Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Anyway, no one saw the wanton madness in the dressing room. At most, the manager outside was anxious because he couldn't wait for Red Rose's reply.

"Hello manager, I'm Mr. Wen's housekeeper."

Just when the manager was thinking about what to do with these gifts, he heard a gentle voice from the side. He turned his head and found that it was the butler next to the power holder of the Wen's consortium, which made him immediately show a flattering smile.

"Hey hello hello, I'm the manager of xx dance hall, can I help you?"

The butler glanced at the roses lined up at the entrance of the backstage, thinking that his master would not want someone to steal the limelight from him, so he said, "Leave these gifts to me, my husband is having a friendly conversation with Mr. Red Rose." , may not come out for a while, you can choose to busy with your affairs."

"This..." The manager didn't expect the butler to come up like chasing customers, but yes, he couldn't stop the man inside from doing whatever he wanted, just like just now, he was able to stop the thousands of troops coming from the rich family He couldn't stop Wen Cheng from walking into the dressing room contentedly.

Power in this age is absolute command.

"Leave it to me." The steward repeated, his tone no longer as gentle as before.

The manager looked into the butler's eyes, was a little dazed, and then nodded in a daze: "Okay, I will trouble Mr. Butler here."

The housekeeper looked at the manager's out-of-focus eyes with satisfaction: "Throw away all these gifts."

"Ok."

"Remember not to leave any traces, and then put our husband's roses at the door, do it now."

The manager obediently followed the butler's instructions like a marionette. He walked a few steps away and called a few waiters to come over and clear away all the flower baskets and exquisite gift boxes at the door.

The waiters were also asked to deliver dozens of bouquets of roses to the door of Red Rose's exclusive dressing room.

"Just put it here, let's all go." Seeing that everything has been arranged, the housekeeper began to clean up people. His master needs a space without worries to play the exclusive romance that belongs to the database.

The manager nodded obediently, and then left the corridor with the waiter behind him.

until the hallway is empty.

The butler stood at the door of Red Rose's dressing room and watched for a few seconds, then lowered his head and smiled:

"Master, I wish you good luck."

After speaking, turn around and leave here.

Just when he took two steps, he heard the sound of footsteps not far away. He frowned and turned his head, only to see a pure white figure passing by behind the pillar. After quickly catching the shadow, he raised his head slowly. Open the palm of the hand facing the shadow.

The next second it suddenly closed.

The figure seemed to be bound by something, it froze in place for a few seconds, then turned around and left staggeringly.

There was no emotion in the butler's eyes, he just said softly: "You can't control yourself."

In the dressing room—

"Come to my house tonight."

Huo Shanchun put on his white shirt with his back turned to Wen Cheng, and turned his head to look at him when he heard Wen Cheng say this.

The reddened eye ends reflected in the moist and rippling pupils in the inadvertent glance back, so beautiful that it made one's heart tremble.

"You still want?"

He trembled when he uttered this sentence, and his voice was a little hoarse, like the tremor caused by exhaustion.

But with a bit of satiety.

Wen Cheng walked behind Huo Alcohol, saw that his fragrant shoulders were still exposed, he wrapped his waist around his itchy heart, then lowered his head and kissed his white shoulders.

"Well, if it's you, I want it all the time."

The man's words frankly revealed his bottomless greed, his voice was hoarse and gentle, and his hands around his waist caressed the young man's flat abdomen, as if deliberately teasing, with his fingertips, and in a flash, he began to give Youth buttons.

That movement was like an inadvertent touch.

If there is no such sentence, it is indeed careless.

"Why me?" Huo Xuechun looked down at the big hand buttoning himself, enduring the irregularity of stroking his abdomen.

Wen Cheng put his head next to Huo Alcohol's ear, and he whispered: "Because you invited me, I just came for the appointment, so it's okay to play hard to get."

Huo Shanchun didn't feel the embarrassment of being punctured, he smiled as if nothing had happened, and stroked Wen Cheng's hand: "The one who wishes to take the bait."

It was these words again, Wen Cheng felt that he was being teased and became angry again.

Really a leprechaun.

His eyes fell on the red mark on the back of the neck left by the madness just now, like a brand mark, this person belonged to him.

He lowered his head and bit Hololol's neck again.

Not light or heavy, but enough to leave a mark.

Huo Xuechun lazily leaned back into Wen Cheng's arms, letting Wen Cheng play with him: "I'm tired."

As he said that, he closed his eyes as if he could fall asleep at any time.

Wen Cheng felt the red rose lazily leaning against him, let go of his fair neck, looked at his slightly tired appearance with sideways eyes, and was also annoyed that he lost control just now and solved it here on the spot, maybe he was not so proficient. Maybe even hurt such a beautiful baby.

It would be bad if it broke.

After all, time is still long, time is not enough.

It takes many times.

Put on the clothes on Huo Xuechun, then picked him up and walked towards the door.

Huo Xuechun exclaimed and subconsciously hugged Wen Cheng's neck: "Where are you going?!"

Wen Cheng met Shang Huo Chunchun's slightly surprised eyes, it was really rare to see this confident guy showing such an expression, he smiled with his lips curled up: "Of course I will take you home and hide it so that no one will see it."

"I want to sing." Huo Shanchun anxiously expressed his appeal when he heard Wen Cheng's domineering words.

Naturally he was seeking refuge, but he didn't want to lose his pursuit.

Now that he has lost the protection of his family, he is like a pawn that will be swallowed up by troubled times at any time. Instead of being helplessly deprived of it in the end, he might as well choose something he can accept.

If you don't talk to your heart, you only take your kidneys.

Wen Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at the anxious Huolanol in his arms, his eyes were somewhat probing, as if he had insight into something, but he didn't reveal it.

"Okay, I'll give you whatever you want."

After hearing these words, Huo Shanqi suddenly calmed down, and he leaned his head on Wen Cheng's heart: "Then I will hand myself over to you."

Wen Cheng's eyes flickered slightly when he heard these words, and he began to touch his unknown territory again.

This time, what kind of emotion should he use to describe his excitement at this time? It seems that there are other emotions besides excitement.

He got this without exception, but he didn't seem to imagine the desire to conquer, because it came so smoothly.But it seems to be normal, after all, what he wants is within reach.

It doesn't matter, if he wants to give the red rose to himself, then he can accept it.

She lowered her head and kissed Hololol's lips, and even bit her lower lip with bad intentions: "Wash it up tonight and wait for me."

Hololol's body stiffened instantly when he heard these words.

Not mainly because of discomfort.

Just ...

Comfortable is very comfortable, even if it is too big, it is uncomfortable.

But it seems that this will become an indispensable thing for him in the days to come, so he has to learn to accept it, and——

Just the right show of weakness.

He raised his hand to hook Wen Cheng's neck and leaned on his shoulder and said, "Then you have to use less force, I'm afraid of pain."

When Wen Cheng heard this guy say that, he laughed as if he was being pleased. Against the backdrop of the gold-rimmed glasses, the smile with his lips curled up a bit more like a scum.

"Just to make you cry."

Huo Xuechun: "..." He gritted his teeth in his heart, this domineering man!

When he stepped out of the door of the dressing room, he subconsciously blocked his face. This was a subconscious action, as if he was afraid that someone would do something to him.

"I've cleared everyone away, so don't be afraid." Wen Cheng noticed that Huo Shanhan's body was shaking, and then he saw this movement of protecting himself, and suddenly he felt an indescribable sourness spreading in his heart.

It's really strange, why when he met this red rose, he found that his mood fluctuated more, and there were still many things that he couldn't analyze for the time being.

Sure enough, this is magic without exception?

"Oh." Hololol put down his reflexive hand, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Seeing this guy's cute expression, Wen Cheng felt a little itchy in his heart. How did Hololol manage to switch between pure and desire seamlessly?

"Don't seduce me." He said hoarsely.

Hololol: "?" It's not like his kidneys will heal so quickly. Is this guy a boss?

When he was complaining in his heart, his eyes were quickly attracted by the heart-shaped arrangement of dozens of bouquets of roses on the ground at the door. He thought that when he was singing just now, he saw many waiters standing on both sides holding roses flower.

"I gave it to you, do you like it?" Wen Cheng put Huo Shanhan down, then stood behind Huo Shanhan, supported his shoulders with both hands and asked slightly lowered his head.

"Mr. Wen is really wasting money." Huo Chunchun's eyes reflected the bright roses in front of him, and he couldn't hide his liking.

He likes roses, especially red roses.

Because red roses have a beautiful flower language, which means other than the simple "I love you".

"Do you know what the flower language of red roses is?"

Huo Xuechun smiled, thinking that he could ask him if he could, but just when he was about to speak, he felt his earlobe being sucked.

"It is the love that hopes to develop passion with you."

Wen Cheng's voice is really very pleasant, deep and hoarse, as mellow as a cello, it is the most suitable for talking about love, it can numb the nerves.

Huo Xuechun glanced sideways at Wencheng, thinking, no, this man wants to play with him for real feelings?

Not flesh~body?

"Hoolol, you want to just play with me?"

Huo Xuechun: "..." His expression froze.

Wen Cheng randomly caught Huo Shanchun's thoughts, half-closed his eyes and pinched his chin to force him to look up at himself: "If I find out that you are playing with me, I will kill you, you can try it."

The thin chain hanging from the side of the gold-framed glasses touched the cheek, it was cold and cool, and Huo mellow shivered.His eyelashes fluttered slightly and he raised his eyes to meet Shang Wencheng's extremely aggressive eyes, trying his best to hide the expression of regret at the bottom of his eyes, thinking of the train of thought he had drawn up just now.

In the face of such a boss, showing weakness when necessary is a unique trick.

So he blinked his eyes, and the eye sockets soon became moist: "Sir, you hurt me."

The young man's choked and soft tone was like a feather passing over the tip of his heart. Wen Cheng's hand pinching his chin couldn't help but loosen. Only when he let go did he realize that his white chin was really red from being pinched, and he frowned. Gently rubbing with fingertips.

"It's really thin skin and tender meat."

"Then sir, please be gentle with me, okay?" Huo Shanchun hugged Wen Cheng and said coquettishly.

The person Wen Cheng was conceived acted like a spoiled child, he was a bit helpless, he was really a tormenting little goblin, he didn't touch her at all.

but……

The red rose is his from today on.

Seeing Wen Cheng's smile from the corner of his eye, Huo Shanchun's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that he has entered the wolf's den, and now he really can't get out.

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