Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Cheng's back is generous and warm, as if he could have the whole world by holding it.

Huo Xuechun lay on Wen Cheng's back and hugged his neck, and rested his head on Wen Cheng's shoulder. He looked closely at Wen Cheng's appearance under his hat. This handsome outline was so thin that his bones could be seen , How could his Wencheng be so embarrassed.

His eyes fell on the beard on Wen Cheng's lips, and his hands were itchy to touch it.

But I also wondered if it would be too abrupt for him to do this. After all, the two of them just met in this level, which is different from the plot that unfolded when they already had a relationship.

But his hand was faster than his brain, and he had already touched it when he thought about it.

Then he felt Wen Cheng's body froze suddenly and stopped in his tracks.

"You..." Wen Cheng looked sideways at the young man behind him, his eyes flickered with surprise, but the young man shrugged innocently.

Huo Shanchun looked at the picture of Wen Cheng who was shocked by his action, and thought that Wen Cheng was really shy in this pass, so he leaned on Wen Cheng's shoulder and looked at Wen Cheng. Take an innocent wink.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I accidentally bumped into it."

The reward of the heartbeat mode has not been given to him, to what extent does it need to be heartbeat?

——Heart rate 60

The young man's warm breath fell on his cheeks, his bright and moist eyes blinked, and his tone of voice seemed to be slightly imperceptible coquettish, which made Wen Cheng's greed a little more.

Tilting the boy's sensual buttocks, he looked away: "It's okay."

"In order to thank the teacher, let me invite the teacher to dinner." Huo Hanchun leaned into Wen Cheng's ear and said, "The teacher disinfected me and carried me back. If I don't do something, I will feel sorry."

If you want Wen Cheng's heartbeat to continue, you have to get closer.

Wen Cheng felt the breath beside his ears, and the look in his eyes was dark: "It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

——Heart rate 70

"That won't work, I must do something to repay the teacher."

"……actually, I."

"I heard that the teacher is looking for a mannequin. I will be a mannequin for you, okay?"

Wen Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and under the voice of the young man, the scene he had dreamed about in the past few days appeared in his mind again.

The red silk, white body, roses, and paintbrush are so beautiful that it is almost suffocating.

But does he really dare to desecrate such a beauty?

He felt that it was too dirty for him to have such thoughts, and it was unacceptable.

[Plop, plop, plop, plop——] The heartbeat was so rapid that his head went blank, like the evil one poking his head out of the darkness, trying to find out the truth about the pure love of Huo Alcohol.

——Heart rate 80

Huo Xuechun heard that the heart rate was constantly rising, and thought that Wencheng was too tolerant, why didn't he dare to soar to 100, he wanted a reward.

The arms around Wen Cheng slowly tightened, he buried his cheeks into Wen Cheng's shoulders and neck, and moved closer, his chest pressed tightly against Wen Cheng's back, as if he wanted to transmit his heartbeat to Wen Cheng's back. Wencheng.

"Teacher." He called softly.

"...What?" Wen Cheng's Adam's apple rolled, and when he felt the boy's more intimate approach, he heard the heartbeat vibrating his eardrums and chest cavity because it was too strong. Could it be that Huolol also heard it.

Do you wonder why his heart beats so fast?

"Mannequins have to be naked, so I can stand naked in front of the teacher, and do whatever you want, okay?"

The sound of "good or bad" is like sugar that is too sweet to be cloying. If you eat too much, you will drown, but it makes people want to indulge in it willingly.

——The heartbeat value is 100!Immediately capture Wencheng's thoughts.

[I want him to look like my human body, I think about it day and night, and I want to go crazy. 】

Huo Xuechun heard Wen Cheng's voice in his mind, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, tilting his head to look at the expression under Wen Cheng's hat, he wanted to see how Wen Cheng said such words in a shy tone.

But then...

How did Wen Cheng fall in love with him this time?

[You forgot, the information says that when you went to Wen Cheng’s house, Wen Cheng had been upstairs watching you steal roses, and fell in love with you at a glance. 】

Hololol: […] Yes.

The smile on his lips was getting stronger, although it was unexpected to capture this idea, but being able to be so clear made him exert his strength to hear the wish of Wen Cheng.

So what kind of wish will you have this time?

He suddenly looked forward to it.

"Teacher, I can do whatever posture you want." He repeated next to Wen Cheng's ear again, this time he saw that Wen Cheng's ears were red.

Feeling a little numb in his heart, Wen Cheng blushed because of him, such an innocent appearance made him think of Wen Cheng in the first pass.It's just that I like it on the lips, but I'm still a little shy when I actually act, so cute.

"...Where is your dormitory? I'll take you back." Wen Cheng felt that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he might lose control, and he didn't want the young man to be afraid.

hold back.

【What are you going to do? It's yours to dye him red. 】

Huo Xuechun curled his lips when Wen Cheng said so seriously that he was going to send him back. This is not okay, after finally being able to get along with Wen Cheng, he actually wanted to send him back?

So he simply hugged Wen Cheng's neck tightly, pretending to be uncomfortable: "Teacher, I suddenly have a headache, and it's useless to go back to the dormitory, why don't you take me home."

Hehehe, go home, they are so close, something can always happen!

"Have a headache?" Wen Cheng was a little worried when he heard Huo Shanchun said that he had a headache: "Okay, then I'll take you home, where is your home?"

"119 Pantao Street."

Wen Cheng paused.

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The door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and Huo Shanhan pushed open the door of his own house on Wen Cheng's back.

"Teacher, I know you live across the street. You probably don't know that we live so close." He pointed to the inside: "Go inside and walk into the living room."

Wen Cheng didn't know that Huo Shanol was so close to his home, so he was a little surprised by such a surprise, it seemed that it took no effort to get close these days cautiously.

but……

He seemed unworthy of such a clean boy.

Now his reputation is too bad.

The inside of the house can really be described as a house with four walls. Huo Shanchun looked at the house that was exactly the same as when he left before. There was nothing in the living room except a sofa and a table. At that time, he sold a lot of furniture because he wanted to change money, but he didn’t. Didn't work because used furniture isn't worth much.

I played three worlds in the past without food, drink, clothing, and good use, but now I feel quite real.

"My family is a bit crude, please don't laugh at me, teacher."

Wen Cheng squatted down and put Hololol on the sofa and turned his head when he heard him say these words.

Facing Holol's clean smile, it was as if he wasn't the one talking and laughing.

He looked away and lowered his eyes and said, "No, I'm about the same." He stood up and said, "Is there any disinfectant at home? I'll disinfect your wound."

Huo Shanchun grabbed Wen Cheng's clothes to prevent him from leaving: "Teacher."

Wen Cheng squatted down.

"Teacher, aren't you looking for a mannequin recently? Think about me? I don't need money."

Wen Cheng felt that his throat was a little dry, and thoughts that were about to move began to come to his mind recklessly: "... Mannequins are very hard, and you are also a painter, don't you think this is a waste of time?"

He raised his hand and pressed the hat.

"I don't think it's a waste of time to be a teacher's model." Huo Shanchun stood up and moved to Wen Cheng, raised his hand to touch the brim of Wen Cheng's hat and took off his hat: "For me, being a teacher Models are more precious than any learning opportunity."

The moment he took off the hat, he saw Wen Cheng's slightly long hair tied in a small knot on his head, trembling when touched by the hat, and then Wen Cheng's unshaven but still handsome face.

He looks like a bit vicissitudes but handsome uncle.

When Wen Cheng saw that his hat was taken off, he was a little flustered, as if he would be embarrassed to be discovered because of his sloppy appearance, he turned his face away and didn't want Huolol to see it, and even wanted to leave.

Some even became angry and wanted to snatch the hat from Hololan's hand back.

"Teacher, I don't care what people say." Huo Shanchun put his hat back so that Wen Cheng could not get it, and looked at Wen Cheng honestly: "I know that you have been following me, teacher."

Hearing the 'buzz' sound in his head, it's over.

He took a step back.

It was the shady thoughts deep in his heart that made him feel that if he got closer, he would be defiled. The young man in front of him was obviously his purest color. No matter how greedy he was in his dreams and extravagant hopes, he didn't want the young man to know what he was like. people.

And I don't want my teacher with a bad reputation to get involved with a clean and obedient student.

Originally, he just wanted to approach quietly, just to take a look.

It's good to see clearly.

But why couldn't he restrain himself from kissing the boy's knee, and with the excuse of licking his wound, he despicably asked for an indirect intimacy.

"Teacher, why are you following me?" Huo Chunol took a step forward: "Is it true that you are... a perverted teacher?"

Wen Cheng's back froze suddenly, thinking of the rumors and rumors caused by finding a girl as a model during that time. At that time, he was either looking for a mannequin or an ordinary model.

But this model is incompetent, sitting on the chair and moving around while he was drawing, the movement once affected his judgment and feelings, so he suddenly couldn't control his emotions and scolded the girl.

He didn't know how scary he was at that time, but the girl was so frightened by him that she fainted, and even bit him back when she woke up.

But it's useless for him to explain, because it's true that he really frightened that girl into fainting. Even if the following things are fabricated, he should not have failed to control his emotions as a teacher and let others have a chance. take.

At the beginning, he was just frantically looking for similar figures for his own dream, but he was exhausting his willpower after finding countless ones. In the end, he was also sorry for the girl, because he was really completely disappointed at that time.

It is impossible for such a beautiful shadow to exist in this world, it was all his dream, and it was his fault that he vented his anger on that girl in grief.

But even if he really didn't do anything, so what if he just scolded him, the fact has already been established, and his reputation will never be washed away.

Even the inspiration is running out now.

Can he still have works?

"I believe you are not."

The determined and serious words stunned Wen Cheng. He met Huo's penetrating eyes, and the bottom of the clean eyes seemed to reflect Wang Qingquan's appearance. The youthful cleanliness did not even have any stains on him. .

"Trust... me?"

Huo Shanchun could hear the questioning from Wen Cheng's voice, it was a voice of not being confident in himself, which reminded him of his previous self, if there was no Wen Cheng, he wouldn't get better and better.

——What are you afraid of? You have been wronged, but now that I am behind you, who would dare to bully you.

His eyes were slightly red, this was what Wen Cheng taught him standing behind him, his backer was named after Wen Cheng for his courage, this time it was his turn again.

Entrust the Wencheng to his bravery, and apply what he has learned.

"I believe in you." Huo Xuechun said, "If anyone still criticizes you, I will scold them!"

Why was his Wencheng scolded? Couldn't the artist have such a bad temper, and he almost made Wencheng close to himself? This is really annoying.

Wen Cheng was a little surprised by Huo Shanol's sudden temper, he didn't expect to be angry because of him, and he wasn't afraid of him either.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you." Huo Shanol put his hat on his forehead, looked at Wen Cheng and smiled, "I like you."

He wants to have an inevitable connection with Wencheng.

Let's start with his initiative.

Wen Cheng was stunned by the boy's sudden confession, he couldn't help but blush when he saw Huo Shanhan wearing his hat: "...what, what?"

It's really beautiful.

It looks good no matter what.

"Doesn't the teacher like me?"

"not me--"

"Or does the teacher think I'm not worthy to be your model?"

"No."

"That's why the teacher thinks that I..." Huo Hanchun approached Wen Cheng and whispered, "I don't look good enough for you, teacher?"

Wen Cheng smelled the smell of clean soap on the young man's body, and he thought to himself, if Huo Alcohol still doesn't meet his aesthetics, then this world might be the one that has lost him.

He found a one-in-a-billion probability, that is, Hololol, which made him fall in love with him, and instantly brought him back to life.

I just didn't expect the joy to come so soon.

"meets the."

It is a perfect fit, even a soul fit.

The bottom of his eyes tried his best to suppress his eager emotions.

"Then let me be the teacher's model." Huo Shanchun took off the hat and handed it back to Wen Cheng: "The teacher can cooperate with me however he wants, as long as the teacher is willing to teach me how to draw."

Wen Cheng was still excited when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he was a little bit disappointed when he heard the second half of the sentence. Did he want to draw pictures with him?

"I like the teacher's painting style, and I also like the emotions expressed by the teacher's paintings. I think I can learn from you and I will make progress very quickly." Huo Chunqiu intends to continue to use it in the opposite direction, and give Wen Cheng a taste of the sweetness first. Misunderstanding, just like Wen Cheng had guided him before.

If you can't hold back, you will pounce.

This is a tendency that is bound to erupt when restraint is overdone in the presence of a loved one.

"...Is this so?" Wen Cheng took his hat and lowered his head to put it on, all the shyness on his face was swallowed up at an angle that Huo Shanhou couldn't see, but when he raised his head, he returned to his original appearance: "Then I'm not too embarrassed. After all, I'm no longer a teacher at the school. I'd better pay you, so that there will be no misunderstanding."

Huo Chunchun said 'yo hoo' in his heart, this man can do it, but he can still bear it like this, it must be so clearly distinguished, right?

"I know that the teacher's situation is not very good now, so let's say that the teacher will pay me after he can sell the painting. If he can't sell it successfully, it will be used as the fee for me to learn from you. We will treat it as a partner now. , take what you need.”

Partner?

When Wen Cheng heard this word, he had other thoughts in his mind: "Okay."

The hand hanging by the side twirled slightly, as if trying to figure out something.

"Then teacher..." Huo Shanchun touched Wen Cheng with his elbow: "Do you want to invite me to visit your house?"

"Go to my house?"

"That's right, you've come to my house, so it's a good deal, it lets me understand the working environment in the future."

The boy is very good at acting like a baby, and he always rubs against him.

Wen Cheng looked sideways at the smile on Huo Chunchun's face, as if looking at a little sheep.

He thought that he was also a sheep of the same family now.

But they don't know that sometimes wolves can disguise themselves as sheep, hiding their greed for prey.

No. 121 Pantao Street——

Standing in front of the old house, Huo Xuechun felt a sense of familiarity. He used to pass by this old house when he was in school. At that time, the old lady of the house would sit at the door and bask in the sun, shaking and shaking, it was very comfortable .

He looked down at the empty ankle on his left foot, so where is his red rope?

[Togo, where is my red rope? 】

【Um?What red string? 】

Hearing Ai Duoduo say this, he was stunned for a while, and he was also puzzled by a feeling of indescribability. Why did his question seem inexplicable when he asked it, as if Ai Duoduo never knew that he had a red rope.

Wen Cheng pushed open the old black wooden door, and he looked in. He saw a small open-air courtyard, the pulley on the well was still dripping water, and beside the iron railing on the left was the vine roses he wanted to pick that day.

It is simple but has a down-to-earth life atmosphere.

Originally, the place where he lived was so simple. If there were no things about his parents, maybe his life would be flat and not attract criticism.

"Has the teacher always lived here?" He asked Wen Cheng.

There is a bold idea in my mind, why the game always shows his past intentionally or unintentionally, and even returns to the place where he lives in this level, and Wen Cheng still lives in this house.

Although the old lady in this house is not familiar to him, the significance of the red rope is so extraordinary that he has different feelings for the old lady.

It's just that the old lady left too.

People always leave when they get old.

The red string is gone, is it gone or hasn't come yet?

Is Wencheng the one who will succeed the old lady and bring him luck?

"Well, I've always lived here."

Hololol looked at Wen Cheng unexpectedly, straight? !

But why hasn't he seen Wencheng? !

【Togo, Wen Cheng said he lived here all the time, why didn't I know? ! 】

【...Alcohol, this is a virtual world, some characters are virtual, don't completely substitute them. 】

Hololol's expectation value biu has dropped again, yes, it has been said that Wen Cheng is the host, a virtual character in the game, why is he so serious about substituting it.

He lowered his head a little bit disappointed.

"I'm just human."

Huo Xuechun looked at Wen Cheng's side face, yes, he shouldn't be framed by the previous plot, this level is different from the previous one, there is a feeling that he and Wen Cheng are going to depend on each other.

Depend on each other.

What a beautiful word.

"Me too." He looked at Wen Cheng and said.

Wen Cheng's hand holding the door tightened slightly, is this guy also a person?

The inside of the house is also very simple, but the paintings on the wall are dotted with the simple space. The oil painting on the wall shows a blue and white house. Under the golden sunlight, the house looks like a fairy tale. .

He tilted his head suspiciously.

Isn't this house his home?

Why does it appear here again?

His gaze fell on the bottom of the oil painting inadvertently. The familiar 'c' signature is very personal, because the recognition made him remember this word, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes suddenly. Isn't this the one that Duanmu Xuanyu said in his house in Shangguan? painter?

"You are c!"

Wen Cheng wanted to find out if there was any disinfectant, but in the end he heard Huo Chunchun's surprised exclamation behind him, and he didn't know why he felt a little happy, the corners of his lips raised slightly, but he acted extremely calm.

Take the disinfectant and cotton swabs from the cabinet to Hololol, and ask him to sit on a chair.

Huo Xuechun looked at Wen Cheng who was silently squatting in front of him to disinfect his knees, his mind was a little confused, more and more mysteries were strung together in his mind, but they couldn't be put together in a very connected way. .

What kind of existence is Wen Cheng, this is his host, Ai Duoduo is talking about the host of the paper man, even if he is ready to love, he will love, at worst, treat it as a dream, cry when he goes out, after all Also had a blast.

But how should he explain it now, the existence of Wencheng has inadvertently been related to reality, and it is all related to him.

It was as if she was trying to tell him something somewhere.

It's just that this game is not a virtual game?

Wait, did he miss a point? ! ! !

When doing missions before, there were people who sent missions, that is, the golden pig daddy who gave the money, so who is the golden pig daddy who paid 100 billion this time?And who is trying so hard to play such a game.

[Togo, can I just ask, who is my golden pig father? 】

Ai Duoduo: [...] You can't say it, it would be scary to say it: [Well, we still have to abide by the professional ethics in our industry. Golden pig fathers are generally mysterious people and don't reveal themselves. 】

[Then why did the golden pig father issue such a task? 】

Ai Duoduo: [Yes, there is a lot of money, I want to spend it. 】

[What about the game producer, you can always ask this question, I support the original version, I want to love the original producer, if I see a pirated game in the future, I can help to defend the rights and file a complaint! ! 】

Ai Duoduo: […] It has brought so many sessions of the system. In fact, no one has asked the game producer. If it is mentioned, the game producer might come back to fight.

After all, I loved vigorously in the previous sessions. Although it was he in the end, the process was quite difficult.

Fortunately, no one asked the game producer.

But his little assistant asked, which made it a bit of a headache: [Uh... Well, the producer is our boss, and we as employees can't just talk about the boss, let alone I haven't seen it before. Well, maybe it is a string of data like me. 】

Hololol felt a little lost when he heard it, did he string the data?

Then why does this string of data design the game like this, and why are the hosts in it all facing him like this, always feeling like they want to tell him something?

For example, the first level has completed the regret of his life, that is, he did not see his father's eyes, and his mother who left suddenly.

For example, the photo of the second level appeared in the second level. Although it was his ugly photo, his last name was written on the back.

For example, in the third level, before he left, Wen Cheng gave him the necklace, the word "alcohol" on the back of the gift box, and his home.

When he got to this level, he saw the oil painting of the family house again.

Therefore, there must be some necessary connection between these things, and the appearance of the Wenyana is not accidental.

"Your ankle..."

Just when he was thinking about it, he heard Wen Cheng speak, and he lowered his head to meet Wen Cheng's gaze, his eyes were burning, as if he was expecting something.

"Ok?"

Hololol felt that Wen Cheng's fingertips passed over his ankle, and he inadvertently touched his skin, which made him shudder.

What happened to his ankle?

He glanced at his ankle, it was empty, he was a little flustered without the red rope, but he had different expectations, as if he would come back somewhere.

"Your ankles are beautiful."

Wen Cheng lowered his eyes to look at Huo Chunol's slender ankle, there should be something here.

Just like a dream.