Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

Halfway through the dinner, Jiang Wenluo realized that the people at this table were actually very strange, and their behavior seemed to be a little slow-maybe this description is not accurate.

When Jiang Wenluo lowered his head and gently shook his wine glass, he suddenly saw the girl beside him stop moving.

She wanted to get a knife to cut the steak, but in the next second, she put both hands on the table at the same time, stared at her own hands, carefully identified them for a long time, and then happily raised them Raised his right hand, as if he had accomplished some feat.

Jiang Wenluo frowned, realizing that two-thirds of the people at this table had this problem.

Some people can't tell which hand to use with a fork, and some people will suddenly drop the knife in the middle of the process, and then look at their plate in doubt.

"Boom!" The silver fork collided with the white porcelain plate, making a crisp sound, which seemed abrupt.

"Dear Heavenly Father—" Suddenly, an old man in a gray suit suddenly spoke.

His face was covered with wrinkles, but his skin was pale, and his hands didn't have any calluses. He looked like an old man from a well-to-do family, wise and kind.Jiang Wenluo glanced at him, then looked up at Liang Yaowen's reaction.

Liang Yaowen ignored Jiang Wenluo, completely ignored his gaze, only showed a smile, looked polite, and listened carefully to the old man's words.

"How do you feel recently?" Liang Yaowen said in a deep voice.

"I'm much better now!" The old man said excitedly, his face was also full of gratitude, "My legs no longer feel pain."

"It was you who saved me! Give me a new life."

"Mine too! I feel a lot better recently! My stomach doesn't hurt much anymore." Said the girl in the red skirt beside him, her face was flushed, she wanted to look at Liang Yaowen, but she lowered her head shyly.

Jiang Wenluo found that when the word "Heavenly Father" landed, everyone at the table immediately became excited, wishing they could kneel down on the spot and bow their heads to kiss Liang Yaowen's shoes—even though Liang Yaowen didn't have feet.

It's so weird.

Liang Yaowen always had a smile on his face, looking careless and condescending, ignoring his followers.

Jiang Wenluo suddenly felt that he was a little strange, but when he glanced at the handkerchief on Liang Yaowen's chest, the feeling of uneasiness dissipated again, and he couldn't help but want to get close to Liang Yaowen.At the end of the meal, the clock struck twelve, and the hollow sound formed a long echo in the room.

Jiang Wenluo turned her head and saw the girl in the red dress stand up awkwardly, paused, then pulled up her skirt ladylikely, and saluted Liang Yaowen, and the attendant beside Liang Yaowen responded instead of him: "Loyal servant, may Heavenly Father is with you."

On the ceiling, there was a huge monster totem. The tentacles gathered from all directions. Under the diffused light, it seemed to come alive. The dark eyes stared at Jiang Wenluo's face, and the pupils seemed to be trembling.

"Have a dance before you go."

Liang Yaowen put down the knife, turned his head and raised his hand, signaling the servants around him to turn on the music, so that the sound of Bach's piano wafted in the room.As soon as Liang Yaowen gave an order, two or two people around him put their hands together and moved slowly and awkwardly to the corner of the room.

The black clouds rolled outside, the torrential rain was approaching, and the lightning "boomed", forming a huge and bright band of light, which seemed to make the sky and the ground tremble, and wake up the totem above the head.The lightning sound was louder than the sound, which made Jiang Wenluo tremble, and hid aside, not daring to touch Liang Yaowen again. The raindrops fell on the roof. , emitting a flowing colored light.

Except for Liang Yaowen and Jiang Wenluo, everyone in this room is like a puppet being manipulated.

They are not dull, but physically uncoordinated, but their voices are talking like ordinary people-talking about the storm today, talking about the beautiful girl who was killed and heartbroken a few days ago, and saying that they are worried that the temperature will be low tomorrow.

They can see abnormalities in their own bodies but don't think it's a problem.

And Liang Yaowen stood up slowly, Jiang Wenluo could see his feet, and he could clearly see the expression on his face - he was obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece.

His eyes turned to Jiang Wenluo.

The servant got the order, and walked towards Jiang Wenluo expressionlessly, conveying Liang Yaowen's meaning to him: "Heavenly Father wants to dance with you."

Jiang Wenluo's hand was very cold, he shook it in vain, and nodded reservedly at Liang Yaowen.

When Liang Yaowen stood up, he was taller than before, and looked down at him, his expression was as cold as a hideous monster carved out of stone above his head, without any emotion, he stood under the glazed window, half of his face was illuminated by lightning, mixed He wears many colors, making him extremely handsome, but he doesn't have any human emotions.

As others have said, He is the Father.

This is the way the Father should be with His creatures.

Jiang Wenluo could clearly feel every beat of his heart.

——Liang Yaowen was waiting for him to walk over.

He also couldn't predict Liang Yaowen's actions, but he also believed that this person he liked very much would not hurt him.

So he put his hand in Liang Yaowen's palm and let him hold him.

The light suddenly dimmed.

The only light source in the room was the flower window, which fell on Liang Yaowen's shoulders and Jiang Wenluo's face.

Thunder and lightning roared, the sound of rain intensified, and when the piano music in the room was slowly reaching its climax, Liang Yaowen took Jiang Wenluo's hand and led him to the corner.

Jiang Wenluo didn't know how to dance, he always stepped on Liang Yaowen's feet, and when he stepped back, he almost tripped over him, but Liang Yaowen held him firmly around his waist, saving him from the situation where he was about to fall.

The smell on Liang Yaowen's body made Jiang Wenluo dizzy for a while, and couldn't help breathing hard.

"Father," Jiang Wenluo said to Liang Yaowen imitating their address, "Why do you want to dance with me?"

Hearing this, Liang Yaowen gave a low laugh, and didn't answer immediately, as if he was pleased by Jiang Wenluo's address.

Jiang Wenluo pursed her lips, feeling every breath of Liang Yaowen, waiting for his answer.

Finally, Liang Yaowen said frankly and sincerely: "It's because you look...really delicious."

——This is definitely not flirting.

Liang Yaowen's appearance looked very dangerous, his eyes shone with a kind of joyful light, raging like a sky fire that could burn everything, starting a prairie fire wherever he looked, and his expression was excited without restraint.Jiang Wenluo saw him lowering his eyes, showing a strange and deliberate smile, and his breathing was extremely steady.

There was a lot of noise outside, and the familiar eyes behind Jiang Wenluo fell on Jiang Wenluo's back. From the corner of his eye, he could see that everyone who was dancing just now paused, as if someone had given a password, or the mechanical watch was too winded.

"Really?" Jiang Wenluo shrank his shoulders and asked Liang Yaowen in a low voice.

Liang Yaowen looked polite, with a standard social smile on his face, and continued to say to him sincerely, "Didn't you never notice? Your body smells very good."

Jiang Wenluo looked up at him, and the two of them were very close, "It's the first time." He said tremblingly, "You are the first person to say that."

"That's really a pity." Liang Yaowen said.

Jiang Wenluo thought for a while, but still didn't know how to respond to Liang Yaowen. When he slowly remembered that maybe he should thank him, or simply ask him when he planned to eat him——

Liang Yaowen seemed to have lost interest in him.

At the end of the third eight beats, Jiang Wenluo finally summoned up his courage, overcame his fear, and took the initiative to lean on the shoulder of his legal husband.

...The door was suddenly knocked hard at this moment.

"Bang bang bang-!"

"Bang bang bang-!"

Liang Yaowen looked at his shoulder, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Open the door!" The people outside shouted hoarsely: "Don't you realize it?!"

"Don't you realize the abnormality of your body!"

"You are all bewitched by the devil!"

"Being manipulated by the devil!"

"If you don't wake up again, you will eventually become the devil's dinner party! Everything is irreversible!"

"Crack" The room was lit up, and everything was invisible.

Including Jiang Wenluo's flushed cheeks, the handshake with Liang Yaowen, and other people who just woke up from a dream.

"Open the door for him." Liang Yaowen said with a smile as usual, "My residence will always be open to those who are lost."

Jiang Wenluo looked at him blankly, and saw the door was wide open.

A thin, middle-aged man stood outside the door. He looked very mentally disturbed, his clothes were ragged and dirty, and his body smelled bad. Because of the rain, his hair had become wisps. It also tasted very greasy.

"Why are you a pervert again!" The girl in the red skirt said disgustedly: "You have the face to come to the door again and again, shouting in front of the heavenly father, you really deserve to die!"

Liang Yaowen looked at him with interest, meeting his cloudy eyes.

"Seven days! It only takes seven days!"

"The devil's ritual will be completed."

"Like a snake shedding its skin, like a newborn Satan—" the lunatic continued.

"Can't you feel it! Your bodies are all out of control, you can't tell the left from the right, and you even feel strange to your own body! All this has long been foreshadowed!"

The girl showed an angry expression when she heard the words.

She turned her head, looked at Liang Yaowen humbly, and said to him: "We are eternally grateful to Heavenly Father!"

"Heavenly Father gave us a new life, we will never be provoked by a mental patient!"

Liang Yaowen gave her a look of charity.

The lunatic was directly kicked out by the servants at home.

Jiang Wenluo lowered his head and leaned towards Liang Yaowen. He couldn't hold back, so he quietly rubbed the back of Liang Yaowen's hand, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his fingertips were not warm at all.

Liang Yaowen turned his head and showed him a gentle smile.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he looked at Jiang Wenluo with eyes that were almost greedy.

The author has something to say: Although Heavenly Father is a bit strange, but I can't find a suitable word to replace it, I can't call him Dad or Master (shut up

The source of this event is set to scp, and I will say which one it is after I finish writing.

Mr. Liang also wants to eat his wife today [