Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

Mu Zhichan sat up abruptly from the virtual cabin, his chest fluctuated, and the milky white nutrient solution that had not yet evaporated slowly slid down his jaw to his collarbone, and then tossed and slid down on his beautiful abdominal muscle lines, silently revealing his strength. Separation. Gas.

Although he will be downplayed because of the emotions in the script after leaving, the emotions in reality will not be downplayed.

Therefore, in the script, the upset and restlessness caused by knowing that Shenpixia was his Brother Lu also eroded his heart again.

Mu Zhichan didn't know what Jiang Lu's plan was, and he didn't know how he entered the script world. In addition, the other party could still clearly know the role he was playing. All the information about Xinghuan was probably presented to Jiang Lun directly by some people.

That's right, after all, with that guy's identity and power, it is easy to investigate the information of an inferior person.

But why didn't that guy explain everything to him right away?On the contrary, in the script world with him...

Mu Zhichan stood up from the virtual warehouse with a sleepy expression, casually fished out a white t-shirt and black pants from the built-in closet, put it on, and slumped on the sofa.

He stared at the glaringly white ceiling for a long time, until tears welled up in his eyes, he closed his eyes and retracted his gaze, then he opened his optical brain to log into his Xinghuan account, and after finding the master script edited by the main brain, he quietly looked up.

Time passed bit by bit, and Master's script gradually came to an end.

And Mu Zhichan frowned more and more, he learned that after his "death", Jian Shen cut off Su Yao's soul piece by piece with a sword, during which Su Yao's consciousness was always clear, There were screams, blood and tears, but Jianshen remained indifferent from the beginning to the end, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if he was sipping a cup of tea or warming a pot of wine.

Seeing this, Mu Zhichan couldn't help but think back to a winter night five years ago, he went to the military area to pick up Jiang Lu home, but was told by the soldiers on duty that Jiang Lu had not finished dealing with the matter in hand, and asked him to wait in the reception room. Wait a moment.

And Mu Zhichan waited for almost an hour, but it was not so boring to simply have warm tea, desserts and Xiaoxiaole company, until his cheek was pressed against the back of a cold hand.

Mu Zhichan, who was playing Xiaoxiaole, raised his head, and the joy of seeing his lover could not help appearing in his eyes, but the moment he met his gaze, he flinched subconsciously.

He clearly remembered that Jiang Lun was wearing a black military uniform at that time, with a three-finger-wide belt tightening his waist, and a golden ribbon extending from his left shoulder to the neckline with tassels hanging from the tail, and those smoky gray pupils were as cold as knives, and there was something hidden in them. The hostility and killing intent that hadn't dissipated yet seemed to smell bloody even in the soul.

Only later did he know that Jiang Lu had just come out of the torture room at that time. It took ten days and a half months for a dozen torture officers to pry things out of the mouths of the three enemy spies. It took three days to defeat all their psychological defenses, and then confessed.

At this time, Mu Zhichan realized how terrible the person he fell in love with, but he didn't regret it.

"I have a visitor, is the door open?"

A metallic electronic female voice suddenly sounded, and Mu Zhichan pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking that the person coming was either He Mumu or Ke Yin, so she said in a hoarse voice: "Open."

After the words fell, Mu Zhichan heard the crisp sound of leather shoes touching the metal floor. As soon as he raised his eyes, he was hugged fiercely by the person before he could see the face of the person coming. In an instant, he was wrapped tightly.

Mu Zhichan took a deep breath, and when she was about to speak, she groaned and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Lu, are you a dog?"

He took it too, and took a bite on his neck as soon as he came up, and he didn't need to look to know that he must have seen blood.

"I belong to you." Jiang Lu said in a hoarse voice, sticking his lips to the tooth mark that he had just bitten out, and the arms around his waist were tightened tightly.

five years.

He hasn't been able to hug his cicada properly for five years.

Mu Zhichan wanted to push Jiang Lu away, but after pushing for a long time, the other party was still indifferent, and could not help but coldly said: "Have you hugged enough?"

"No." Jiang Lu said in a low voice while stroking Mu Zhichan's back with his palm, from the waist to the shoulder, and then stroking from the left shoulder to the tailbone. He was measuring every bone of Mu Zhichan.

"Thinner, a lot thinner." Jiang Lu stopped his hands and stared quietly at Mu Zhichan's face with those deep eyes.

Mu Zhichan felt that this person was playing hooligans at all, and his expression became more and more cold while he was impetuous, so he simply skipped this topic and asked, "How did you find this place?"

"You should already have an answer to this question in your heart." Jiang Lu stared at him with downcast eyes.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhichan knew that this guy really investigated him as soon as he came back.

"Then I have a few questions to ask." Mu Zhichan struggled again, but not only did she not break away, but was hugged by the opponent holding his buttocks with one hand and hooking his legs with the other. Afterwards, Jiang Lu then turned around and sat on the soft sofa, which made Mu Zhichan directly straddle and sit on the man's thigh.

As a result, Mu Zhichan couldn't help but feel bored while his heart was throbbing. This cage-like embrace made him tremble so familiarly. Every time he was unhappy or angry, Jiang Lu would always hug him like this. coax.

"Well, you ask." Jiang Lu said in a hoarse voice, slightly raised his face and looked at Mu Zhichan with focused eyes.

"Our first meeting after five years was at Nanshan Cemetery." Mu Zhichan looked down at the strange face in front of her, except for those eyes, there was no resemblance to the appearance five years ago.

"Yes." Jiang Lu's eyes darkened, and he replied in a deep voice.

"Why didn't you explain to me the first time you came back? Why did you pretend you didn't know me?" Mu Zhichan asked again.

"On the day I came back, it happened that you had already entered the script world." Jiang Lu gently inserted his hand. Jin Mu Zhichan's long silver-white hair looked at him with eyes as deep as the sea, "And I really I can't restrain the thoughts in my heart, I want to meet you first in the script world."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you didn't know that I was suspended animation, and you didn't receive that message five years ago." Jiang Lu involuntarily tightened his arms, and pressed Mu Zhichan closer to himself.

"The night before the mission, I was told by my superiors that I must never tell anyone the secret of my fake death, especially not you."

"I am in a high position and have a special military position. Every move I make is watched by people from all walks of life. And the mission that I performed was of great importance. I had to feign death and change to a new identity before I could start it." The fastest update

"The superior didn't let me tell you about my fake death because I was afraid that the enemy's eyeliner would see the flaws in you. After all, you are an ordinary person who has never been trained. A look or a movement may expose me. Not dead news."

"But how could I be willing to make you suffer so much..." Jiang Lu pressed his forehead against Mu Zhichan's neck, with a bit of forbearance in his voice, "After all, I still violated the orders of my superiors, and in your light brain A special algorithm places an encrypted message that will destroy itself after it is delivered to you, and the sending time is scheduled after my funeral."

Mu Zhichan pursed her lips, curled her fingers subconsciously, and involuntarily flashed the scenes of the funeral that year in her mind, feeling heavy.

"But I failed to convey it to you. This is something I never expected." Jiang Lu lightly sniffed the sweet scent of shower gel on Mu Zhichan's body, and frowned, "When I saw you in the cemetery , you are thin and pale, as if you will disappear in the wind without a sound in the next second."

"I don't know how to face you, how to explain to you, thinking that you have been living in the shadow of my death for the past five years, I feel so painful that I am about to go crazy."

"I don't know what to do anymore." Jiang Lu's slightly trembling tone revealed a bit of fragility, "But it's hard to restrain the desire to see you hug you, so I thought maybe I could do it in In the script world..."

Jiang Lu's unfinished words gradually disappeared between his lips, but Mu Zhichan understood his meaning very well.

"I... have nothing to ask for now." Mu Zhichan said softly, feeling really complicated, he looked down at Jiang Lu who buried his face in his neck, "However, I may need time to get used to the relationship between us." relationship, and all the negativity that settles in that love."

Hearing this, Jiang Lu's mind, which had been tense all the time, relaxed slightly, rubbed the tip of his nose against the man's Adam's apple in his arms, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

So, Mu Zhichan trembled her eyelashes, wondering what was going on in her mind.

The atmosphere gradually became quieter, and the two quietly maintained this ambiguous and intimate posture, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

It's just that the tranquility was broken after all.

"Urgent notice: Due to the upcoming centennial celebration of Xinghuan Company, the high-level executives have discussed and made the following requirements: 1. The performance tasks of all actors this year must be completed before June 6. At that time, the virtual warehouse will be closed, and the technicians will carry out the main brain system. Major upgrade.

2. In the second half of the year, there will be a holiday from July 7st to December 1th. If the performance task cannot be completed within the specified time, credit points will be deducted depending on the situation. All actors, please reply. "

The electronic female voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.

Mu Zhichan was silent for a moment, then spit out two words: "Received."

"C-level actor Mu Zhichan, serial number: 7769, confirmed receipt, submitted to technical management."

Mu Zhichan pressed his aching temple, patted Jiang Lu's back, and said expressionlessly: "Let go, I'm going to start work, today is May 5st, and my task for this year is still short of the end." A script needs to be finished in less than a month, and the time is actually a bit tight."

Hearing this, Jiang Lu hugged Mu Zhichan for a while again in a muffled voice, and then let him go reluctantly, saying: "I will accompany you in the last script."

Mu Zhichan looked indifferent: "Actually, there is no need."

And Jiang Lu just smiled lowly, and repeated again: "I will accompany you."

"Whatever you want." The irritable Mu Zhichan said, without even looking at Jiang Lu, she lay down in the virtual warehouse.

"Okay, whatever." Jiang Lu watched as he slowly closed the egg-shaped virtual warehouse, and bent his lower lip.

作者有话要说：下个剧本会写个青春的世界感谢在2020100522:34:342020100822:44:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of that one; 1 bottle of barbecued pork;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!