After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

"Um……"

The sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, not letting in a glimmer of light.In the dark space, a groan / oh shattered, quickly crushed into powder and disappeared into the air...

After a long time, the curtains were pulled open, and the bright sunlight instantly illuminated the room.

The man picked up the pajamas that had fallen on the ground, stretched out his hands to put them on, and immediately hid the red scratches on his back.He returned to the bed and kissed the beauty who fell asleep due to exhaustion.

"Baby, I'm going to work. Be obedient today and wait for me to come back." After speaking softly, he reluctantly got up and left.

The sunlight expands inward from the edge of the bay window a little bit, and soon extends to the wooden floor.At this moment, the figure on the bed moved.

Song Qing opened her eyes, she still saw the familiar chandelier and the familiar soreness.Sitting up, he stretched his hands upwards, and the quilt slipped off, revealing various mottled and ambiguous marks.

"Tsk tsk, it's really a spring night every night..." A lazy male voice appeared out of nowhere, and the metal ball "biu"~ rolled around in front of Song Qing.

Song Qing covered her mouth and yawned, not caring at all about being stared at. "Yo-yo, peeking at other people's good deeds is a needle's eye. Come, let me see how much you have grown." As he said, he stretched out his hand to catch you. Live each other.

669 swiftly withdrew from the host's "arrest" range, speechless: "Please, who has time to peek at your live erotic palace? I just suspect that if this continues, the son of luck will grow old with you forever."

Song Qing was locked up by Mu Yan for several days.In the past few days, Song Qing's life consisted of watching TV, reading books, listening to music, and being in a daze at home during the day, and when Mu Yan came back at night, if the two of them hadn't quarreled, they would just be in bed dimly.

Singing and singing every night, 669 looks at the current Song Qing like a coquettish flower, which is full of man's energy, and with every gesture, it can seduce people's hearts and capture people's souls.The beauty raised by himself, Mu Yan would rather die than let him go.

669 leaned over, with a rare serious tone, "Hey, Song Qing. I don't think the son of luck will let you go. Have you ever considered staying in this plane and spending the rest of your life with him?"

Pulling his hair, the touch of short hair still made him a little uncomfortable.Song Qing glanced at him, "What, you admit defeat?"

throw in the towel? 669 jumped up, "I'm not admitting defeat now, the son of luck loves you to death. Is it possible that you can still make him say goodbye to you willingly?"

"If you ask me, it's not bad for you to stay here. The partner is rich, good-looking, and good at bedtime. No matter how you look at it, you won't suffer."

Song Qing evoked a mocking smile, reached out to pick up a V-neck sexy pajamas that was completely different from his previous style, and said as he put it on, "Indeed, if the dog named Mu hadn't had that face and good bed skills, Seven years ago, I would rather have been jumping at the origin."

669 thought he was convinced by himself, "Is it? After all, he is the child of luck, and there is no one stronger than him in this plane."

Song Qing sneered: "The strongest garbage is also garbage. Thank you, I don't pick up garbage."

"Hey, is it possible that you still have a solution now?" 669 said coolly, "You showed all your cards, and thought you had four aces, but in the end, they lost a king bomb."

"Secretary Song" used Mu Yan as Mu Yan's stand-in. This move should have given Mu Yan a fatal blow.Unexpectedly, not only did Mu Yan not give up, he was even more insane.With the current situation, it would be even more difficult to get Mu Yan to willingly "let" Song Qing leave this plane.

While 669 was talking, Song Qing had already finished brushing her teeth and washing her face, and was standing in front of the mirror trimming her new hairstyle, "Where can I find a hairstylist on the dog thing, who can cut it like I used to, it's not bad .”

In the mirror, he has short, fluffy black hair, clean and refreshing.In the original world, unless long hair was needed for filming, Song Qing liked this neat hairstyle the most.

669 fell silent after hearing this.After a while, it flew in front of Song Qing with a "swoosh", blocking him from looking at himself in the mirror. "Hey, let's get down to business!"

Song Qing sighed softly, and said, "How do you know I don't have Wang Zha?"

669 was stunned: "No way, you still have cards?"

Impossible, isn't "Secretary Song" using Mu Yan as a stand-in the biggest hole card?

Song Qing stretched out her index finger to point him, and smiled slyly, "Of course. As I said, I am the one who made the question, how could I be stumped by a student?"

Song Qing was locked in this room by Mu Yan, from the fierce resistance at the beginning to the passive response now, only four or five days have passed.He is now like a lifeless puppet, eating and drinking mechanically.When Mu Yan talked to him, except for the occasional sarcasm, he mostly didn't respond.

Mu Yan didn't care too much, sometimes he could talk non-stop by himself to Song Qing who didn't respond.He really doesn't seem to mind Song Qing's indifference towards him, as long as she is by his side.

When he came home that day, the two bodyguards were still guarding the entrance, while Song Qing was sitting alone on the sofa reading a book. In the huge living room, only Bach's "Concerto for Unaccompanied Violin No. [-]" was playing outside the stereo. In the stagnant room, it was even more weird.

"I am back."

Mu Yan talked while changing his shoes as usual, but the person sitting on the sofa turned the pages of the book in his hand without any response.

He didn't care about singing a one-man show, Mu Yan looked as usual.He walked to Song Qing and sat down, stretched out his hand and pressed the book in the other's hand, "Come, give it back to you."

A black mobile phone appeared in Song Qing's field of vision.

This is his cell phone!

Song Qing was not happy at the first moment, but showed vigilant eyes to Mu Yan.

Mu Yan seemed to be stabbed by his reflexive reaction, and his complexion was a little ugly for a moment.However, quickly suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Mu Yan put on a smile, "Okay, don't do this. Return the phone to you, so you won't be bored at home."

The implication is that he will continue to lock him up.

Song Qing took the mobile phone and found that it had been hacked, and even the fingerprint code that had been set before was gone.With a bad premonition in his heart, he searched carefully, and sure enough——

Except for the address book and a small number of important work materials, everything else was completely deleted, even including the previous photos of him and Mu Yan.

"Mu Yan, restore the deleted things to me!"

Mu Yan didn't care about Song Qing's anger at all. He put his hand on his lover's shoulder, as if talking about the weather leisurely: "It's gone, it's completely deleted, and it can't be restored."

Under Song Qing's unbelievable eyes, he caressed his face and smiled lightly: "It's okay, we will take more photos in the future, with your current appearance."

"Mu Yan, you are sick!"

"Oh, by the way, there is one more important thing to tell you." Mu Yan took out the information from the briefcase beside him and put it on the coffee table, "Your company has changed its name."

Still angry, Song Qing's mind went blank when she heard this.The next second, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't believe what he heard, "My company changed its name?"

As if realizing something, the blood faded from his face, and he quickly picked up the information on the coffee table.

It clearly stated: "Yijiu Investment" has been officially changed to "Lushi Investment".

Lu Shi, June 6th is Mu Yan's birthday.

"Impossible. Changing the name of the company requires the authorization of the legal person. How did you get my signature and seal..." As she spoke, Song Qing thought of the first day Mu Yan tricked her here. Sedated.

"You stole my seal and forged my signature?" Song Qing almost trembled her lips, he didn't expect Mu Yan to be so mad.

"You're breaking the law and you're going to jail!"

Mu Yan looked indifferent, "Okay, you go and sue me."

"You..." Song Qing hardened her heart, "Illegal detention, as well as forging legal person signatures and stealing seals without authorization, Mu Yan, do you really think I won't call the police?"

"Yes," Mu Yan looked at him firmly, "but the premise is that you can get out of this room."

Hearing this, Song Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and her whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

Mu Yan was completely insane.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm going crazy? I don't love you, you lock me up like this, even cut my hair and change my clothes, it can't change anything—"

"Who said it can't be changed!" Mu Yan grabbed his elbow suddenly, as if tearing off the mask that he had disguised for days, his handsome face became hideous and terrifying. "Song Qing, what's so good about my brother? I can do better than him! You're just not used to it now. After a while, you'll forget about him and only think about me."

Like a wounded beast, he screamed, ready to give the enemy the final blow at any time, but his eyes revealed the fragility of dying, "If you are crazy, I will guard you for the rest of your life. If you die, we will will be buried together."

Mu Yan hugged him, as if wanting to rub into his own flesh and blood, and said in Song Qing's ear with a painful voice: "Song Qing, you can only be by my side in this life. Even death can't separate us. "

Song Qing let him hug her, closed her eyes with despair, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

……

That night, Mu Yan tossed him almost all night.The next morning, the man was reluctant to leave his bed.

After the person left, 669 popped out almost without waiting a second.

It has always been a salty fish, and it couldn't help but marvel: "Damn it, the son of luck is too perverted! I think even if you die now, he will burn your body to ashes and put it in a bottle to hang Chest."

Song Qing: "...Thank you, you who can say such a thing are obviously more perverted than him."

669:"……"

It was another spring night, Song Qing was lying on the bed, obviously too tired to move. 669 rolled around on Mu Yan's pillow, "Actually, your forced love scene is quite touching. Really, why don't you just follow him!"

Turning sideways, Song Qing supported her forehead with one hand, and 669 was shocked by the laziness after sex.

With such a style, if it was in human form at the moment, it would probably have blood coming out of its nose.

Yawning, Song Qing released her beauty unreservedly, "Hey, Yo-Yo, I wonder if you took money from that bastard, so I can only speak nice words for him."

669: "I don't like his money. It's just that I think you enjoy it, or you can stay here."

Song Qing laughed softly, "I have acted here for seven years in order to clear the customs. It makes no sense that I will be tied up to death by that dog in the end. Yoyo, you really underestimate me."

669 let out a "beep", "You have to play tricks, I see what cards do you have?"

After finishing speaking, Song Qing's mobile phone on the bedside table rang suddenly.

One person and one ball looked at each other, Song Qing lazily reached out to pick up the phone, and the smile on her mouth deepened.

"Isn't this card coming?"

He turned his hand over, and the caller on the phone screen showed: Wang Mingxuan from Dongjiang Group.