After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Ying didn't notice anything wrong behind him, pushed the door open and walked in first.

Chang Jiao withdrew his gaze and walked in behind him. One second before closing the door, he met Lin Huaiyun, probably due to the illusion brought by the light, his face looked gloomy at the moment.

Lin Huaiyun was still in a daze when the door suddenly slammed shut in front of him.

He frowned belatedly, feeling something was wrong.

Why did Chang Jiao follow Qiao Ying into the same room? Qiao Ying didn't stop him at all, and... Didn't Qiao Ying's room card fall into Wu Wenmei's place?

Why did he get the room card back in such a short time.

The rising point in Lin Huaiyun's pupils was unclear, and the fist hanging by his side tightened unconsciously.

At that moment, he really thought of snatching Qiao Ying over.

With a sigh of relief, Lin Huaiyun slowly let go of his fists, and the usual gentle smile on his face disappeared for once, revealing a frightening coldness instead.

At this moment, his expression and Chang Jiao's expression overlapped strangely.

Entering the room, Qiao Ying put all the things in his hands on the cabinet, and Chang Jiao, who came in behind him, turned his eyes and caught a glimpse of the four characters "A Thousand Years of Regrets" printed on the cover.

Chang Jiao's gaze paused, and instead of reaching out to open it hastily, he called out, "Brother."

Qiao Ying turned around.

Chang Jiao pointed to the thick stack of notebooks, "Is this the script of "A Thousand Years"?"

Qiao Ying glanced at the place he was pointing at, nodded, "Well, Brother Lin gave it to me."

Chang Jiao's eyes were gloomy for a moment, and then he smiled with his eyes bent again, "Brother, if there is anything you don't understand or don't know, you can ask me. After all, I am the screenwriter and the original author. If you have any questions, brother, please ask me." It's better than asking other people, isn't it?"

Qiao Ying realized later that her childhood friend had grown up and became a famous writer, even after the novel was adapted into a movie, she easily became a screenwriter.

"The character is Little Shadow Guard. You know that. How did you come up with the arrangement of his character at the beginning of your creation? Is there a prototype or something like that?" Qiao Ying asked.

Hearing this, Chang Jiao's pupils flickered, and he remained silent for a while, rarely looked away, and replied casually: "There is no prototype, it came out of my mind naturally, and I thought it was very suitable, so I embedded him. "

Qiao Ying's eyes widened slightly, feeling a little strange in her heart.

Chang Jiao himself may not have noticed that every time he lies or is in a bad mood, his pupils will flicker very quickly, and it looks like he is just turning his eyeballs normally to relieve the soreness of his eye sockets.

But Qiao Ying didn't know why he was in a bad mood just now.

He didn't bother to think about it.

"I'm going to take a shower, you sit by yourself."

Chang Jiao pursed his lips. For a moment, he almost thought that Qiao Ying was angry because of his dishonest behavior just now.

But the other party didn't. He just had a normal reaction, didn't ask too many questions, and didn't talk nonsense.

Some words were hidden in Chang Jiao's heart, and he even built a thick barrier to isolate them, but those words kept shouting silently inside the barrier day after day.

There was a reason why he was suddenly in a bad mood.

The book "Long Live Names for Thousand Years" is a plot novel written by Chang Jiao in his early days, when he was still young, it can even be said to be his first book in the true sense.

Because, many people in this book have insinuated archetypes.

Through these prototypes, Chang Jiao quietly vents everything buried in her heart in another way.

Little Shadow Guard more or less has some prototypes, and his prototype...

Chang Jiao's gaze shifted and fell on Qiao Ying.

The latter walked into the bedroom with a blank expression on his face, changed into a pair of cool slippers, took a bath towel and pajamas, and entered the bathroom again.

The weather has been hot recently, and Qiao Ying has to take a simple bath almost every night to refresh her body before going to bed.

The bathroom door slammed shut with a bang.

No one saw it, and Chang Jiao didn't need to hide anymore, his gaze was firmly locked on the bathroom door, as if he could see through the thick frosted glass, chasing and falling on Qiao Ying inside.

"Ding ding ding."

The phone rings suddenly.

Chang Jiao turned her head, took a few steps to the side, lowered her eyelids, and stared at the caller ID on the lit screen for a moment.

...Chu Yu.

Another nuisance.

Qiao Ying has always had sharp eyes and ears, and because of his profession, he is always very sensitive to sound. Through a layer of glass doors, and the sound of splashing water, he vaguely heard the familiar bell.

"Chang Jiao, is my phone ringing?"

Qiao Ying paused, not sure, and shouted towards the door.

Chang Jiao picked up the phone, hung his finger on the bright red "Reject", closed his eyes, and still didn't press it, "Yes, brother, someone is calling you."

No.

Brother is so smart, he will find out that something is wrong.

Qiao Ying heard his words clearly, scooped up a handful of water with her hands, rinsed away the bubble stars that accidentally ran into her eyes, and said indifferently: "You can pick it up for me, just say I'm in the shower, what's the matter?" Call back later."

The corner of Chang Jiao's lips curled up as if there was no place, and he raised his voice and said a good word.

He chose to connect, and then slowly put the phone to his ear.

"Mr. Qiao, it's me." Qiao Ying always refused to give Chu Yu any notes, and now he was used to saying that first.

Chang Jiao looked straight ahead, staring at the wall, as if about to burn a hole in that place, and said hesitantly, "...Hello?"

As soon as he opened his voice suddenly, Chu Yu noticed something was wrong.

Chu Yu was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was sharp, knife-like, and aggressive.

"Why is Mr. Qiao's mobile phone with you, and where is it for others?"

Chang Jiao spoke, with ambiguous emotions in his voice, instead of calling him brother, he changed to another intimate nickname, "Qiao Qiao, of course he went to take a bath, but..."

Chang Jiao's voice cooled down, cold and deep, like the frosty wind in winter, which can make people shiver like goosebumps all over their backs.

He spoke neither fast nor slow, and asked, "What does this have to do with you?"

Chang Jiao walked a few steps in the opposite direction of the bathroom, silently, so that no one in the bathroom could hear the slightest sound.

As soon as his words came out, Chu Yu exploded.

His true nature is like a flammable powder keg, let alone Chang Jiao's provocative tone and words.

Chu Yu suddenly stood up from the chair, the tension and apprehension from the phone call earlier disappeared without a trace, only the manic violence and uncontrollable jealousy emerged from every corner.

He lowered his voice and said sharply: "What are you, I will believe what you say? Give the phone to Mr. Qiao, and I want him to admit it himself."

Chang Jiao tapped the phone case with his finger, and returned the sentence intact.

"What are you? Why should I do what you say? You can't understand people's language when I tell you he's taking a bath?"

As soon as the words were finished, Chang Jiao heard the sound of water behind him stop, and after a while, the bathroom door opened from the inside, and Qiao Ying came out from inside.

Ignoring Chu Yu's furious voice on the other end of the phone, Chang Jiao put down the phone very naturally, turned around, and called out affectionately: "Brother, it's finished washing, can I help you wipe your hair? Go to bed with your wet hair later." It will hurt."

Qiao Ying vaguely felt that there was something wrong with him, but she didn't know where it was. It could only be attributed to the fact that he had just taken a shower.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Making sure his voice was picked up by the microphone, Chang Jiao quietly cut off the call behind him.

While wiping her hair, Qiao Ying asked, "Who called just now and did you say anything?"

Chang Jiao didn't hide anything, handed him the phone, and said frankly, "It's the guy that my brother picked up by the manager today. I told him you were taking a shower, and he hung up the phone."

Did you pick it up at the car dealer today?

Who could it be? Qiao Ying took the phone and thought about it. In the next second, he suddenly realized.

... Isn't that Chu Yu? !

Qiao Ying's hands paused, and she looked up at Chang Jiao. The latter's face was obedient, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qiao Ying felt that something was wrong, so she was a little wary, and asked, "How did you tell him?"

"As soon as he picked up the phone, he yelled Teacher Qiao. I said you were not here and you were taking a shower. He seemed very upset and hung up the phone." Chang Jiao paused, with clear doubts on his face, "Brother , why did he call you Teacher Qiao? When have you ever been a teacher? "

His answer seemed normal, and there was nothing wrong with it. Qiao Ying's raised vigilance dropped a little.

If he heard Chang Jiao and Chu Yu's tone of voice, he would not think so again.

But unfortunately, he didn't hear it, and neither did 008 who had been attached to him.When Qiao Ying took a bath, it was automatically blocked, and no external signals could be detected.

Qiao Ying explained casually: "When he was in high school, I helped him with his homework, and then he kept calling me that - didn't you always call me brother?"

Chang Jiao looked at him, and the doubts on his face turned into innocence, "I called my brother that way, and it was clearly my brother who told me to call me that. I listened to my brother, so naturally I should call him that."

Qiao Ying: "..."

Forget it, I don't want to argue with him any longer.

After staying in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, Qiao Ying felt a little thirsty, and her Adam's apple slid up and down.

Chang Jiao caught this small detail, bent his eyes, and changed the subject, "Is brother thirsty? I'll get you a drink."

The suite environment of the hotel is very good, there is even a small refrigerator in the kitchen, when Chang Jiao came over yesterday, he brought some milk drinks along the way.

After Qiao Ying said yes, the doorbell suddenly sounded from behind.

He happened to be standing at the door of the bathroom. Next to the door of the bathroom was the door of the suite. He didn't pay much attention and opened the door.

After opening the door, Qiao Ying turned her head and met Chu Yu's irritable gaze at the door, with blood red in her eyes.

"..."

Qiao Ying hadn't noticed something was wrong yet, "Chu Yu, why are you here?"

Chu Yu's gaze shifted to him, and when he saw clearly what he was like now, an indescribable anger, grievance, and jealousy swept his heart together, and gradually filled his eyes.

Qiao Ying didn't notice anything.

He had just finished taking a shower, and he was wearing some light summer silk pajamas, which Qiao's mother bought for him and insisted on asking him to bring them here.

Things made of silk are not only smooth, cool, and light, but also have a characteristic, transparent.

Although the coat on Qiao Ying's body was thin and impermeable, his hair was wet and he hadn't wiped it off much. The water vapor gathered together and condensed into water droplets, which slid down from the tip of his hair and wet the hair. A small piece of clothing fabric was removed from the shoulder, making it faintly transparent.

From Chu Yu's point of view, looking down from above, he can see his white and slender neck, a section protruding from the loose neckline, his clavicle as delicate as a craftsman's carving, and his round shoulders.

Chu Yu, who had just exploded, immediately exploded again.

His face sank "shua", and he stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Ying and pulled it away from the doorknob. With his retracted wrist, he used all his strength to pull her to his side.

Unprepared, Qiao Ying fell into his arms, and there was a sudden change in front of her eyes. Before she could react, a pair of arms hugged her waist with such strength that she seemed to be imprisoned.

Chang Jiao, who had just taken two bottles of orange juice from the small refrigerator, turned around from the kitchen and saw this dazzling scene.

His eyes firmly locked onto Chu Yu's fingers on Qiao Ying's waist, and his pupils were sharp and gloomy like knives.

Chang Jiao suddenly squeezed the can in his hand.

"... Let go, let him go."

The author has something to say: Chang Jiao (tightens his hands): ...

Chang Jiao: Stay away from brother! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Qiao Ying: ... What are you doing?

Chu Yu (does not let go): Hehe, it's a good idea.

Qiao Ying: ... What are you doing?

Still in the hospital, the double update will be delivered at [-] noon tomorrow!Bobobo ●v●!