[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

The last voice of the boy fell, and he lowered his head shyly amidst the booing and applause, then raised his head and looked at Yan Qirui when he thought of something, the boy was too young to hide the anger in his eyes well. Proud, it seems that he is very confident and satisfied with his appearance and performance.

He walked over in Zhao Hongliang's greeting, and as soon as he came to the front, he was firmly hugged into his arms, and he put his hands on his waist and kneaded gently.

"How about it, isn't my little Gary pretty?" Zhao Hongliang wiped his face with his fingers.

Gary felt that when he spoke, he breathed out the hot air with the smell of alcohol in his ear, which was a little intimidating, and some bad memories flashed in his mind.

However, there was still no abnormality on his face, and he turned his gaze to the most out of place man present.

The man's eyes are like cold pools, the bridge of his nose is high, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and his brows are also frowning. He has a cold and heartless face. His face seems haggard, but it adds a lot of charm to him, making him even more attractive Gary knew that most of his peers in this box were eager to try this person, but he was his own prey, because... no matter whether it was his face or voice, he was recognized as extremely similar to that person.

That person was Colin, the starlet who committed suicide last year and made a lot of noise.

He did indeed have some resemblance to that person.

Especially his clothes today.

Yan Qirui lowered his eyes, remembering that the first time he saw Colin, he was also wearing a light-colored sweater that was too big and dark-colored pants, and he looked a little thin. It is on the low side, as if immersed in his own world all the time, he looks a bit stubborn when he purses his lips, he is mildly short-sighted but only wears glasses when he writes songs at home, so his eyes always look like water when looking at people .

His Colin, only one.

And it has been lost by him.

"How about Mr. Yan, the first time I saw Gary and Colin, I thought Gary and Colin were very similar. It just so happened that he also sang, whether he sang on stage or in bed, he was first-rate, hahaha." Zhao Hongliang clapped His butt, pushed him, "I have no eyesight, pour some wine for Boss Yan, oh I forgot Boss Yan said before that he doesn't want to drink now, then get him something to eat, hurry up."

Gary was overjoyed in his heart, and obediently moved to Yan Qirui's side, but before he could stick to it, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him down. He fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and the man's voice exploded in his ears.

"roll!"

Yan Qirui frowned in disgust, and wiped his hands and arms vigorously.

The whole box suddenly fell silent at this sound, those who were busy and those who were not, all cast their eyes on them.

Zhao Hongliang's complexion suddenly became ugly. Although he only pushed an MB, he sent this MB to save his face. This matter was like beating him severely in front of everyone. Like a slap in the face.

He asked someone to help away Gary, whose eyes were red from being aggrieved, and barely recovered his normal expression. He jokingly said, "It's fine if Mr. Yan doesn't like it, it's just one MB." He took a sip of his wine and laughed dryly twice. , wanted to ease the tense atmosphere, and casually said, "Mr. Yan is still thinking about that little star, right? It can make Mr. Yan so obsessed. Apart from his good face, he can sing ditties. Could it be that he is good at bedtime?" also……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was punched hard on the face. This heavy punch made him dumbfounded. Before he had time to react, the second punch came up. Zhao Hongliang was beaten so loudly that he yelled all the way from the sofa to the ground. If the people around him didn't hold Yan Qirui, he felt that he would be beaten to death in the next second.

When Zhao Hongliang was helped from the ground to the sofa again, his eyes were so painful that he couldn't open his eyes. When he asked next to him, the one who beat him had left early, and no one dared to stop him.

Zhao Hongliang had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky for the time being. He covered his face with a towel, and recalled what he said just now that touched Nilin: "Hiss——I am so hurt. Could it be that the young master really moved on Colin?" Are you really emotional?"

Zhao Hongliang couldn't figure it out, and said suspiciously: "It's just for playing, it's so dirty."

Yan Qirui pulled the car aside and stopped.

His head started to hurt violently, as if he drank too much wine yesterday, he lowered his head and rubbed his temples with his hands.He always felt that there would be someone in the passenger seat at this time, stretching out his hands to help him knead the center of his eyebrows and the back of his neck. Those hands had cold fingertips all year round, and he shivered every time.

"Does it still hurt? Why don't you go to the hospital..."

……

Yan Qirui's "no need" was stuck in his throat, and he turned his head to the passenger seat, which was empty, only the dim yellow streetlights cast warm light on the empty seat.

He realized he was hallucinating.

Yan Qirui thought of something, took out the pen from his breast pocket, and carefully stroked it with his right hand, with many inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes.

Finally, he lowered his head and gently pressed a kiss on the cap of the pen.

Like kissing your lover.

The ghost with a pale face beside him witnessed this scene in its entirety.

The male ghost's pale hand grabbed the chain connecting the two of them, and he looked away.After the man restarted the car, the scenery outside the car window began to recede. He seemed to know the man next to him at this time, and he would look down at the pen pinned to his chest from time to time.

In the silent car, as the car moved, a song began to play.

The sound as clear as water flows quietly in the car, like a river of moonlight above the night.

The male ghost unconsciously raised his right hand and touched his throat. He closed his eyes, and a drop of blood-red tears fell from his cheek. When the drop fell into the air, it evaporated into a wisp of black mist out of thin air.

White mist was steaming in the bathroom, and the sound of splashing water could be clearly heard from outside.

A piece of jade tied with a red string was placed on the table outside the bathroom door. Wen Linyu in the jade was very bored.

The previous hero had to wear him wherever he went, and even washed Yu Jue for him while taking a bath, which allowed Yu Jue to diverge in all directions, and Wen Linyu, who was in 1080p high-definition, was extremely uncomfortable.

So under his absolute and strong request, the male protagonist still took him off, and this matter was resolved.

However, the male protagonist also insisted that he would never take it off when sleeping. Wen Linyu felt strange and asked the reason. The male protagonist said that he couldn't sleep because he didn't hold Yujue in his hand.

Wen Linyu:? ? ?What the hell, the male protagonist is not five or six years old, and what he treats is not a puppet bear but a piece of jade!

The male protagonist in this life has such a quirk...

He agreed with mixed feelings.

"Wooooow! Woahoo!..."

Wen Linyu, who was staying in Yujue, heard a few dogs barking from the balcony, and when he looked over, he happened to see a yellow dog landed on its hind feet, and opened the balcony door with its front feet superbly.

Wen Linyu:! ! !

The dog has become a sperm?

This dog was brought over by a ghost last time, and after his master became a Buddha, it still stayed here to eat.

The yellow dog galloped in, followed by a leisurely swaying orange cat, oh no, orange pig, because it was much fatter than the cat in Wen Linyu's impression.

This cat was brought over by a yellow dog, and Wen Linyu didn't know why the dog brought a cat instead of another bitch, which was unbelievable.

Maybe it's because their coat color is yellow?Wen Linyu guessed.

Although the orange cat is fat, its body is light, which is completely contrary to its deceptive appearance. It jumped onto the table where he was sitting. Wen Linyu felt that this was probably eaten by stray cats, so it needs the ability to bounce Forcibly turn over things to eat, and then the ability to bounce is stronger, and you can eat more. This cycle comes out.

The orange cat let out a lazy "meow--", its amber cat eyes stared at him, Wen Linyu had a bad feeling, and sure enough, the cat's paw came up in the next second, and his whole jade trembled After a few times, he fell under the table. He managed to stop Yu in mid-air, and suddenly felt a pulling force. It turned out that the yellow dog bit the red rope, and Yu Jue followed the yellow dog. running, shaking his head under his mouth.

The yellow dog had a great time playing, and his saliva was left behind.

Wen Linyu who has been reduced to a toy: ...

He protruded a small wisp of black mist, condensed a hand and flicked the yellow dog's forehead, and the frightened yellow dog lost Yu Jue, the president's hand, and happened to throw it on the sofa .

Wen Linyu breathed a sigh of relief after the catastrophe, and put his hands back into a black mist.

Wen Linyu found that he was right, as long as he didn't leave Yujue completely, but only part of his body, there would be no other consequences.

With a thought in his mind, he quietly poked out a wisp of black mist, forming a head. He didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, he met another pair of black eyes.

Wen Linyu: ...

The male lead, with slightly wet hair and who had just come out of the bathroom, stared straight at the head growing out of Yujue.

Even with his eyes closed, Wen Linyu could think of how terrifying he was now. The male protagonist must have been frightened by him. He was only lucky that there were no mirrors around for him to see his own appearance.

The "terrified" male protagonist reached out his hand, but it still passed through the top of the man's head. His expectations were in vain, and he lowered his eyes somewhat disappointed.

On the contrary, Wen Linyu was shocked. After all, he watched a hand pass through his head. At that moment, it dissipated into a black mist and retracted into Yu Jue.

This time, the loss on Yan Jueshan's face was even more palpable.

The author has something to say:

Yan Jueshan: (beginning to move) Cute, I want to touch it.

Wen Linyu: ...

Halfway through the holiday, the snacks were replenished once, and I ate a lot today, and there are wreckage next to the laptop haha.

continue tomorrow~