A guide to the pampering of gold

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows and warmly sprinkles on the carpet.

Shen Xinghuai's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he woke up leisurely, but he has always had the habit of staying in bed, and when he woke up, he had to lie down with his eyes closed for a while to calm down. The servants at home who helped him get up knew his habits and would Wait quietly, don't bother.

He had a dream last night, which caused him a headache, and he didn't like it anymore.

My head is full of fragments, and the content of my dream is a dark group portrait novel full of villains.It contained many taboo elements such as coercion, imprisonment, confinement, physical abuse and heart abuse. This night, he was terrified. Looking back now, he is still terrified by the boy with the same name as himself in the novel.

The method of the man who tortured him was terrible. He was a rebellious and lawless outlaw who destroyed the world in the novel without humanity and dragged everyone into hell together.

"Shen Xinghuai, stop pretending when you wake up." A cold male voice sounded beside him, carrying a depressing and suffocating chill.

! ! !Shen Xinghuai was terrified.

This voice...why is it exactly the same as the mad batch in the dream?Is the dream still awake?

Shen Xinghuai touched his thigh with his hand under the quilt, trying to pinch himself awake, he didn't want to talk to that crazy critic.

When the fingertips touched the base of the leg, the smooth and soft touch made Shen Xinghuai stop pinching the flesh, it didn't feel right!

He is used to sleeping in pajamas, why did he touch the flesh directly today?

Using the cover of the quilt to grope around, I was naked from top to bottom!Startled he opened his eyes.

A strange figure bumped into his eyes, the man was tall and slender, his features were cold and deep, and he had an impeccably handsome face, but his eyes were gloomy and filled with a boundless chill, his whole body was shrouded in a haze of prey.

Shen Xinghuai stared fixedly at the tall and straight man, his pupils trembled, the cruel scene in the dream was too profound, Shen Xinghuai recognized at a glance that the man in front of him was the maddened critic in the dream.

The moment their eyes met, Shen Xinghuai seemed to have been struck by lightning, his limbs felt cold and numb, and he kept praying in his heart that this was a dream, this was a dream.

Ye Xiuchen was very satisfied with his frightened and dodging eyes. The corners of his thin lips curled up in an icy arc, and his cold eyes were filled with sick pleasure.

His sneer made Shen Xinghuai's already numb limbs completely lose consciousness.

Crazy smile, life and death are unpredictable.

In the dream, all the people who had made enemies with Crazy Critic were made worse than death by him.The original owner expressed his extreme dislike for him in public more than once, calling him an inhuman lunatic and always avoiding him like a snake.

"Hmm..." The strong knuckles pinched his chin, and the pads of the fingers rubbed against the jaw line of the white and greasy skin, and a red mark was rubbed on the soft and tender skin, causing a burning pain.

Shen Xinghuai's heart plummeted to freezing point with the dull pain coming from his jaw, he could feel the pain, he was not dreaming, everything was real, he somehow came to this novel from his own world!

"Wake up and lie on my bed, this surprise, do you like it?" The voice without a trace of warmth, the contemptuous and mocking tone, all showed the worst thoughts in Ye Xiuchen's heart. He was deliberately provoking Shen Xinghuai and taking revenge on the original owner. distaste for him.

In the original plot, the original owner was indeed angered by his taunt, lost his mind, made an irreversible wrong decision, and laid the fuse for his future miserable situation.

Shen Xinghuai slowed down his breathing, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and forced himself to calm down. He must not follow in the footsteps of the original owner!

With trembling eyelashes, he slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Ye Xiuchen innocently with clear eyes, and said in a shy tone, "How do you know me? Could it be that you lifted the quilt to peek at me while I was sleeping."

Ye Xiuchen: "..."

The man's deep black eyes paused, and he stared at him for a full ten seconds before changing into an incomprehensible smile.

The rough fingertips slowly moved up, and the thumb pressed against Shen Xinghuai's soft lips to rub it, the force was so heavy that it caused a burning sensation: "I have seen every inch of your body last night, Touched, tasted..." The man's voice was soft and low, and the words he spoke were full of intimacy and tenderness that made people blush.

But Shen Xinghuai couldn't see any tenderness and intimacy in his deep black pupils, only a bone-chilling chill.

Ye Xiuchen stared at his face intently, not missing a single bit of his expression.

Under the stern gaze, Shen Xinghuai's ears slowly turned red...

But he was just pretending, his heart was so clear that Ye Xiuchen didn't touch him at all last night.

Not only did he not touch him last night, in the original plot until the death of the original owner, Shen Xiuchen never slept with him.

Crazy Pilot is an asexual from beginning to end. He is a cold-blooded animal without emotion. No one or anything can make him feel any emotion. His life dictionary is filled with only the word "destruction".

He forcibly kept the original owner by his side to imprison, imprison and humiliate him, just for revenge, not only revenge on the original owner, but also revenge on his own deadly enemy.

Because the original owner has another identity, that is, Bai Yueguang, whom Ye Xiuchen's deadly enemy loves so much.

Shen Xinghuai didn't show any anger at all, and slowly and tentatively stretched out his slender and white fingers, and gently and slowly hooked Ye Xiuchen's big hand, his eyes were shy: "So we... did it last night, didn't we?"

He could obviously feel his hooked fingers stiffen, but the expression on Crazy Pit's face couldn't tell anything: "Of course, it was more than once."

Fart more than once, this crazy batch of lies just opened his mouth, although he woke up naked on his bed, but Shen Xinghuai's own body knew it well, nothing happened at all.

Shen Xinghuai didn't intend to expose him, criticizing wildly that it was uncertain, who knew that he would fall ill at that moment.

The man's eyes fell on his fair and pretty face, and his gloomy gaze lingered on his delicate and handsome facial features. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, the man's smile became colder: "Why don't you speak, you're reminiscing about our last night ?”

The blush at the base of Shen Xinghuai's ears had already burned to both sides of his cheeks, and his pink cheeks made him look even more alluring. With his shy eyes avoiding the man's sight, he nodded softly, and said in a soft voice, "Hello brother last night. sharp."

Ye Xiuchen: "..." The corners of his mouth twitched, staring at Shen Xinghuai's pink face, the mocking in his cold eyes turned into scrutiny.

Under his stare, Shen Xinghuai lifted his fair and fair arms and wrapped them affectionately around his neck, his shy eyebrows curled up nicely, and he smiled sweetly, even with a sweet voice: "Brother, I am yours now, you must treat me well in the future and don't bully me."

Being hugged around the neck coquettishly, the man hugged him tenderly, but he froze like an ice sculpture: "..."

Shen Xinghuai was very satisfied with his unexpected reaction, and added to the flames: "Well... it's okay to bully on the bed."

Crazy Critic, who had froze into an ice sculpture, had a fierce and cold expression on his face, and his black eyes caught his shy and affectionate gaze, and asked seriously: "Are you crazy?"

"Happy." I still have you crazy?Don't be humble.

The two of them stood in a silent stalemate for two seconds. The man suddenly pushed away his arms full of tenderness, stood up from the bed, looked down on him, and glared at him sullenly.

Because of the excessive movement, the quilt in Shen Xinghuai's arms slipped off, and his skin was suddenly exposed to the air. His skin was fair and lustrous, and his beautiful bones protruded smooth and charming lines. Move an inch.

Shen Xinghuai pulled up the quilt that he had brought up, covering his round and beautiful shoulders: "Brother, you look at me like that, I'm a little shy."

The cloud on Ye Xiuchen's face became more and more cloudy: "Did you pretend to be dizzy last night? You know I didn't touch you..."

In the middle of his words, he saw that the shy pink cloud on Shen Xinghuai's face turned pale little by little, but the circles of his eyes slowly turned red, as if... want to cry? ?

Ye Xiuchen stared at the tears that were about to fall at the end of his red eyes: "Why are you crying!"

In front of him, the original body has always been cold and arrogant, like an ice lotus growing on a snow mountain, unattainable and unattainable, looking at him with no other emotions except disgust.

But today, that unattainable person's eyes were red because of his words.

Tears flashed from the corners of Shen Xinghuai's eyes, and his voice trembled softly: "If you want to lift your pants and deny anyone, you just touch me."

Ye Xiuchen: "..." His face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he paced back and forth in the room irritably.

There was no way to relieve the anger in his heart, and he walked to the bed in a few steps, trying to grab the collar and throw the porcelain monster out, but he stopped halfway up.

Shen Xinghuai was naked, only his slender and fair neck and delicate collarbone were exposed, and he had no collar to pull on. Ye Xiuchen's brewed momentum... broke his mark: "You dress well and talk."

Shen Xinghuai looked at the clothes scattered on the floor, and said in a sobbing voice, "Take it off, give it to me."

"I didn't take it off. You were already like this when I went back to the room!" Ye Xiuchen picked up the clothes and tried to throw them to him, but when he found that they were broken, he said in a weak tone, "I didn't tear them."

Of course, Shen Xinghuai knew that he wasn't the one who tore it up. It wasn't Ye Xiuchen who made him appear here. There was another person behind the scenes who harmed him. The purpose was self-evident. That person wanted to kill two birds with one stone.

Not only let the original body lose face, but also used his hand to wave Ye Xiuchen.

The clothes must have been torn by the person who sent him here, probably because he was afraid that he would wake up and run away, so he destroyed all the clothes.

Shen Xinghuai knew it in his heart, but he didn't say: "Then I can only talk to you naked, anyway, you met and met last night." He was about to lift the quilt and get up.

Ye Xiuchen held him down, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait! I'll get you a bathrobe."

Soon, a bathrobe was thrown on him.

Shen Xinghuai got dressed and got out of bed, and sat on the side of the bed aggrieved: "You have to be responsible to me."

Ye Xiuchen didn't speak, just stared at him coldly, wanting to see a hole in him.

Being stared at by Crazy Critic like this, Shen Xinghuai's heart was agitated, he couldn't guess Crazy Critic's brain circuit, and didn't know what he would do next.

With the silence of the two, the atmosphere in the atmosphere room dropped to freezing point.

The vibrating sound of the phone broke the deadlock, and Ye Xiuchen picked up the phone.

He was far away, Shen Xinghuai couldn't hear what was said on the phone, Ye Xiuchen's face was dark and unpredictable, and finally said: "Let them come up." Then hung up the phone.

When he looked at Shen Xinghuai again, most of the cloud on his face dissipated, and he was a little more mocking: "The reason why you performed just now was to hold me back?"

Shen Xinghuai quickly recalled the content of this paragraph in his mind, but the fragments in the dream were too messy, he couldn't remember the content below for a while, so he could only walk step by step and retort softly: "I don't have any."

His whisper, in Ye Xiuchen's opinion, was a guilty conscience after the conspiracy was exposed.

Soon, there was a messy knock on the door. Listening to the movement, there were quite a lot of people coming.

The corners of Ye Xiuchen's lips curled into a mocking arc: "Let me see what kind of tricks you are playing." With long legs, he strode out of the bedroom and opened the living room door neatly.

Shen Xinghuai hurriedly straightened his bathrobe and followed out. As soon as he looked up, his eyes were blinded by the flash of the camera.

A large group of reporters directly pointed at them.

Shen Xinghuai remembered it!It may be because I just OOC, this paragraph is somewhat different from the original plot.

The original plot was that when the original body woke up and heard Ye Xiuchen's words, he believed them to be true, was so angry that he lost control, and directly reported and warned Ye Xiuchen of sexual assault.

When the police came to take him and Ye Xiuchen back to take notes, they met the reporter at the hotel entrance.

At that time, the original body had completely lost its mind, and just wanted to tell the world what Ye Xiuchen had done to him, so that everyone would know what a vicious scum he was, and told the truth in front of the reporter. .

He did so with very bad consequences. Ye Xiuchen's only respected grandfather died of a heart attack on the day he heard the news. Ye Xiuchen quickly found evidence to prove his innocence, sued him for slander and sent him to prison.

After Yuanchen was released from prison, Ye Xiuchen didn't let him go, and he also took the grudge of his grandfather's death on him. All the grudges combined, tortured Yuanchen until his life was worse than death.

After recalling the original plot, Shen Xinghuai broke into a cold sweat silently. These reporters were apparently ordered by someone to come prepared. They chased him to the room without waiting for him at the hotel entrance.

What's even more troublesome is that Ye Xiuchen tacitly agreed that these reporters were called by himself, and what was before him was another proposition...