Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

The yard is brightly lit. Although it is midsummer, the shade from the towering trees does not feel the heat at all, but it is cool.

Wen was riding outside the courtyard, holding a paint tray in one hand and drawing something with a paintbrush in the other.

The back is quiet, and people can't help but calm down.

"Teacher, your clothes are a bit long."

Wen Cheng's hand trembled when he was writing, and there was an abrupt stroke on the canvas. He turned his head slowly, and saw Huo Shanol wearing his large T-shirt, which did not reach his thighs, revealing his slender and fair legs.

Under the outline of the light, it teases the eagerness that has already emerged in the nerves.

Huo Xuechun walked up to Wen Cheng's side, propping his knees to see what he was drawing, but when he saw the outline of the silhouette in the painting, he froze, this is——

him?

The moisture and the faint scent of soap lingering around Wen Cheng's breath after just taking a bath made him feel restless, and his hand holding the pen was also a little unsteady.

He underestimated Hololol's allure to him.

Cholol is an existence that can take away sanity.

"It's cold outside, go in."

"It's summer and it's hot."

"Then put on your pants."

"I'm not even wearing underwear."

"..." Wen Cheng looked at Huo Shanhan in surprise, and slammed into the cunning in the little guy's eyes, as nimble as a little fox.

Nothing... no clothes?

Adam's apple rolls.

The dream from that night came to mind again.

[Heart rate 100. 】

[Hoolol, don't get angry, I'm not a good person. 】

His eyes are dark.

Huo Shanol squatted beside Wen Cheng and looked up at him: "Teacher, I believe you, you are definitely not that kind of person."

"what?"

"I don't even believe what they say." Huo Shanchun supported the easel in front of him, his eyes were burning: "You are definitely not that kind of villain, you will never bully girls, I believe you."

Wen Cheng's face changed suddenly when he heard Huo Shanchun mentioning this matter, he stood up and started packing the easel without saying anything.

"Wen Cheng." Huo Shanchun grabbed the corner of Wen Cheng's clothes and looked at him with a frown: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you will never be able to cheer up again? Or can't draw?"

"It's late, let's rest." Wen Cheng packed up the easel and walked into the house.

Hololol followed behind him: "You can draw, you can cheer up, as long as you think you can."

Wen Cheng in front of him stopped suddenly, and he bumped into Wen Cheng's back unexpectedly, clutching his nose in pain.

"What do you know?" Wen Cheng's eyes were indifferent and his tone was cold.

Huo Shanchun didn't expect Wen Cheng to resist him all of a sudden, even with such a cold tone, he felt a little uncomfortable when he got used to this guy's gentle pampering.

Also, this time he and Wen Cheng have no absolute connection to each other, and they can only rely on him to have a relationship.

Now that he asked this question, he must have touched Wen Cheng's sad matter.

Facing Shang Wencheng's indifferent gaze, he said, "I understand."

How could he not understand Wen Cheng's current mood.

Sometimes the more embarrassing you are, the more you need to save face, because face is the last dignity and the last bottom line. Once it is crossed, it will explode.

According to the character design of his level this time, Wen Cheng is the teacher he admires the most, so his love should be expressed more directly.

Not to mention that Wen Cheng is someone he likes, and he will speak sweet words.

"Teacher, I like your paintings." He walked up to Wen Cheng and put down the painter in Wen Cheng's hand, which was convenient for him to hug him. These things would prevent him from being intimate with Wen Cheng: "I I like the emotions expressed in your paintings. I like the back view you painted. The roses on the back are like burning fire, like a pair of affectionate eyes. Although only the back view is seen, it expresses the heart without omission. It is the intensity of your love, the passion of your love, you are never stingy in expressing your love, even though you usually seem a little unapproachable, you give all your tenderness to painting.”

"You are willing to love your house, and when you see a student who loves painting so much, you are willing to teach her. Even if you sacrifice a little of your own time, you are not willing to let the student learn less, because you hope that what you like can show different colors on others. "

"When someone tramples on your art, tramples on your dignity, tramples on all your hard work, you can't bear it."

"You don't allow anyone to insult the art of painting, so you're angry, and that's why you curse, right?"

Holol's voice echoed in the yard, sonorous and powerful, but with his gentleness to Wencheng, which comforted Wencheng and gave him confidence.

Not everyone wears colored glasses, and there are always people who stand on the side of justice and support them.

Wen Cheng's head buzzed, like a tense string breaking in an instant, the emotions he had suppressed for a long time were completely released in Huololol's overly gentle eyes.

The airtight room, the wine bottles in the room, the drunken state, decadent enough to self-deprecate, until he opened the window that day, and the light from the window poured into the room.

And he saw hoolol in the light.

This boy broke into his world forcefully and dazzlingly, knocking on his crumbling window.

Now he pried open his atrium again, and wanted to crawl in.

But why, it was obviously the first time he and Huolol met in the grove that day, didn't they?This guy probably doesn't know him, even if he knows he is a teacher, but he has never taught Hololol, why...

Then understand him.

Huo Xuechun looked at the unshaven Wen Cheng's state of being in a vicissitudes of life, but this is the person he likes, how could he dislike him, and he couldn't feel distressed when his eyes were red.

Walking up to Wen Cheng and holding his hands: "That girl bullied you, slandered you for bullying her, I believe you would never do such a thing."

Wen Cheng met those burning eyes, and wrapped his heart hotly: "Why?"

Huo Xuechun laughed out loud: "It's because you don't like her."

Wen Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

"You don't like girls." Hololol caught the subtle changes on Wen Cheng's face and made a teasing expression: "You like boys, but you don't dare to approach him when you like him, and then you secretly follow him, follow him Go to the restaurant, follow him to school, and watch secretly not far away where he might appear."

An incredulous look appeared in Wen Cheng's eyes, as if he was asking why he knew.

Huolol continued: "He was sleeping in the classroom and you walked over to block him from the sun, and you were watching him outside the court with the girls when he was playing basketball, screaming? Isn't he handsome? When Were you jealous when his brother hugged him, did you really want to rush up and say that this is your man, don't touch him."

Wen Cheng's face was slightly unnatural, the roots of his ears began to turn red, and his palms began to sweat.

"Also, when he fell in the grove, you were nervous and worried and subconsciously chose to show up. When he was injured, you felt so distressed. You didn't have time to send him to the school infirmary for disinfection, so you disinfected it with saliva first." Holol Chun watched the gaudy changes on Wen Cheng's face, and felt that if Wen Cheng didn't do something, he would laugh.

Why is this guy so cute this time, so he can hold back?

"And then tonight, you showed up to him like a hero."

Wen Cheng's gaze was locked on Huo Shanol's face, his heartbeat was beating rapidly and crazily, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, anticipation and——

Scared.

"When he was afraid, when he was helpless, you were the first hero to appear in front of him, Wen Cheng, you are a hero." Huo alcohol's eyes were slightly hot: "You are my hero."

As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth was covered.

Staring blankly at Wen Cheng's eyes, Wen Cheng's eyes were red a long time ago, most likely he was touched by him, but why did he cover his mouth, did he think he was noisy?

Don't you usually use kisses to gag?

"...Stop talking." Wen Cheng covered his mouth, the rapid heartbeat made his brain a little lack of oxygen, and even breathing became uncomfortable, and there would be uncomfortable physiological reactions if he was too nervous.

As a result, I felt a warm imprint on the palm of my hand.

Not only was it printed, but the palm was licked, and the moisture and palpitations were transmitted from the palm to his heart. Looking at Huolanol's innocence, his eyes were sly and teasing.

He blew up.

Seeing the situation, Huo Shanchun immediately tore off Wen Cheng's hand, and put his hand on his heart: "Listen, is my heart beating very fast?"

Wen Cheng turned his face away, he was too nervous to speak.

This kind of horror of being discovered and spied on made him feel hard to say, he was actually discovered by the little lover in his dreams, isn't it disgusting, isn't it terrible, he doesn't deserve such a compliment.

It doesn't even deserve to be connected.

"Wen Cheng, I like you."

The sound of cicadas resounded in the courtyard, like a cheerful symphony, accompanying this confession, and the sound of heartbeats joined the melody.

These four words made Wen Cheng freeze in place, his limbs went numb, and his mind went blank. He felt that he was finished, and he was so nervous that he could suffocate.

"...Stay away from me." Wen Cheng felt that he couldn't do it anymore, he needed to calm down, took his hand away from Huo Shanol's hand, and took a small step to the side.

The distance between the two was also opened up by a small step.

Just one small step.

The lights in the yard were so bright, so Huo Shanchun could see the expression on Wen Cheng's face clearly. He knew that Wen Cheng was shy and extremely nervous, so he took a step back cooperatively.

Just to the door.

"Can I refund so much?"

Wen Cheng took a glance from the corner of his eye: "...just go further away." Give him some time to calm down.

Hololol took another step obediently: "How about this?"

"Go further."

"how about this?"

"...Go further." Wen Cheng persevered in finding excuses for his heartbeat to calm down, and didn't dare to look at Huo Hanol.

Because he was calming down, a surprise like calming down fell from the sky, making him unable to think.

He needs time to think.

It feels really good to have a dream come true, he is afraid that it will be a dream, so he has to delay this dream for a while.

I closed my eyes and didn't look at Hololol.

"How about this?" Huo Shanchun had already retreated to the door, he held the door, looked at Wen Cheng, who was already some distance away, and asked again.

"Back again—"

"Back again and I will leave."

Wen Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, turned sideways to see that Huo Shanhan was already standing at the door, against the light, as if being merged into a piece by the light of the door and would disappear at any time, his pupils shrank.The tightly clenched hand beside him was about to stretch out subconsciously, but he was afraid of being abrupt, so he retracted the stretched fingers fiercely.

The expression on his face showed his fear without omission.

Huo Shanchun stood in the middle of the door, waiting for Wen Cheng's answer: "Wen Cheng, I like you, and you like me too, right?"

Even if there is no connection this time, even if his confession seems abrupt, then he has to pull out the relationship abruptly and confess directly, otherwise he will have a relationship with Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng looked sideways at the young man at the door, his moist eyes gleamed with a delicate luster, and slowly raised the hand beside him that he dared not stretch out.

"Wen Cheng, if you don't answer me, I'm leaving." Huo Shanhan made a gesture and turned to leave.

In the next second, he felt a gust of wind rush in from behind.

Hurrying steps, a warm and broad chest with a strong sense of security, a strong and powerful heartbeat hitting the back, and warm panting by the ear, again and again.

"Don't go." Wen Cheng hugged him tightly from his back, his eyes were flushed, and he could even hear the trembling voice: "...don't go."

The first sound of "Don't go" is a statement, and the second sound of "Don't go" is fear.

Huo Xuechun heard Wen Cheng's fearful emotions, and successfully raised the corners of his lips, but he still couldn't help gasping when he touched the wound on his back when Wen Cheng hugged him too tightly.

"It hurts, don't hold it so tightly."

Wen Cheng loosened his arms in a panic, trying to open his back to see if his back was bleeding from being held too tightly by him, but when he opened his clothes, he saw his naked buttocks.

At that moment, the fierce wolf came out of the mountain.

Huo alcohol quickly pressed the hem of his clothes, turned his head and met Shang Wencheng's scorching gaze, but looked away embarrassedly when he was watching.

This made him tease again.

"Teacher, you molested me."

Wen Cheng heard Huo Chunol's accusation that his ears were red and hot, he put his hand down and took it back, he was a little at a loss, he took a step back, but was caught by Huo Chunol.

"Teacher, you will be responsible for touching me." Huo Shanchun took Wen Cheng's hand and put it on his waist, and leaned close to him, his eyes reflected Wen Cheng's appearance, capturing all of Wen Cheng's emotions: "You still If you look at me, then you have to be more responsible.”

The young man's voice was clear, and when he lowered it slightly, he was tinged with temptation. He looked innocent, but every word was full of cunning, and it was a trap, forcing people to jump down.

The affectionate reflection in the beautiful eyes made Wen Cheng a little dazed.

Where did the affection come from? Is it the affection for him?

Why does it seem that I have liked him for a long time, so long that such affection is warm and urgent, and finally I can't bear to confess all my love to him.

Let him be involuntarily led to such an affectionate fall.

Wen Cheng's palm caressed his slender waist, and he felt the warmth and thinness through the thin shirt, as if he could hold it completely as long as he put his hands on it.

"...How are you responsible?" He heard his own voice hoarse, because the words brewing in his throat had been waiting for too long, and the words were all thoughtful.

When Huo Shanchun heard that Wen Cheng was finally taken away by him, he put Wen Cheng's hands around his waist, getting closer, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Whatever the teacher wants, I will do." As he spoke, he touched the back of Wen Cheng's neck with his feet, leaned into Wen Cheng's ear and whispered: "Does the teacher really want me to be a model? I am a teacher. Is the model good? It’s the teacher’s model alone, you can do whatever you want.”

The soft voice next to the ear is like the intimate words of a lover, penetrating into the ear, gentle and tender, full of affection.

"...Why?" Wen Cheng couldn't believe such a surprise that seemed to fall from the sky.

Huo Xuechun understood the meaning of Wen Cheng's words as soon as he heard it. He put his arms around Wen Cheng's neck, and jumped onto Wen Cheng's body without saying a word, and wrapped his hands around Wen Cheng's waist.

Wen Cheng was afraid that he would fall, so he raised his hand to support his hip.

Wearing nothing, when the arm touches the real skin, the Adam's apple rolls.

The intimate but sweet shadow of the two embracing each other under the light is surrounded by the door frame, like a unique reward.

"Because I believe in you." Huolol put his head on Wen Cheng's shoulder, and his nose felt a little sore when he felt Wen Cheng's most real embrace: "Because I love you."

Because he loves hearing and teaching, he believes in it.

Believe in Wencheng's character, believe in Wencheng's character, and believe that Wencheng is a person who sticks to the bottom line no matter what the situation is.

This is the person he loves, a very good, very good person.

"Even if you don't believe it, I just love you. I don't care if you accept it or not. I like you. I like you if you don't accept it. I've been waiting for you to appear. I always thought that if you don't appear, I will Fortunately, I didn't have to wait too long." Huo Shanchun raised his hand and pinched Wen Cheng's ear, watching his heart itching and biting directly: "You are really too annoying, if I fall, will you I just plan to hold back."

Wen Cheng was stunned, did this guy fall on purpose last time?

His eyes were gloomy, and he squeezed his soft and fleshy buttocks as punishment: "Who allowed you to hurt yourself?"

Hololol hummed: "Who made me wait so long for you not to show up."

"I'm nothing now, and I can't give you anything." Wen Cheng said.

"Then I'm nothing, just a poor student." Huo Shanchun said to Wencheng fearlessly.

Wen Cheng hugged the man and went into the house: "I have a bad reputation and owe a lot of money, and now I don't have the inspiration to draw a good painting. My life is a mess. I can't delay you."

"You won't delay me."

"I will." Wen Cheng put Huolhan in his arms on the bed, then squatted in front of Huolhan and looked up at him: "I shouldn't provoke you."

Huo Xuechun felt a little sad when he heard Wen Chengyong wanted to reject him with such words, but he was not reconciled, because there was nothing difficult for him, and he still had a golden finger.

Lean forward and try to embrace the Wenyana again.

When he saw Wen Cheng raised his hand to block him, he angrily pushed away Wen Cheng's blocking movement, hugged Wen Cheng forcefully, and even sat on Wen Cheng's lap with his legs spread apart.

Wen Cheng was wearing shorts, and the softness he felt this time broke his sanity directly.

If he refuses again, he may realize that he is really a dog.

Huo Xuechun held up Wencheng and forced him to look at him. His condescending action made the action look a bit domineering. He lowered his eyes and said forcefully: "With me, Huo Xuechun, I will not let you Wencheng be wronged. I will definitely return your innocence."

Wen Cheng felt that he had really fallen into such an obsession, now——

It's not a dream.

Huo Shanchun was stunned and did not speak, he lifted his chin and kissed him.

The moonlight poured into the room, and finally the ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the heat.

Under the hazy moonlight, the kiss went from the superficial tenderness to the clumsy entanglement after getting better.

The harmony of souls never needs reason.

As long as you get on it, you will know what makes sense.

作者有话要说：嘿嘿嘿今日份日万完毕！感谢在2020-05-2923:41:19~2020-05-3010:54:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I want to enter the big manuscript box to see 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!