Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo put down the dress, and resolutely searched through the clothing room. Except for this one, there was no other golden dress.

He was sitting on the stool with the skirt in his arms, and he had nothing to love. If he wore the skirt, he would have to wear a wig, and maybe even make up.

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Is it really not good for other colors?"

233,"No."

Fang Zhuo compromised. At worst, he chose an exaggerated mask to wear.

Thinking about it this way, the overwhelming shame disappeared in an instant.

He buried himself in a golden wig and a golden mask, carried a bunch of things back to the dormitory downstairs, hung them on hangers, and put them side by side with Huo Yan's suit jacket.

Life on the cruise ship is actually very boring. After work is done, everyone will chatter and play cards when they are bored. Fang Zhuo is not so lucky. He is now the only waiter on the top floor, and he doesn't even have a shift changer, except for sleeping and eating. Restrooms, the rest of the time can not leave the post.

After working so hard, Boss Huo hasn't even given a tip so far, it's too stingy.

Fang Zhuo said, "Brother Ah San, I want to see what the stingy guy is doing."

The system had no choice but to satisfy his voyeuristic needs helplessly.

At this time, Huo Yan was sitting in the opera hall watching an opera with other bigwigs.

On the stage, the actress standing at the front was rubbing her chest with one hand, soaring high-pitched voices, Fang Zhuo had a bitter face, feeling that her eardrums were about to burst.

Just when he was about to ask the system to turn down the sound, a person who was supposed to be at his post like him appeared on the screen.

It's Ai Jia.

Ai Jia didn't wear work clothes, and the makeup on her face was washed off, and she was paired with black long straight, lifelike little white flowers.

Fang Zhuo tsk-tsk, "This girl is very good at routines, she knows which kind of domineering president eats, it's a pity, the gender is wrong."

"Third brother, can you turn up the volume?"

233 directly came to him with stereo surround, and the next second, Ai Jia's sweet voice came over without the slightest distortion.

"Hello sir, is there anyone next to you?" Ai Jia's face was light pink, sweet and pleasant.

It's a pity that Huo Yan didn't even blink, and kept looking at the stage.

Ai Jia followed his gaze. It was an actress in a royal blue dress, with fair skin, khaki hair, and a bulging chest.

She bit her lip and sat down on Huo Yan's left.

"Faust" is being performed on the stage. For Ai Jia, who has just graduated from high school and her English level is not very high, she can only understand a small part, but she is very good at observing the emotions of the people around her.

When others laughed, she laughed too, and when others cried, she cried too, which stunned Fang, the audience outside the venue.

Ai Jia secretly observed the man beside him while wiping her tears.

Before that, she had met Huo Yan.

It was a day in the second semester of the second year of high school. When she came home from school, she saw a strange man wearing framed glasses as soon as she entered the door.

She stood at the door and eavesdropped. The other party seemed to be asking her father about the whereabouts of something.

Afterwards, the man with glasses left and walked to the black car at the entrance of the alley. Ai Jia followed curiously, and saw a handsome face through the fallen window.

There was thunderous applause, Ai Jia came back to her senses, and looked aside, Huo Yan had already got up and left his seat, with his back to her, talking about drama with another person.

The tall and straight figure was like a towering mountain, with a strong aura, which made people frightened and at the same time gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

She cheered herself up, she must confess her love today.

Seeing that the man was about to leave, Ai Jia chased after him impatiently, wanting to grab his arm in desperation.

Huo Yan reacted quickly, almost as soon as Ai Jia touched his cuff, he turned around and grabbed the girl's neck with his other ungloved hand.

Realizing that it was the girl sitting next to him just now, Huo Yan frowned, let go of his hand, and said coldly, "Don't come near me."

Fang Zhuo stared at this scene, frowning suspiciously.

What Ai Jia wanted to touch just now happened to be Huo Yan's gloved hand. Did he think too much, or was there really a secret hidden under that glove?

The storm at sea was still going on, and it was even getting bigger and bigger. It was inevitable that the ship would shake and cause injuries. In the afternoon, almost everyone was resting in their rooms.

The melodious music in the corridor, set off by the quiet environment, became eerie.

Fang Zhuo was alone in the middle of the corridor, a little scared, and ran to stand beside the two bodyguards.

At this moment, the bodyguard in the room came out and ordered a cup of coffee.

After receiving the notice, the manager of the coffee shop immediately ground and brewed a cup of freshly ground coffee beans from his collection.

On the way back, Fang Zhuo heard someone talking about treasures again, but this time they were not talking about guests, but two waiters.

After listening to it, he asked curiously, "Who did you hear that from?"

The waiter said, "Everyone knows."

Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, "You all know?"

The waiter glanced at his badge and understood, "You are alone on the top floor, and the news is blocked. It's normal not to know. In fact, we don't know where the news came from. At first, we only heard that Treasure Island used to have treasures." , Now it is passed on, it has become Treasure Island, and there are still treasures buried under the ground.”

A resort was built in that place, and the fortifications were huge. Even if there were real treasures, they must have been dug out long ago.Fang Zhuo felt that this was probably spreading rumors and didn't take it to heart.

He brought the coffee into the room and found that Huo Yan and the bodyguards in the room were not there, did he go out?Looking back, I saw that the window was wide open and rainwater was coming in, so I hurried over.

Just as he was about to close the window, someone suddenly appeared outside.

Fang Zhuo was so frightened that he took two steps back, his heart was beating violently like it was about to explode, and he blurted out angrily, "What the hell are you pretending to be scary in broad daylight!"

Huo Yan didn't know why he was crazy, he didn't stay in a good house, he insisted on going out through the window, and was soaked in the rain in the narrow aisle, his whole body was completely soaked.

The wet black shirt and trousers were tightly attached to the skin, revealing the muscle lines that were previously hidden under the clothes, especially the bagged one, highlighting an obvious shape.

Fang Zhuo later realized that the atmosphere was not right, and when he raised his eyes, the face of the big boss was almost black as a pot of ashes.

He shivered, and lowered his head in fear, "Mr. Huo, I was wrong. I just kept talking because I was frightened."

Huo Yan was expressionless, but said lightly, "Come here."

The two door gods outside the door immediately walked in, holding Fang Zhuo's arms, one left and one right, and lifted him up in the air.

Is, is it going to be thrown to feed the sharks? !

"I really didn't mean to scold you, a slip of the tongue, it's all a slip of the tongue!" Fang Zhuo struggled in a panic, and he asked the system, "What should I do, save me quickly."

233 said, "Can you try crying?"

Fang Zhuo thinks about it too, maybe this big brother has the same hobby as Dimon.

He tried hard, but couldn't cry. In his memory, the original owner was beaten up and scolded as a monster for crying when he was a child. Later, he resisted very much, and even had a kind of fear of crying.

233 was afraid that if he tried so hard again, he would choke out something else, so he quickly delivered a shock.

It was crispy and numb, refreshing and painful, and a few golden beans really fell out.

It's not just bragging, it's real golden beans.

Looking at it from Huo Yan's perspective, the teardrops reflected golden light.

"Wait a minute." As soon as he opened his mouth, the bodyguard let go.

Fang Zhuo stood still crookedly, and before he had time to say thank you, the man had already walked in front of him, and his finger brushed his eyelashes, staining a drop of tear.

Crystal clear, very pale gold.

For a moment, Fang Zhuo felt that Huo Yan's eyes were shining with a terrible light.

Huo Yan pinched the boy's chin and raised his face, "Continue crying."

Fang Zhuo is confused, he really has a special hobby.

Something's wrong... Fuck me, the big boss touched me!

Seeing the young man looking at him frantically, Huo Yan increased his strength, Fang Zhuo let out a "hiss" in pain, and then remembered that his life was hanging by a thread.

He doesn't pay attention to his personal image anymore, as long as he can save his life first, crying is nothing, he can hug Boss Huo's thigh and call him grandpa.

With the assistance of the system, he pursed his lips and really started crying.

Looking at those tears, Huo Yan's eyes became darker and darker, his lips were tight, full of aggression, and excitement surged in his eyes.

Fang Zhuo stopped crying a few times, his facial features wrinkled together, "Mr. Huo, can you...can you let me go...my face hurts."

Huo Yan's eyes fell on the boy's fair face, where his fingers pressed it, it was already red.

He let go of his hand and said softly, "Go out."

Fang Zhuo rubbed his sore cheeks, and glanced at Huo Yan's hands quietly, his fists were tense, as if he was trying to suppress his emotions.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran out as if fleeing for his life, stopped standing guard, and retreated into the room to comfort his frightened little heart.

Thinking of Huo Yan's weird behavior, Fang Zhuo was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with him? Does he really like to see people cry?"

233 was silent for a moment, "Look at your tears yourself."

Fang Zhuo rubbed vigorously, looked at the slightly wet back of his hand, but found nothing unusual.

233,"Facing the light."

Fang Zhuo did as he did, and his mouth immediately grew, "Golden..."

My mind was in chaos, but soon became clear again, "Am I a golden key?"

233 is proud of his IQ at the moment, "It's not too stupid."

Fang Zhuo snorted triumphantly, and quickly sank his face when he thought of something, "Huo Yan won't treat me as a monster!"

The system is very sure that it won't, and Fang Zhuo thinks about it. The big boss is well-informed and broad-minded, and he won't be as narrow-minded as those brats who bullied the original owner before.

Recalling the feeling of comfort all over his body when he was touched by Huo Yan just now, Fang Zhuo smacked his mouth and asked lazily, "Tell me about the cheating this time."

[Time back. 】

Fang Zhuo couldn't calm down anymore, "Damn it!"

233 said, "However, the delivery method this time is a bit difficult, because you are also one of the participants in the plot line."

"Me too?" Fang Zhuo didn't expect that he would be able to integrate into the main plot one day. Fang Zhuo looked forward to asking, "What is the delivery method?"

233, "First, you have to swallow the blood from the tip of the protagonist's tongue."

Fang Zhuo picked out his ears, thinking he had heard it wrong, and asked again, but the system still gave the same answer.

"...May I ask why?"

233,"I can't."

Fang Zhuo bit his nails anxiously. Blood on the tip of his tongue must be bitten out with his mouth. It was very intense.

The flag was clearly set up before, and the world doesn't do anything, isn't this a slap in the face?

233 said, "A man can bend and stretch."

Fang Zhuo said in pain, "I can't stretch, I can't." He paused, then asked, "Then what's next?"

233, "You'll know when you get the blood from the tip of your tongue."

Fang Zhuo didn't sleep well that night, and had a nightmare all night, he dreamed that he bit off Huo Yan's tongue and sucked him into a fuck...

He sluggishly got up from the bed, and went downstairs to get Huo Yan's breakfast as usual. When he pushed the trolley through the door, the man had already got up and was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Probably because he was frightened yesterday, as soon as he approached, the boy bowed his head and stepped back, saying politely and rigidly, "You eat first, I'll come and clean up later."

Huo Yan responded lightly.

Fang Zhuo turned and left, obviously feeling two eyes poking at his back, and he was still shivering despite the warm baby on his body.

He walked faster and faster, and the moment he stepped through the door, he almost felt a sense of relief, but at the same time he was a little worried about the banquet at night, wondering if he could successfully kiss his mouth.

The masquerade ball was even more grand than the banquet on the first night. Everyone was dressed up, and everyone wore mysterious masks on their faces, making it difficult to recognize each other.

Fang Zhuo was wearing sneakers with a dress, a mask and a wig, and walked around in front of acquaintances. After making sure that the other party didn't recognize him, he gradually relaxed.

Among the female guests, he was considered tall, and he propped up the original complicated and cumbersome costumes, making him appear to have a slender waist and a slender figure.

A man came over, "Miss, can I ask you to dance?"

Fang Zhuo unfolded the small fan that matched the dress, covered the lower half of his face, and shook his head.

The man left disappointed, and a few more came later, also to no avail.

Sitting there, such a high mountain flower attracted more and more eyes. Fang Zhuo felt uncomfortable being stared at by those eyes, and became irritable.

"He won't stop coming, will he?"

233, "He is the owner of the cruise ship, so he will come to show his face out of courtesy."

Fang Zhuo thought about it, so he could only wait patiently.

The skirt on his body was actually a bit small after being attached to the warm baby, and his waist was very uncomfortable. Fang Zhuo was worried that if he continued to sit on the stool, the zipper on the back would burst, so he had to stand up from the corner and move around on the spot.

At this moment, the noisy venue suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked up to the second floor, where a man in a black tuxedo was walking down.

The man was wearing a black mask, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his elegant steps looked very gentlemanly.

Fang Zhuo's palms were already sweating nervously, he swallowed, and calculated the distance between Huo Yan and himself, as well as the best escape route.

After a while, he put on his skirt and walked straight over.

Probably because the walking posture was too aggressive, the people in the middle automatically separated to the two sides.

Fang Zhuo stopped in front of Huo Yan, grabbed the man's bow tie, and kissed him forcefully on tiptoe, almost ruthlessly trying to pry open the man's teeth.