Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

Three days later, Qiu Tian was discharged from the hospital at Qingliang's request. He wore sunglasses that covered a large part of his face, and got into the car from the back door of the hospital without any risk. After closing the car door, he sat in the back seat, took off his sunglasses and exhaled , "There seems to be no ambush today."

"I made your condition serious on purpose. They didn't know you would be discharged so soon." Qiu Tian sat in the driver's seat and drove, only hearing his slightly sarcastic tone, "Actually, you did die because of Qin Luo." .”

Qing Lang couldn't refute, because even he didn't know how important Qin Luo was to him, so he turned his face and stared blankly at the window, the scenery kept going backwards along with the driving.

If only... memories could go backwards...

Go back to eight years ago, that time of truth or dare.

"Sunny! Go to room 107." A sharp female voice came.Then there was a tender white hand on Qing Lang's shoulder.

The surrounding music is turned up to the maximum, men and women are swaying and dancing wildly, the pressure of the day is released without any scruples on this dark dance floor at this moment, Qing Lang sits on the bar and drinks, when he hears a woman's voice, he turns his head and rubs his head. Ears hurting from the shock, "What room number?"

"107!" The woman with heavy makeup shouted at the top of her voice.

"Okay, I see." Qing Qing took her hand and walked towards the box unhurriedly.

Leaving the woman clapping her hands in disgust, "Bah! What are you trying to sell butts! What do the customers taste like now..."

Qing Lang came to the corridor, his head was dizzy due to the stimulation of alcohol, and he looked up at the number of boxes, he was suddenly a little dazed.

"What time is 10? 101...yes, 101." Qing Lang muttered in a daze, and when she saw the private room of No. 101, she opened the door and went in.

The originally lively atmosphere in the box came to a halt for a moment because of the sunshine, and everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

Qing Lang lazily leaned against the door, his peach blossom eyes were blurred due to drunkenness, he casually glanced at the crowd, "Which one of you ordered mine?"

Everyone glanced at each other, one of the men frowned dissatisfiedly, he could see Qing's identity, and just about to speak to drive away, the man sitting in the middle who had been silent all this time spoke.

"It's me." The man's voice was low and hoarse, inexplicably deceptive, and as he spoke, no one around said anything else.

Sunny eyes fell on him, and his eyes just hit into a pair of black eyes. He leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, sitting with his long legs crossed, and held the wine glass in the palm of his slender right hand. The light of the red wine in the glass glowed Brilliant colors.

Qinglang's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he felt that his breathing was becoming messy because of the man in front of him, but out of habit, he still put on his smile and kept walking at a rhythm.

He used his crotch to drive his legs to take a step, keeping his upper body still, his eyes fixed on the man, noticing the change in the man's eyes, his smile became more charming.

He once deliberately asked a customer on the catwalk how to better show his body curves. He secretly practiced countless times in front of the mirror, so that he can make every smile and every move elegant.

"You walked the runway?"

As soon as Qing Lang sat next to the man, a deep voice came from his ear, the words were clearly pronounced, and every word seemed to be beating on his heart.

Qing Qing even clearly felt the hot air hitting her earlobe, her body trembled instinctively, afraid of being noticed by the man, she lowered her eyes and replied, "No, I just saw it on TV on weekdays."

The man stretched out his hand to gently pinch his chin, forcing Qinglang to raise his head. Only then did Qinglang realize that, apart from the man's captivating eyes, his facial features are very handsome, even some of the stars who often appear on TV are even more beautiful .

"Why are you keeping your head down? Could it be that you are the first day of work?" The man gave a low laugh, and the sexy ending tickled Qingqing's heart.

"It's not the first day for me to go to work." Qing Lang is not a simple and ignorant person. He has become mature and experienced after being in nightclubs for several years. He doesn't know what happened today. He should have used a flattering smile to win the favor of the man in front of him. , but I couldn't bring up that kind of interest.

"I just think you are very good-looking, even better than a celebrity." Qing Lang stared straight at the man, his face began to feel hot for no reason.

Probably this man's eyes are really not mixed with the slightest bit of lust | desire, only a touch of appreciation, as if he is just a good vase.

"Oh?" The man withdrew his hand and leaned back on the back of the sofa with an indifferent expression on his face, "Do you think celebrities become celebrities just because they look good?"

Qing Qing didn't understand what the man meant, so she tentatively answered, "Eh...you have to be talented, gifted, etc."

"It's not." The man stretched out a finger and shook it, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"It needs to be more...beautiful, just like you."

Qing Lang couldn't even hold back her smile, she quickly poured herself a glass of wine, and used the drink to cover up the corners of her lips.

"Do you think I'm joking?" But the man was still unwilling to let him go, so he had to ask an answer from his mouth.

Qing Lang was about to play him off casually, when she heard a burst of laughter, turned her head to look, only to find that other people had formed a circle, with an empty wine bottle in the middle.

Is this playing truth or dare?Qing Qing couldn't help looking at the man, because the wine bottle was pointed at him.

"Qin Luo, you are the first one!" One of the middle-aged men with a big belly laughed and said, putting his arms around a woman beside him, "Choose someone to ask you questions."

Qin Luo?Inexplicably, Qing Lang felt a little familiar, and before he remembered it, Qin Luo turned to face him.

"You come."

"Me..." Qing Lang pointed at herself in surprise, and pondered for a while, "Do you choose the truth or the big risk?"

"The truth." Qin Luo bent his lips, as if he was also looking forward to Qinglang's question.

It's not the first time Qinglang has played Truth or Dare, this game has been very popular for a long time, Qinglang has long learned how to ask questions that are not too abrupt and can make customers look good.

So he felt very dull and boring in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be expecting and asked him the same questions.

"What do you do?"

With clear eloquence, no matter what occupation the other party says, he will boast about it. Even if he is unemployed, there is no such thing as a freelance job.

He confidently waited for Qin Luo's answer, not paying attention to other people's subtle gazes.

Qin Luo raised his eyes and glanced at Qing Lang. He didn't answer directly, but asked back, "Do you usually watch movies?"

Qing Lang was slightly stunned, not understanding why Qin Luo suddenly asked, "Look."

Qin Luo uttered several popular movie titles in succession, and didn't stop until Qingqing's expression changed. He raised the wine glass in his hand, "I've answered your question."

A well-known director, Qing Lang finally remembered why he heard the name Qin Luo so familiar, not only because he had also watched those films directed by the other party, but also because the guest who had given him a runway had mentioned it in front of him countless times.

If he can become Qin Luo's queen protagonist, it only takes one game to become popular and purple.

The director who can turn decay into magic is sitting next to him now, and even ordered him to appear?

During Qingqing's daze, the wine bottle started to wander around again, and coincidentally, it stopped in front of him this time.

Everyone burst into laughter again, only to see Qin Luo reaching out his hand to stop the other people's eagerness to try, "Let me ask."

"Truth or Big Adventure?"

The dark room cast a shadow on Qin Luo's face, and he deliberately lowered his voice, Qingqing suddenly felt that the other party seemed to be a swordsman holding a long sword, his eyes fixed on the enemy, and his words were quite powerful.

To live or to die?

"Let's take a big risk." The corner of Qing Lang's mouth curled up, but it was mostly bitter, and he didn't understand why he chose a big risk. Perhaps, he also had a ridiculous expectation in his heart.

"Qingliang!" Suddenly the door of the box was opened, the girl with heavy make-up looked around, and when she saw Qinglang, she walked in immediately, and when she saw Qin Luo next to Qinglang, her face changed into a flattering smile.

"Hi, Director Qin, I'm really sorry, this person walked into the wrong room and caused you trouble." The girl glared at Qing Lang while chattering.

"I'll pay three times his price." Qin Luo's face was calm, he glanced at the girl, and suddenly stood up. At this moment, he realized that the man was at least 1.8 meters five. Full sense of oppression.

"Also, apart from my actor, no one else has the right to call me Director Qin, you should call me Mr. Qin."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the girl with an ugly face, grabbed Qing Lang's arm and walked out of the box.

Qing Lang just let Qin Luo take her away, staring fixedly at his handsome side face, a feeling suddenly spread in his eyes.

It wasn't until they reached the street that Qinglang took a breath of cold air before realizing it.

If the boss finds out, he will be scolded.

"Are you crying?"

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Qingqing felt a coolness on his face.

"I don't know..." Qing Lang didn't even realize why he was crying, he said blankly, "Maybe it's ordinary water dripping."

Qing Lang's dazed appearance did not arouse Qin Luo's laughter, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Qing Lang's face.

His rough fingertips rubbed against the skin, and Qingqing felt that his body was aroused by bursts of electric current.

"I haven't given the order for the big adventure you just chose."

Qin Luo walked a few steps casually, put his hands in his trouser pockets, his dark eyes were the same color as the night sky, and his tone was calm and dignified, like a king giving orders.

"From now on, you will be my queen hero..."

Before Qinglang could recover, he came over, raised his chin and kissed his lips lightly, and announced with a smile as if stamped, "And a bed partner."

"Sunny! Sunny!"

Qing Lang opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Qiu Tian frowned, and withdrew his hand from pushing him, "Are you awake, you're at the place."

"Well... sorry." Qing Lang yawned, feeling like he had a very long dream, but he couldn't remember the content anyway.

"You had a sweet dream, right?" Qiu Tian took out a hot towel from a box and handed it to Qing Lang.

Taking the towel Qinglang wiped her face, not paying much attention to what Qiu Tian said, "Why do you say that?"

"Because you laughed in your sleep."

Qing Lang paused, and then inadvertently looked out the car window. They were parked at the door of a company. This was Qin Luo's studio and the place where he chose roles.

Time has not gone backwards, nothing has changed.

"Well, I think it was a sweet dream."