After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

Lu Ming woke up from the darkness. He struggled a bit and found himself handcuffed by the head of the bed.

Familiar scenes, familiar memories, and the heartache of being forced to deduct points for failing to clear the customs are still vivid in my mind. Lu Ming coughed, his throat hurt, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

The second time he sat at the foot of the bed to accept the impact of the original body's memory, his face was still pale, he bit his chapped lips, it was hard to get used to it.

This novel of sadomasochistic love runs with the ball. At the beginning, Shou's parents are going to help the opponent. Shou was attacked and detained, threatening his parents not to act rashly, signing a prenuptial agreement to announce his property, and at the same time began to imprison Prey and marry first. After love.

There is no three views, no martial arts.

He had just gone through the plot, knowing that Gong would break into the door and give an angry and lengthy speech, and that he would pass out for a long time due to exhaustion and go to the hospital for glucose infusion.

The haughty original owner was tied up here, and he hadn't had a drop of water in two days, so let's maintain his strength.

His throat is now on fire, and even swallowing lightly triggers a tearing pain, and he wants to drink water.

Lu Ming rolled his eyes and saw the water stains on the ground.

He remembered that in order to protest, the original owner kicked over the teacup in the hand of the male servant who came to deliver the water, so the handcuffs were originally handcuffed, but now they became hands and feet.

He closed his eyes and called the system in his mind, but the system didn't respond at all.

Finally, I heard the sound of the door in my memory, but it was slightly different from the original plot.

In the original plot, Gong sat outside for a long time before coming in, rubbing Shou's pride on the ground.

The door was twisted and opened quickly, and the person who came in flicked on the light, and Lu Ming immediately let out a cry of pain.

The eyes hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and the sudden artificial light stung his eyes.

He immediately felt that the light was turned off.

The man almost rushed to his bedside, asking him in a hoarse voice, with a fresh smell of aftershave.

Lu Ming could barely tell that it was morning.

"Is it because your eyes are uncomfortable, can I turn on a smaller light?"

He heard that the bedside lamp was turned on. In order to take care of Lu Ming's eyes, the man clicked a button, which seemed to adjust the brightness.

"Try to open your eyes? Is this better?"

As the man said, something came out from the bedside table next to it, and with a jingle, it was the key.

Only then did Lu Ming tentatively open a crack.

brother?No, why don't you follow the routine?Shouldn't this plot be about you threatening me to contact my parents? !

That was indeed the attack in the original book, and the voice and face matched the name, and now the man was half kneeling at his feet, dealing with the foot cuffs on his ankles.

Under the dim yellow light, Chu Zhen's side face with his head down was so handsome that strong male hormones seeped out from his muscles that couldn't be covered by a black shirt.

On his exposed right arm, an obvious blue vein ran up and down, and finally forked and disappeared. With his movements, the pulsation of the blood vessels inside was clearly visible.

It is indeed as powerful and dreadful as the previous life.

But his movements are not like this at all, cautiously.

There was a small problem with the foot copy on the way/open.

After being tied up, the original owner struggled violently, and his ankles were covered with bruises.The oozing blood was not life-threatening, but no one cleaned it up, or the original owner was very staunch and would not allow anyone to touch it.

As a result, they turned black and dried, and stuck together with the anklets. At this time, if you want to open the anklets directly, a layer of skin will fall off.

Later, the original owner would jump out of the window and escape, and suffered a lot on this ankle.Because he directly violently opened the footcuffs, the blood spread from the head of the bed to the window sill, and then fell on the grass downstairs, all the way to the gate, was caught by the guards, and fell into repeated sexual/love torture.

This article was serialized on a two-character website. The subject matter and three views are quite strange, but the meat is rich and fragrant. The author was born to eat this bowl of rice and gained a large number of fans.

In Lu Ming's last life, he followed the plot and followed this line.

To be honest, it hurts to escape through the window.

Now that the system is not there, he can take the opportunity to slow down for a while and put this choice behind him temporarily. Chu Zhen doesn't follow the script anymore, let alone him who is difficult to say a word.

Chu Zhen's warm palms hugged his ankles. Lu Ming's ankles were very white, and the fragile blue blood vessels on them were clearly visible under the light, making the bruises even more shocking.

The contact between the palm and his body only stayed here.

Chu Zhen's palms were slightly sweaty.

Lu Ming twitched his feet in protest.

He's so gay, brother, even though he's following the plot, he's still a straight guy, it's really weird to keep silent and say nothing.

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The previous plot was purely Lu Ming's trick. As long as he reproduced the original owner's reaction, Chu Zhen would give him a response that followed the plot.

When it comes to sex scenes, he can directly block the five senses, so he is actually very happy every time he encounters sex scenes.

For him, it is equivalent to a vacation, he can get out of his body, and play disco in the system game in a leisurely way.

The kind of dancing machine, always miss.

Now Chu Zhen didn't know why she suddenly became angry, but Lu Ming didn't know what to do.He frowned slightly, cursed a few words, and prepared to play by ear.

In general, the plot cannot be broken.

Chu Zhen didn't know what he was thinking about. The temperature around his body dropped a little bit. After a long while, he said to the servant who followed him, who dared not breathe out: "Bring a basin of hot water, and bring a cup of warm water, hurry up."

The tone was hurried and a little unsteady.

Chu Zhen was so low-pitched that she couldn't even keep her hands warm.

Lu Ming shrank his feet again, the cold sweat on his feet couldn't stop.

"Cold, isn't it?" Chu Zhen raised his head, "Be patient, I'll open it for you right away, okay?"

Lu Ming looked at him with a hurt and forbearing expression, and nodded cautiously.

The other party spoke like this, as if they were dealing with fragile glass, which made Lu Ming stop stiffly when he wanted to retract.

Two well-trained servants brought a teacup and a transparent basin filled with hot water, with a towel next to it.

Without raising his head, Chu Zhen took the towel and hot water basin, and as if thinking of something, uncuffed Lu Ming's hand.

Chu Zhen took a deep breath, "Sorry, I forgot."

Obviously, he was the one being handcuffed, but Lu Ming felt that the person who was handcuffing him was going to cry first. He moved his wrist quietly, and lowered his pain sensation to [-]%. He said in his heart, it's a small matter.

He pretended to be weak and sucked on the straw, and drank half a glass of water in one breath.

When the servant left, he turned off the air conditioner.

Lu Ming gave him a thumbs up in his heart approvingly.

His throat felt much better, and just as he was about to speak, he felt a slightly scalding heat covering his ankles.

It was Chu Zhen who was wiping his ankles with a towel.

The blood on it had already dried up, so I could only wipe it slowly for a while, to wipe off the dried blood particles, and soften the hideous wound inside little by little.

His professionalism is very good, and he seemed to be slowing down at this moment, kicking Chu Zhen in horror, Chu Zhen groaned after being kicked, but could only let go—for fear of hurting him.

Lu Ming quickly pulled away and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

This is to prevent Chu Zhen from violently hurting others. In case something happens, he can still use this as a buffer.

In the previous life, Chu Zhen seemed to be suffering from bipolar disorder, and he was bound and restrained at every turn, so he didn't dare to guarantee it.

Lu Ming was weak but prickly, his eyes were like lamps, black with light, and said angrily, "Get out! I don't want to see you! What have you done to my parents?!"

Chu Zhen is like an abandoned dog. Now being questioned sharply by the owner, with his ears drooping, he replied painfully and carefully: "They are fine, I will not touch them again, the funds don't matter. Are your feet It's bleeding again, let me see, okay?"

He used this kind of questions today.

Can it be better, can it be better, can it be done, can it be done.

Lu Ming was deeply impressed by Chu Zhen's bipolar disorder in the previous life. He huddled vigilantly at the head of the bed, and at the same time felt that his ankle was indeed bleeding again. He hesitated and said, "Really?"

It's like shaking your ears, thinking about whether to get close to the beauty of human beings.

It's so weird, this person's behavior up to now is completely different from his last life. In his last life, he was a manic-depressive patient. In this life so far, he has completely become a normal person with online emotional intelligence.

How did the world collapse to make such a big change?

The quilt was already stained with blood.

Lu Ming moved again to prevent his feet from being inseparable after the sheet was pasted.

Chu Zhen followed him all the time, and now seeing his movements, she compromised in a hoarse voice: "Don't move around, or the wound will open again. I promise that everything I said is true since I entered the door just now. .You haven't eaten all day, what do you want to eat? The kitchen is cooking porridge right now."

When Lu Ming said this, his stomach gurgled loudly.

He suddenly felt hungry (?) and returned to the cage, feeling that his internal organs were so hungry that they were about to shrink.

Chu Zhen had a melancholy expression from the moment he appeared because of his voice, which rarely changed.

He smiled, a little bitterly.

Lu Ming was munching on the preserved egg and lean meat porridge. He was so hungry that he hadn't eaten for three days. He felt like he could stuff a cow.

He tried to ignore the man's eyes - those eyes were too strange, with a little guilt and a little helplessness.

——Like the young couples that Lu Ming often saw on the street when he was in college, girls want to eat cones, boys don't like them, but they have no resistance to each other's coquettishness, and they have no choice but to lower their eyebrows to buy them.

What is this, he eats his own dog food?

Lu Ming frowned suspiciously, and the villain in his heart raised his hand to give himself a moment.

He urgently needs systematic supervision and guidance, and if his thinking continues in this way, his reconstruction mission will fail again.

The last time the world collapsed, the scene where everyone was reduced to ashes is still vivid, even Chu Zhen...

Lu Ming became dazed while he was eating. The man sitting opposite saw him thoughtful, his eyes were sad, and then gradually became dull. He repeated the feeding action mechanically, but there was nothing in the spoon. He stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Lu Ming Naruto?"

Lu Ming regained consciousness from the memory, shook his head in response, looked up at him, and said, "What?"

The skin on his face happened to hit Chu Zhen's extended finger.

Soft and warm, white and tender.

Like touching a piece of cotton candy.

Chu Zhen did three seconds of mental construction in her heart before she could move her hand away, and said in a strange tone, "It's nothing."

It's a pity that one was out of his mind, and the other blamed himself, but they didn't find out what was wrong with the other.

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The author has something to say: Criticize the straight man who is attacked by x loyal dog boss

I stopped for two days and thought about the stories of these two people. I didn’t ask for leave from Smith Marseilles (Doxiaza), and I felt like writing a brand new story (Pupil Earthquake)