Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

A few days later, a car with a very strange security guard picked up the particularly good-looking homeowner.

After arriving at the location, when Duo Yao got off the car, he saw clearly that he almost turned around and held his forehead to leave.

Lu Chen's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, his slender five fingers with well-defined joints gently pinched the young man's waist to stop him from going, lowering his eyebrows and closing his eyes, revealing the noble and calm temperament of the aristocratic family in his bones.

He gave a low cry, but lowered himself: "You don't like it?"

This place is not a quiet place, and there are quite a few people coming in and out. Even if some people don't recognize Lu Chen, they still look sideways at such a small gesture made by such an outstanding young man.

Duo Yao turned an angle to avoid people's sight. He raised his head and said in a tone of annoyance, "You don't know what's in this exhibition?"

The painting he perfected a few days ago was handed over to the person in charge of the house, and now it will be auctioned after appreciating it, and he rarely shows up on such occasions.

Every time he shows up, it will cause some trouble.

When he came out earlier, Lu Chen said he was going to see a painting, so Duo Yao didn't ask any more questions.

Who would have thought it was here.

Lu Chen intended to appease the young man: "You wear a mask and say that you are hiding a cold. Those sellers who bought your paintings before refused to sell them. I don't want to let this opportunity go."

After speaking, Lu Chen put the prepared mask on the young man, his fingertips unintentionally brushed the delicate skin on the other's face, and his dark eyes remained calm.

Duo Yao raised her eyes lightly: "Are you ready?"

All the way back was cut off.

But Duo Yao didn't want this person to succeed, so he still wanted to leave: "I won't go."

Lu Chen lowered his eyes to look at the person: "If you don't want to, you can draw a picture for me yourself."

He would not embarrass those buyers, but he has also seen the photos they sent. The paintings of the young man are just like him, with gorgeous and bold colors, and they can poke the most exciting places in people's hearts at a glance.

Duo Yao raised his head, Lu Chen's face was calm, but it was not difficult to see the expectation in his eyes.

The young man sneered: "Let's go in."

After speaking, he pulled up the mask to cover his face more tightly.

Feeling pity in Lu Chen's heart, his fingertips lightly brushed the delicate brow bone of the young man, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

Duo Yao's beautiful eyebrows and eyes can't be covered by half a mask at all, but they are even more mysterious and attractive. With black hair and snow skin, and a cool and elegant demeanor, anyone with eyes will be attracted.

Seeing this, Lu Chen didn't feel much joy in his heart.

Fortunately, most of the people inside were well-measured, even though this pair of young people were particularly eye-catching, they always looked back just right.

When Duo Yao entered the art exhibition, he was not as angry as before, his eyes were slightly bright and he looked around, watching every step of the way.

Lu Chen followed beside him step by step, looking around casually. Due to his long family background, there are still a few ancient paintings that are priceless but not marketable in his study.

Compared with oil paintings, he prefers the ancient charms of landscapes, which are full of freehand brushwork, but this does not affect his appreciation of these paintings.

Even after procrastinating, Duo Yao still walked in front of his own work, and Lu Chen's lazy eyes immediately concentrated, and he began to appreciate it carefully.

In Duo Yao's view, the painting was already half a year ago, and no matter how you look at it now, you will pick out the small thorns that you didn't pay attention to at the time.

But Lu Chen is different. He seems to be able to see the unfettered soul of young people in those brushstrokes. The extremely gorgeous colors are well matched. It is obviously a simple landscape painting of the bright moon on the water, but he depicts the night scene like a tower of light in his heart. In general, it is bright.

But this does not affect people's perception of the environment inside the painting.

Lu Chen seems to have been settled in the heart river by the bright moon in the painting, the silent galaxy is tumbling, and waves of scalding heat emerge from the depths.

The person in charge here was smiling and chatting around, just around here, he noticed the two of Duo Yao with a glance.

Unlike other people's careful eyesight, he signed the contract with Duo Yao face to face, and he recognized the other party after hesitating for a few seconds.

The person in charge stepped forward and said happily, "You're here too? I thought the invitation for you would be put on hold."

Noticing Duo Yao's attire, the person in charge deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

Duo Yao said softly, "Don't worry about me, I'll take a stroll."

Seeing Duo Yao looking at his painting, the person in charge couldn't help but smiled happily and said, "Your painting has already been reserved."

Duo Yao didn't feel anything, but Lu Chen, who had been quiet by his side, frowned.

He asked, "Has it been sold before the auction?"

The person in charge had some vague impressions of Lu Chen, so he didn't remember it for a while, but he still replied respectfully: "No, it's just that no matter how much the highest price is at the auction, that gentleman will always be [-] higher than the highest price."

Lu Chen paused, and wrote lightly: "Then I will be one hundred thousand higher than him."

The person in charge looked embarrassed.

Lu Chen's eyes were slightly cold: "What's wrong?"

The out-of-control situation obviously made the man unhappy, and the elegant and indifferent mood could also be seen a little bit of anger.

Duo Yao raised the tails of his eyes slightly, and tugged at the hem of the man's clothes to signal him not to scare anyone. The soft black hair slid across the side of his fair face like nostalgia, making the man's eyes soften instantly.

The person in charge naturally sensed the extraordinary status of the man next to Duo Yao, and said vaguely: "That man is not short of money."

If the other party was only interested, they might give up after talking, but the tone at the time was obviously that they must get it.

If it weren't for breaking the rules, the price given at that time would have far exceeded psychological expectations.

Lu Chen's tone was gentle: "Can you tell me what the gentleman's last name is?"

Right now, this painting is not like those buyers who have already obtained it. There are only a few buyers in Kyoto that he can fear. Can you discuss it as long as you know the last name?

As long as you are clear, you can know the highest price in the other party's heart.

The person in charge looked at Duo Yao with a bitter face.

Duo Yao smiled lightly: "It's okay, anyway, you still have to tell me in the end, so just tell me."

Even so, looking at the performance of the person in charge, Duo Yao had some faint premonition in his heart for some reason.

really……

"The other party's surname is Wen."

The smile on the corners of Duo Yao's lips suddenly became a little brighter, her clear eyebrows and eyes were extremely dazzling for a moment, and her clear pupils seemed to smile with a light mist.

With an unknown smile like this, he looked up at Lu Chen's face.

The expression on Lu Chen's face didn't seem to change, his face was silent for a moment, no emotion could be seen in his pitch-black pupils, and he said coldly, "I see."

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak again, the person in charge looked at Duo Yao nervously, and Duo Yao bent his eyes: "It's okay, go get busy."

After seeing people leave, Duo Yao smiled with great interest: "What? Can't buy it anymore?"

Seeing the young man's smile, Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of darkness in his eyes as deep as dots of paint.

"Do you know Wen Jue?"

Duo Yao nodded: "He lives next door to me, didn't you notice?"

Lu Chen nodded, there was no smile in his voice: "I don't like him."

Duo Yao didn't understand why they hated each other, just like the black mist wrapped around his ankles, until he got into Wen Jue's car, he was showing his presence in a mighty way, and after getting close to Wen Jue and Lu Chen, The movement of escaping shows disgust and disgust everywhere.

This point became even more certain after the bad thing opened its mouth.

Duo Yao was curious: "Why do you hate him?"

Lu Chen looked at the young man with snowy skin and red lips, his cold demeanor embellished the amorous feelings when his expression changed, without realizing how attractive he was.

His faint expression added a touch of softness, and he stared carefully at the ecstatic young man with downcast eyes. When he mentioned the other person on his noble face, he was extremely cold: "Someone has a magnetic field that is not natural to please both parties. He and I may be the same. so."

The most important point, Lu Chen did not say it.

Instead, there was ruthlessness in his heart.

He felt that Wen Jue would rob him of his most precious things, which became more apparent after meeting Duo Yao, and after meeting him today, it would only aggravate his feeling of having no source.

The drooping eyebrows and eyes were covered by shadows, and the man's expression could not be seen clearly.

If Duo Yao realizes something, is it because they are the same person?

So they are born with a sense of crisis facing each other, and integration may be a battle of self-consciousness for them.

But Duo Yao still doesn't know why a person in his subconscious has become three independent individuals with very different personalities.

Duo Yao tilted his head and looked at his painting, the bright moon over the water half a year ago.

Above the water is the bright moon, but under the water is falsehood.

Which is true and false?

Duo Yao kept his expression on his face, comforting the man who was in a wrong mood: "Don't grab this painting from him."

The man's eyes suddenly became cold, and his voice was a little tight: "No."

The young man didn't pay attention, and kept his eyes on the painting. Hearing the voice, his tone softened, and he said softly as if comforting a small animal with fur: "Brother Lu——, shall I go back and give you a portrait?"

The elongated ending makes people's heart tremble together, and no matter how hard the heart is, it will soften.

The coldness in Lu Chen's deep eyes suddenly faded, he raised his lips and said elegantly: "Then let's go back now, Brother Lu won't fight with him."

Duo Yao sighed: "I haven't had lunch yet."

At the same time as he was speaking, his paintings had already begun to gather people to prepare for auction. The two people with eye-catching temperament stood in the middle, and it was inevitable to attract people's attention. When many people saw Duo Yao, their eyes showed real amazement and curiosity.

Some people even felt that the young man looked familiar. Seeing this, Lu Chen took the young man's hand and walked to the other side.

The soft and delicate touch came from the palm of his hand, Lu Chen's expression was gentle and he couldn't see other expressions, but occasionally when he lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes would leak a little bit of infatuation.

Duo Yao's attention was quickly attracted by the painting on this side, Lu Chen lowered his eyes, did not let go of his hand, but moved a little bit with the young man's slow pace.

The five fingers are inserted little by little, forming a cross-finger state with the other party, and the palms are pressed against each other, as if you can feel the temperature of the softest part of the other party.

Intimacy.

The man's face was soft, and he looked up at the side face of the young man with a focused expression.

This feeling made him seem to already possess youth, which could easily sink him.

Duo Yao admired, time passed little by little, and when he finally came back to focus on the people around him, he realized that there were few people in the museum.

Lu Chen said gently: "It's time to eat."

Duo Yao naturally nodded in agreement, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows slightly at the crossed hands, glanced at the man, and said nothing.

Lu Chen stared ahead, as if he didn't notice the young man's movements, he was graceful and calm.

After the two got into the car, the window was slowly closed, and the young man who lowered his head was covered up a little bit.

Wen Jue, who came to get the painting from the other side of the car, raised his head as if feeling something, but didn't find anything, and frowned slightly on his indifferent and handsome face.

A car ignites and drives away.

The other car gradually stopped.

The author has something to say:

Hands are so stiff when typing at night, and the iPad has been squeamishly pasted with the warm baby www, next time it must be earlier!