Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

"..."

Yu Mu froze for a moment, forgetting to react.

Jiang Qinghe took advantage of the opportunity to press down on his body, stroking his slender fingers upwards along his neck, and the arc of the corners of his lips expanded, getting bigger and bigger. Combined with the delicate facial features and obsessed expression, he was simply sick and perverted.

"Yu Mu, without Lansheng, you can only escape from this world by relying on me!" His smile made people shudder: "As long as I think, I can imprison your spirit in this world forever, and you will never escape from this world again!" You can't return to reality, you can only be controlled by me, and you can only wait for me to come back..."

His slightly cool thumb rubbed Yu Mu's lips, his movements were ambiguous: "It's like my dog, obediently waiting for the master to come home."

"To me, you are the most obedient and cutest in that way."

Yu Mu: "..."

He was sure that Jiang Qinghe was definitely acting.

After all, normally speaking, even if this kid had hundreds of guts, he wouldn't dare to speak to himself like that.

However, he couldn't help suspecting that the child was revenge for the few dog barks he had taught him to learn in the basement when he was a child.

This thought flashed by, Yu Mu held back his laughter and returned to his angry and disappointed expression.

"Jiang Qinghe, I misunderstood you." He looked heartbroken: "I thought that if I told you the truth, you would be able to understand me, but I didn't expect such a result! You let me down so much!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his face away, as if he didn't even bother to give Jiang Qinghe alms.

If you are acting, who can you act for?

It can only be Su Muhan.

At this time, Yu Mu could probably guess that Jiang Qinghe and Su Muhan must have reached some kind of ulterior py deal, and brought him here without telling him, and now he and Jiang Qinghe should be under Su Muhan's surveillance.

It's just that Su Muhan probably didn't guess that Jiang Qinghe would turn against him after the deal was concluded, which led to the formation of a game within a game.

The most important thing is the tacit understanding between yourself and the children.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Qinghe trusted him.

He also trusts children.

So, all he has to do is cooperate.

Anyway, it's going to be a movie, so it's not bad to practice in advance.

"It's better to be disappointed than to hand you over to others." Jiang Qinghe got off Yu Mu, continued to kneel on the ground, carefully cleaned his bloody palms, and patiently wrapped the gauze around it: "Su Muhan He has already promised me, as long as he does what he said, it will only be me who wakes up in reality.”

He sneered: "That master personality will disappear forever."

"So, I advise you to recognize the facts as soon as possible, stop thinking about going against my will, and be obedient, so that I will also consider allowing you to enjoy some freedom."

Yu Mu pretended to sneer, "Oh."

Jiang Qinghe helped Yu Mu tie a beautiful bow on the bandage, then put a soft kiss on it, raised her eyes and smiled at the man: "You are already very tired today, go to rest early, I will go out for a while, Be back in a moment."

Yu Mu unceremoniously kicked the boy's chest: "Get lost."

Jiang Qinghe didn't care about Yu Mu's indifference at all, she didn't shake her figure, stood up, pinched Yu Mu's chin, kissed the corner of his lips, and said softly, "Good night."

Watching the boy go out, Yu Mu counted the numbers, jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door, twisted the doorknob fiercely, found that it couldn't be opened at all, and kicked the door angrily.

The fists were clenched tightly, the freshly wrapped white gauze was soaked with blood, and veins popped up on the man's forehead, obviously on the verge of rage.

In front of the enlarged projection equipment, Su Muhan sat on the sofa with his chin propped on his hands, looked at Yu Mu in the picture, and laughed softly.

The door at the back opened, Jiang Qinghe walked in, sat next to him naturally, leaned back on the sofa, and asked him: "The first step is to isolate him from the system; the second step is to have a showdown with him, interfering with his judgment; the third step What to do next?"

"The wound on the face." Su Muhan didn't answer his question, but pointed to Jiang Qinghe's red and swollen face: "Do you want to deal with it?"

"Beating is kissing and scolding is love." Jiang Qinghe touched his face and smiled: "This is the expression of his love for me."

"...clothes." Su Muhan was silent for a moment, then pointed to Jiang Qinghe's chest, where the dirty leather shoe prints were: "Don't you want to change it?"

"The footprints he kicked." Jiang Qinghe smiled more happily: "I can't bear to change it."

"..." Su Muhan withdrew his gaze from him, and laughed twice, not agreeing.

After more than a year of getting along, the two have cooperated and developed some tacit understanding, and the relationship is not as incompatible as before.

Su Muhan pointed at the armrest of the sofa, thought for a while, and said, "You are 16 years old, right?"

"Ah."

"The Liang Han in the first world is the Yu Mu who I met at the age of 16." Su Muhan's eyes fell on the figure of Yu Mu sitting on the sofa in the video, and the corners of his lips curled up in a nasty arc: "It just happened to be the beginning of the movie... ..."

When Jiang Qinghe opened the door of the hotel room again, Yu Mu had already turned off the lights, and the room was pitch black. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could see the quilt on the bed swell up into a human shape, probably falling asleep.

But it's just "possible".

When the figure who suddenly appeared at the entrance held the back of his neck and pressed against the wall, Jiang Qinghe tried his best not to laugh.

"Give it back to you." Yu Mu pressed his chest against the boy's broad back, and pressed his chin against his shoulder, and whispered, "Let you pinch me."

The red and swollen half of Jiang Qinghe's face was pressed against the wall, pretending to be wronged and humming: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Yu Mu was unmoved, and pinched the young man's thin and strong waist again, Jiang Qinghe trembled suddenly, and Qiqiaiai screamed even more pitifully.

"Why lie to me?"

Jiang Qinghe continued to defend: "Isn't this to make your acting more realistic?"

"Make up your own mind." Yu Mu pinched him again: "I owe you a beating."

"I was wrong, can't I be wrong?" Jiang Qinghe coaxed him along: "Don't pinch, don't pinch, it hurts."

Before returning, Jiang Qinghe asked Su Muhan to turn off the monitor, so the two of them could lower their voices and have a chance to catch their breath.Yu Musong pinched his hand, then hugged the boy who was already as tall as him in front of him, sighed, and asked, "How sure are you?"

Knowing that Yu Mu was asking about the chances of winning against Su Muhan, Jiang Qinghe also put away his joking attitude, and instead held Yu Mu's hand that was hugging him: "[-]%."

"……too low."

"I mean, if I'm the only one facing him, the chance of winning is only [-]%." The boy turned around, hugged Yu Mu, buried his head in the man's shoulder in a comfortable position, and said with peace of mind: "With you, Ten percent."

By now, Jiang Qinghe already knew about it.

Many things cannot be solved by him alone.

He also needs to learn to rely on the people he loves the most.