Meet Allure

Mu Qingyang woke up from the cold.

The neighborhood is very quiet, only the roar of motorcycles is ringing.Mu Qingyang judged that he was sitting on a motorcycle whose driver was unknown. He opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and what he saw was a dark mountain wall, and only this car was driving on the winding mountain road. , the only light source is the headlights in front of the motorcycle.

Mu Qingyang moved his hands subconsciously, the tight restraint on his wrists sounded the alarm in his brain, and his consciousness was half awake in an instant.

His hands were wrapped around the waist of the person in front of him, and his wrists were tied with ropes.

Mu Qingyang raised his head, stared at the back of his head for a few seconds, before he came to his senses.

Wencheng.

"Are you awake?" Wen Cheng's tone was as cool as the temperature beside him.

According to Mu Qingyang's analysis, Wen Cheng should have felt the movement of his hands.

"What do you want to do?"

Wen Cheng laughed a few times.

Because Mu Qingyang's hands were tied to Wen Cheng's body, Mu Qingyang's body had to stick to Wen Cheng's back, and he could clearly feel the vibrations when Wen Cheng spoke, very low-pitched: "My chest is still green baby .”

"Do you want to put a piece on your back to make it symmetrical?" Mu Qingyang was sure, he read Wencheng right, but underestimated how dark this person was.

Wen Cheng didn't speak any more, but directly speeded up, the mountain wind blew hard on Mu Qingyang's face, it was cold and painful, it was worse than Wen Cheng's slap in the face.

Just as Mu Qingyang was about to open his mouth to speak, the wind entered his throat like a knife. Mu Qingyang didn't finish what he said, instead he coughed several times and burst into tears.

Damn, it's worse than giving someone a stick.

What broke Mu Qingyang even more was when he saw the mountain curve ahead.

That bend is a standard S figure, a devil figure that can fall down the mountain if you are not careful.

And the driver, Wen Cheng, not only didn't slow down, but accelerated!

"I..." The other half of Mu Qingyang's sleeping consciousness was startled awake, he coughed several times, bursting into tears, "Fuck!"

The motorcycle drifted suddenly, and the car body and the ground were no longer at ninety degrees. The ground where Mu Qingyang missed kissing before was now very close to Mu Qingyang. Mu Qingyang felt that he could still lick it with his tongue.

The motorcycle from this angle could fly out at any time, Mu Qingyang's hands on Wen Cheng's waist subconsciously tightened.

Wen Cheng laughed silently.

The rear wheel of the motorcycle was only an inch away from the cliff on the roadside. Mu Qingyang felt a jolt from the back and his heart stopped.

The wheels... went down.

Mu Qingyang's brain jumped several times in a second.

Mu Qingyang, male, born on August 27, [-], Virgo, blood type A, has father, mother and younger brother, handsome, good grades, many talents, employed in Qinghe No. [-] Senior Middle School , the sideline is Danmei CV, which is loved by countless people.Died on February [-], [-]. The cause of death was that he had sex with a man and caused a dispute. The man took revenge and raced.

The next day's newspaper headlines should be, Two men crashed to death while racing late at night, and the man in the back seat tightly hugged the man driving the car.

"It's Better Not to Meet Alluring Colors" will be the last work of Shang Yang's CV career, oh, "Temptation" will also be the last song of Gong Feijun's music career.

Zhang Shiyun would cry and shout at his funeral: "I knew you loved me! Why are you so stupid! How could you die for me!"

The last thought is, Wencheng, you fucking crazy! ! !

In the next second, the motorcycle roared violently, half of its wheels fell off the cliff, paused in the air, and rushed out at a faster speed.

Not long after the car body was at right angles to the ground, it slanted down again and swayed unsteadily twice. Mu Qingyang's legs hit the ground for a while, and the speed of the motorcycle slowed down, and it returned to a [-]-degree turn to turn this corner.

Mu Qingyang felt a burning pain in his leg, but he seemed to be unconscious, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and his mind was clear.

What brought Mu Qingyang back to his senses was that his arm was pulled.

Wen Cheng didn't know when the car stopped, and Mu Qingyang's hand resting on Wen Cheng's waist pulled Wen Cheng's hand when Wen Cheng got off the car.

Mu Qingyang could see clearly that they were now parked in the middle of a bridge through the dazzling light. He didn't know which era the bridge was from, and several guardrails were missing.

Mu Qingyang reacted very quickly and passed his hand over Wen Cheng's head to regain his freedom. He raised his leg and kicked Wen Cheng's chest.

Mu Qingyang reacted quickly, and Wen Cheng hid even faster. With one hand, he grabbed the rope tied to Mu Qingyang's wrist, roughly dragged Mu Qingyang out of the car, and walked around behind Mu Qingyang, while resisting Mu Qingyang's movements with the other hand .

"Baby, it's quite difficult to get a black belt in judo." Wen Cheng's breath was hot on Mu Qingyang's ears.

Mu Qingyang was so angry that he lost all calmness and gentleness, "I am □□ uncle."

He would rather find some people in Wencheng to beat him up!

"Don't," Wen Cheng said with a smile, "How about I serve you for my uncle?"

"I wanted to ask a long time ago," Mu Qingyang struggled unwillingly, but was firmly controlled by Wen Cheng, "How did you grow so big with your mouth?"

"Because my behavior is even worse." Wen Cheng said softly.

Before Mu Qingyang realized what it meant, Wen Cheng's force to suppress him turned into a push, and the scene in front of him was completely reversed, and he fell through the biggest gap among countless gaps on the bridge.

Under the bridge is the river, the current is not urgent, and the depth cannot be seen.

The bridge and the river were estimated to be about 20 meters away. Mu Qingyang didn't have time to think about anything else, so he held his breath a second before entering the water.

At the moment when he entered the water, Mu Qingyang felt only one feeling all over his body, pain.It hurts like being hit on the head with a stick. The stick has to be the kind with thorns that can penetrate tens of centimeters into the skin.The only feeling after the pain is cold. The river water at the end of February is still very cold. It is no different from the water that has been frozen in the refrigerator for an hour and poured directly on the body. .

Is Wencheng going to play him to death?

Mu Qingyang's first reaction after entering the water was to wave his hands, only after he moved did he realize that his hands were tied together.

If he doesn't come ashore quickly, he will really die.

Mu Qingyang kicked his legs in the water and swam towards the surface at a very fast speed.

Just when Mu Qingyang was close to the water surface, there was a dull "plop" sound in the water, and the waves from heavy objects pushed Mu Qingyang outward, and Wencheng came down.

When Mu Qingyang realized this, he saw Wencheng.

he……

Reach out and grab him!

Just when he was only a short distance away from the water, Wen Cheng stopped him!

There was a smile on the corner of Wen Cheng's mouth, peach blossom eyes curved, his smile was as innocent as if they were not on the line of life and death, but two childhood playmates running in the water in summer!

Mu Qingyang suffocated for breath, subconsciously opened his mouth to inhale, the result was naturally a mouthful of water, the scene in front of him had changed from black to blacker.

The only warmth all over his body was Wen Cheng's hand on his arm.

Just when Mu Qingyang's stretched consciousness was about to break, Wen Cheng's smile magnified in front of his eyes, his lips softened, and his warm tongue pried open his teeth, Mu Qingyang's will to survive made him cling to Wen Cheng's. Tongue actively entangled with Wencheng in order to plunder more air.

Wen Cheng changed from holding him to hugging him, and Mu Qingyang felt a steady force sending the two towards the surface of the water, and soon, the heads of the two emerged from the surface of the water.

Oxygen can't wait to get into Mu Qingyang's trachea, which was extremely hypoxic last second. You chased each other and fought, choking Mu Qingyang to cough again and again, coughing until his lungs almost came out. Bright stars.Mu Qingyang only had a quarter of his life left, he didn't have any thoughts, he could only lean weakly in Wen Cheng's arms, and Wen Cheng led him to swim to the shore.