Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

The lazy afternoon sun passed through the thin screen windows and fell into the black and white apartment. A light layer of soft light added a bit of softness and warmth to this simple and atmospheric but slightly empty room.

There are several financial magazines on the black coffee table in the living room, two or three men's T-shirts are scattered on the gray leather sofa, and the casually exposed brand names show that it is expensive.

On the left side of the sofa is a rare and expensive potted plant with delicate branches and leaves and beautiful shape. Unfortunately, because the owner didn't care, it drooped its head and looked weak.

Following the potted plants, there is a well-equipped gym. Compared with the deserted living room, the things inside are often "favored" by the owner, especially the treadmill, which is still stained with water, which is obviously fresh. been used.

Next to the gym is the bathroom, the sound of water flowing like rain stopped suddenly, the glass door opened, and a very handsome man came out with the hot air.

His short hair is dripping with water, under his smooth forehead is a pair of slightly raised narrow phoenix eyes, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and an excellent neck line, along the protruding collarbone, down is a strong wheat-colored hair The chest, obvious abdominal muscles and slender legs, and the water stains that have not been completely dried make this male body extremely sexy.

He shook his hair, casually tied a large bath towel around his waist, habitually picked up a cigarette with his slender fingers, lit it and held it to his mouth, and connected to the vibrating cell phone.

"Hello." The voice was just like his own, husky with a little rambling, unexpectedly very seductive.

The moment the person on the other end of the phone heard his voice, he almost burst into tears: "Brother Chu! You finally answered the phone! You finally appeared! I'm going crazy!"

Chu Muyun raised his hand slightly, took the phone away from his ear, and waited for the person inside to finish yelling before he replied leisurely: "I was in Senegal a few days ago, and the signal there was not good."

When Xiao Zhang heard his words, he immediately exclaimed: "Senegal?? Brother Chu, are you going to participate in a car rally or to cross the Sahara?"

Chu Muyun said casually, "I've tried everything."

Xiao Zhang on the opposite side gasped: "Submit, take it in capital letters!"

Chu Muyun flicked the cigarette ash, and continued to ask: "What's the matter?"

Only then did Xiao Zhang remember his job, and he immediately screamed: "Brother Chu! Hua Teng Pictures has already bid eight figures, and they are really determined to buy "Magic World"! Why don't you let go , why not sell it! How many people dream of making their work into a TV series! You made it into a movie directly, and you have to make several movies in one go. This is simply immortal!"

Compared to the other party's excitement, Chu Muyun's voice didn't even fluctuate: "I won't sell it, and I'm not interested in making it into a movie."

Xiao Zhang was really about to kneel: "Why! They found a first-class director and first-line star, absolutely a big lineup, absolutely..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Muyun replied, "It's not of educational significance, and the photos will harm people."

Xiao Zhang was choked bitterly by him, and couldn't help but said: "Why is it not educational? Our protagonist is so passionate! How positive! How positive!"

Chu Muyun chuckled: "Are you sure the audience wants to see the protagonist and not the villain?"

Xiao Zhang was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Chu Muyun looked at the time, and didn't want to say any more: "Okay, if it's still this matter, then there's no need to talk about it, I'm not interested."

Xiao Zhang saw that he was going to hang up the phone, and quickly screamed again: "Brother Chu! If you don't sell it, don't sell it. Let's talk about the new article! "Devil World" has been finished for three months, do you want to consider writing it?" New? Readers are waiting!"

Chu Muyun replied without thinking, "I have no plans for this right now."

If Xiao Zhang was in front of him, he would probably kneel down and hug his thigh: "Brother Chu, please write something! Money, money, it's all money!"

Chu Muyun pressed the cigarette into Heijingshi's ashtray, and replied, "I'm not short of money."

Xiao Zhang was about to cry: "There is no one who thinks there is too much money..."

Chu Muyun stretched her long legs, and said while looking for clothes to wear out, "Why do I want to write a book if I really want money? Wouldn't it be more profitable to go back to Huoerui?"

This sentence completely made Xiao Zhang weak.

He really has nothing to say. After three years as an editor, he never thought that he would sign such a great god.

The first time I wrote a book, I became a god with one penny, and became the pillar of the website in one year, which is a miracle.

After in-depth understanding, Zhang Ren was full of admiration and admiration, kneeling and licking.

This great god is a real winner in life!

With a height of 1.8 meters [-] and a sexy figure like a model, he is still handsome and handsome, with light eyebrows and eyes, I don't know how many people's hearts he can win away.

... After giving birth to such a monstrous appearance, the terrible thing is that he is still very capable.

Before writing the book, he was an executive of the world's top [-] Holly Group. He had a bright future and his annual salary was soft. As long as he kept going, he would become a celebrity on the Forbes list in minutes.

However...he quit his job without saying a word, and the reason was: he wanted to spare some time to write a novel.

What the hell!Willful to have no friends!

Xiao Zhang stared at the phone that had been hung up, with a very complicated mood: people are better than people, I really can't live!

Chu Muyun didn't put down his phone, he flipped through the address book, skipped a bunch of names, and finally stopped at a name marked "7.31".

Komatsu?Chu Muyun thought about it, and vaguely remembered that it was the little boy he met in a bar before he went to Senegal. He was pretty, with fair skin and a thin waist. The point was that he was very relaxed on the bed.

After holding back in the desert for more than half a month, Chu Muyun still wanted to relax.

He crossed out the person's name and dialed the phone. After about two rings, there was a clear and pleasant voice on the other side: "Brother Chu? I thought you would never contact me again!"

Chu Muyun's voice was low and very magnetic: "Are you free tonight?"

The young man on the opposite side gasped and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes!" Even if you are busy, you have to go!Such a superb man is rare, okay!

Handsome, generous, gentle and tolerant personality, and what's more, he is good at work... Thinking about that night after more than half a month, Xiaosong felt blushing and heart beating!I thought I would never be able to get in touch again, but I didn't expect to be able to send a message. How could I not go?

Chu Muyun smiled: "I have reserved a table at Yade tonight, and we will have dinner together."

When Xiaosong heard this, he became even more excited. The three-star Michelin restaurant is really too generous!

Chu Muyun got dressed, took the car keys and went out.

It's just that at this time, Chu Muyun never expected that he would never return to this apartment where he lived alone for six years.

The moment the car accident happened, Chu Muyun knew that he was absolutely dead.

But in the darkness, his consciousness still did not disappear, and even after wandering for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he was stunned by the large amount of information that suddenly flooded into his mind.

he is not dead...

But it did leave his own world.

... This is "The Demon World", but how did he come to the novel he wrote?

Suddenly, a pungent smell of blood and a strong smell of burnt stink rushed towards his face. Chu Muyun was not a pampered person, but after seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he still couldn't suppress the overwhelming nausea.

A living hell on earth.

The scarlet fire almost illuminated the pitch-black sky, and the sticky smell of corpses rose with the smoke of charred wood, turning Qionglou Yuyu into a mess, turning countless lives into corpses, blood flowing into rivers, and soot Flying around, under the high temperature baking, everything is constantly distorted, creating a terrifying picture that devoid of humanity.

Chu Muyun stared blankly.

In a trance, a breeze blew by, and a slender figure came from far to near.

Extremely illusory and unreal, that person seemed to have walked out of the flames, carrying bursts of cool and refreshing fragrance, like a banished fairy who fell into hell, dragging light blue clothes, covered with misty gauze, The pitch-black hair and clothes were tumbling, accompanied by his graceful and slow steps, as light as an elf with thin wings, fluttering gracefully, elegant and refined.

He stopped in front of Chu Muyun, bent slightly, his Fenghua Wushuang face had light gray eyes that were so gentle that people could drown in them, and his voice was also very nice: "Your home is destroyed, your parents are both Killed, come back with me, I will be your family and your father."

Such a sea of ​​blood hell, such a beauty as bright as the bright moon, said such beautiful words, no one may be able to refuse.

however……

Chu Muyun's face was ashen.

There are only two lines rolling in his mind:

Mo Jiushao.

When your father and I set up your bad taste, I really didn't expect that I could experience it myself.