[Quick Transmigration] The Truman Show

Holy Roman Empire

……

Truman rubbed his fingers and glanced at it secretly, feeling a little apprehensive and secretly annoyed.

Damn!

What the hell did he just write?

He actually wrote 82 numbers

Not elegant enough, not concise enough, not beautiful enough

He also wrote five lines in full, and the five lines are actually exactly the same number

And all these imperfections are the first impression he left on his future daughter-in-law?

The daughter-in-law must dislike these 82 characters as cumbersome and cumbersome

Furthermore, I despise myself as superfluous and dispensable

He also superfluously said that on line 11

You can figure it out at a glance

Stupid! ! !

……

Truman was dejected, and fell into extremely uncomfortable self-hatred and self-reflection. He felt that his expression was too direct, and crude, rough, and did not reflect the implicit beauty of the East at all. He was simply stupid!

After falling into a crazy tangle, he even wanted to destroy the sketchbook in his hand, but before he could do anything, his hand was held down.

Truman's irritable and gloomy mood dissipated in an instant, and he looked at Shi Kuang stupidly, "Daughter-in-law—"

He saw his daughter-in-law's thin lips parted slightly, her Adam's apple rolling around her neck, and the somewhat messy shirt collar, outlining a delicate and perfect neck curve. He couldn't help but feel a little dry and distracted. Lie's voice sounded, "Truman?"

"Huh?" Truman suddenly realized, his eyes were full of surprise, "You, you remember my name?"

Shi Kuang stared at him with black eyes, tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, observed the real emotions under the facial muscles of the other party, and caught any subtle and suspicious expressions - at this moment, in his eyes, what he saw It is no longer just a sugar-coated bullet with red lips and white teeth that is extremely confusing, but just the fluctuating numbers of the 42 facial muscles of this sugar-coated bullet.

Now, these numbers are undergoing drastic changes, especially the first four facial muscles activated: laughing muscle, buccal muscle, orbicularis oris, and zygomaticus major.

So, is he really smiling?

But why do you smile so much—rippling

Shi Kuang's eyes darkened.Perhaps because he wanted to observe at a closer distance, he got closer and saw the blood-red ear and the bright red and fleshy earlobe. He eased the pressure, and gently comforted with his fingertips. As a result, Truman's ears became redder. He sketched the curve of the ear with great interest, slipped in between his nimble fingers, and easily removed the earphone from his left ear. come out.

Then he saw that the 42 facial muscles began to lose control, as if he had encountered an enemy attack during the march, and tried to retreat and escape. Naturally, Shi Kuang would not let the defeated army escape successfully. He was looking for the weakest in the army. One point—he pressed down viciously, his right arm and elbow naturally rested on Truman's shoulder, and his left hand seized the other side of Truman, slowly approaching the laughing muscle on the right side of his face.

The skin wrapped around the laughing muscles was abnormally red.

As if being tempted, Shi Kuang's lips touched inadvertently.

The dry and rough lip lines were caressed vaguely.

The warm breath is packed with deadly hormones, silently penetrating and spreading.

……

With a bang, the sketchbook fell to the ground.

Truman was completely defeated, his eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and his eyelashes trembled violently.

The breathing of the two continued to be ambiguously entangled, getting hotter and more intense, Truman's breathing became heavier, his eyes were so bright that they shot out clusters of light, scalding people like fire, and they were so focused that they seemed to be able to hold people's breath. The soul is sucked away.Shi Kuang stared at those frightened but surprisingly bright, calm and fiery eyes, and thought of teasing him, and deliberately touched the smiling muscle on his left cheek, and the moment they touched each other, his lips fell apart. Jiao couldn't help but tainted a smile.

Truman's whole body was stiff, and his whole body was imprisoned by the hormones of his wife's body. He was as red as an overcooked lobster. After peeling off the shell, the pink and tender shrimp meat was delicious.

Shi Kuang had already sat back on his chair, and when he saw Truman's reaction, he laughed unabashedly, wantonly and flamboyantly.

Truman blushed as if being molested by a rogue, "You just—"

"Ah, a kiss on the face."

"what"

"Your Western Kiss"

"..."

"What am I doing wrong?"

"No, no"

"If not, you can also teach me"

"Ah," Truman blushed again when he was teased.

"I'm new here, please give me your advice."

With a cheeky red face, Truman said, "You need to kiss three times as a facial kiss, no more, no less..."

Shi Kuang's lips were deliberately close to his ears, and his deep voice was filled with a nasty smile, "Oh? So that's how it is."

Truman froze on the spot stupidly. Is he about to be kissed again?

He closed his eyes, his neck line was a little stiff, his eyelashes were trembling nervously, and he bit his lip, as if he let you have whatever you want.

Shi Kuang practiced martial arts all the year round with thin callused hands, gently but maliciously rubbing against his tense muscle lines, from the platysma to the top, then the chin, cheeks, lips, eyes...

Truman felt like he was on fire, his mind was in chaos, and it seemed like something had exploded, and unknown and dangerous emotions surged uncontrollably.

Shi Kuang looked at his red earlobe, couldn't hold it back, rubbed it hard, it became redder, and then rubbed it lightly, the body under his hands was so sensitive that it was like getting an electric shock, it was very fun, "You still It's ridiculous-"

"……Um"

Truman was a little disappointed.

Daughter-in-law did not continue to kiss him

He also taught his daughter-in-law how to kiss face

……

"Truman."

"Ah, what..."

"Tell me, who sent you?"

"I, I, of course, is your man"

"..."

"daughter in law!"

"You, like men?"

"Well! Because the wife is a man"

"..."

"Daughter-in-law!" Truman was also addicted to it, spreading joy, "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

"Okay, it's almost over," Shi Kuang didn't really take it to heart, spread out the hidden earphones in his hand, and asked him, "Come on, explain."

"Well, explain what?"

"Who was listening just now?"

"Oh, it's a big light bulb."

"A code name?"

"No, it's a transliteration"

"..."

"Big light bulb is his Chinese name"

"..."

"He's the writer of the show and Eva's brother."

Shi Kuang heard it clearly, and felt that there might be something wrong with this matter, he glanced at the things in his hand, and sighed a little.In the West, the status of the entertainment culture circle is high, and military objects have also become entertainment, and this level of criminal investigation and wiretapping technology no longer needs to be kept secret.

"understood."

"Huh?" Truman blushed again.

Why is the daughter-in-law staring at him again?

Could it be, could it be that he fell in love with him?

Thinking of this, my heart starts to dance happily

……

Shi Kuang couldn't hold it back, stretched out his evil claws, and ravaged his earlobe fiercely. He smiled like an old hooligan who steals soft tofu, and caught Truman's dumbfounded gaze. He said nonsense in a serious manner, "Well, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

Truman, whose ears were even redder, was still a little dizzy.

"Look, the blood here is obviously smoother." Shi Kuang opened his eyes and said nonsense, then tugged at his earlobe, and then deliberately leaned closer, feeling his body trembling, laughed out loud, stretched out again Out of the claws of evil, he stuffed the gadget in his hand directly into his ear, "Listen to what instructions the big light bulb has."

"what"

"Hey! You're back!"

"Huh? Oh." Truman was a little flustered. He seemed to be able to hear only his own heartbeat. It took him a long time to stabilize his mind. "I didn't hear anything. He seems to be offline temporarily."

Shi Kuang smiled at him, "Tsk, how silly."