Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

The sound of water in the bathroom was wanton and hot.

When Huo Xuechun wiped his body for Wen Cheng, he deliberately ignored the bulge as if he didn't see it, but the towel was provoking the monster again and again, just like a bad child.

Wen Cheng felt the heat of his body moving in a chaotic manner, especially Huolol passed that position again and again, but when he saw Huolol looking at him innocently, he knew that this guy had nothing to do. don't know.

That's right, I'm sure I don't understand these things if I followed myself at the age of 18.

"Wen Cheng, what's wrong with you here..." Huo Shanchun pretended to be surprised and pointed at the big monster, as if seeing something cute, showing timid eyes.

Tsk, does this man really not know how to restrain himself at all?I was indifferent before, but now I talk about it, it's scary.

Pretend not to know first.

Wen Cheng met Huo Chunchun's wet eyes with fear, and knew the innocence of the little charming wife, and he didn't even know what was going on when he got up.

Although it was like a fairy rose last time, he knew it was all a fake move, just to calm him down.But once his monster wakes up, can it still escape his palm?

Lifting the chin of the little charming wife with his fingers and coaxing gently: "Don't be afraid, it's not fierce, pet it, okay?"

Hololol: "!" Is this a ghost that people can tell?Looking at Wen Cheng in surprise, they are still in a cold war, so they dare to make such a request to him: "No, I'm afraid."

Wen Cheng felt that the resurgent excitement was unstoppable. You must know that he has never felt what is called Xiongqi and inferiority complex these years. This kind of inferiority made him never dare to make any demands on Huo Alcohol. He didn't even play games for two years after he got married, because he didn't want his little wife to know that his husband was not good enough.

But it's different now, his self-confidence is back!

【Ha ha ha ha!Are you intimidated by your husband's might?Scared you to death scared you to death! 】

Huo Xuechun: "..." The sand sculptor will only be late, and will never disappear.

[Alcohol, you can play Escape when you have a chance, seize the opportunity and let Wen Cheng get drunk first. 】

oh?Will there be a chance to escape?

What does it mean to get drunk?

Get drunk?

Wen Cheng felt that Xiaojiao's wife must be ignorant of these things, so he decided to teach her a lesson, and by the way, it can promote the relationship. Although his legs can't move yet, they can still move when sitting on his legs.

He took his little wife's hand holding the towel, and threw the towel away: "Come on, touch it, it's not fierce."

The tone is very sophisticated, as if playing often.

He didn't realize that he was an old man, the kind of old man who just rose up tonight.

Huo Xuechun glanced at Wen Cheng, and found that Wen Cheng's ears were already red, and he was trembling with excitement.

He suppressed his smile, if he didn't know, he would really be deceived by Wen Cheng's appearance.

If he hadn't known that Wen Cheng had never experienced Xiongqi, he would have really thought that this would be a very experienced driver, but in fact he had no experience in this level.

Because Wencheng never got up.

He looked at the thing pretending to be timid: "I... I won't touch it."

Wen Cheng looked at the little wife sitting in front of him. The white shirt on her body was a little wet because of splashing some water, but it was a little more beautiful, and her overly fair skin was slightly pale because of shyness. Red, with hands clasped together in a daze, the state of the whole person is like a rose that is just about to bloom, exuding a rich fragrance before it is in full bloom.

He has always known how delicate and beautiful his little wife is, otherwise he wouldn't keep her at home so precious.

Now he finally understands the jealousy of his beloved rose being picked, and that kind of jealousy made him paranoid, so he wanted to lock Hololin by his side.

He raised his little wife's chin for people to look at him, and met his wet eyes. This timid and frightened cute look was indeed his little wife. His little wife should be planting flowers at home. To accompany him, he shouldn't face those treacherous old guys in the workplace, he shouldn't let his little wife suffer such grievances.

Rubbing her delicate lips with her fingertips, her gaze deepened: "Qianchun, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have misunderstood you."

The reverberation sound effect in the bathroom made Wen Cheng's deep voice soft and affectionate, Huo Shanhan snorted coldly when he heard Wen Cheng's words, why did he go so early.

But, he can still play big, anyway, he is not afraid, Wen Cheng will be his.

Wronged Baba blinked at Wen Cheng, now he can cry freely without crying mode, after all, he is already very proficient in such weak skills.

No need to say anything, just cry to Wen Cheng and it's over.

Wen Cheng panicked when he saw his little wife was crying, he pulled her up and sat on his lap, hugged her into his arms, and quickly coaxed, "Why are you crying?"

Huololol: "..." Hiss, the pestle hit him, get down!affect his performance.

However, he quickly recovered, his thin lips trembling, as if he was very scared, but he still wanted to pretend to be strong.Hugging Wen Cheng and burying his face into Wen Cheng's neck: "...Because of fear."

The current strategy is to make Wen Cheng feel sorry for him, and to cheer up and stop being salty.

Hearing the frail and trembling voice of the little wife in his arms, Wen Cheng was so distressed that he suddenly felt what he was doing these days!He beat himself several times in the heart.

He lowered his head and kissed the top of his little wife's head: "I'm sorry."

"You don't even listen to my explanation. If you could stay for 1 minute and listen to me that day, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened to you." Huo Shanol brushed Wen Cheng's thigh with his hand. Not afraid of being touched, I teased by the way: "When I found out that you were in a car accident and that you might not be able to stand up again after the operation, I felt like the sky was falling. At that time, I wondered if I was wrong, if it was me Shouldn't I play with my classmates, shouldn't I ask my classmates to come home to teach me how to draw, shouldn't I surprise you in this way."

Talk about talking about yourself a little humble.

Wen Cheng resisted the teasing of his wife's fingertips, and felt that she didn't tease him on purpose, after all, she was so innocent.At the same time, I feel sorry for what my little wife said. Is it because he is usually too aggressive to make my little wife cautious? It must be. hurt.

He kissed his little wife on the cheek and coaxed: "I'm the one who is impatient, so tell me now what surprise you want to give me that day, okay?"

Huo Xuechun thought to himself that if he asked now, he would be punished.

"I want to draw a picture for you." He slightly raised his head to look at Wen Cheng, his eyes were moist, with some anticipation: "I learned painting from Duanmu Xuanyu because I want to draw a picture to give you on your birthday." For you, I have no other relationship with him, how could I have any other man besides you. "

Wen Cheng met the eyes of his little charming wife, the wet eyes under the light were like the moon rippling on the water, with a magical beauty that disappeared at the touch of a touch.Distressing emotions dizzy at the bottom of his eyes, the trembling eyelashes, and the redness at the end of his eyes seemed to tell him that his beloved baby was inherently fragile, and would cry if he touched it hard.

It was he who smashed it hard once, and then he became false and strong when he put it together.

Why didn't he stop to listen at that time, why did he think that such a good baby would betray him, it was the hypocritical machismo that made him turn around and leave, it was really ridiculous.

"I'll play the piano for him, but it's not for him. It's a song that belongs to both of us. I'm not willing to play it for him. It's just that he doesn't want to take money. He thinks it's not good, so he asks me to play a song for him. Take it as a reward." Huo Chunchun leaned into Wen Cheng's ear and said aggrievedly: "You only taught me one sweet song, and you didn't teach me anything else, so I can only play it for him."

He touched Wen Cheng's ear with his hand, and then felt the big monster move.

The soft voice of the little wife made the boss's heart melt, it was like sweet milk pouring on the tip of his heart, it was hot, but it was so sweet that one wanted to swallow it.

Even the hand that touched his ear irregularly wanted to kiss him.

"But the way I look at him wants to eat you up." Wen Cheng took Huo Shanol's hand and kissed it on his lips.

Huo Xuechun laughed out loud at Shangwencheng's hot gaze: "I just want to eat you when I see you."

"I think." Wen Cheng's voice was hoarse.

I only felt the temperature from the palms around the waist slowly rising through the thin shirt, and the four eyes met each other, and the feelings that had been endured for a long time were quietly fermenting, like a fully blooming rose burning in the flames, filled with a warm fragrance .

The hot air in the bathroom has gradually dissipated, but the heat of the body's close contact is much higher than the hot water just now.

"What are you thinking?" Huo Shanchun asked softly, "Wen Cheng, do you dare to think?"

"Why can't I think about it?"

Huo Xuechun rested his head on Wen Cheng's shoulder and said, "Why do you dare to think about it? You said that our marriage is a cooperation, and I don't need to be so sincere. You don't have to follow the rules. Don't you need to be so afraid? If you don't want to force me to stay at home and not contact with other people, we can all be fine. "

As he spoke, he turned his head and kissed Wen Cheng's neck, smelling the fruity scent of shower gel, which was very sweet and fragrant.

"I regret it." Wen Cheng heard what Huolanol meant, and the hand pinching his waist tightened more and more, as if he wanted to integrate Huolanol into his blood, join it in the surge of his blood, and blend in intimately. separate.

He lowered his head and kissed Hololol hard.

The heat has risen completely, the warmth is entangled, no one will let anyone else entangle, plundering breath, greedy, possessive, wanting to stamp their own brand on the body.

The panting sound couldn't be concealed in the empty space, echoing strongly, clamoring for intimacy.

The button of the shirt was brutally torn, and it made a slight sound when it fell on the tile floor.

The hot palm covered the heart and felt the strong beating rhythm, as if the person who caught the heart was his own.He snatched his breath frantically and uncontrollably, until he couldn't take a breath before letting it go.

Huo Xuechun had never experienced such a fierce kiss before, Wen Cheng kissed him so dizzy that his mind went blank, he was strong and unable to escape, which made him feel Wen Cheng's savagery and overwhelming possessiveness.

This is a possessive desire that exists from the beginning to the end, but it is only at this moment that the true meaning behind the possessive desire is clearly expressed.

It's because I like it that I want to possess it strongly, it's not because of the habit that I don't want you to go.

He wanted Wen Cheng to say it himself.

After leaving Wencheng's lips, he leaned on his shoulders and panted tiredly. The button was unbuttoned a little cold and he couldn't help shivering. He felt the monster on his lower back was still moving. He looked sideways and said:

"...Brother, it's me."

The crimson at the end of his eyes was like a fiery brand on Wen Cheng's heart, and he kissed Huo Shanhan's eyes itchingly: "Don't be afraid, just get up, I won't let it hurt you."

After speaking, holding Hololol in his arms, he manipulated the wheelchair and left the bathroom.

Huo Xuechun hugged him and went out like this: "I haven't bathed yet???"

"I'm going to sweat, I'll wash it later." Wen Cheng gently held his little wife's earlobe: "We'll wash it together later."

The holol-sensitive body trembled: "...don't bite."

When the body trembled, the shirt slipped off his shoulders, and the slightly flushed shoulders and neck made Wen Cheng jealous. He had never felt that his little wife had become so alluring.

What is seductive food, this is seductive food.

"Baby, touch me, okay?" Wen Cheng coaxed in his ear, knowing that he couldn't move now.

"In a wheelchair?" Hololol asked sideways.

Wen Cheng's throat tightened, facing the clean and delicate face of the little wife in his arms, who looked innocent and romantic, but spoke words that were alluring.

Really pure and lustful.

[Alcohol, there is red wine in the back, get drunk, let's play a crematorium! 】

"There's red wine in the back, drink some to strengthen your courage." Huo Shanqi pointed to the red wine next to the TV cabinet, even the red wine glass was ready.

Then he stood up to pour his drink.

Wen Cheng heard Hololol's words and knew it was going to be true, Wheelchair Prey...

His eyes fell on Hololol's figure.

Just now Huo Xuechun was going to take a bath, so his pants had already been taken off, and now he was playing with his lower body in a white shirt. The white shirt was slightly soaked with water just now, and his slender waist was vaguely outlined.

Under the light, her fair and slender legs were as white as jade, making people dizzy.

Under the shirt, there is a round arc at the back of the waist, which is a hazy temptation, the most extreme seduction.

Huo Xuechun poured the sober red wine into the red wine glass, and was about to turn around and give it to Wen Cheng, but he didn't expect that Wen Cheng was already behind him, and his body trembled when the big warm hands pinched his waist, Red wine accidentally spilled on himself.

The white shirt was instantly stained red with red wine.

The sour, astringent and mellow aroma of red wine diffused.

Wen Cheng turned Huo Chunchun to face himself, he looked down at Huo Chunchun's white shirt was dyed red, and the chest exposed by the open shirt was also stained with red wine, white and deep red, dazzlingly beautiful .

Tilt your head forward and kiss where the red wine dripped, right on your stomach.

Then he felt the tension in Hololol's body, chuckled lightly, and raised his eyes: "Are you nervous?"

Huo Shanol swallowed, looking at Wen Cheng's lips stained the color of red wine: "...don't be nervous."

I just feel excited.

Wheelchair.

"I'll help you, you help me?" Wen Cheng asked.

"You can do it?" Hololin wondered if this guy really wanted to be in a wheelchair, right?

Wen Cheng's eyes suddenly darkened when he heard the doubt, and he grabbed Huo Shanhan's waist and pulled it between his legs: "I'll tell you now if it's okay."

——Hundreds and thousands of words of "good words and good sentences" are omitted here——

"..."

Facts have proved that don't provoke the boss, because you can't afford it.

Huo Xuechun sat on the small bench to work for the boss, but when he saw the rich liquid coming out of his hand, he felt offended. He looked at Wen Cheng faintly, and found that Wen Cheng's expression was dull.

It's like unbelievable, and it's over before the emotions are in place.

The foreplay is enough, lingering and sexy, but I never expected that the beginning will end immediately, and it will end so suddenly.

Wen Cheng sadly took the red wine on the side and poured it with his head up, then hugged the red wine bottle, showing that a person was drunk and wanted to numb his nerves.

He never expected that Xiaojiao's wife would last so long, and he never expected that he would end so quickly.

...this must be fake.

He didn't believe it.

He drank very hard.

Huo Shanchun looked at Wen Cheng dumbfounded: "I didn't dislike you, it's just... Maybe it's the first time, I'm not familiar with it, how many more times?"

With a 'snap', Wen Cheng put the empty red wine bottle on the cabinet, his face flushed with drunkenness, and the handicapped boss had an aggrieved expression on his face.

His eyes were slightly red, and he looked like he was about to cry.

He slightly bent down and hugged Huolhan in front of him, buried his head into Huolhan's shoulder and neck, greedily sucking the fragrance of the youth in his arms, as if he was looking for comfort.

"...I'm useless, so you don't want to like me, do you?"

Huo Xuechun heard the trembling and choking voice next to his ear, and he knew he was drunk as soon as he heard the voice. He really didn't know that Wen Cheng couldn't drink, and he could get drunk with a bottle of red wine.

Raising his hand and stroking Wen Cheng's back, he coaxed: "Why don't you think about it, why I don't want to like you anymore, you were so straightforward before, and never concealed your liking, you taught me how to express it Love, but why did you become incompetent this time? What are you afraid of when you shrink back again and again? "

Wen Cheng lay drunkenly on Huo Hanol's shoulder, his voice seemed to be rippling from afar, he could hear it a bit vaguely, his nerves paralyzed by alcohol began to go into a trance, which made him unable to clearly judge what the person in his arms was saying What.

He can only express what he wants to say.

"...I'm afraid."

He has many, many fears. He has been afraid since the first time he saw Hololol. He both likes and fears separation.

Separation is a terrible thing.

Before it started, he began to fear separation. Every separation represented his soul that was taken away. It would be broken and split, and it would take a lot of tempering to rebond.

So he wanted to wait, wait for a chance for Hololol to take the initiative.

But he was about to be pushed away before he waited. This was not the result he wanted, it was because he was too confident.Confidently thought that Holol would never leave and would always be by his side.

"What are you afraid of?" Huo Shanhan wondered, what is there to be afraid of Wen Cheng?

Wen Cheng slowly closed his eyes, after all his nerves had been completely paralyzed, the darkness was going to drag him into the abyss and start his doom.

"...Afraid of Hololol...leaving, afraid of forgetting... Hololol."

Huo Shanchun felt his shoulders sink, Wen Cheng was drunk and fell asleep, he held Wen Cheng still and did not move, his expression was a little dazed.

What does this mean?

——Afraid that Holol will leave, afraid of forgetting Holol?

Afraid of leaving, afraid of forgetting?

It couldn't help but remind him of the first two levels. In the first level, he left, and then in the second level, Wen Cheng of the second level forgot his appearance because of his departure.

So when it comes to this level, what will it be?

Could it be that there is an inevitable connection between the last level and this level that makes the hearing of this level become like this?

[Togo, can you remind me? 】

[beep beep——]

Hololol: […]

[Look, I can't say, I'm restricted. 】

Huo Shanchun was a little puzzled, but according to his thinking, there must be an inevitable connection, otherwise how could Wen Cheng become so timid about love this time, and even wanted to use force to keep him by his side.

It's as if if he really leaves, he can't come back.

The arms that hugged him were so hard, as if they wanted to melt him into the blood, as if only in this way would he not go away.

With difficulty, Wen Cheng moved the sleeping Wen Cheng to the bed, took a towel and wiped his body again, after all, he was covered in sweat from playing just now, and this bath was wasted.

After wiping his body, he lay on the side of the bed and looked at Wen Cheng, who was asleep. Although he was about 30 years old, his sleeping appearance still had a childish look that didn't violate him. When I was like a boy who didn't grow up.

It feels a little weird.

He raised his hand and gently touched Wen Cheng's head: "You, why don't you believe me, I obviously only liked you, it was you who made me like you, but now you are the one who is afraid. What is there to be afraid of, I will always at your side."

This is what he told Wen Cheng.

At least before this game, he will always be by Wen Cheng's side, no matter what kind of wish Wen Cheng has, he will fulfill it.

Do your best.

It was nine o'clock when the time was finished. He received a phone call at this time, picked it up and found it was Duanmu Xuanyu, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Qianqian, do you have time tomorrow?"

Huo Shanol looked back at Wen Cheng who was already asleep: "Well, what's the matter?"

"Do you still want to continue painting that painting?"

Huo Shanchun remembered that the culprit of all this was the picture he wanted to give Wen Cheng as a birthday present, and then thought about running away. If he left without telling Wen Cheng, would it be considered running away?

[Right Togo? 】

[...Don't tell me about this loophole, just do it. 】

[Is there any reward for completing the escape? 】

【Have. 】

[What reward? 】

【perfume. 】

Hololol: "..." What's going on suddenly not wanting it very much.

[This is a bottle of perfume that can make Wen Cheng want to stop and can't hold it anymore, it will make him addicted to you like opium, stand up. 】

Huo Chunchun immediately agreed to Duanmu Xuanyu: "Well, let's make an appointment to meet tomorrow." Since it is Wencheng he wants to draw, he must complete it, and this reward sounds like it will help the progress, not bad.

The big deal is to be caught and hummed, and stand up if you have the ability to hum.

Duanmu Xuanyu on the other end was a little moved when he heard Huo Chunchun agreed. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to say to Huo Chunchun: "If my entanglement makes you feel troubled, then I apologize, but I really like you. You Said that Wencheng never answered your liking, do you still have to wait for him?"

The volume of the mobile phone was very clear at night, and the man on the bed was biting the corner of the quilt, and his heart was throbbing.

"Thank you for your liking." Huo Shanchun looked at the shining stars in the night sky and said with a smile: "Although Wencheng never responded to my liking, the only person I like is Wencheng. Change, I will wait for him."

【Woooooooooooooooooo...】

Hololol: "?"

【I like you too. 】

Hololol's eyes fell on the brightest place, and his eyes flickered slightly.

[Congratulations to the third level "The Handicapped Big Brother's Runaway Little Wife" The host's wish has been fulfilled, and there is still a small assistant task that has not been completed, come on! 】

Hearing the system prompt, the hands holding the phone slightly tightened, and the corners of the mouth gradually raised.

Wencheng, I'll wait for you to tell me personally.

This time it's your turn to be brave.

The author has something to say: Hololol: I never thought that Wen Cheng would be such a hot chicken, and I felt my hands were offended.

Wen Cheng: QAQ, I am actually very fierce, can you give me another chance, please please.

Cholol: gun.

Wencheng: o(╥﹏╥)o