After being reborn, the substitute turns into a green tea essence

In the evening, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was dyed with a golden orange glow.

In the study room of the villa, Cen Luo was sitting at the table looking down at the book. He held a Parker ballpoint pen between his index finger and middle finger, turning it slowly between his slender fingers. It circled back in a graceful arc, and the silver pen body and the white and well-proportioned hands formed a unique and artistic picture during the movements.

"Ding--"

The phone on the table rang briefly, and a new message came in.

Cen Luo frowned slightly, put down the pen in his hand, picked up the phone, looked at the three words "Song Mohan", and hesitated for a moment.

Click on the message: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Cen Luo held the phone, his nose felt sore again, and soon there was a pair of empty and indifferent eyes.

He put down the phone lightly, but pushed hard with his backhand.

"Pa—" When the phone fell to the ground, it had already fallen half a meter away from him.

This was the first time since Cen Luo's rebirth several months ago that he received a message of greeting from Song Mohan at this point in time, and in his previous life, he had never received it.

Cen Luo's eyes wandered to the French windows.

He was once obsessed with Song Mohan's warm embrace with the scent of wood, and the tender affection in those dark eyes, and he couldn't extricate himself.In his last life, he had been in love for three years, believed in him for three years, and finally waited for Song Mohan's marriage proposal. However, the day before his wedding, he received a message from the other party telling him that he was a substitute.

In a daze, he got into a car accident and died...

When he was reborn two years ago, he still couldn't believe it, but in the past few months since his rebirth, he gradually realized that all the things that made him obsessed were indeed illusions, and he was really someone else's substitute .

Song Mohan never liked him from the beginning to the end!

Camouflage has never been seamless, and there are too many details to follow.

In the previous life, he just blindly trusted and tolerated, and only wanted to indulge in the illusory "beautiful" love given by Song Mohan, without carefully thinking about those things that were wrong.

"Ding--"

The phone lying on the ground rang again.

Cen Luo turned his head and looked down. When the screen turned on, there was already an obvious crack in the lower left corner.

Just like his heart, it was also broken, but even if it was broken to bloody, he found that he was still in love with Song Mohan just like in his previous life.

It was as if he had carved a mark that belonged exclusively to Song Mohan in his body, and even in the depths of his soul.Even if time goes back, it cannot be erased!

He stood up, raised his jaw slightly, and opened two buttons at the collar of his white shirt. The unsheathed sharp blade seemed to be still stained with blood, and it was cold and chilling.

He turned around and walked to the closet, and opened the door on the far side. The upper floor was full of two sets of pajamas, both of which were the same.In the past, he liked to buy these, as well as a pair of teacups, slippers and so on. Song Mohan laughed at how he was like a child, and it was so troublesome to mix them up exactly the same.

Yes!

Just the same will accidentally mix up.

What about those two completely different people?Just because of some similarities, deliberately let him be someone else's substitute?

Indifferently, he took off a set of dark blue satin pajamas, stepped over the phone, and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

After getting dressed, as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he was grabbed by his shoulders against the door. Song Mohan lowered his head and blocked his lips almost impatiently.

Cen Luo was caught off guard, Song Mohan sucked his lips heavily, then eagerly pried open his teeth, greedily occupying every inch of the warmth and softness between his lips and tongue.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and only the ambiguous sound of a fierce kiss remained in their ears.

Feeling the warmth of the skin through the clothes to support his waist, Cen Luo finally came back to his senses when he wanted to reach out and push him away.

"Sleepy." Cen Luo said lightly, then stepped forward and hooked Song Mohan's neck, and said softly, "I don't want it."

"..." Song Mohan felt that he was about to split apart.

He and Cen Luo have been dating for more than a year, and this situation has happened several times, but he remembers the first time, it was the first anniversary of their dating, the reason was that he promised Cen Luo to have dinner together, but in the end because of I released the pigeons temporarily, and it was already late at night when I returned to the villa.

That night, Song Mohan sensed that Cen Luo's mood was not right.Cen Luo has always been that kind of sensible and well-behaved character who abides by his duty, and is obedient to him. This kind of "canary" is what he wants.But that day, "Canary"'s eyes contained too many things, but the original tenderness was missing.

Song Mohan regretted that he didn't coax him that day, but fell asleep directly.When he woke up, he found that Cen Luo was still sitting on a stool not far from him, motionless.

Afterwards, Cen Luo's personality gradually changed. He still retained a docile and obedient side, just like hooking his neck now, but it also made people feel uncomfortable, and more often he was arrogant and willful. It's like he said that he can push him away immediately if he doesn't want it, even if he was strongly catering to him in the last second.

This kind of change made Song Mohan very uncomfortable, but he couldn't stop, the more he endured, the more hesitant to move.

Now he often feels like a pedestrian walking in the desert without a drop of water for several days, while Cen Luo guards a clear spring, but only gives him a drop, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"...Lolo." Song Mohan gritted his teeth slightly, his tone could not hide his helplessness.He lowered his head and kissed Cen Luo's forehead, his breath blended together, and the faint scent of soap lingered on the tip of his nose, "Why didn't you reply to my message?" He hugged Cen Luo's waist tightly.

"Oh, the phone fell." Cen Luo raised his eyes, and the warm light above his head shone down. His slender and thick eyelashes cast two small fan-shaped shadows on his face. He blinked, looking quite innocent, but his body was slightly Struggling, wanting to break away from Song Mohan's embrace.

Song Mohan didn't want Cen Luo to get what he wanted at this moment, the undercurrent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, his Adam's apple rolled, and a thick kiss fell on the side of Cen Luo's neck. This time, Song Mohan controlled the strength without leaving traces, and seemed to give As if he had made a seal, he kissed from the side of his neck to the base of his ear.

"Little liar..." Song Mohan whispered in Cen Luo's ear.

Cen Luo's touched skin quickly became hot, and at the same time as the kiss fell, scorching breath swept across his neck, numbness permeated from under the skin, and the carotid artery beat faster under the lips.

His wrist was locked by Song Mohan, and he couldn't move at all, so——

Kicked directly.

Song Mohan's calf bone was suddenly kicked by him, and he gasped in pain, but he still didn't let go of him, he just stopped and looked at him.

Cen Luo's cheeks were slightly flushed, and his eyes were a little blurred.

If Song Mohan loved Cen Luo's eyes the most, every time he saw them, he couldn't help himself.

"Lolo..." His voice was a little hoarse.

Cen Luo panted slightly, and looked at Song Mohan.Even with the harshest eyes, this man is still very handsome, with deep eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, revealing a bit of abstinence.

Family background, appearance, figure, and IQ are all excellent. It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Mohan is the darling of heaven.

Cen Luo didn't come back to his senses, Song Mohan leaned over, put his arm through his knees, and hugged him horizontally...

Finally, Song Mohan drank the Wang Qingquan today, and after drinking it, the water surface was still full of ripples, and his soul trembled and danced along with it.

Cen Luo was defeated. After all, this was his first man, and also the first man he loved deeply. He was also the benefactor who saved him... He couldn't say that he didn't love him or not.

But he is not the object that this person kneads and spoils, he blames him, he hates him!

After being reborn, he recalled it thoroughly, and began to test it out. After gradually confirming it, he looked at Song Mohan's familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, and suddenly had a distorted thought——

He wanted revenge, he wanted Song Mohan to experience the disgusting feeling of being used as a stand-in!

Return the other body in the way of others!And reciprocate!

Song Mohan stood up, admiring his own work, his eyes fell on Cen Luo's face, and his eyes suddenly paused.

The fair face was stained with a light pink halo, and the eyes were three points clear and seven points blurred. All these showed that Cen Luo was just as emotional as him just now, but when he met those eyes, Song Mohan was in a kind of indescribable way. Unexplained discomfort.

Cen Luo's light-colored pupils reflected his figure, but Song Mohan felt that he was not looking at him.

This wasn't the first time Song Mohan had such thoughts. In recent months, when he was with Cen Luo, he often felt this way.He knew that this kind of thinking was absurd, but it was hard to control.

Crazy!

Song Mohan complained in his heart.

"Lolo, can you close your eyes?"

"No, I want to look at you, keep looking at you." Cen Luo inserted his fingers into his hair, tender, intimate, and well-behaved, but refused!

Song Mohan's chest seemed to be bumped again inexplicably, and the strange feeling deepened, making him uncomfortable.

He got up and wanted to leave, but Cen Luo grabbed his neck instantly.

"Don't go, look at me, I still want to~" Cen Luo whispered tenderly.

"..." Song Mohan felt like he was about to crack again...

Can't say no...but...

"Okay?" Cen Luo straightened Song Mohan's face and held it in warm palms.

Song Mohan's temples jumped up, then he closed his eyes, bent down and kissed him.

"Look at me~"

When Song Mohan was so depressed that he exploded, he happened to see the tie he had untied beside the bed, and quickly lifted it up and covered Cen Luo's eyes.

After a set of smooth operation...

Cen Luo was a little dazed, and a thought flashed through his mind—has he noticed it?

very good!

toss!

continue--

The corners of my eyes are wet...