did not have the hazy look of a Fang Xingren.

Zhou Lang remembered everything that happened in the illusion just now, clearly.

It was precisely because he remembered too clearly that Zhou Lang couldn't accept it for a while.

Is the carefree world he always thought was a huge mystery?

"Xiao Lang, you're awake, how do you feel?"

A gentle voice sounded from the side, and then, a hand as white as jade appeared in the field of vision and reached out to him.

It was Su Qingchen's voice, and it was Su Qingchen's hand.

Realizing this, action preceded thinking, Zhou Lang tilted his head, avoiding Su Qingchen's hand.

In the field of vision, Su Qingchen's hand obviously paused.

Then, a shadow fell, Su Qingchen leaned over, and faced Zhou Lang face to face, as if worried: "Xiao Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Different from the soft tone when he spoke, his face carried an oppressive shadow.

Zhou Lang closed his eyes.

When exactly did Su Qingchen come in, why is there no sound at all?

Or was he always guarding by the bed, but he was so engrossed in recalling the previous illusion that he failed to notice the existence of the other party?

Zhou Lang didn't know which of the above possibilities it was.

He only knew that no matter what the situation was, the meaning behind it was the same, that is, he was too used to approaching Su Qingchen.

This is very bad, because it means that if Su Qingchen suddenly strikes at him in the future, he may die under the opponent's sword before he can react...

"Xiao Lang, what are you thinking?" Su Qingchen whispered in his ear with warm breath, "Why do you hide from me, don't even look at me?"

He lay sideways on the bed, got into the bed, and wrapped his arms around Zhou Lang's waist, with a faint grievance in his voice, "The one called Fleeting Years is too annoying, I took a lot of effort to kill his avatar , finally broke the enchantment he set up to find you, why are you so indifferent to me?"

Zhou Lang didn't want to talk to him.

Puzzling things happened one after another, Zhou Lang's mind was very chaotic.

Just the matter of what was hidden north of Tu Shanjie was enough to make him dizzy, but at this juncture, Su Qingchen broke into his illusion.

The secret that has been hidden in the bottom of my heart has been exposed to the sun like this. At this moment, Zhou Lang couldn't muster any energy to deal with Su Qingchen, so he still closed his eyes and let Su Qingchen hold him tightly in his arms. inside.

And what gave Zhou Lang a headache was not only the exposure, but also the fleeting years...

He worshiped and loved Fleeting Years for ten years, why did he implant divine consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness?Why do you want to say sorry to him?Why teach him exercises?

Zhou Lang fell into deep thought, nervous.When she didn't pay attention, Su Qingchen took off her coats one by one, leaving only an inner coat to wrap her body.At the moment, Xiaosu is pestering him energetically.

Zhou Lang suddenly sat up from the bed, looking at Su Qingchen beside him with a dark face.

Su Qingchen was faceless and skinless, and from the corner of her eyes fixed on Zhou Lang, kissing his fingers.

Zhou Lang withdrew his hand forcefully, his murderous gaze locked on Su Qingchen's face.

Unmoved, Su Qingchen also sat up.The long hair of the two hanging down on the bed was intertwined, regardless of each other, intimate.

"Xiao Lang didn't know what he was thinking just now. He was too engrossed. No matter how I called you, you didn't respond at all. I thought that by taking this opportunity, I might be able to realize my long-cherished wish for many years, so I asked you three times. You can go on, but there is no response..."

"So?" Zhou Lang interrupted Su Qingchen with a dark face, "If I don't answer, you just take it as my acquiescence? How thick is your skin?!"

Su Qingchen pretended to be innocent, "I don't want to be like this either, it's really a beauty in my arms, so it's inevitable that I will be moved."

After finishing speaking, Su Qingchen tilted her head slightly, and leaned close to Zhou Lang's face.

Zhou Lang tilted his head to hide, but the opponent held the back of his head, unable to hide, so he closed his eyes helplessly.

A soft kiss was printed on the left eyelid.

Then, Su Qingchen rubbed her lips against Zhou Lang's side face, smiling helplessly, "Xiao Lang, don't you keep forcing me to be that Liu Xiahui. Even if I am, I will not be able to bear it one day... He lowered his voice, "I ate you..."

He didn't even ask what happened in the illusion.No matter the tone or expression, there is no trace of curiosity, and it seems that they are only helpless because their desires cannot be satisfied.

Zhou Lang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew that Su Qingchen was giving him a step down.As long as the other party doesn't ask questions about the vision of the illusion, the two can still get along as usual, as if it doesn't matter whether he is a soul from another world.

After all, they've been getting along like this all along, haven't they?

Zhou Lang knew that Su Qingchen had evil intentions, and the purpose of being nice to him was not pure.

Su Qingchen also knew that Zhou Lang was not as obedient as he appeared on the surface, and he was always thinking about ways to get out.

It's just that both of them pretended not to know.

Because there is no other way.

This is a deformed relationship.

It's just that after the illusion, the relationship between the two became more complicated.

Although Zhou Lang was picked up in secret, he somehow had an unknown or unreliable backing—the fleeting year whose identity was unknown.

Su Qingchen originally thought that Zhou Lang was in control, but after this incident, he discovered that he didn't know how many cards Zhou Lang had in his hand.

And what Su Qingchen couldn't let go of was the book that Fleeting Nian gave him - it was a wordless book.

Only one line of small print was written on the first page.

——The day you get your wish is the time when I welcome him back.

Su Qingchen sneered.

He has worked so hard to raise the young man, and he has not yet eaten it himself, so how could it be possible for an outsider to snatch it away?How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Whether Fleeting Years is a god or a demon, if the Buddha blocks him, he will kill the Buddha, don't even think about snatching him from his hands!

Pa - Su Qingchen's face was slapped gently.

Su Qingchen kissed Zhou Lang's lips, and asked with a smile, "Why did I make you angry again? Why did you hit me again?"

Zhou Lang curled his lips, "What kind of mess are you thinking about? Such an ugly face?"

In fact, his expression should not be said to be ugly, but to be said to be terrifying, utterly terrifying.

Su Qingchen touched Zhou Lang's head, "Could it be that my appearance scared you?"

Zhou Lang shook his head, put on his clothes and got off the bed.When I opened the window, I saw lush forests, and occasionally there were birds and beasts neighing. I thought that this place should be somewhere in the north of Tushanjie.

"How long have I been sleeping? What is this place?"

"You have been in a coma for nearly seven days." Su Qingchen came over again, and put her arms around Zhou Lang's waist from behind, "In the past few days, no matter how I call you, you just lie on the bed without hearing a word. I don’t know. I was worried and hurriedly built a wooden house. The forest here is to the north of Tushan Boundary, only ten miles away from Tushan Boundary.”

Zhou Lang frowned, "I slept for seven days? Seriously?"

How can there be seven days?He didn't think he had slept that long.The longest time they can stay in the demon world is only one month, and he has lost a quarter of his time in this sleep. Is the remaining time enough?

At this time, Zhou Lang suddenly remembered something.He dug out his storage bag, but rummaged through the inside, but couldn't find what he was looking for.

Zhou Lang's face darkened inch by inch, he waved away Su Qingchen's hand, turned to face him, and paused word by word: "Where's the Coiled Snake Order?"

The smile on Su Qingchen's face was still there, but it was a little cold, "Could it be that you suspect that I stole the Coiled Snake Order."

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