Drama masters ask so much [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Cheng looked at the factor that was about to move in the blood of the neck that was close at hand, clamoring for him to take a bite, making this person his first hug, but his subconscious made him reluctant to hurt this baby.

yes baby.

He actually regarded people as his treasures in such a short period of time. Those memories that didn't seem to belong to him brought him too much familiarity, which made him have a stronger sense of familiarity with Hololol.

It seems that they have known each other for a long time, so long that they can see each other's soul at a glance, and feel the temperature that fits the soul at a glance.

Suppress the physical discomfort and don't look away, he'd better bear it.

"I still want to take care of you again." I raised my hand to caress Huo Hanchun's neck, and when I held it, it was too thin, and I couldn't help but feel wronged: "You won't feel it until you have meat. I won't bite you now."

Speaking of letting go of the hololol, turning over and sitting up, adjusting the breathing pressure and restless restlessness, he should drink the inhibitor.

Huo Shanol looked at Wen Cheng's back sitting on the side of the bed, under the dim light, under the influence of alcohol, he felt his vision was a little blurry.

But Wencheng's sense of existence is so strong, and his back is so wide and safe, as if sitting in front of him, he seems to have the whole world, and his whole world is Wencheng.

It is Wencheng who can let go of all defenses just by looking at it.

The body moved to the side, moved to Wen Cheng's side, stretched out his little finger to hold Wen Cheng's hand, rested his head lazily on the back of Wen Cheng's hand, then slowly closed his eyes, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"Okay, then you have to raise me, and I will grow up quickly."

The young man's voice was soft and soft, like a melodious wind chime at night, plucking at the heartstrings and softening all reason.

Wen Cheng felt the weight of his head on the back of his hand and lowered his head.

I saw Huolol curled up like a little lazy cat, with his cheek resting on the back of his hand, closing his eyes and falling asleep.Gently exhaling on the back of the hand, the slender eyelashes trembled, and after a while, they slowly stuck to the eyelids, casting a soft shadow.

The extremely well-behaved sleeping face is so beautiful under the outline of the light that people can't look away no matter what.

Not to mention such a coquettish gesture.

Wen Cheng's heart melted.

——Wen Cheng, this is just to give you a chance to get close to Qingchun, he is not yours alone, don't think about possessing him.

—You'd better not hurt him, or we won't let you go.

——If you dare to make him cry, then look, we won't let you come back.

The noisy voice in his head stimulated the nerve endings, and he began to feel the pain from the cracks in his bones again, clamoring for him not to have excessive thoughts, and clamoring for him to stay away from hololol.

Holding his head and bending over, he choked up in pain.

The hands were exerted extremely hard, the veins on the back of the hands were strained, and the eye sockets were terribly red.

The tearing pain in his head and the pain of pulling away in his body were like punishment, not just the pain caused by his wanting to suck blood, but another kind of punishment.

The pain in the throat endured, and at the moment the sound came out, he subconsciously glanced at the sleeping boy on the bed. Afraid of waking up, he gritted his teeth, resisting the pain, and carefully removed Hololol's head from the back of his hand. Then he stumbled and walked outside.

He couldn't stay here, and he was a little afraid that he would lose control.

I never thought that I would be on the verge of losing control like this, why is this?

Unaware that the person on the bed opened his eyes after he left.

He lifted the quilt and followed out.

cellar--

No one in this house in Old Street knew that there would be such a huge cellar below. Open one of the wooden floors and slowly climb down the narrow stairs.

The environment for storing wine is a constant temperature environment, and the right temperature does not make people feel uncomfortable because of the dim lights, at most it will make people feel gloomy.

Wen Cheng stumbled down the stairs and walked deep into the wine cellar.

His eye sockets became more and more red, and his original deep eyes were gradually covered in red, and there were even signs of fangs appearing at the positions of his teeth, which were faintly visible because of his poor health.

"L!!"

The uncontrollable sullenness because of the pain inevitably made his voice a little low and hoarse when he called out.

"What's the matter, my master."

Under the call of Wen Cheng, a figure gradually appeared in the deepest part of the wine cellar, and a man in a white tuxedo came out from the depths, with a mask on his face and black gloves on his hands, very mysterious look.

"Take out my poplar nectar suppressant!" Wen Cheng clutched his heart in pain and panted continuously. He walked to the hall, and there was a slightly higher table in the middle, with a black and red chair on it.

He just sat down there, and then leaned his head back on the back of the chair, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his heart was beating so fast that he felt a little uncomfortable due to lack of oxygen.

The handsome face is a little pale, and the cold white complexion under the dim light can indeed verify that the vampire stays in the dark all year round, and because he rarely sees the sun, his complexion is pale.

"Here comes the master." The butler called L walked to Wen Cheng's side unhurriedly, and the glass in the tray in his hand was filled with brightly colored poplar nectar, and there were a few roses on it Decorated with flowers.

Just do it.

When Wen Cheng saw the nectar delivered to him, he quickly took it and drank it up. The sweetness of the mango and the sourness of the grapefruit instantly healed his soul, even rose petals.

chewing in the mouth.

After drinking, he handed the cup to L, and leaned on the back of the chair, his breathing gradually calmed down, and the scarlet at the end of his eyes also faded away after his breathing calmed down and his body became less painful.

His eyes fell on the rows of high-end wine cabinets on the left and right, and the wine barrels placed beside him. The aroma of the wine could not soothe his still-churning nerves. Those voices were too sudden, which made him a little scared.

Why would those people be talking in his head about Holol being theirs.

Obviously it's his.

With a headache, he bent down and held his head in his hands, his thoughts were messed up and he couldn't figure it out.

Why did the little lover he found make him become like this? He was supposed to dominate all of this, but he seemed to be led in an inexplicable direction by a strange force.

"L, are you saying that it's because of a problem with my ability that I lost control?"

Butler L stood tall and straight beside Wen Cheng, his eyes fell on the figure falling not far away, a slight smile appeared in his eyes, and then he said warmly:

"Remember what I told you earlier?"

"What?" Wen Cheng asked.

"Have you forgotten, back then you broke the shackles of the rules in order to destroy immortality, and forcibly tore up your personality, and now your fragments have appeared." The voice of housekeeper L seemed to be telling a story , gently and comfortably: "Your personality fragments are being assembled, so they will all appear, it will happen sooner or later, don't panic."

Wen Cheng heard what the steward L said, in fact, he couldn't remember why he wanted to tear up Immortal, and forcibly demolished himself. He didn't remember the pain, but he could vaguely feel why he resisted Immortal so much. .

It seems to be for one person.

"They showed up... What will happen?"

The voice echoing in my mind just now seemed to be a threat, and it was about Hololol. Are these fragments trying to compete with him for Hololol?Why, he obviously found Hololol first.

"You will start to integrate, but at first there will be exclusion."

"What do you mean by exclusion?"

"That is to compete for the right to use the body until you reach a consensus and choose fusion."

Wen Cheng propped his hand on the armrest, and tilted his head lazily against it, he half-closed his eyes when he heard what the butler L said: "Then I must win first, they want to snatch the holol from me, for sure It’s because I fell in love with hololol first, so they wanted to grab me.”

The corners of the butler's lips under L's mask slightly raised: "You're not the first."

Wen Vampire Earl Cheng's expression changed drastically, he looked at the butler L in shock: "What?!"

"The first one to appear is Yinghuang Fengmo·Wencheng."

Wen Vampire Earl Cheng felt very upset: "There is actually someone who is closer to Hololol than me? Is it closer to Hololol? When? Then which one am I?"

"the fifth."

a bolt from the blue.

Wen Cheng looked up at the ceiling at a sad 45-degree angle: "I'm actually the fifth fragment? Why?"

"Because the fifth fragment is the most important fragment." Butler L said.

Wen Cheng felt a little more balanced when he heard it, and he nodded: "I also think I am very important, so does Huolanol remember them? I mean, those fragments should not be on the same plane as me, right?"

"It's indeed a different plane." Steward L looked at the swaying shadow not far away: "I don't know if Hololol remembers it, maybe he remembers it, maybe he forgets it."

Those images that did not belong to him flashed in Wen Cheng's mind again, this time he saw Huolhanol, but he had never seen Huolanol, the ones with bright smiles, the ones in suits and ties, and the ones in cheongsams were all him Unseen picture.

Never was his memory.

So this boy is important, right?

To be precise, is it very important to his body?

--important.

- Holol is very important.

— There is no point in living without him.

The hand holding the handrail gradually tightened, and greedy thoughts grew in his mind again, so he would take the initiative and let Huolol stay in his plane and not leave.

"L, do you think I can keep him?"

The butler L lowered his head and straightened his black gloves, and then took off the mask on his face. He saw a handsome face under the mask, but no expression, his eyes were as cold as icebergs, completely different from the gentle tone just now, like two people .

There is no trace of popularity in the whole body, just like an emotionless robot.

"Stay? This is probably against the rules."

The shadow not far away froze.

Steward L looked at the shadow and continued: "Our rule is that once you start, you can't turn back, unless you fail and go back and start again, it's impossible to stop at this level. You can only complete the final task if you keep going forward." .”

It seems that this sentence is not only for Wen Cheng.

Huo alcohol, who was hiding behind the wine barrel, was at a loss when he heard it. He was at a loss from the personality fragments. What is Wencheng's personality fragments, so are the Wencheng in the previous game levels all personality fragments?And what is the point of competing for access to a body until there is a consensus to choose fusion?

And this talking man! ! !

Why does it seem like it knows a lot, and it says back to the file, isn't it obvious that it's a game?

Does Wencheng know that he is playing a game?

His eyes fell on Wen Cheng who was not far away, and Jian Wencheng was lazily leaning on the chair like a landlord:

"..."

It's very involved, not like playing a game.

So what exactly is this game about?

Why does it suddenly feel like a trap?

The author has something to say: Tsk, I’m really hardworking, I’ll cry if you don’t praise me (woooooooooo)

There are two more tomorrow

感谢在2020-06-0617:11:04~2020-06-0623:53:18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: 8 bottles of catechu;

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