Raise BOSS online[Quick Transmigration]

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Because of the camera, Wen Chuan didn't do anything to him, but the two spent a long time in peace.

So much so that when walking out, Shen Le was no longer afraid of the little distance left.

He thought Wen Chuan was a tormenting little fairy!Still the kind of particularly grueling type.

Obviously teasing himself all the time, but without going any further, just teasing his heart like a feather.

But although it makes people anxious, it is actually quite interesting, and he even enjoys it a little...

Going to the haunted house is quite interesting, but after coming out, Shen Le found it quite exciting.

But what happened next made him feel a little bit pained.

He began to be afraid of ghosts, the dark, elevators and mirrors.

On the way back after dinner, the section from the garage to Wenchuan’s house was a bit dark. After the dark, there was an elevator, which was even more terrifying.

The elevator is surrounded by mirrors on all sides, and he is always worried that he will suddenly grin on the mirror wall of the elevator.

In the bathroom, Shen Le lowered his head to look at his toes, Wen Chuan's, "Why aren't you afraid?"

Wen Chuan smiled, "Because I never do bad things, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Shen Le: ...

You save it big brother.

It wasn't until Wenchuan's home that Shen Le realized that he hadn't gone home again, and he asked to go home.

"Is there anything very necessary to do?" Wen Chuan asked, handed him a watermelon, cut it into small pieces, and poked him into his mouth with a toothpick.

Shen Le didn't even think about it, she ate it in one bite, puffing her cheeks.

"I'm going to start writing the outline, and the computer is still at home." Shen Le poked a big watermelon by himself, and it was juicy, and some watermelon juice flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Wipe it off, but was stopped, the other party wiped off the watermelon juice with a wet paper towel.

Shen Le: ...

Is it really okay to be so girly? Even though I thought so in my heart, I couldn't help but blushed.

Wen Chuan smiled and leaned back on the sofa, "I can lend you my computer, and I can also guide you on how to write on the spot."

"And I'm tired today and don't want to drive you,"

Just as Wen Chuan finished speaking, Shen Le wanted to say that I could take a taxi back by myself, but before I could say anything, a white light flashed past the window————— lightning.

And just half a minute later, it started to rain.

Shen Le: "..."

Wen Chuan was also a little surprised, and smiled, "It's probably not easy to take a taxi."

Shen Le held his forehead: "Then, I will trouble you."

Wen Chuan changed into home clothes, beige short-sleeved gray shorts, and a pair of soft slippers.

After searching for a long time, he found a pair of identical slippers for Shen Le to wear from the shoe cabinet inside. The shoes were a bit too big, and they made a rattling sound when walking.

This time Wen Chuan gave him new pajamas, which seemed to be Wen Chuan's own, and he made them look bigger when he put them on.

He looks like a white rabbit who has always been delicious. He is wearing other men's clothes, with a large collar unbuttoned. He has just taken a shower, and his whole body is puffed with powder.

The computer was on the desk, Shen Le just thought of a good meme while taking a shower, and wanted to walk over to record it in case he forgot.

But the shoes are too big, and the pants look empty. The most important thing is that they are not worn inside, so I feel a little uncomfortable when I shake them around.

His underwear has been washed, it's summer, and it should be dry tomorrow, so he is in a vacuum state now, although he is embarrassed, but it is not exposed, it is just a little cool.

Papapapa, stepping on the big slippers and running to the desk, the computer has already been turned on, the system of this computer is not the same as his system, he used to write a certain document, but now he can only use the other party to open it for the time being. Good software is written.

He thought of a ghost meme in the bathroom.

At first, the ghost couldn't touch the protagonist. Although he liked to scare him, he wanted to touch him desperately.

And the protagonist can only see the terrifying side of the ghost, and is terribly frightened.

Then by chance, the ghost got a trace of yang energy from the protagonist, so he could touch it, but the ghost still couldn't change his behavior of wanting to scare the other party.

So when I was scared and scared, I became a little bit wrong...

Shen Le thought the stalk was good, nodded, and continued writing.

When Wen Chuan came out of the bathroom, he saw the back of the other party. Because the neckline was wide and pink, he sat cross-legged on a chair and typed seriously. His slender waist could be clearly seen through the slightly see-through fabric. The most important thing was What's more, because the pants are too big, and his sitting posture is unsightly, it has been exposed to the thighs.

Where the skin is even fairer, with a touch of powder just after taking a shower, it looks delicious.

Panting in a low voice, he took a pack of cigarettes from the table and walked to the terrace.

Sure enough, it was useless to comfort myself.

Wen Chuan, who was originally refreshed after taking a bath, now wants to use cigarettes to suppress his out-of-control emotions.

Shen Le took a long look at her stalk, and nodded in satisfaction.

The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped, but Wen Chuan hadn't come out yet, Shen Le stretched his waist and called out: "Wen Chuan."

no respond.

"Wen Chuan?!" There was still no response.

what happened?

He glanced at the bathroom, the door was open, and there were some footprints on the ground, which seemed to be going to the balcony.

It's raining less outside, and there are parasols on the terrace. Could it be that he went out?

Swallowing his saliva, he called out to the balcony: "Wenchuan...?"

Still no response.

The light on the balcony was not turned on, and the ground was wet and slippery through a layer of glass doors, reflecting a little bit of light from elsewhere.

Because I went to a haunted house today, I was very scared, just now I thought about how ghosts scare the protagonist, and now my mind is full of ghost faces.

The corridor leading to the terrace was not lit, and there was still a trace of water vapor on it.

His heart was beating like thunder, and he was afraid, but Wen Chuan was definitely on the balcony, so he couldn't be a ghost, so he bravely walked over and pushed open the glass door.

The terrace is huge and has separate areas so it's impossible to see the whole space at a glance.

Walk along the wall, avoiding the wet area, a bit dark.

But he didn't know where the light switch was, so he wanted to flinch a little, but as long as he turned a little here, he could see the whole picture on the other side.

His voice trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Wen Chuan..."

Turning around a Huapu, I smelled a smell of tobacco, and before I could react, I was suddenly grabbed by the arm and carried into a fiery embrace.

"Afraid of the dark?" A magnetic voice whispered into his ears.

"..." Shen Le let out a long breath, his heart skipped a beat when his arm was grabbed, but he felt a sense of security in the next moment.

"You, what are you doing!! Standing here is scary?" After a sigh of relief, Shen Le wanted to break free angrily.

Wen Chuan pressed the cigarette butt with his other hand into the ashtray and pinched it off, and put his arms around Shen Le's shoulders, "I made a phone call and smoked a cigarette."

The rain pattered on the parasols.

Shen Le is now wrapped around her waist and shoulders, like being entangled by an octopus, "Then tell me, I thought something was wrong with you."

The smell of smoke emanated from the other party's hair, "I saw that you wrote seriously, so I didn't call you."

"If I call you, I'm afraid you won't be able to continue writing."

When he said these words, Wen Chuan's hot breath sprayed on his neck, and his mouth seemed to be right next to his earlobe, as long as he touched it lightly, he could feel the heat of the other's lips.

"Smoking?" Wen Chuan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table next to him, and put it to his mouth.

Shen Le shook her head: "I don't have the habit of smoking..."

"Is it because I'm not used to it, or not?" Wen Chuan laughed.

Shen Le's face was already very red, and she was a little annoyed when he teased her, "I will!"

Crack, the lighter lit a cigarette, and the light of the flame became particularly conspicuous in the darkness. At this time, the rain was a bit heavy, so I had to hold it close to my ear to hear it clearly.

"Then put it in your mouth," Wen Chuan said.

"Bite the cigarette butt."

Shen Le is a good man, he doesn't smoke, drink and occasionally burns his head, but after being tempted by the other party, he licked his lips and put the cigarette between the other party's fingers into his mouth.

"Then inhale lightly," Wen Chuan continued to instruct, holding the cigarette between two fingers, watching the other party from the side and taking a cautious sip.

Shen Le thought that smoking was just to suck the cigarette into his mouth and then spit it out. He always thought it was like this, so he spit it out as soon as he sucked it in.

Wen Chuan: "Don't vomit so early, you have to swallow it."

Because Shen Le devoted himself wholeheartedly to the matter of smoking, it didn't matter at all that the other party's words were not harmonious.

"Take another breath, take your time, inhale little by little, and swallow."

The deep voice slowly wrapped around his ear, he followed the other party's guidance, and took another breath carefully.

but……

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Shen Le's entire face turned red, and she quickly pushed away the hand holding the cigarette, "Ahem, ahem..."

"It's hard...cough...acceptable!"

Wen Chuan laughed, at first it was a low laugh, then the laughter gradually became louder, and finally he put the other party's cigarette into his mouth and took a puff.

At this moment, Shen Le's coughing had ended, and he just opened his mouth to condemn Wen Chuan.

A pair of hands pulled his chin back, and Wen Chuan's lips were caught off guard.

"Uh huh...!!" His eyes widened suddenly, and the faint smell of smoke filled his lips and teeth.

It took a while for the smoke-stained tongue to let him go.

Shen Le was originally hugged from behind, but this time he turned over, Wen Chuan leaned against the wall, and he leaned on Wen Chuan.

"Yi Yang, try it?" Wen Chuan stared directly at Shen Le with his warm and possessive eyes.

Shen Le felt as if his soul had been seduced by this look, and he couldn't think for a while, and of course, his lower body couldn't think either.

They felt each other again, and they stuck close together again.

"Try what...?" Shen Le deliberately pretended to be stupid.

"You withdrew the invalid message last time," Wen Chuan said, wrapping one hand around the opponent's waist, took another deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled an irregular smoke ring, the trajectory could be clearly seen in the dark.

From Shen Le's point of view, although she couldn't see clearly, she was extremely sexy.

He was almost dumbfounded, but somehow he came to his senses, "You...you clearly know the meaning of my words!" You even pretended to be stupid on purpose!

Wen Chuan curled his lips into a chuckle, "I prefer to take the initiative by myself, so, Yi Yang, try with me?"

Shen Le spat half-jokingly, and bit her lip.

Wen Chuan smoked the remaining cigarette in one breath, extinguished it, bowed his head and said, "Even if you don't agree, help me put out the fire first?"

"Of course, I will also be responsible for your fire."

Ridiculous balcony.

Fortunately, there is no house opposite this balcony.

"Like smoking," said a deep male voice, "well, take your time."

"I'm going to move around."

"You can't, just don't move." The deep voice seemed tense.

In the dark corner, there was some smoke and a little blush.

When it's over.

When helping him to tidy up Shen Le's messy hair, "Then we're settled," Wen Chuan said.

With a blushing face, Shen Le quickly ran back to the room and entered the bathroom.

gargle!

He looked up at Wen Chuan, "Aren't you rinsing your mouth?" Then he suddenly remembered that the other party didn't seem to spit it out...

"you……"

Wen Chuan smiled, "You are delicious."

Shen Le's blood burned again without his consent.

Wen Chuan didn't continue to tease him, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the photographed figure of him and the other party coming out of the haunted house today.

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The author has something to say: Wen Chuan: Wait for the dog food, gentlemen.

The lock badge yesterday...was because Xiao Le was frightened a bit, touched someone's body a few times, flirted with it, and locked it.

Just sauce, this baby is very innocent!Look at my innocent eyes~