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

Wen Jue has a tall and straight figure, with a stern and majestic demeanor, which largely alleviated the coldness and protruding features in his facial features. His suit is crisp, and he stopped when he walked into the gallery with long legs.

His eyes could not help but fall on the luxury car that had already driven away on the other side of the door, his eyes darkened slightly.

The person in charge walked around inside but didn't see Duo Yao, and guessed in his heart that the other party should leave, which was a pity.

When he bumped into Wen Jue at the door, he was taken aback for a moment and then quickly realized: "Mr. Wen?"

Wen Jue looked away: "I'll get the painting."

"I would trouble you to come in person." The person in charge was surprised and said politely. After leading the person inside, he took off the painting, wrapped it up in person, and handed it to the person.

Seeing Mr. Wen's gentle expression, unable to hide his fondness, he couldn't help but regret: "If you had come earlier, you would have met the original artist."

Wen Jue's hands paused, and she slowly raised her eyes: "He has been here?"

After finishing speaking, he pursed his thin lips slightly, and asked again: "When did he come?"

The person in charge didn't notice anything wrong: "It's past nine o'clock. It should have left just now."

He didn't dare to mention that another person beside Duo Yao wanted to fight for the painting.

Wen Jue assembled the painting carefully, handed it to the assistant beside him, and said in a low tone, "Is there anyone around him?"

"Yes, but I don't know him either." The person in charge was afraid that Mr. Wen would continue to ask, so he hurriedly opened his mouth, no matter how dull he was, he could faintly sense something was wrong.

Thinking about the man next to Duo Yao and the young man in front of him, the person in charge seemed to know something, and cold sweat was coming from his back.

With an unpredictable expression, Wen Jue nodded, "I see."

Obviously the person in charge has no relationship with him as a subordinate, but standing in front of the man, he feels silently a little shorter.

After asking and answering, the other party was not polite at all, and the person in charge was also shrunken, and didn't dare to think too much.

When sending Mr. Wen away, the person in charge still had a warm smile on his face.

Wen Jue walked out quickly, and the shadow of the car had long since disappeared as far as he could see. He stood quietly without moving, his eyes became darker and more indifferent.

"Mr. Wen, do you want to go?" The assistant who followed behind couldn't help but wondered.

Wen Jue lowered her eyes, couldn't see her expression clearly, and said lightly: "Let's go."

The assistant sat in the front in a panic. Although he didn't know the reason, he still keenly felt that Mr. Wen's current mood was not very good.

But it shouldn't be, when I got the painting, I was still in a good mood.

On the back seat, the man closed his eyes and said nothing, his dark eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, his lips were lighter in color, and his cool breath leaked out slightly.

Although she didn't see the people in the car clearly, Wen Jue remembered the license plate.

Lu Chen.

The unclosed lips moved lightly, wishing to crush these two words.

He had forgotten who the core of Guo Hao's circle was.

Wen Jue raised his eyes, his eyes were indifferent.

……

Duo Yao was grabbed back by Lu Chen after eating, wanting to watch him paint with his own eyes, his calm attitude was replaced by impatient.

The loosened hands between the knuckles are now wrapped around the waist, which is more blatant than before.

"Do you have to draw now?" Duo Yao's forehead twitched lightly. Now the two of them were standing in front of the villa, but he was still not ready to give up. "Wouldn't it be better next time?"

The young man slightly raised his head to look at Lu Chen, the bright light dappledly sprinkled on his face, his trembling eyelashes were like a butterfly fluttering its wings, and it was about to fly into the brilliant spot of light in the next second, fragility and shock at the same time Inspiring.

Next time means that there is no need to find another excuse to ask someone out, it means the next meeting.

Lu Chen naturally understood such a hint, he almost gave in when he saw the young man showing weakness, but he still couldn't resist the current temptation, so he made up his mind: "No, this is what you agreed."

"It doesn't matter if you can't finish the painting this time, I'll just come back next time." Lu Chen added slowly.

Duo Yao slapped off the hands on his waist: "Then next time you come to me, can I draw at once?"

He finished speaking angrily, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

As expected, the thing that wished to mark every part of the villa with black mist to show its existence disappeared at this time.

At first glance, it looks like a normal house.

Duo Yao handed the new slippers to Lu Chen, went in first, and checked around intentionally or unintentionally, they were really clean.

Are these three people in harmony?It is agreed that well water does not violate river water?

Lu Chen closed the door, put on his shoes and took a few steps to catch the young man running around.

"Where is the studio?"

Duo Yao helplessly pointed in a direction.

There are two emotions fighting in Lu Chen's heart, one is the joy of entering the baby's house, and the other is the disgust without knowing the source, both of which originate from the bottom of his heart, and in the end, joy suppresses the other restless emotion .

In the silent darkness, every hidden corner in the villa hides wisps of black mist, like a terrifying existence peeping in the dark, silently watching every move of the young man and the man.

As the distance between the two got closer, a restless and sinister red light flashed past, and Lu Chen almost instinctively lowered his eyes and looked back, his noble face was stained with a distinct color of disgust.

Lu Chen didn't let go of the young man, and said in a condensed tone, "Ah Yao, your place doesn't seem clean."

He didn't think that what he felt just now was an illusion. The family inheritance was too long, and some things would rather be believed than not.

"How many houses are there in my city, why don't you move there?" Lu Chen lowered his head and asked softly.

Duo Yao patted the man's arm, motioning him to relax, and was amused when he heard this: "I just moved here from the city."

“The city is too noisy.”

Lu Chen frowned, and silently glanced around, the brows became tighter and tighter, and the suppressed depression gradually boiled away.

And the black mist in countless dark places is facing the man's direction, with a strong sense of attack.

Duo Yao asked the man to sit down and was about to draw a sketch before handing over the work. If the paint was really used, it might not be a matter of time.

As soon as the charcoal pencil was taken out, Lu Chen saw it, and lowered his brows and eyes with grievance: "I want oil painting."

"Not enough time." Duo Yao took the charcoal pencil box and understated it, hesitating for a while before trying to appease the other party, "The sketch is also very nice."

Lu Chen stood up, his long figure bent slightly, full of pressure, he looked at the young man quietly with gentle eyebrows: "The one Wen Jue bought is an oil painting."

Rolling names, as if Duo Yao disagreed, he turned around and went to the Wen's next door to sit down.

Duo Yao took off the sketch paper with a "crash", turned around and began to prepare the tools for oil painting.

Lu Chen sat down obediently, looking very gentle, his long legs felt a little cramped, and when he sat quietly, he looked like a handsome young man in a very ancient painting.

While preparing, Duo Yao was secretly annoyed, if these people hadn't deliberately avoided each other, how could he have helped them not to meet each other.

The young man draws quietly, while Lu Chen sits neatly.

Under the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lu Chen watched the young man quietly. The other party used a paintbrush to trace his outline bit by bit, while he traced the young man inch by inch with his naked eyes, as if he could engrave everything about the other party into his heart.

This unique feeling of belonging to each other is particularly intoxicating.

Everything is very harmonious, but this peaceful scene is extremely dazzling in the eyes of the evil spirits.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that the original plan was not very good, at least he understood one thing.

I am afraid that none of them will be able to see the youth being monopolized.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the depth was not perfect, and the painting was indeed not finished.

Duo Yao unceremoniously started chasing away customers, Lu Chen got up feeling half regretful and half happy, and finally he just smiled gently and said: "Then I will come again next time."

"I'll talk about it next time when I'm free." Duo Yao packed up his things, recalling today's events, raised his head and looked at people softly, his black hair was a little long, and was softly hidden in his neck, which looked like his master. The same is not sharp, "But I have no free time these days."

The words spit out have nothing to do with the appearance.

The young man's expression was joy visible to the naked eye. The moment Lu Chen was sent out the door, he almost felt that if it wasn't for etiquette reasons, the young man would slam the door behind him in the next second instead of leaning on the door and sending him off with a smile.

Knowing that today was a bit unpleasant, but Lu Chen didn't seem to feel anything, and he didn't forget to steal a kiss before leaving.

The warm and soft touch passed between the lips, and almost immediately, another person's breath invaded.

Duo Yao's beautiful eyes blinked in surprise, and with the passage of time, her clear and beautiful face, like a flower bone that is gradually maturing, quietly reveals its dazzling beauty. Take a breath.

Itching in the heart, the next second will make an inch.

"boom!"

Lu Chen was pushed open by the young man without hesitation, and this time the door was slammed open on his face without any scruples. He clenched his fist against his lips, and tried his best to suppress the laughter that spilled over his lips.

The elegant appearance is like a well-fed wolf, who no longer maintains the caution when hunting, and inadvertently reveals the cunning and treachery in his bones.

Although it's a pity that I didn't get Duo Yao's painting due to lack of time this time, it's not too bad a loss.

When Lu Chen got into the car, he suddenly felt an extremely cool gaze coming directly at him, he paused for a moment, then raised his head to look over without haste.

Wen Zhai stopped a car at some point before, and the man in the car rolled down the window, his face was cold, his brows and eyes were half biting cold, his eyes were dim, and he just met him across the not-so-close parking space. Look at each other.

Lu Chen slowly frowned, his pupils were as dark as splashed ink, deep and indifferent, he couldn't see clearly what kind of emotions flowed inside, he stopped in front of the car for a long time, the calmness in the corners of his eyes and brows was replaced by the coldness like frost and snow.

The two looked at each other silently, and there was silence around them, but they looked away at the same moment.

Lu Chen leaned over to get into the car, and Wen Jue raised the window.

The silent confrontation was broken at this moment.

Lu Chen didn't leave the car after getting into the car, he tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and fell silent.

He thought, maybe it is still necessary to change the residence for the young man.

It seemed that there was not only the annoying Wen Jue here, but also something even more annoying to him.

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