Demon Lord Rescue Plan [Transmigration Book]

When Gu Xiangyang woke up, he found himself lying on a strange bed.

He looked down at his current appearance, a set of familiar blue jingle cat pajamas, he didn't know what kind of fabric it was, but it was very comfortable to wear, so even though he despised it as childish, Gu Xiangyang didn't throw it into the back of the closet .

"This is?"

While Gu Xiangyang was talking, he half sat up and just wanted to see where he was when he realized that he was holding the hem of a shirt in his hand. It felt silky and cool to the touch, and he could tell it was made of high-quality material when he touched it. .

Hmm - isn't this Brother Lin's clothes?

Gu Xiangyang shook his head, let go of his hands, the creases on the clothes quickly disappeared, and returned to a neat look, he thought in surprise: Am I in Brother Lin's room, did he change the pajamas for me?

Thinking of Qiu Yilin taking off his clothes with his slender and strong fingers, and then putting on this childish pajamas, Gu Xiangyang felt his cheeks burn.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't stand it. Gu Xiangyang lay back and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, hoping that the darkness would stop his imagination that had been spreading.

But contrary to expectations, the quilt was filled with the smell of Qiu Yilin, as if wrapping him tightly in a real version, as if the whole person was in Qiu Yilin's arms, he sat up like a frightened cat after lying down for a while, and covered the quilt with his feet Heaped far to the foot of the bed.

After finishing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he met Qiu Yilin's eyes, and there was a rare smile in those eyes.

Ah, where did he appear from, how long has he been watching there, and he saw how stupid he was just now?

Gu Xiangyang, who had never experienced such a scene, was about to lose his mind, and could only watch in a daze as Qiu Yilin wiped his hair with a towel, and walked towards him.

Qiu Yilin went directly to the bed, and put his hands around Gu Xiangyang's exposed ankles. The palms of his hands that had just been bathed were moist and warm, which made Gu Xiangyang move unconsciously.

However, the man's palms exerted a little force to stop his movements. The cold temperature on the child's ankles made the smile in his eyes disappear. He let go, spread out the quilt piled at the foot of the bed, and covered it again.

Qiu Yilin threw the towel on his head to the bedside table, opened the closet, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Gu Xiangyang lowered his eyes and moved his feet under the quilt. Although the man's hand had already left, he still felt that the warm breath had not dissipated. He scratched under the cover of the quilt to feel Feel better.

Hearing Qiu Yilin's question, Gu Xiangyang realized that his stomach was empty. It was already afternoon, but he only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning. Coupled with a lot of exercise today, he was so hungry that he was about to sing empty city plan, hungry Let him forget the shyness just now, raised his head, and said with great interest: "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

Unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw a smooth back, because my skin was still slightly red after taking a shower, and as Qiu Yilin dressed, the muscles on his back moved, giving him a lustful feeling.

Today's stimulation was really great, Gu Xiangyang turned around, buried his face in the quilt, and completely became a quiet ostrich.

But the quilt can't block the sound, Gu Xiangyang can clearly hear Qiu Yilin's footsteps, then the sound of closing the door, and finally slowly going away.

What is this for, to serve food?

Can I eat on Brother Lin's bed?

But I saw his fans on the Internet saying that brother Lin is a bit of a clean freak, he can let me eat in his bed?

Before Gu Xiangyang could finish playing the barrage in his head, he heard footsteps getting closer.

Turning his head quietly, he saw Qiu Yilin holding a pair of blue plush slippers and a pair of socks with a pattern of little yellow ducks in his hands. This style was obviously brought from his room.

I don't know what misunderstanding the person in charge of buying clothes has about Gu Xiangyang's personality. Many of the casual clothes he bought have cute elements.

Seeing Gu Xiangyang who was still pretending to be an ostrich, Qiu Yilin paused, then bent over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Feeling the mattress sag, Qiu Yilin's breath enveloped him again, Gu Xiangyang's heart beat uncontrollably, and a slight pink color appeared on his cheeks again.

The quilt was lifted from the side of the feet, and the slightly cold air entered the bed, Qiu Yilin's hand grabbed his feet again, this time not only touched his ankles, but squeezed his whole feet again.

Gu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised his head and looked at Qiu Yilin stupidly: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Yilin didn't answer, picked him up from the quilt and hugged him in his arms, pressed his feet with his left hand, and put on the socks neatly with his right hand.

Gu Xiangyang's mind seemed to be hit with a stick, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't think at all.

This this……

Not to mention the half a year of transmigrating, even in Gu Xiangyang's memories, the two of them have never been this close.

After putting on the socks, Qiu Yilin held Gu Xiangyang's waist, lowered his head, and said softly, "You want me to help Yang Yang put on the shoes?"

"Hey?"

These words woke up Gu Xiangyang, who was still wandering in the sky, and quickly struggled from Qiu Yilin's arms, stuffed his feet into the slippers, turned around and pulled Qiu Yilin up, and pushed him out of the room: "Didn't you say you want to eat? Go, let's go!" They're all going to starve to death."

Qiu Yilin was willing to follow him, and walked out following his strength, with a gentle smile on his face.

At this time, Aunt Jiang is not there, and the takeaway ordered by Qiu Yilin is on the dining table. It has just been delivered and the temperature is just right.

"Cough cough!"

A very deliberate cough interrupted their silent but warm "lunch".

Gu Xingrui stood at the door, arms crossed, with an angry expression on his face, as if Gu Xiangyang and Qiu Yilin had done something outrageous: "You two, what are you doing out there, so you have time to eat now?"

Gu Xiangyang put down his chopsticks, and was about to tell her about Gao Hong, when Qiu Yilin interrupted him: "Take Yangyang to the studio for a stroll in the morning, and I packed my luggage by the way..."

Gu Xingrui slammed the bag in his hand on the ground, his eyes were red, and he shouted at Qiu Yilin: "I think you have forgotten that there is someone like me at home, I heard that you took him to see you Is there a performance at the party? Why, am I not worthy to go? "

Gu Xiangyang met the finger she was pointing at, not knowing how to explain.

"Enough!" The smile on Qiu Yilin's face disappeared completely, and he returned to his indifferent look before, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, making people afraid to look directly into his eyes.

"Why didn't you take you?" Qiu Yilin said coldly: "Every time I go home, I can't see your shadow. Yesterday was such a big storm. You had a lot of fun outside, and you only come home now."

Without waiting for Gu Xingrui to refute, he turned around and picked up a spoon, put a bowl of soup in front of Gu Xiangyang, motioned him to drink it, and then turned to Gu Xingrui and said lightly: "Have half a month's pocket money, stay at home well, calm down."

Gu Xingrui took a deep look at Qiu Yilin, walked upstairs, and within a short while there was a loud sound of closing the door.

Gu Xiangyang held the bowl of soup, didn't drink it, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you let me tell my sister what happened today?" If he made it clear, Gu Xingrui might not be so angry.

"The matter of that door is very important, the less people know about it, the better." Qiu Yilin poured himself a bowl of soup and urged, "Drink the soup."

Gu Xiangyang thought about it while drinking the soup, and felt that it was reasonable for Brother Lin to keep him secret. After all, the less people know about this kind of news that can cover up the magic weapon, the better.

"Brother Lin, can you reveal your identity as the inspector to my sister?"

Qiu Yilin put down the bowl, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth: "No need to say it, she will know when she should know."

That means it cannot be said, Gu Xiangyang nodded.

Qiu Yilin looked at his watch and stood up: "My current drama has already wrapped up, and there will be a wrap-up banquet later, do you want to go?"

As soon as Gu Xiangyang heard the words "Finishing Banquet", Gu Xiangyang thought of the scene in the movie where there were a lot of wine and wine, and he felt a little conflicted in his heart, but staying with Gu Xingrui who was in a fit of anger...

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Qiu Yilin knew what he was worried about, and explained: "I just went to have a meal. Except for Director Liu, they are all from the crew."

Hearing what he said, Gu Xiangyang made up his mind and stood up: "Okay, I'll change clothes, and I'll be down right away." After speaking, he dragged his slippers and went upstairs.

After confirming that Gu Xiangyang's figure had completely disappeared, Qiu Yilin turned on his phone and checked the news. He didn't know what he saw, and his eyes were filled with a piercing chill.