Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Cheng was dazzled by Huo Alcohol's initiative and enthusiasm, but it also made him fall into love and couldn't extricate himself. The beast buried deep in his heart seemed to be awakened in the youthful and passionate kiss. The hand at the waist felt the concave curve of the waist, which also made his heart sag.

The two may have kissed for a long time, until they almost ran out of oxygen before letting go of each other.

Huololol had never kissed Wen Cheng for so long, so when he left his lips, his panting sound was a little heavy, and the corners of his eyes were also blushed because of the passionate kiss, and the blush spread on his fair cheeks, as if he was shy in his eyes. And extremely happy.

He just put his arms around Wen Cheng's neck and didn't let go, just wrapped Wen Cheng to ask him to hug him, and when he saw Wen Cheng was embarrassed, he felt a little happy in his heart, he didn't expect Wen Cheng to be shy, it was really rare to see.

Unscrupulously still teasing.

touching.

He watched Wen Cheng's reaction.

When he felt the hot urge to move, he raised a sly smile at the corner of his lips, and leaned closer: "Teacher, you touched me."

The deepness in Wen Cheng's eyes gradually deepened, and the obscurity was swallowed up by the bright smile in Huo Chunchun's eyes. It was late at night, and his crazy side should also appear.

Slightly bending over, holding Hololin's buttocks with his arms, hugging like a child, the two of them were close to each other, belly to belly, the distance was shortened in an instant, the ambiguity rose, and the love was ignited.

"You provoked me."

The man's voice was hoarse but extremely sexy, provoking nerves.

Huo Xuechun sat between Wen Cheng's arms with his legs wrapped around his waist, he lowered his head against Wen Cheng's forehead, looked at each other, his eyes sparkled, and said with a soft smile: "I just want to provoke you, who told you to hide?" I."

As he spoke, he bit Wen Cheng's lower lip again.

[My wish is to be able to ****. 】

Hololol: "???"

I was stunned, what kind of wish was blocked, some of those wishes were blocked before 18r, why are they still blocked, is the current review mechanism so strict?

Recalling how many characters were beeped just now, ***** is 9 characters, and based on the introduction of the previous materials, my mind automatically added the wish that meets Wen Cheng.

——My wish is to be able to 'press Holol on the bed C? '

Exactly nine words, maybe it is, but what is it that is pestering him?

Looking at Wen Cheng, he curled his lips and smiled.

It seems that he knows Wen Cheng very well, even if Wen Cheng is shy about this level, he will go directly to it.

10 minutes later - "Sleep."

Huo Shanchun looked at the boundary of the Chu River separated by the quilt in the middle of the bed, and looked at Wen Cheng expressionlessly: "..."

He's all set, that's it?

That's it? ! ! !

Wen Cheng covered Huo Alcohol with the quilt, and then lay down, as if it was okay to sleep together, that was just covering the quilt and just chatting: "This way I won't be afraid."

After speaking, he turned off the light.

Everything can't be overdone, it needs to be done step by step and slowly.

Don't let Hololol be scared away by him.

The room where the lights were turned off quickly became dark, and it took a while for the moonlight pouring in from the window to illuminate the room.

"Teacher, I'm afraid."

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Then I won't be afraid if you hold me."

"Although I'm not a teacher at the school now, it's still a bit inappropriate for us to do this. It's better to keep a proper distance."

Huo Shanchun was annoyed when he heard that, he kissed and hugged him, now that Wen Cheng said this, he was a scumbag, and he turned over the boundary of Chu River in annoyance and directly pressed on Wen Cheng's body.

The same soap scent blends in the instant of warmth and warmth, and the fresh taste also collides with a different ambiguity.

Putting his legs apart on Wencheng's side, he looked at Wencheng's appearance through the moonlight.

"I don't want any distance from you, I just want to be inseparable from you." His words became more and more direct, which is what he learned from Wen Cheng. If you like it, you should express your love without hesitation: "I not only want The heart is inseparable from you, and so is the body."

As he spoke, he put Wen Cheng's hand on his waist.

He hoped that Wen Cheng could be bolder, because he was not that fragile.

The most direct way to express love between them is the fusion of souls, the expression of language, and physical collision.

The expression on Wen Cheng's face could not be seen clearly in the pitch darkness, only Wen Cheng himself knew how heartbroken he was when he heard such words, but the more he was like this, the more he felt that he was not worthy, now he has nothing and nothing, why give The little lover in the dream is in love.

Is he too anxious to appear in front of Hololol? If he can be slower, will there be a better time when he recovers?

The more straightforward the love, the more unwilling he is.

After being defeated by the power, he was devastated and even chose to accept his fate, so now is it too late to regret and accept his fate?

"Wen Cheng, don't you like me?" Huo Shanol grabbed Wen Cheng's hand and put it on his lower back.

The skin that is not touched through the clothes is smooth, the waist is sexy and sunken, and the fingertips tremble slightly when touched.

Huo Xuechun lowered Wen Cheng's hand again: "Don't you want to eat me? I'll let you eat it."

The warping and soft feeling of the palm completely ignited greed in Wen Cheng's eyes.

The moment it ignited, it was suppressed again.

Quickly pulled the quilt aside to wrap Hololol, then turned his back and fell asleep.

Cholol: "...?"

So Wen Cheng is not good, he is like this! ! !

"...we're not a good fit, that's not okay."

With his back facing the light from the window, Huo Shanol saw the silhouette of Wen Cheng's back facing him. The wide back is a very secure existence, although he started to say such words again.

He put his arms around Wen Cheng's waist, and put his forehead on Wen Cheng's back: "Don't you like me? Otherwise, why are you following me, why are you always looking at me, so are you a pervert?"

Wen Cheng: "..." How could he be a pervert.

"If you're not a pervert, why do you follow me like a stalker? What's your purpose?" Hololol continued to provoke: "Teacher, are you just like they say, you are a villain, and you just think too much about students? , just like you are now, you don't even resist if students want to sleep with you."

Wen Cheng frowned, he turned around, and looked at the young man lying beside him by the moonlight.

After adapting to the darkness, the light gradually recovered. He could clearly see the expression of Huo Chunchun. The delicacy between the young man's brows was full of energy. When he said such words, he could clearly feel the provocative meaning in them.

He knew that Hololol was irritating him, but if he told his real purpose, he might be scolded even more horribly.

The downcast eyes covered the real him, and turned around again.

"Whatever you say, fear can leave now."

The indifference of the tone sounded in the night, and it sounded very ruthless.

"Okay, let's go." Huo Chunchun turned over angrily when he heard Wen Cheng's words, probably because he accidentally scratched the scratch on his back with too much movement, he couldn't help but gasped.

Then he heard the sound of Wen Cheng turning over quickly, and the injured wound no longer felt pain, instead it made him think of a bitter plan.

Pretending to sniff his nose and choke, he said, "I got a wound, it hurts a bit."

Wen Cheng turned over and sat up, looking at the young man with his back facing him, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head drooping so thin, he thought of what would have happened if he hadn't followed Huolol just now.

It's so late, it's a bit dangerous to let such a boy go back, even if the house is next door, there will inevitably be some accidents.

He took back what he said just now.

"It's too late, don't go back and sleep here, come back tomorrow morning."

Huo Shanol turned his head and looked at Wen Cheng aggrievedly: "Don't you feel sorry for my wound? Don't you take a look?"

Wen Cheng was a little dazed by Huo Chunchun's aggrieved and coquettish tone. He wanted to turn on the light and see more clearly, just like at the door just now. Almost made him lose his sense of proportion.

"...I just took the medicine."

"But I think it's bleeding again."

"...The wound is not deep, probably not."

Hearing Cheng's answer, Huo Shanchun got itchy teeth, stood up angrily and wanted to go outside: "I'm going back."

As soon as he got up, his wrist was grabbed.

"Cholol."

Huo Xuechun squatted, his eyes flickered, this should be the first time Wen Cheng called his name in this world, suddenly he felt a different feeling.

Perhaps it was because this world was so familiar that he had the illusion that Wen Cheng had come to his world.

"...It's too late, if someone bullies you and no one is by your side, I will worry."

Wen Cheng seemed a little embarrassed when he said these words, but the hand that held Huolanol was tight.

Huo Xuechun turned his face to the side: "Now you keep me here, what identity is it, the identity of a voyeur? You have been with me for so long, is it not good to not give an explanation? Dear teacher Wen Cheng."

When the word 'teacher' came out of Huo Chunchun's mouth, Wen Cheng felt a little bit rippling in his heart.

For him, he is no longer a teacher now, and he followed Huo Chunol because of the girl in his dreams, but after he said it, Huo Chunol would definitely think he was a pervert, so he would rather not say it.

If you don't say it, it will cause misunderstanding.

In fact, he followed because...

like.

"because I like you."

Subconsciously blurting out was faster than rationality, and it seemed that it was not as difficult as imagined after speaking out, but even I was taken aback by myself.

The sound of cicadas was loud and wanton, like a celebratory rhapsody.

Some things are always arranged, and will inadvertently move towards that destined answer.

No matter what, it will not change.

"If you admit it earlier, there won't be so many things." Huo Shanhan approached Wen Cheng: "It must be so hard."

He purposely squeezed between Wen Cheng's legs.

"It was just an accident." Wen Cheng hugged Hololol and let him sit on his lap. This movement was much more proficient than he imagined, as if he had done it countless times before, as long as Hololol approached, Everything will come naturally.

It was as if he would subconsciously catch Hololol when he saw that he was about to leave.

As if he had suffered such a turn and left.

Huo Shanol straddled Wen Cheng's body, hugging his neck without letting go: "Don't be surprised, because I won't leave when I come, I have liked you for a long, long, long time."

It's been so long that he's a little fuzzy.

Wen Cheng was a little surprised when he heard Huo Shanchun say a long, long time, but he didn't say it, and he didn't know why he always had a strange feeling, as if he also liked it for a long time.

Obviously he just dreamed that his little lover was in his home.

"Wen Cheng, don't be afraid, I will definitely do what I said, and I will not let you be wronged." Huo Haochun once again promised that he would not let Wen Cheng suffer any wronged.

Wen Cheng gently rubbed the back of Huo Chunchun's neck with his hand, enjoying the softness and warmth in his arms at this moment, of course nothing is more touching than this sentence.

"Forget it, you can't get someone else's."

It's just a waste of his hard work, because this society is so realistic that a person can be easily destroyed, and the surrounding public opinion can completely sink a person into the abyss.

Just when he thought he would be alone, fortunately, there was such a boy, so that he was not so negative.

It's just that I didn't expect such small thoughts to be noticed and let go.

"I can help you." Huo Shanchun straightened up and looked at Wen Cheng condescendingly: "As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I will definitely clear up your grievances. I want to tell everyone that you Wen Cheng is not that kind of person, tell everyone Wen Cheng Cheng is an excellent person and a person worthy of respect."

Such words were sonorous and powerful, as if the evidence had already been obtained and spread out to the public, Wen Cheng was very moved.

When he was most helpless, no one stood by him alone.

But now someone appeared, in his lonely and sad world.

Huo Xuechun seemed to feel the depression on Wen Cheng's body, which made him a little uncomfortable, leaned forward to embrace Wen Cheng in his arms, and patted his back gently with his hand.

The line of sight fell out of the window.

This location can just see his room on the second floor of his house.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I also had the urge to leave this world."

Wen Cheng's body was slightly startled.

"At that time, I was preparing to go to the third year of high school, and my studies were good. No exaggeration, I was a child of someone else's family. At that time, I also felt that

I'm so lucky, my family has a little money, my parents seem to be very harmonious, and my future is bright.But when I was deeply engrossed in my vision for the future, a thunderbolt hit my head. My father cut corners and caused the death of workers on the construction site. The disappearance of several lives meant that several families were destroyed.At that time, I endured such a sudden accident in a daze, and my mother went crazy before I fully reflected it. "

"Those families came to court because my father did such a thing. Even if my father was sentenced to life and lost money, it was still hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart. He made trouble every day, as if he was innocent. The ghosts of the workers who left are circulating at the door of their homes."

"Not only that, I also suffered a lot of inexplicable abuse, whether it was real public opinion or false, they all fell on me and made me unable to wear it."

"My mother was driven crazy because of this incident. She didn't let me go to school. She repeated my father's mistakes and hopelessness in life every day in my ears. She even beat me and said she wanted to take me away."

Huo Shanchun said with a laugh: "I want to take me out of this world." As he said that, he pressed his forehead heavily on Wen Cheng's shoulder: "Do you know who saved me in the end?"

"……Who?"

"There was a heavy rain that day, a very heavy rainstorm. My mother hadn't washed or dried clothes for a long time, because I was doing it. But that day was very strange. After seeing the rain, she said that she was going to dry clothes, This made her let me go and didn't hit me again. I thought I was going to die at the time, standing by the window, and I was so uncomfortable that I wanted to jump off. But this rainstorm saved me, because I wasn't Beaten to death by mother."

"Since then, I feel like I've come back to life." Huo Shanol has never talked about himself with Wen Cheng. The man was wearing a black suit and was holding a white umbrella with a red string on it. I thought he was the soul robbing messenger who came to take my life, but he didn’t move. I thought he saved me.”

A white umbrella with a red string on it?

Wen Cheng seemed to have thought of something and was stunned for two seconds.

"Wen Cheng, don't be afraid, I will always stand by your side, even if the whole world doesn't want you, and me, I will stand by your side unconditionally."

The youth's promise is more pleasant than the words of love, Wen Cheng raised his eyes to meet Shang Huo Alcohol's gaze.

Their eyes were burning, and in the silence between each other, they seemed to hear an answer.

Wen Cheng felt that the existence of hololol was like roses blooming on the edge of the abyss, beautiful and tenacious, making people want to take risks to pick them.

He wondered if his adventure was successful, he could attract Hololol's attention, and he could also get Hololol's confession, he was like a pie falling from the world, the little lover in his dream, come true.

Thinking of the dream I had that night, and thinking of Huololol's state at that time, it was in this room and this bed.

With the lights off, the atmosphere is ambiguous, just like it is now.

The surge of restraint in the bottom of the eyes climbed up again.

I really want to ask why I like him, but I am afraid that if I ask, it will be another dream, and maybe he is alone again when I wake up from the dream, if I don't ask, I have to wait until daytime.

"Would you like to go to Tibet to sketch with me?" Huo Chunchun proposed the invitation. He worked so hard to work part-time in order to save money and take Wencheng to Tibet to sketch together at the end of the term. A chance to bounce back: "Just go out and get some air, and come with me, okay?"

When Wen Cheng heard the word 'sketch', he knew that Huolhan wanted him to start painting, but now he has no inspiration to draw others.

"Don't go."

"why are you not going?"

"I don't want to draw."

"You are so good at painting, why don't you stop painting? Are you going to give up your ideals because of those things?"

"I have no ideals."

Hololol: "...You obviously have it."

"Where do I have it?" Wen Cheng looked at him and asked.

Huo Xuechun raised his finger and pointed at himself: "Aren't you the one who wants to paint Guoguo?"

Fortunately, the lights were turned off, otherwise Wen Cheng felt that he might be noticed the surprise on his face.

Huo Shanchun smiled, then moved closer to Wen Cheng's ear, and bit his ear: "You go to Tibet with me, and I'll just lie here, whatever you want, okay?"

The ultimate temptation began to spread in the middle of the night again.

The fragrant roses began to entangle endlessly, causing Wen Cheng to surrender.

Just because of the three words 'whatever you'.

So that night, he had another dream.

I dreamed that in the small bathroom, I was messing around with Huo Xuechun through the sound of water.

Then there was a voice that echoed very clearly in my ears:

——Wen Cheng, you have to be clear, Alcohol is not yours alone.

—Because Hololol is ours.

The voice was clearly his.

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