Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

The light in the box fell on the wine glass, and the ice cubes refracted a fine luster.The two embracing each other ambiguously on the sofa looked at each other, as if looking for some trace in each other's eyes.

"Mr. Wen."

Hearing Huolol's coquettish tone next to his ear, Wen Cheng thought to himself that this little pet was quite good and had entered the state so quickly, so he quickly put aside the inexplicable image that appeared in his mind.

Caressing Hololol's slender waist with his hand, the heart's swelling and jumping can't be controlled when he feels the curve of Yingying's grasp.

Facing the timid but somewhat shy eyes of the person in his arms, this look very pleased him.

His eyes fell on Hololol's fair neck. The blue blood vessels covered under the thin skin were extremely clear, probably because they were too white, and it also made him very eager to feel the sensation of his teeth piercing the skin to draw blood. pleasure.

Slowly approaching the neck, burying his head in Hololol's shoulder and neck, and gently touching it with his lips.

"Little guy, do you know what I'm going to do?"

"What does Mr. Wen want to do?" Huo Shanchun tried his best to show a timid and ignorant look, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Cheng, as if he would not be able to see it without a few more glances.

"I want you to be mine—" Wen Cheng wrapped his arms around him even tighter, his broad arms almost wrapped him in his arms, he lowered his head and smiled warmly next to Huo Hanol's ear: "Forget it, wait I'll tell you when I get fatter."

Hololol: "..." He can't get fat, when will he gain weight.

Honestly nestled in Wen Cheng's arms, waiting for Wen Cheng to say something else.

"Feed me a drink." Wen Cheng lazily leaned back on the sofa, resting his hands on the back of the sofa chair, like a big boss.

Huo Xuechun picked up the wine glass on the table, he poured a little just now, after all the wine is harmful to the body, it is better to drink less, and then feed it to Wen Cheng's mouth.

Wen Cheng glanced at the wine in the glass, which was only for two sips, and looked at Huo Alcohol, who frowned and seemed a little displeased:

"That little?"

His tone sounded like he was blaming him for being so unreasonable?Generally do not have to be full.

This little lover is out of line.

"How much more do you want to drink?" Huo Shanol glanced at Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng's face was reflected in the amber eyes, with a hint of warning.

Wen Cheng: "..." Strange, what is he afraid of, why is he afraid: "That's it."

It's just so fast.

Just don't know why.

Then that reluctance is to make a good impression on the little lover.

He found a perfect step for himself, it's really not his cowardice.

Then his eyes signaled the little lover to feed himself a drink.

The corners of Huo Xuechun's lips raised a slight arc, and then obediently fed Wen Cheng the wine, and when he saw Wen Cheng raised his head and drank the wine, he turned sideways and put the wine glass back on the table.

The moment he put down the wine glass, his waist was pulled back suddenly, and his whole body was pressed on the sofa.

Wen Cheng kissed him before he could react.

The spirit of the imported foreign wine rushed into the mouth in an instant, the oak aroma of the whiskey permeated in the entanglement, and the effect of alcohol and the forced action all volatilized just right.

Huo Xuechun's eyes were rippling with water and a little bit drunk, because he didn't know how to drink, and he felt a little overwhelmed just like that.

Watching Wen Cheng kissing himself without closing his eyes, this kind of intimacy really made him more and more used to it, more and more nostalgic, the more nostalgic, the more reluctant, and the more reluctant, the less he wants to go to the end .

Wen Cheng's tall body is covered, like a stove, as if the only temperature in the cold winter makes people flock to it.

He raised Wen Cheng's waist on the wristband and put himself close to him, and put the heart pocket on Wen Cheng's heart, feeling the surging heartbeat with his body, how real the two hearts collided, now Wen Cheng is A living person appeared in front of him, not a cardboard one.

So he really wanted to know whether Wencheng would really appear in his life in real life, but he didn't appear.

Very much want to know.

The kiss was closed, Wen Cheng let go of the holol in his arms, looked down at the handsome young man whose cheeks were flushed by his kiss, his fingers fell on his lips, and when his fingertips felt the moisture, his heart was also softly teased And pass.

It's really lonely to live for thousands of years, otherwise he would be so easily attracted by a small human being?

Sure enough, he was too lonely.

"Do you know who I am baby?"

"You are Mr. Wen." Hololol said.

When he was talking, something seemed to flash through his mind, and then his eyes widened in shock. Did he ignore a person, a person who often appeared by his side.

Mr. Wen...

Yes, Mr. Wen!

From the time he was in college, there was someone who sponsored him no matter whether it was study or living expenses, and there was even a scholarship. Their school obviously didn't have any angel scholarships, but this award seemed to be specially set up for him.

He also specifically asked the teacher to know who funded him.

——I only know that he is Mr. Wen.

The bottom of his eyes was gradually covered with moisture, why didn't he think of this possibility before, he stared at Wen Cheng who was on him in a daze, and felt his heart was filled with the unconcealable tenderness and affection in Wen Cheng's eyes.

So why did Wencheng approach him so deliberately?

The closer he got to the truth, the more eager he became.

He hugged Wen Cheng tightly and put his face on Wen Cheng's heart, frantically absorbing the temperature of the person in front of him.

If the hero of this game is Wen Cheng, can it be inferred from this that the game designer will be Wen Cheng, and then whether Wen Cheng is a real person, and so many levels are designed just to let him I found that there was a person named Wencheng around me.

And there is...

In teaching him bravery and love.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that Wen Cheng was trying so hard to teach him something with various checkpoints, and there was something waiting for him besides what he wanted to teach him.

It was indescribable to speculate that the emotion in my heart was beyond words, and I couldn't hold back my tears for a while.

Wen Cheng felt the little lover in his arms hugging him so tightly, and then felt that the shirt in front of his chest seemed a little wet, and his expression froze for a few seconds, then he sat up while pinching Huo Shanol's waist.

Holding Huolhan face to face like holding a child, his heart skipped a beat when he saw Huolhan's tearful eyes.

The vampire count, who would not have any mood swings, was at a loss by a small pet.

What a shame.

Fortunately no one was around.

"Why are you crying?" After Wen Cheng finished speaking, he realized that his tone was so gentle, it was unbelievable, when did he become such a gentle person.

Huo Xuechun looked up at Wen Cheng, his eyes were red and it made people feel distressed: "You...have you always been by my side?"

Hearing these words, Wen Cheng's head buzzed, it seemed like a sentence to open a dusty memory box, as if something was slowly being pieced together.

That was a deeply buried wish.

——Our purpose is only one, that is to find him and remind him, understand?

It was his voice.

"right."

Say it uncontrollably.

It seemed that someone was controlling his reason in his mind, because he was not willing to hurt the boy in front of him, and he didn't want to lie to the boy in front of him, so he just said something.

Are you always by Hololol's side?

Seems to be.

It seems not.

Obviously he just found his prey, why does he have a feeling that he has known Hololol for a long time.

Huololol caught the strangeness on Wen Cheng's face. He looked at Wen Cheng also in a daze, but he said something ambiguous, as if it was Wen Cheng in front of him who was at a loss, and the answer was indeed another one. people.

It suddenly occurred to me that Wencheng from so many worlds have different personalities, so what is the meaning of such an arrangement?

He wanted to ask Ai Duoduo, but he felt that he had to explore this matter by himself, and soon, he would soon know who Wen Cheng was.

He must know who Wencheng is.

His head was dizzy after drinking, and he slowly began to feel drowsy while sitting in Wen Cheng's arms, but he was afraid that Wen Cheng would disappear and leave suddenly, so he kept holding him.

Wen Cheng wanted to get away and leave, he couldn't see the dawn, but he was hugged tightly by Huo Alcohol.

In desperation, he had no choice but to teleport back to the place where he temporarily lived in the human world with Hololol.

No one can see the speed of cutting through time and space with the naked eye.

In an instant, the environment changed from a private room to a house decorated with high-end mahogany furniture, with the style of the foreign-style houses of the Republic of China in the last century. The combination of Chinese and Western styles makes the house look a little bit of historical charm, and every place is worth paying attention to. Savor it.

The house hidden deep in the old street has a mask, a mask that no one knows, waiting for the owner to reveal the true face.

Wen Cheng carried the boy in his arms into the house.

Walking through the long mahogany corridor, the sound of footsteps echoed steadily on the mahogany floor. The overly quiet environment made the sound more clear, and it was heartstrings, as if reminding something.

There are many more picture frames on the corridor, and the brand new frames look like they have just been hung, and the frames still smell of new wood.

I saw the same person in each picture frame, with different charms, different movements, different costumes and even...

Different time and space——

Holol.

The boys in the paintings from childhood to adulthood, every frown and smile are vividly depicted by the paintbrush, especially some of the women's clothing, which are even more beautiful.

Wen Cheng's footsteps stopped on the last painting.

I saw Huo Chunchun in the painting wearing a crimson cheongsam and a white soft waistcoat, holding a rose index finger to his lips, smiling and staring straight ahead, his eyes full of love, as if he was standing in front of him lover.

Pictures that he had never seen before kept passing through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Huo Shanol's appearance became clearer and clearer, but slowly he saw the figure getting farther and farther away, turning his back to him and leaving.The last picture stays on the big bed in his room.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body felt cold.

Just above the wall against which the big bed was leaning, a huge black and white photo was hanging on it.

The young man in the black and white photos smiled like a flower, but lost all color.

The pain of the bone marrow pulling away made him unable to breathe, and all the memories spiraled around the nerve endings, stimulating him to record such moments, the most painful moments.

That kind of powerlessness and hysteria seemed to empathize with me, as if I had experienced it not long ago.

When it comes to helplessness, he seems to have the most say.

As a vampire, he has the right to be immortal, he is always alive, watching human beings die, but he will always remain young and handsome, his heart is ruthless but also tired.

So when he saw the unacceptable but powerless fate of hololol appearing in the black and white photos in the picture, his heart felt like a tearing pain.

He didn't want to live that long.

Not at all.

"... Wen Cheng."

Feeling the soft murmuring voice of the young man in his arms, he was pulled back from his thoughts in an instant, and he looked down at Huo Alcohol in his arms and opened his eyes.

When meeting the rippling eyes of Shangshuiguang, it was as if the heart had been hit violently.

The feeling that the person in his arms is real, the feeling that he never left, seemed to have pulled him back from a desperate situation.

"...I feel a little sick."

The aggrieved cry made Wen Cheng's heartstrings plucked violently, the sense of reality was so strong that it instantly soothed his pain just now, he lowered his head slightly and coaxed in Huo Shanhan's ear:

"Baby, let me rub your stomach."

Holol in the arms is real.

Never left.

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