Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Coming out of the hospital, Gu Chenchen couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes.

He learned from Li Jinfeng and a few people in the company who often reported to him that Zhu Pingting's life was not so good these days.Gu Quen is indeed a ruthless character. With the influence of a major shareholder of the company, he attacked a group of people in the company.Neither the first sister nor the candidates for the first sister are her opponents.

More importantly, he allowed Gu Qun's team to attack Zhu Pingting.He didn't stop.

From the very beginning, Gu Chenchen wanted to take a special path to support Zhu Pingting.She lacks a kind of resilience in her character.Like she has not suffered persecution and troughs, has not experienced painful choices and bottom line struggles, it is difficult to take root in the entertainment industry.

Gu Chenchen won't stay in this world for too long, he can't give Zhu Pingting resources forever and protect her for the rest of his life.It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him fish.So the purpose of the blows and experiences given to her now is to let her grow up in a short period of time and learn the rules of survival in this circle as soon as possible.

But looking at Zhu Pingting's state now, Gu Chenchen doesn't know how long it will take for her to transform.

So headache.

In the car, he rubbed his temples, leaned his elbows against the door, and said quietly, "I'm so tired, Xiao Yan."

Yan Zedao in the driver's seat started the car, and when he heard Gu Chenchen's words, he couldn't help looking to the side.

He was dressed in a suit that outlined his thin figure.

Turning his head slightly, he saw his chin, which was a little white, like the color under the leaves of mint.

Yan Zedao looked down and saw that Gu Chenchen's clothes were stained with blood that had just been stained with Zhu Pingting.Looking away, the bright red still floated in front of my eyes, stabbing my retina one after another.

Emotions spread from the bottom of my heart, but I wanted to comfort him on the surface: "It's okay, boss."

At this moment, the twilight is gathering, the surroundings are dimmed, and the street lamps are in twos and threes, like fireflies.Gu Chenchen leaned on the seat, his eyes drifted into the distance: "When she was her age, I was already running around on business."

Yan Zedao knew who he was talking about.The fundus of his eyes was dark, reflecting the endless stream of cars in front of him.

Gu Chenchen thought that he would stay here for another four or five years. "When will she learn to be more sophisticated? She doesn't need the protection of others."

Yan Zedao's heart thumped, as if he had been dug out. It was a numb pain, and it would spread to a wider area as time went on.

He wanted to say, boss, what's so good about her, look at me.look at me.

Resentment rose in Yan Zedao's heart, and he was suppressed by a strong heart again, "She will know how good you are, Boss."

"I don't need her to know." Gu Chenchen sighed, "I just hope she can become a talent."

Finally smiled. "It felt like I was her parent."

In Yan Zedao's peripheral vision, he saw Gu Chenshen leaning deeper in the seat, looking out of the window with his eyes, which seemed to be mixed with dusk.

Yan Zedao's heart was churning like the sea, but his face remained silent.

"She doesn't like you, Boss." Congressively, calmly.I hope that I can control the enemy with one move and hit the vital point.

But the other party said lightly: "It's okay."

Yan Zedao realized that the dart he threw just now was not the dart that hit the enemy's heart, but a boomerang, which flew back and stabbed himself in the chest.

yes.

Yan Zedao's voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

The car slowly left the sea of ​​cars.

On the way, there is a faint smog at night, and the price of industrialization makes the scenery outside the car window so hazy.

After a long time, "Do you want some water, boss." He said, and fetched a bottle of mineral water from the back of the car.It seems that the other party cannot refuse.

Gu Chenchen saw a new bottle of water in front of him, behind the water was Yan Zedao driving, looking sideways at his side.

Yan Zedao's expression was in a trance, which made Gu Chenchen think that he was like the affectionate and vengeful prince in that TV series.

Yan Zedao continued: "I have medicine for headache, boss."

Gu Chenchen took the water and the pills from him, and drank it.

All the street lights were turned on, and in the gradually ending daylight, it was finally time to go on stage.

When Yan Zedao drove back to the villa area, he saw Gu Chenshen falling asleep on the seat, his expression was as quiet as before, his eyes were closed, his head was slightly tilted, a lot of black hair was spilled, covering his face.

Yan Zedao didn't call him, but from his long and even breathing, he knew that he had fallen asleep.

He unbuckled his seat belt, turned his jaw, and kissed his red lips.

The long tongue rolled up, prying open his defenseless city.Licking the tip of his tongue, he hooped his head closer to his face.

Biting furiously and angrily, as if punishing the person who deliberately wanted to fall asleep.

There was a fishy smell in his mouth, Yan Zedao softened the invasion, slowed down his movements, and raised his eyes to look at the face that was close at hand.

Lu Jianzhi didn't frown at all, his quietness made people want to tear it apart more fiercely.

The body relaxed without defense, making him twist his arms and waist softly. "Boss, boss. Are you asleep?"

He got off the car and opened the door of the villa with the key he found from the other party under the moonlight.

Holding his shoulders, he closed the door of the villa.

The man slipped off Yan Zedao's body and lay down on the ground at the entrance.Yan Zedao went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water. The fire was turned up to the maximum, but the sound of boiling water hadn't started yet, it was the sound of flames burning the aluminum box.

The kitchen is a rectangular space with a display window behind it, facing the large dark green lawn outside.It was pitch black at this time, and white curtains were drawn on both sides.

Xingguang didn't, so he pushed open the side door of the kitchen, and retrieved a metal box that he had buried a few days ago from the lawn outside.Close the door, the sound of boiling water can't stop.

Yan Zedao opened the metal box, threw the contents on an iron plate, and poured boiling water to disinfect it.

There was still half of the boiling water left, so I poured a glass into a white porcelain cup taken out of the disinfection cupboard.

He took a few breaths and took a sip.

Hot water flowed through the throat, heart and lungs, and then went back to the corridor of the entrance, and helped the man lying on the ground up.

His shoulders supported his body, and his hands stretched across his back, wrapping around his fat-free waist.His head was bowed, black hair covering his white face.

Yan Zedao hugged him while reaching out to caress his expressionless face.

The black hair was attached to the skin on his hand, which felt cool to the touch.Yan Zedao looked down at the person in his arms that he was dragging.

Only when he fell asleep could he look at him so openly and without taboo.Looking at his eyebrows, it looks like a distant mountain.Look at his bright red lips, like cherries swimming across the plateau.

Drag him into the living room, and throw him on the large brown-gray sofa.

One of Gu Chenchen's legs was still on the ground, and his arms were opened, hanging down to the ground.A face, under the cover of black hair, faintly coveted beauty.

Yan Zedao sat on Gu Chenchen's waist, looking at his crooked neck, the throat connected to the heart vessels.

He leaned over and opened his mouth to bite, but the other party made no sound.

Like cattle and sheep at the mercy of slaughter.

But he is an angel.

Doomed to be a tortured angel.

Yan Zedao brushed away the black hair that blocked his eyes, and the tip of his tongue moved slowly from his Adam's apple to the corner of his mouth.

The tongue pried open the lips and returned to the place where he had just bitten.

Licking the familiar wound, Yan Zedao lowered his upper body, clinging to Gu Chenchen's body.He heaved his chest, telling the demon lying on his body that he still had a breath.

He picked up his hand that was hanging on the ground, interlocked his fingers, and grabbed it between the sofas.

Gu Chenchen's palm is neither thin nor wide, with clear lines, without too many messy lines, and slender fingers, just like the skin color on his body, rosy without blood.

Holding it in the palm, it is weak and weak, unlike his usual time.

His face was soft, but his breath was cold and thin.

I don't usually smile, and I don't have much expression.

But at the moment, he has no expression, but he really wants to attract people to violence.

It makes people feel a sense of pleasure and desire that comes from the bottom of their bones and wants to crush him to pieces.

Take out the soaked iron plate in the kitchen, use the tweezers that have been chilled, and pick up the utensils in the hot water.They were placed one by one on the blue sterile cloth.

He picked up a slender, 25-centimeter aluminum alloy tube from the sterile cloth. It was curved, with a round bead at the top, and its metal iciness shone under the light.

The tail is slender and covered with a white rubber tube.

The whole one is very thin, like a steel needle.

The rubber at the end was quickly pulled off by Yan Zedao, exposing the extremely sharp end that looked like a needle.If you look closely, you can see the uneven patterns on it.

Hovering over the cold, slender metal, it exudes a nice, eerie aura.

He grabbed Gu Chenchen's head, put him under his lips, kissed him, and wet his lips.

He took off his clothes and slowly screwed in the slender metal.

As if unconsciously, Gu Chen moaned, causing Yan Zedao, who was still moving his hands, to look back at Gu Chenchen's face on the sofa.

He frowned slightly, and his lips were half-opened, as if showing a distressed expression.

The light refracted on the needle-like metal in the hand was very beautiful.Yan Zedao kissed it, and pierced all the metal in his hand without missing a beat.

Gu Chenchen frowned, his white face exuded an extremely charming aura in Yan Zedao's eyes.