Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

After listening to the doctor's advice to rest more and keep fit, he closed his eyes and rested.

On the big bed, Hololol lay lazily on Wen Cheng's lap and didn't want to move, feeling a little tired indeed.

He closed his eyes and didn't speak.

I was also thinking about how to teach Wencheng to understand what love is.

Wen Cheng also felt that Hololin's state was a little listless, and gently touched his head with his hands and rubbed it for him: "The doctor said that you just need to rest more and take care of yourself, don't worry."

While talking, he thought back to what the doctor said to him just now:

——Heart failure will lead to dyspnea and damage to liver and kidney functions. This requires more attention at ordinary times. It is recommended to take medicine for conservative treatment. After all, you are still young, but it is still very dangerous.

--What's the meaning?

——Because Mr. Xiao is still young, it seems that it is an early symptom. If treated in time, it can still get good results.If the late treatment is not effective, the life expectancy may be shortened...

His eyes gradually darkened, no, there is no such possibility in him, and what he does not want to happen will definitely not happen.

The two had their own thoughts, and neither of them spoke.

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He fainted before he had time to look at the mansion in the morning, and now when Huo Shanhan stood in front of the gate of the mansion again, surprise appeared in his eyes.

Not just because of the excessive luxury, but the distance of this house.

Just not far from this mansion is his home on the street behind it.

He only now discovered that the location of this house is actually only one street away from his own home, but it seems like two worlds, so close, but he has never discovered that there is such a piece of land here.

Now this mansion has risen on the ground, just one step away from his world.

It's like when he met Wencheng, he thought it was a tacit understanding, but they both fell into each other's trap, which is wonderful.

"Welcome home, Mr. Xiao!"

The servants at the door were dressed in simple and neat short jackets, calling out to them neatly.

Huo Shanchun didn't expect Wen Cheng to hire so many servants, and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you going to take your family here as well?"

"No, this is my wedding room with you, just the two of us." Wen Cheng supported his shoulder and said with a smile: "Go in and have a look, if you are not satisfied, I will tear it down and rebuild."

The servants listening silently: "..."

This house took three years to build. Everyone knows that the people in charge of the Wen family spent huge sums of money to build a mansion in order to marry their beloved husband and wife. Anyone who passes by will be amazed at the scale of this house, just like a palace.

To be able to build a house of this scale under the eyes of the Emperor Lao Tzu, only the wealthy Wen family can have such ability.

But people who know red roses will also understand that it is worth spending a lot of money.

To have a pleasing lover at home, who also knows how to be romantic, and who has an extraordinary background, although it is now in decline, but at least the foundation is there, it is not much worse.

What's more, freedom of love is advocated now, and the object is still the rich and invincible Wen family.

Those other people are only envious, and may not be envious.

Huo Shanchun followed Wen Cheng into the mansion, and after a while he saw the butler coming out of nowhere, he was stunned, this butler really was elusive.

The butler looked at them with a smile: "Welcome master, Mr. Xiao is going home. Do you need me to introduce the house to Mr. Xiao?"

Wen Cheng nodded: "Tell me."

The butler knew it well, and introduced this mansion with a combination of Chinese and Western while walking.

"The whole of the mansion is in the style of the Renaissance. From here, it can be seen that it has the style of a luxurious palace, Ionic columns, carved iron railings with hollow patterns, curved beams, and decorative wine tanks. In the West In the Chinese mythology, this decorative wine jar is the incarnation of the God of Dionysus in the mythology, implying that the people living here live a happy and prosperous life." The housekeeper explained: "The owner has spent a lot of thought on designing this house, just to give children Mr. creates a carefree world, so that you can have no worries here, no worries about money, no worries about public opinion, and be safe, healthy and happy."

While listening to the butler's introduction, Huo Xuechun marveled at the scale of this mansion. You can't see how big the inside is from the outside, but only when you walk in do you realize that you are walking through small gardens one after another, and there are many small bungalows attached to it. All around the central villa.

Then we stopped at the entrance of the big garden, and a large fountain came into view. In the center of the fountain, the lovely cupid, the god of love, stood smiling, with the bow of cupid in his hand pointed at the entrance, which happened to be where he and Wen Cheng were standing. Location.

"This is the large garden in front of the central villa. This fountain is Cupid, the god of love, implying that the encounter between Mr. Xiao and his master is an arranged destiny."

——A well-arranged destiny

Huo Chunchun smiled, isn't that just an arrangement, he sent an invitation to Wen Cheng first, and he dared to do it boldly without even knowing what this person looked like.

At that time, he didn't even hesitate, he just wanted to find this person.

It is strange to say that there were so many people who admired him at that time, including the Duanmu family with three major families, but he was indifferent. idea.

Fortunately, his reluctance allowed him to meet Wencheng not long after.

Looking sideways at Wen Cheng, he happened to see Wen Cheng also looking at him.

The four eyes meet each other, and the faces of each other are reflected in the pupils, as if deeply engraved into their souls, and they can no longer be separated.

Some loves are not vigorous at the beginning, but gradually develop into stronger and stronger.

"Hand in hand." Wen Cheng stretched out his hand towards him.

Huo Xuechun smiled tenderly and affectionately at Shang Wencheng, and stretched out his hand to hold him tightly.

Fingers clasped tightly, palms warm and blending.

They walked into the main building of the villa.

"The main building of the villa has four floors, three floors above ground and one floor underground. It adopts Chinese mahogany decoration style and matches with warm lighting."

It was only when Huo Shanchun saw the decoration inside that he realized how much Wen Cheng had thought about him.

Every window is carved with roses, delicate and gorgeous, and every detail shows Wencheng's care for him.

Including the spiral staircase, he stood on the first floor and looked up at the stairs, and he could find that the shape of the spiral staircase was in the shape of a heart, leading directly to the crystal chandelier on the ceiling at the top, just like the bow of Cupid, the god of love, aimed at He shoots the arrow of Cupid.

When he walked up the stairs, he found that the carvings on the stairs were carved with English characters:

——c&C

His eyes flickered slightly, and it was impossible not to be moved in his heart.

The staircase is the most obvious place in the whole house, so engraving the abbreviations of the two people expressing their love here means that everyone who comes to the house can see it?

Shaking Wencheng's hand, he approached him with a smile and asked, "Hey, I found that you really have a lot of thoughts. I didn't expect you to be quite romantic at your age."

Wen Cheng's face was a little ugly when he heard him mentioning his age: "Why, am I very old?"

Now he is 30 years old, but it is true that his red rose is only two or two years old, and they are eight years apart, so it does seem a bit old.

But if you count according to the age of the database...

My heart became more and more angry, forget it, forget it!

"No, I mean you are mature." Huo Shanchun looked at Wen Cheng's unhappy expression and held back a smile, then stepped forward and touched the carvings on the stairs: "Who is Little C, and who is Big C?"

"Who do you think?" Wen Cheng glanced at the housekeeper and signaled that he could get out of the way.

The housekeeper nodded with a smile, and after finishing his introduction, he can go offline, but when his eyes fell on Huo Shanol's back, a purple data progress bar appeared in his pupils.

A 30% word appeared on the progress bar.

He frowned as if he sensed something was wrong, hesitantly looked at the affectionate look of the master and Huo alcohol, and finally turned and left without saying anything.

Sometimes fate is also predestined.

It has been arranged a long time ago, the day of meeting is arranged, and the day of departure will be arranged.

Let his master find out for himself.

Huo Xuechun caressed the carvings on the stairs with his fingertips, feeling the lines of c&c and felt sour in his heart: "...Wen Cheng, you are so kind to me, why can you be so kind to me but don't understand what love is, you These are love, this is love, you obviously already understand."

"Is this love?" Wen Cheng embraced Huolhan from behind, and sized Huolhan up with his side eyes.

This sentence undoubtedly caused ripples in his heart, and it was difficult for him to analyze this special emotion, but he seemed to understand again after being told by Huololol.

It's because he has put love too numerically and thought too complicatedly. Fortunately, he still calculates the components needed for an emotion like love.

"Well, this is love." Huo Alcohol turned his head to look at Wen Cheng, his eyes rippling with affection, he raised his hand to climb Wen Cheng's shoulder and kissed him on the lips: "I am little C, you are big C, You are older than me, I will let you."

Said and winked at Wen Cheng.

Double entendre.

"Be good, don't provoke me in broad daylight." Wen Cheng put his arms around Huo Alcohol's slender waist and pulled him close to him, his eyes darkened to suppress the greed in his eyes.

"Wen Cheng, your lack of hope for me is also a sign of loving me. The more you want me, the more you love me, otherwise you will get tired of me just because of your lack of hope for me."

"I won't get tired of you." Wen Cheng bent down and picked him up and walked upstairs, then lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I wish I could have you every day."

"So this is love."

Gu Qianwang is also love, this is the most straightforward love, the strongest love, and if it can continue to burn, it means that this deep love has become a part of the mind, and when you see the person you love deeply, you will want to With intimate contact, this kind of intimate contact will not get bored with the passage of time, but will become more intense.

Even after getting older, this greedy love will be converted into another way of expression.

That is, as always, to express one's love straightforwardly and openly in the ears.

Hololol was put on the bed. He looked at Wen Cheng, who was pressing on him, and his breath was a little short. He couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you say that, in broad daylight? Now you?"

"Since it's all delivered to your mouth, there's no reason not to eat it." Wen Cheng kissed the lips that were always chattering.

The breathing is intertwined and messy, all of which are hot breaths of each other.

Both of them thought at the same time in their minds, it would be great if time could stay in such a beautiful place forever.

Troubled times have nothing to do with them, disputes have nothing to do with them, gossip has nothing to do with them.

Only they are related to each other.

But no one thought that there would always be some unpleasant things that came suddenly and broke their happiness.