Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

Halfway through the chat between the two, Lu Youran's brain shook, followed by Zhang Liangshao's.

"Several local tyrants in the class gathered at Midnight, saying that it was to celebrate the full scholarship offer from the top 10 universities in the empire."

After reading the message, Lu Youran said to Zhang Liangshao.

"Midnight?" Zhang Liangshao had a little impression of this newly opened nightclub, "The consumption over there is quite high, right?"

"Who knows, there's a treat anyway... Are you full?"

Lu Youran glanced at the pizza on the table and the leftover bamboo sticks from the barbecue, most of which were eaten by Zhang Liangshao.

"A little bit." Zhang Liangshao rubbed his belly, "But I can still drink."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

……

Song Wenyao felt a little dazzled.

Spinning orbs of starlight and crazy spotlights cast messy, mottled lights on the writhing motley-colored flesh on the dance floor, one of which seems to have a gray hair in a flash.

The man stopped and looked down the stairs, but he no longer saw the familiar figure in the crowd.

It's probably just a lighting problem or just a hair color, after all, in this kind of place, there is nothing special about having a few hipsters.

He is still a fresh graduate, although he is a bit out of line, he should not come to this kind of place.

"Lux, what's the matter? Our box is upstairs."

The companion who came to the front called him in Imperial.

Song Wenyao withdrew his gaze and walked towards the upper stairs.

At the same time, a young man with curly gray hair in a black leather jacket walked out from the edge of the dance floor and returned to the booth.

"Brother Shao came just in time, we are playing the game of kings, do you want to join?" On the coffee table, there were a lot of wine and wine, and it was full of enthusiasm.

"No, you guys play." Zhang Liangshao waved his hand, picked up the cup filled with transparent liquid that someone put in front of him, and took a sip, frowned at the pungent smell of wine, "Hiss...is there no water?"

"Who comes to the nightclub to drink water!" Someone replied loudly.

The deafening electronic sound and the dazzling light made Zhang Liangshao's temples swell, his chest felt tight, his brain was dizzy, and his cheeks were slightly hot. He took an ice cube from the ice bucket and put it in his mouth. Chewing loudly, he pulled up his collar and fanned himself.

"Ah Liang, are you okay? Did you drink too much?" Lu Youran appeared next to her, casting a series of overlapping shadows on the ground, "I told you that beer and vodka can't be mixed together..."

"I'm fine...I'm going to go to the bathroom." Zhang Liangshao pushed his legs that were a little limp due to excessive alcohol intake, and walked aside.

"It's not that direction... Do you want me to accompany you there?"

Zhang Liangshao seemed to have heard the words coming from behind, he walked two steps and then returned, pushing back Lu Youran who had stood up, "You can still take care of yourself when you go to the bathroom."

Lu Youran watched him move around passers-by with ease, pushed open the door marked with a male sign and squeezed in sideways, knowing that he was not drunk enough to be completely crazy, so she looked away.

……

After relieving his tense bladder, Zhang Liangshao lay down on the edge of the sink and washed his face in cold water. The sound of lively drums and bass came in through the crack of the door, and even the ground seemed to vibrate slightly, but compared to It was just a lot better.

Zhang Liangshao stretched out his hand, stroked back the bangs on his forehead, and looked at himself carefully. Under the light of the cool-colored LED neon lights, the slightly upturned and narrow corners of his eyes looked a little flushed because of drunkenness, and a few spots spread out from the sides of the amber eyes. Root blurred bloodshot.

"Brother, do you smoke?" Someone from the corner stepped forward.

No matter what the situation, going to the toilet is not peaceful.

"Don't smoke."

Just when the door of the toilet was pushed open, the young man indifferently put aside the man's arm, supported the crack of the door and walked out.

The noisy background music overwhelmed him again like a sea tide. Zhang Liangshao exhaled a foul breath, raised his head, and looked at the spiral staircase beside the dance floor.

Beside the black carved railings, there are full of hunting men and women, their eyes are filled with the fire and desire of hunters, but they don't know that they are also a part of the food chain.

Obviously in the game, you can take it easy in the game, but in real life, you can't do it...

Zhang Liangshao looked at the twinkling starlight ball in the middle of the dance floor, the corridor on the second floor was illuminated one by one, and the next moment, he seemed to see a familiar figure open the door of a box and come out.

How do you feel that this occasion seems familiar...

The picture in my mind flashed away, so fast that it was too late to grasp.

With his heart beating fast involuntarily, Zhang Liangshao walked up the stairs, bypassing all kinds of people.

White sneakers stepped on the dark carpet, silently, the young man approached the box, pushed open the door, leaned on the wall and looked inside.

The private room was full of feasting and feasting. A group of blond and blue-eyed Imperials were yelling loudly and playing dice. The speakers on the side were loudly playing the latest R&B songs that were hitting the charts. The microphone sings loudly.

Zhang Liangshao carefully glanced at their faces, there were quite a few who were quite handsome, but there was no one he wanted to see.

Someone noticed the young man standing at the door and raised his head. No one spoke for a while, only the sound of explosive background music remained in his ears.

"Sorry, I might have gone the wrong way." Zhang Liangshao smiled indifferently, retracted his head lazily, and was about to close the door.

The eyes of the men inside lit up when they heard him speak the authentic Imperial language. One of them came over and held the door to invite him, "Are you alone? Do you want to come and join us?"

"No, I came with my friends..." Zhang Liangshao had a headache.

"That's okay, you can let your friends play with us." The handsome blond guy took his arm very enthusiastically, "You look very young, are you a student?"

"No, no, no..." Zhang Liangshao was almost pulled in by him, subconsciously gripping the doorknob tightly.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, I just want to buy you a drink..."

Zhang Liangshao shook his head, thinking about how to refuse to be clear enough, a powerful big hand suddenly came around from behind him, grabbed his shoulder and pulled it back, and then the handsome blond guy's hand was forcefully separated from his arm up.

"Andrew, he said no."

Zhang Liangshao's back crashed into a cold and hard chest, and the man's calm and cold voice came from above his head, like a bucket of cold water being poured on his head, clearing his muddy brain.

"Lux? You know each other." The man named Andrew was a little surprised, and soon smiled happily, "Great, I'm still thinking about how to invite this handsome guy to play with us."

"No need." Song Wenyao, speaking the imperial language with a noble and meaningful tone, sounded cold and indifferent, "I'm going to excuse you first, you guys take your time, and this time I will credit it to my account."

"Hey, Big Demon King, why did you leave so quickly, oh, I see, this is what you say 'a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold' hahaha..."

Andrew's voice disappeared behind him, and Zhang Liangshao followed the man who was pulling his wrist and walked down the stairs quickly. His drunken brain could not keep up with such a fast pace. He almost tripped, but was grabbed by someone.

"Wait, wait." Zhang Liangshao pushed the man to the base of the wall, squinted his eyes and looked at his face carefully, but unfortunately under the dim sight, his dilated pupils couldn't see clearly at all, "Are you a big boss... ..."

But how could Song Wenyao be here? Isn't he a model of abstinent successful people who are unattainable, calm and self-sufficient?

"No...you're not." Zhang Liangshao denied his own judgment before the other party spoke.

"..."

"Who are you, I heard them calling you Lu...Lu..."

"Lux."

The other party spoke a word, but Zhang Liangshao didn't catch it at all.

"Yes, that's the one." He nodded, then broke free from his arm and waved his hand, "Uncle, we don't make a date, we don't make a date!"

Song Wenyao, who is only 25 years old and is called uncle: ...

"You drank too much, I'll take you back." Someone opened his hand again, Song Wenyao simply wrapped his arms around him and dragged him forcefully towards the door.

"Let go of me, who are you, I came with my friends, Youran! Youran!"

"Ah Liang?!" Lu Youran stood three steps away from the two of them and looked at them in astonishment. It seemed that they were breathing at the door.

Song Wenyao glanced to the side with cold eyes, freezing Lu Youran's approaching steps.

"You...you are..." Lu Youran blinked anxiously.

Song Wenyao pulled out a business card from the optical brain and sent it.

Lu Youran glanced at the electronic business card, covered her mouth to avoid screaming out of embarrassment, but her heart was already screaming like a groundhog.

Oh my god ah ah ah ah!Zhang Liangshao, you can do it!

"Where does he live?" Song Wenyao asked.

Lu Youran resolutely reported a string of addresses, and finally asked, "Do you need me to write it down for you?"

"No need." Song Wenyao glanced at him, "This matter..."

"Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped. No one will know that you've been here." Lu Youran made a movement of zipping her mouth shut.

Song Wenyao paused and hesitated, "You are alone..."

"I'll just go back to school with other students later! Go slowly! Don't send me off! Be careful on the road!" Lu Youran waved her hand, and walked back to the booth with three steps.

A little gray curly-haired grandma was left at a loss, "Hey? Youran, how could you just say let go! Are you just letting me be abducted by the strange sorghum? What kind of plastic-based friendship is this?"

Zhang Liangshao performed very hard, but those who should cooperate with his performance chose to turn a blind eye, and those who should not cooperate with his performance listened to the last three words, and the temperature around him dropped by three degrees.

So much so that Zhang Liangshao was stuffed into the passenger seat in a rather rough way.

The soft plush cushions and the pleasant scent of the car interior relax the tense nerves. Once the ears are quiet, the mind is a little drowsy.

Song Wenyao got into the driver's seat, closed the door, leaned over to help someone fasten his seat belt, saw him rubbing against the cushion on the side of his neck, and let out an unconscious moan, his face covered by light-colored hair was still swollen. With a slight blush, even the exposed skin on the neck is pink, with an alluring and criminal look.

Anyway, I still have some vigilance, and I know how to refuse invitations from strangers, know how to ask my companions for help, and know that my uncle won't make an appointment...

He scraped the young man's upturned nose very smoothly, and he didn't realize what he had just done until he finished this action.

Song Wenyao was amazed at the loss of self-control that he was so proud of.

If Zhang Liangshao was still awake at this moment, he would probably tell him what is called "little fairy, your taste is so damn sweet".

But at this moment, he has already reported to Duke Zhou in a hurry, so only Song Wenyao was left alone in the car that was warming up for a while, suppressing the unreasonable throbbing in his heart, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

……

"Baby, it's time to get up, I'm going to be late for work..."

"Baby, it's time to get up, I'm going to be late for work..."

"Baby, it's time to get up, I'm going to be late for work..."

In the dark room, the air conditioner was slowly turning on the heat. The young man lying on the corner of the bed frowned, let out a low moan unconsciously, raised his hand to scratch the furry silver hair on the back of his head, and rolled up the quilt like a silkworm baby. He squinted his eyes and slowly turned over, and by the way put the wrist that made the noise on the side of his face, the place closest to the ear.

zzzzz...

"Get up when you wake up, you are going to be late."

Strange, why did the wake-up bell change today?

With a bang, the curtains that blocked the skylight were pulled open, and the room was brightly lit.

There was a soft sound behind him, as if something had been placed on the bedside table.

……

Zhang Liangshao suddenly opened his eyes and turned over, just in time to see a pair of bony hands placing a steaming glass on the cabinet in front of him.

Then shift the line of sight for more than ten centimeters, and what comes into view is the well-defined chest and abdomen muscles stretching out with the movement of the owner straightening up, and the two smooth mermaid lines are hidden on the belt to reveal a small male Under the waist of the panties.

Damn, what kind of male model figure is this!

Zhang Liangshao raised his eyes and looked at the man's facial features shrouded in a holy light.

! ! ! ! !

When I woke up, I saw the big boss in his home, still shirtless or something.

It must be the wrong way for me to get up.

Zhang Liangshao covered himself with a quilt and wanted to hypnotize himself again, but obviously this idea was unrealistic.

"What, is it broken?"

He shivered and sat up while hugging the quilt amidst the man's questioning.

The cold wind blows, and the back is a little cold.

Zhang Liangshao lifted the quilt and looked down.

Then he quickly covered the quilt and surrounded himself.

Fuck!Lao Tzu is naked!

The author has something to say: the plot takes a sharp turn, and it goes in the direction of the sand sculpture and never returns.

According to the message of the little angel "Hateful Ghost" yesterday, our CP name is "Good Medicine" husband and wife, I changed the name of this volume by the way, hehehe.

//Song Wenyao's English name is Lux (Lux), which appeared in the form of Lucifer's nickname in the Wang Jianwang chapter before. The Arabic root means light.