【Quick time travel】Push out the old attack every day

An Mu wanted to move his hands, but found that he couldn't lift them up at all. He opened his mouth slightly, dragging the bitten corner of his mouth, and gasped in pain: "Hiss——"

The memories of the past few days suddenly flooded up, and the scenes of being crushed under the man flashed before his eyes. An Mu closed his eyes in pain, and realized that he was crushed, and wanted to cry without tears.

With a "click", the door was opened from the outside. After a while of footsteps, I felt someone squatting down and talking next to my head: "It's time to eat."

Hearing a familiar voice, An Mu, who was hiding under the quilt, lifted the quilt, stared at his red pupils like a frightened little rabbit, and said in a hoarse voice, "Instructor? I...you. ...." The trembling index finger pointed to himself, and then pointed to the other party.

It was found that Tren was not listening to himself at all, but staring at his lower part with deep eyes...

An Mu followed Tren's line of sight and leaned under him, his milky white skin turned white under the light, and there were countless blue and red interlaced bite marks that couldn't be ignored!

Quickly pulling the quilt over himself, An Mu blushed with shame, wrapped himself up and down, leaving only one big black eye staring at Tren vigilantly outside.

The beautiful scenery was covered by the owner, Tren was slightly disappointed, suppressed the love that was about to overflow in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Get up and eat something."

cuckoo-

The person under the quilt moved, as if refusing to poke his head out.

Tren chuckled, gently pulled the quilt to An Mu's fair and streamlined neck, and then gently pinched An Mu's cheek.

When Tren was about to touch him for the second time, he turned his face to prevent him from touching him again, and felt the man's mood change, An Mu swallowed nervously: "We...do gone?"

"Yeah." Thrun nodded and looked at An Mu seriously, "For seven days, we were all on this bed..."

An Mu hurriedly covered Tren's mouth, not letting him speak further.

Grabbing An Mu's slender hand, he held it carefully and cared for him, preventing him from running away.

An Mu waved his hand, strongly wanting to take his right hand out of Tren's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, Tren held it firmly in his palm.

Feeling that An Mu's struggle was gradually decreasing, Tren gently lifted An Mu's chin, making him look at him: "From now on, I Tren, the only wife is you, An Mu."

Seeing An Mu staring at him stupidly, unable to speak for a while, thinking that he was so happy that he forgot to react, Tren was amused by his expression and smiled slightly.

Bending down to pick up An Mu, Thrun twitched in his hands, frowned slightly, looked down at An Mu who was still in a daze, and said dotingly: "With me here, you can just tell me what you want to eat in the future. "

An Mu, who finally came to his senses, blinked his eyes, thinking that this seems to be a good idea, and found himself a long-term meal ticket.

"You and Eli, both of you..." An Mu put his arm around Tren's neck, rubbed against his neck in attachment, pouted his mouth, and bit his tongue angrily when he saw that he didn't answer his question. He gently tugged at his Adam's apple: "Is there any adultery between you? Tell me quickly! Don't tell me I'm going to make a fuss."

"We were lovers when we were in college, and we broke up peacefully last year." Trent said calmly, and he couldn't hear any other feelings for Eli in his words, only greetings to friends.

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Du Le clasped both ends of the guzheng tightly with his hands, facing everyone's questioning eyes, his mind went blank.

Ever since he admitted that he was the anchor of Xiaoxiao Live Studio, he never watched the live broadcast room again, and he didn't know that the anchor of Xiaoxiao Live Studio could play two other musical instruments!

He is confident that the anchor would not even admit his identity to people from the Royal Society, and now he will not admit it. Besides, the anchor has said that the live broadcast is just a part-time job to earn a little extra money, and he will never do it again after the financial difficulties pass. Live.

But why?

Why bother to show everyone that he plays other instruments.

Wouldn't it be nice to disappear from everyone's sight?

Du Le's eyes flicked fiercely, his upper and lower jaws were trembling constantly, his hands were twitching so much that he could hardly hold the body of the piano, and even his shoulders could clearly see that they were shaking greatly.

After knowing that Du Le was not the person they were looking for, everyone wanted to leave, but seeing that something was wrong with Du Le, they were a little dazed.

The old man sitting in the first seat was the first to react, and pushed the stunned assistant next to him vigorously: "Call the emergency number!"

The assistant came to his senses and found that his palms were sweating. He forced himself to calm down and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to dial 120.

The ambulance came rushing over with its siren on, and flew away after a while.

A group of people were left staring at the place.

The incident happened so urgently that everyone was caught off guard. It didn't take long for everyone to leave the house, and it quickly spread to everyone.

Especially the black fans on the Internet, who are always on the lookout for news, and it didn't take long for them to find out all about Du Le's appearance in the Royal Society.

After understanding the general situation, everyone didn't know what to publish. After thinking for a few seconds, they had to express their inner shock with some surprised emoticons.

Netizen 1: "The latest version of the annual drama, the temptation to return to the universe, I dare not write like this, I don't even know what to say."

Netizen 2: "I agree with ls. Master Dule is really a 'master'. He can do such things as pretending to be a famous teacher. It's so stupid. I offer it on my knee as a token of admiration."

Netizen 3: "ls is right, but who is the true master who Du Le risked his life to replace him?"

Netizen 1: "It seems to be the anchor of a small live broadcast room... I just found it on Qiandu, no thanks, here is the [link] [link]."

Netizen 4: "Ahhh! I watched the live broadcast, and fried chicken really sounds good!"

Netizen 2: "That's right! I'm a fellow! It's so good to hear crying, but unfortunately the anchor is no longer live broadcasting. I want the anchor to come back and play the suona on the tenth day."

Netizen 5: "What! I just found out about this studio, why doesn't the anchor continue to broadcast?"

Netizen 6: "I heard that the anchor is getting married."

Netizen 5: "...Congratulations?"

Netizens: "Congratulations."

Netizen 5: "Wait! Wucao, really? Am I right? You said the anchor is getting married?!"

Netizen 6: "That's right, the anchor was broadcasting live just now, I went to watch the scene, the horse, the anchor really looks like a marshal!"

Netizens: "Really?"

Netizen 1: "That's right! My family and I are fans of the anchor. We all went to watch the scene just now. It really looks like a marshal!"

Netizen 2: "Everyone, look at the scarf, Marshal Teren has just officially announced his marriage!"

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