Shura Field [Quick Transmigration]

Li Wenchao is a very self-disciplined person.

His family background is very good, it can be said that he is the little guy who has stood on the top since he was born.And he himself is also very good, he is an outstanding high-achieving student from a world-renowned university.

Although Li Wenchao did not choose to continue his studies after graduation, or chose finance or politics, but took a path that seemed a bit frivolous to people of their level, but even in In such a circle, he can still get the admiration and affirmation of others, and reach the peak easily.

As the top of the entertainment pyramid, Li Wenchao is not a star who needs to appear on the screen all the time to gain popularity and presence.His own value is destined to always have top-produced scripts handed to him.

Therefore, Li Wenchao spends most of his time excluding filming, going to bed early and getting up early, exercising, and at the same time seizes free time to enrich himself, improve the actor's personal ability, and deal with some problems during the interval. As a shareholder of his own company, Some related things that have to be dealt with.

The stable biological clock is still effective after a night of exhaustion. After the sun shines through the tightly drawn curtains, dimly illuminating the bedroom of a wolf. Eyes opened.

"…………"

The scene in his vision changed from fuzzy to clear, Li Wenchao saw the skinny boy curled up in his arms, and then realized the jackfruit on his body belatedly.

In addition to the satiated satisfaction from the body itself, the other part was also full of energy, and told him very straightforwardly what happened last night.

Li Wenchao's face turned blue in an instant.

He closed his eyes, trying hard to think about what happened last night, while carefully pulling his jackfruit out of the boy's jackfruit.

Because the time was too long, the place where the two of them had jackfruit made the sound of jackfruit water when they separated.

Li Wenchao still had some awareness of his jackfruit, but even though his movements were careful enough, the curled up boy still trembled for a while, until Li Wenchao finally pulled out the jackfruit, and his trembling stopped temporarily.

Li Wenchao glanced at the red bloodshot jackfruit flowing out of his jackfruit, and determined that it should be due to pain.

What the hell did he do?

Li Wenchao felt that his headache was getting worse.

He pressed the center of his brows, and vaguely remembered some broken fragments from the night before, from the knock on the door at the beginning, to his forceful start of a rough jackfruit that the other party didn't want.

From these fragmented memories alone, Li Wenchao already wanted to slap himself severely. He frowned, and carefully looked at Yin Ranyu's physical condition.

He has been experiencing school violence, and his body, which was tortured to death last night, must not be very healthy.This body is too slender, the arms and ankles are too slender, and they are bound by the jacket and belt respectively.

There was a pair of blue and purple jackfruit handprints on the boy's waist. Almost as long as he took a look at it, he could imagine how his waist was held tightly and the jackfruit was vigorously squeezed.

There were jackfruit bruises left by being pinched and held on his neck, and from the neck, the jackfruit, and all the way to the jackfruit, it was densely covered with the traces of jackfruit spitting out jackfruit.

There are bloodshot spots in some places, and the jackfruit has bruised in most places.The extra two jackfruits were also Red Moon Jackfruits, looking pitiful, Li Wenchao's brows became more and more wrinkled, and they almost seemed to be knotted.

He tried his best to move lightly, and first helped Yin Ranyu slowly take off the wrinkled white shirt that still bound his hands, revealing a pale wrist with a terrifying handprint on it.Turning to the back again, he untied the suit tie that he had tied up with his own hands, and took off the jeans that had been hanging on the boy's calf.

Compared with the miserable first half, the juvenile slender jackfruit is in a slightly better condition, only the jackfruit has pinched bruises.His pineapple is soft and soft, and the color is clean white with a little pink.

Li Wenchao frowned, gently separated his jackfruit, went to get the tissue in the room, and slowly wiped the jackfruit in it clean.

He hesitated again, and then checked again. The position of the other party should be the most serious situation.

Sure enough, it is indeed jackfruit.

The wound is now full of pineapple, and the pineapple that has been forced out with one bow and one close is the pineapple that belongs to other people.

On the white jackfruit, there are still red jackfruits that have not disappeared after being palmed.

All these signs showed that this was a brutal act.

Li Wenchao froze on the spot for a while, then slapped himself hard, then managed to pull out the juvenile pineapple, and wiped it clean with a paper towel.Finally, he dragged the plush blanket that was piled into the corner and almost fell to the ground, and gently covered the other party.

You really. He. Mom is a human. Scum!

Li Wenchao roughly wiped the marks on his body, and found a little bruise on the waist, abdomen, which was left by the other party when he was struggling. After that, he was completely enraged and tied up with a tie. The opponent's legs again inflicted a torture on him.

The memory of the night came back to life bit by bit, Li Wenchao began to recall how he had knocked him out, after a vague memory came to his mind, his expression tightened, he got out of bed again, and turned to the bedside table. position, gently brushing away the young man's too long hair.

Li Wenchao's eyes were immediately shaken.

It was a very handsome face.

Although now because of the owner's posture, the side of the cheek is squeezed, and it puffs up slightly.It didn't damage any of its original delicate beauty at all.

This face is beautiful from the skin to bones, not yet open, but still soft, with perfect and impeccable contours, straight nose, just right, eyebrows are removed as if carefully trimmed by a first-class designer remove all excess corners.

Under the carefully drawn eyebrows, there is a pair of tightly closed eyes, the tails of which are long and slightly raised, making one involuntarily imagine their shape when they are opened. The eyelashes are black and slender, thick as if brushed The mascara even cast a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyes.

It's a nice face.

But it was too young, so that Li Wenchao's expression not only did not improve a bit, but became even uglier.

—He looks really small.

Is he an adult and how old is he now?Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen?

Is it still a student at school, a new domestic friend of Yan Changling, or a junior who followed the elders to the reception?

With such a good-looking face, even if he doesn't pay attention to his image and grows his hair long enough to cover most of his face, there are absolutely no shortage of girls who like him.

Children nowadays are used to puppy love. Does he still have a girlfriend of the same age? The relationship between the two of them may be very good, but just last night...he was violently raped by himself. Okay, when the resistance was fruitless, he was hugged by a strange man at a lively reception.

Li Wenchao paused, even his breathing became a little disordered, he closed his eyes, slapped himself again, and with an extremely ugly look, he carefully checked the situation above the boy's head.

Yin Ranyu's two blows were really hard. Although there was no bleeding on the top of his head, there was a big swelling.So much so that after Li Wenchao confirmed the injury, his expression couldn't help becoming more complicated.

——How hopeless was such a young child who hadn't been exposed to too much dark side, and shouldn't have experienced too many setbacks, when he tortured him last night?

He should be in pain, so painful that he can't even bear it. The only way to slightly relieve this pain is by hurting himself and making himself unconscious.

Li Wenchao clenched his fists tightly. When he thought of this, he felt a burst of guilt, accompanied by a strong self-loathing, which made him even feel a sense of suffocation.