The Tai Tuo of Quick Transmigration is here

Afraid of being seen by others, Su Muzhe rarely put on light makeup on himself, and put on a chest wrap before changing into a T-shirt and jeans.The painting was already dry, so Su Mu covered it with a thin layer of rice paper and rolled up the painting.

The weather in summer can change a lot. Today is a light rainy day. Su Muzhe wrapped a layer of plastic wrap before going out, but forgot to bring his umbrella. Fortunately, the distance between the two doors is not far, and it takes only one minute to get there.

The doorbell rang three times before someone opened the door. Su Muzhe exclaimed, "Chu Xian...Brother Qi?"

The man's face is very familiar, with his brows drawn into his temples, his sharp-edged indifference, his deep eyes, and his straight nose, combined to form an elegant and noble face, his brows are slightly frowned, and he seems a little nervous, "Mu Ning ?”

There was some doubt in the voice, and the deliberately low coldness made Su Muzhe wake up from the memory, and smiled wryly in his heart, Chu Heng was born exactly like Jian Qi.

"Mr. Chu, I'm sorry for admitting the wrong person. The painting is here, so I'll go back first." Shocked by this face, Su Muzhe's usually calm expression cracked. I hit the nail and couldn't help but run away.

The man pursed his lips tightly and didn't take it. Instead, he was a little unhappy, stared at him and said, "It's wet, come in and wipe it off."

Su Muzhe: "..."

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Su Muzhe followed the people in. The room here is indeed quite spacious. The 18th floor is the top floor, with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side. The rain has stopped now, and the bright light makes people feel better.

"The slippers are at the door, change them yourself, and I'll get you a towel to wipe them off."

The slippers are blue, with plum blossom claws printed on the top, they seem to have just been bought, and the bottom is spotless.After changing the slippers, Su Muzhe sat down on the sofa unceremoniously: "Thank you, Mr. Chu."

Du Heng paused as he handed the towel, "My name is Du Heng."

Du Heng's original name in the live broadcast room was [Xiao Tianxi], but it was later changed to [Chu Heng]. Su Muzhe thought he was an omega.

Du Heng's alias is Chu Heng, which can be considered his real name. The man is an alpha. The smell of pheromone is a bit pungent at first, but it has a unique flavor when you taste it carefully, hearty and refreshing.

Seeing this face again, Su Muzhe's mood has changed from shock to sweetness. Mr. Du, who looks exactly like Jian Qi, is 80% likely to be his lover, but Su Muzhe doesn't want to leave now.

"Mr. Du, just call me Ning Mu." Su Muzhe's movements were very slight, for fear of tearing off the wig, but Du Heng's next words startled him, "You don't need to pretend in my house, no Take it off if you feel comfortable."

Su Muzhe: This is unscientific, how could it be seen through at a glance.

The wig was taken off, and Xiao Hei's scalp was a little painful from being pulled by the little black clip. Su Muzhe snorted, and Du Heng came over to rub his somewhat messy black hair. rub.

The hair in the palm was very soft, exuding the smell of omega milk. Du Heng leaned forward and took a deep breath, inserted his stiff five fingers into it, and began to touch it unconsciously.

Su Muzhe let out a comfortable groan, and even narrowed his eyes. The young man who took off his wig is another kind of style. Fortunately, today he is wearing an ordinary T-shirt, and it doesn't look weird on the young man. .

Du Heng has been watching the boy's live broadcast for a while. This account was confiscated from his nephew when he was a child. Du Xi secretly watched the live broadcast at school, and his grades plummeted. After being discovered, the account was in Du Heng's hands.

Du Xi obviously likes this anchor very much, and gave her half of the pocket money as a reward. If she didn't know that they are both omega, Du's mother would have suspected that Du Xi fell in love with this anchor.

Before being thrown into the school, Du Xi tearfully told Du Heng: "Uncle, remember to help me get gifts to upgrade, please."

That day was Friday, and Du Heng accidentally opened the star fish. The moment he saw the woman, Du Heng thought, no wonder Du Xi likes her so much. This woman has a magical power that makes people unable to look at her.

Even, the moment the woman's red lips read Du Xi's name, Du Heng quickly bought a name-changing card and changed it to "Chu Heng". If it wasn't for fear of being recognized, Du Heng even wanted to change it to his real name.

The more gifts were given, the chance of winning the lottery increased a lot. Du Heng almost instantly fell in love with the little rose like a woman. Unfortunately, he waited anxiously for a long time, but she didn't reply.When I opened the live broadcast room again, I only saw the message of Ning Mu asking for leave.

In the past seven days, Du Heng's face was so dark that ink dripped out, and even Du's family was terrified. Du Heng had to turn on his mobile phone almost every day to see if Ning Mu was live, until yesterday.

A familiar voice sounded, and Du Heng's restless heart calmed down. Ning Mu was painting, and he was working on the sidelines. Occasionally, the servant who came in to deliver coffee thought he was videoing someone, so he didn't dare to disturb him and went out quickly.

The moment he saw the real person, Du Heng discovered that Ning Mu was a male omega. He didn't feel the anger of being deceived at all, but felt that it should be like this, with black hair and black pupils, and a cute appearance. Little roses that haven't bloomed/buds yet.

"Had breakfast?"

"Not yet." Su Muzhe replied. He originally planned to leave after delivering the painting, but seeing Mr. Du, how could he move his legs? He just wished he could turn into a koala and hang on him.The belly rumbled as if it was the occasion, Su Muzhe glanced at Du Heng in embarrassment, and squeezed his belly tightly.

"Wait a minute." Du Heng turned around and went to the kitchen, and came out with a sandwich and milk after a while, "Seeing that you are hungry, so I made some casually." He said that he was still a little puzzled, why he was sure that young people don't like Western-style breakfast Woolen cloth.

Du Heng had already eaten, and he watched the young man eat from the sidelines, chewing with puffed cheeks, like a little squirrel gnawing, some dry lips were moistened by milk, milky white milk After sticking to it, a certain nerve in Du Heng's mind trembled, and before he could think, he stretched out his fingers to wipe off the milk.

This action was extremely familiar, as if it was engraved in his bones, the boy's eyelashes trembled, without any intention of blaming himself, the corners of his mouth raised in an invisible place, and Du Heng quickly licked his hands clean.

If others were like this, they would inevitably be labeled as "idiots", but Du Heng did it like this, but he looked elegant, and the milk that touched the young man's lips became sweet and sweet.

After breakfast, Su Muzhe had no choice but to say goodbye no matter how much he didn't want to leave. Before leaving, Su Muzhe hinted to Du Heng shyly: "Mr. Du, I live on the ninth floor. You are welcome to visit my house."

"Okay." The voice became hoarse again, with a slight pick up in the end, and the abstinent Mr. Du had a charming taste again.