[Quick Transmigration] He who was born to be loved

The next day's new drama is a modern urban criminal investigation drama, in which Zhu Shen plays a villain with dual personalities. The main character is a refined and noble painter, and the other is a serial killer who does all kinds of evil in the city.

Zhu Shen has profound acting skills and has always entered the play very quickly, but sometimes it takes some time to play, which has advantages and disadvantages for an actor.

When walking towards the hotel after a day of filming, Tang Zhi glanced at his cold expression in the rearview mirror and reminded him.

"Rest early when you go back, don't think too much."

Zhu Shen still had the painter's cold temperament on his body, and he replied expressionlessly.

"understood."

After the car stopped, he grabbed Lan Si's hand and walked out, ignoring many colleagues who wanted to say hello to him along the way.

After returning to the room, he hugged Lance and pressed against the wall without even turning on the light. Lance endured his almost rude movements, bit his lip and closed his eyes.

I watched Zhu Shen's filming process for a day from the sidelines.He naturally knew the reason for Zhu Shen's current strangeness.

The life of the painter in the play is strict and regular.With a withdrawn and cold personality, he is not interested in anyone or anything in the world except for painting.It seems to be a dead lake with no waves, but the hidden existence of the sub-personality is a blockbuster buried in the depths of the lake. Even if it is cautious that it will not appear when he is conscious, it will inevitably appear. to a certain extent.

It's like hiding a devil in my heart, who may tear myself apart at any time.

After it was over, it was already late at night, Lan Si's whole body was in a mess, and his legs were so limp that he couldn't close them together.He wanted to hook the quilt to cover himself, but Zhu Shen who was sitting next to him stopped his movement, staring at him with strange heat, and said.

"Don't move, just stay in this position."

Lance watched blankly as he was hastily put on a pajamas and went to find the painting tools in the suitcase. He immediately understood what he meant. He curled up in embarrassment and begged in a low voice.

"Don't draw me."

Before filming each film, Zhu Shen will do a lot of preparations in advance in order to fully fit the role. This time is no exception. Learning from a good painting teacher, the current painting skills are not professional, but they can be regarded as quite outstanding among ordinary people.

Zhu Shen stared at him intently after setting up the painting tools.The always lazy look is full of love for painting, and there is even a little tenderness when staring at Lan Si.

he ordered briefly.

"do not move."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Si noticed that the golden light buried in his limbs had immediately exerted its effect. It was a password set by the formation builder, and he would follow the formation builder's request to imprison his behavior.

Whether in daily life or in bed, Zhu Shen has brought the role of golden light into full play.

Knowing that Zhu Shen would not change his mind again, Lan Si turned his face sideways and tried to bury himself in the quilt so as not to face up to the shameful scene. The warm yellow light in the room reflected his Bai Zhe's slender body, staining his slender body. The ambiguous shimmer looks warm and beautiful.

Zhu Shen's gaze was calm and reserved when he was painting, as if Lansi, a model, was just an inanimate object in his eyes, and all his enthusiasm was concentrated on the matter of painting.

After a while, he put down his brush in satisfaction, and looked at his work carefully. When he raised his head and looked at Lan Si again, the amber eyes returned to the former lightness and malice, and gradually filled with ignited vitality. interest.

He walked to the side of the bed and looked down at Lance, who was trembling slightly because of embarrassment, reached out and gently touched his delicate ankle, and then stretched along the slender calf, as if measuring every inch of his bones and flesh , and then firmly imprinted in my mind.

When the fingertips stopped on the fading trace, Zhu Shen frowned and sighed in a low voice.

"what a shame."

Too bad there's no way to make your mark permanently.

After hearing his words, Lance turned his head back, his eyes soaked by the light were wet, his red lips were pursed nervously, and he looked at him timidly with a weak expression like porcelain that would shatter at the touch.

The soft voice was sticky, tinged with the timidity and panic of being in a lower position.

"Zhu Shen, my hands are numb, can you let me go?" Zhu Shen smiled slightly and said.

"it is good."

Ghosts are originally incorporeal, and the sensations of pain and touch will naturally disappear after becoming a ghost, but Zhu Shen wants to enjoy him in bed, so naturally he doesn't like to hug a ghost who feels nothing, so he uses The formation in the family helped him temporarily restore his perception.

Therefore, apart from having a cold body temperature and not being seen by ordinary people, Lan Si still feels that he is a human being.

He rubbed his wrists and sat up, hesitated for a moment when he saw Zhu Shen staring at him, then opened his arms and hugged him dependably, rubbing against his neck softly like a coquettish cat.

There was a trance-like softness in Zhu Shen's eyes. He stroked Lance's fluffy hair, his downcast eyes were full of uncontrollable love and obsession, but his tone was always mocking.

"So pestering people, do you deliberately want to absorb all my yang energy early?"

Lance raised his head in fear, and muttered in a low voice with grievance.

"I like the feeling of holding you, it's very warm and comfortable."

Zhu Shen's breath was suffocated by the unexpected words, and the sour feelings rolling in his chest even had a hint of sweetness that he didn't want to admit, and even his fingertips were so excited that they were slightly numb.

Sure enough, he still likes Lan Si, as long as Lan Si responds to him, he happily forgets all the anger and hatred in the past, and his whole heart overflows with infinite desire and deep love for Lan Si.

Can't control it at all.

He touched Lan Si's exquisite side face, trying not to let his tone sound like revealing any real emotion, and casually said

"Then hold it."

The author has something to say

Zhu Shen: (trying to keep a straight face) Always hug!How childish!

Tang Zhi: (Numbly) The male second appeared in the next chapter, and I can finally go offline.

Lance: (Softly) Hug~

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