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

Wen Jue stayed up all night, and when she closed her eyes, she could vaguely see the beautiful blush at the end of the young man's eyes.

That's when he smudged for the other party little by little, with an astonishing beauty, every time I think of it, scorching ripples appear in my heart, and when the ripples spread, the scalding temperature rises from bottom to top.

Even turning on the air conditioner didn't help much. When Wen Jue got up at night, he also took a cold shower.

He processed the important documents in advance last night, freeing up at least a week of daytime. If there is anything serious, he can go online at night to process it.

In fact, he doesn't care about the company in his hand at all. If there are no young people in this life, in a few years, the reincarnation of the next life will start again.

As soon as the cold water splashed on my face in the early morning and the towel was pulled off, there was a piercing scream outside.

Wen Jue drooped his eyes a little bored, and there was a trace of coolness between his sharp and handsome eyebrows.

"what!--"

Sheng Liuli was dragged from the room on the second floor to the hall. Every floor of the stairs was extremely harsh, and the woman had delicate skin and tender flesh. With such a movement, half of the life of the whole person was taken away.

In this way, on the floor of the hall, Sheng Liuli was wearing thin pajamas, and the smooth material was tightly attached to the body curve. If you don't pay attention to the current scene, this scene is actually very seductive.

At least Father Wen, who was so angry, couldn't help but pause if he wanted to wave his hand again at this time.

Aware of his hesitation at this moment, father Wen's already gloomy face turned darker. He got angry and kicked the woman's abdomen hard with his feet.

Sheng Liuli curled up into a ball in pain. Her body has been pampered all these years, and she hasn't suffered much at all.

Father Wen's lower body is flimsy, with no muscles and no strength. He vented his anger with a man's brute force. He didn't have the insidiousness and strength of that man back then. But even so, the sudden pain from An Yi's nerves was unbearable to her. .

Sheng Liuli covered her face and crawled on the ground, her messy hair covered her face and blocked her self-mockery.

Father Wen's voice trembled with anger: "It's been so many years!——You've given me a green hat for so many years!"

Sheng Miaoxuan was grabbed by her hair, she walked down anyway, now she huddled in the corner, looking at the two of them without saying a word, even looking a little dull.

Father Wen bent down, grabbed the woman's hair, and yanked it upwards, his expression gloomy: "Who is that wild man?"

The corners of Sheng Liuli's lips were raised. She was dragged out of the bed early in the morning. She didn't have any makeup on, but she could still see her beautiful facial features, but there was no blood on her lips, making her look pitiful.

Her eyes were red, the corners of her lips were bloodshot, and her tone was soft and gentle when she spoke, and her words were extremely stimulating.

"You ask me? Xiao Wen was taken away by you for reasons the day before yesterday, and you only came back this morning to settle accounts. I'm afraid you know everything you can know."

"Then you should also know, that child... How could he be born by me?"

Her body already has the root cause of the disease in the early years, that child is easy to lose, so it is so easy to conceive another one?

children?There are so many ready-made babies in this world, why bother yourself.

Thinking about it now, is there a more cost-effective business than this for a baby of unknown origin who has lived a wealthy life for more than ten years?

Father Wen's eyes darkened, looking at this woman, as if he saw the messy and dirty past of the other party in the stack of documents.

That body has been touched by countless people!

Sheng Liuli could tell what Wen's father was thinking at a glance, and gave a "puchi" smile.

"What do you dislike?"

She never thought about this question when she went to bed, and now she just feels that she is not worthy of the status given to her.

No matter how miserable the Wen family is, it is a wealthy family after all. Even if the wife of the family does not look at the family background, at least her background must be clean. It is the turn of Wen’s father’s second wife to choose a woman with a oil bottle, which is already very popular. .

As a result, telling others now that Sheng Liuli's past was far worse than everyone thought, the rest of Father Wen's life almost became a joke.

Thinking of this, Father Wen grabbed the woman's hair and slammed it on the ground.

Sheng Liuli became dizzy for a moment, and scarlet blood with a pungent rusty smell flowed down from her forehead, making her whole mind become confused.

She grabbed the blanket on the ground with both hands, the veins on the back of her hand were protruding, but she remained silent.

And Sheng Miaoxuan looked at this scene, tilted his head, and showed a weird smile.

Like ridicule, but also like sadness.

The reason why Father Wen beat people unscrupulously is very simple. After all, one person's strength is very limited, and he is accompanied by two hired bodyguards.

One stood beside Sheng Miaoxuan, and the other stood behind Wen's father.

At this time, there was a sound on the second floor.

When Father Wen looked up, he saw his eldest son, the evil star, and his face was extremely ugly when he thought of Xiao Yezhong who was still trapped in the hospital.

Wen Jue walked downstairs in an orderly manner, casually passing by the already familiar scene in front of her.

After he went out, the assistant guarding the door seized the opportunity to enter the house, and the number of people following behind him was several times that of Wen's father.

The assistant stepped forward: "Boss Wen?"

Wen Jue took out a handkerchief from nowhere, and wiped her unstained hands slowly, her cold white fingers loosened, and they landed lightly at Sheng Miaoxuan's feet.

"Throw them all out."

It's too noisy, it will disturb the young people.

Sheng Miaoxuan shuddered the moment she saw Wen Jue. Every time the remnants of delusions popped up, they were buried by the pain engraved into her soul. Now her entire upper body could not wait to be buried in her knees.

Such a tone of throwing garbage made Father Wen furious, and the ugly words were still in his mouth, but was forced back by Wen Jue's indifferent and deep eyes.

The assistant took the order, and was about to speak with a wave of his hand, but Wen Jue gently stopped him: "It's okay, let them sort things out, don't rush for a while."

When Wen Jue passed by Wen's father, he saw the woman he was holding tightly in his hand, and said in an inexplicable tone, "Only useless men will do things to women."

There are too many ways to torture a person, and sometimes, the most primitive method is the most low-end method.

Father Wen was mocked by his most annoying son for beating a woman, and his face was momentarily overwhelmed, but he still kept his expression on and refused to let go.

Wen Jue seemed to just say it casually, without even stopping for a moment, she stepped across the messy room and stepped into the sunny outside.

The scene where they dog-eat-dog was not even as interesting to him as when he watched them play with their faces open. Now, Father Wen, who is showing off his might, would use every means to retaliate as long as he left any one of them alive in every life.

Who made him provoke a mad mother and daughter.

It's strange to say that once the mother and daughter encounter trouble, they would like to bite each other to death.

But once the other party is killed by others, they can make people pay for their lives regardless of everything.

But at this time, Wen Jue didn't care much about their affairs.

……

When the doorbell rang, Duo Yao was holding Lu Chen's Xiao Xianghua at that time in his hand, and he could complete many refinements later by relying on his memory.

When he heard the voice, he pondered for a while, and brought the painting of Xiaoxiang to the hall.

Duo Yao opened the door, but didn't let anyone in. He supported the door with one hand and said, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Jue smiled lowly, put his arms around the man's waist and turned around with force, successfully pushing him into the room.

"Come and meet my boyfriend!" Wen Jue lowered his head, wanting to relive the intimacy of yesterday, but when he was about to touch his lips, he was gently blocked by a finger.

Duo Yao slightly bent his eyes: "What I said yesterday doesn't count."

Wen Jue closed the door with his feet calmly, supported the young man's waist with one hand, and grabbed the hand on his lips with the other hand, with a hoarse voice: "No, you said it yourself."

Before he could kiss the young man's red lips, he opened his mouth and gently held the shiny fingers in his mouth. He loved every inch of the young man's body, and if he really had the chance, he would like to stamp his mark on them one by one.

Even though the young man is now obediently in his arms, he still has an unreal feeling.

The sunlight outside fell on Duo Yao through the gap, Wen Jue's eyes darkened slightly, and for a moment he felt that the young man might dissipate in a second, and a sudden sense of panic surged in his heart, and he tried his best to pretend nothing had happened.

The fingers were sucked into the mouth, and there was a wet and sticky feeling. The tip of the tongue in the man's mouth was frivolously circling around the fingertips. The bottom of the eyes was dark and unpredictable. Strong hormonal breath, full of presence, very dangerous.

Like a male beast courting, it quietly expresses its needs and tests the bottom line.

Duo Yao didn't take back his hand, but narrowed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes trembled and revealed thousands of raucousness, as if he had changed in an instant, and his whole body was exuding a sense of enchantment that was different from coldness.

Wen Jue's throat tightened, and there was some infatuation in the depths of his eyes. This side of the youth was something he had never seen before.

Only in the past night, it seemed that some great changes had taken place in the young man's body, the demeanor sealed in his bones was slightly transparent, dazzled his eyes.

Duo Yao pressed the tip of the tongue flickering in the man's mouth with his fingers, grabbed his neck with one hand, and leaned forward with his upper body.

"I seem to have agreed to Lu Chen."

Wen Jue clenched her teeth, biting the young man's fingers with a hint of threat, but the words she said were vague because of something in her mouth.

"Really?"

Duo Yao said seriously: "Really. Judging from the sequence, your behavior may belong to prying his corner."

After speaking, he pulled out his finger and wiped all the water stains on the man's collar.

The movement was very natural, but Wen Jue glanced at it lightly and didn't say anything.

Duo Yao also wrapped his hand around the man's neck, crossed his hands, and said with a smile: "I just sent a message to Lu Chen, and he will come to pick up the portrait that was left here last time."

Wen Jue didn't pay attention to the news that Lu Chen was coming soon, but instead grasped another point.

"You said you painted his portrait?"

Duo Yao: "Yes. And it's so strange when I draw."

Although Wen Jue didn't know what the young man wanted to do, he felt helpless and indulgent from the beginning to the end. He followed the young man's words and asked, "What's so strange?"

Duo Yao's upper body suddenly exerted strength, bit the man's earlobe, and whispered: "The bone structure of his face is somewhat similar to yours. If it weren't for the two of you, I almost thought I was drawing a person."

He covered the lower half of the man's face: "Especially at this time, it feels more familiar."

Wen Jue's heart skipped a beat, feeling inexplicably uneasy, he stared at Duo Yao: "Maybe it's an illusion. Don't try to change the subject, when are you going to draw a picture for me?"

Duo Yao was helpless: "A few days ago, didn't you buy one of my paintings?"

And these three guys, if he continues to paint, he will always feel that he is painting the same person.

Duo Yao withdrew his hand and took the initiative to kiss the other party. During the process of being bitten, he panted and whispered: "Wait a minute and you can tell Lu Chen, okay?"

Wen Jue narrowed her eyes and asked keenly, "What do you want me to say?"

Duo Yao: "You just say, you threatened me."

The tip of the intertwined tongue was bitten punitively, and Duo Yao let out a soft cry.

The young man's red lips were swollen, and the lips were raised to reveal the white teeth. In stark contrast, the little anger that Wen Jue had just provoked dissipated in an instant.

Wen Jue didn't let go of the meat that came to her door on her own initiative, and kissed and kissed, bit and bit, with the young man's lips in her mouth. She didn't even have any scruples for a moment, and her movements deepened.

The young man seemed to be manipulating his movements all the time, even teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, making the fire in his body burn more and more intensely.

It wasn't until he couldn't control it later that he realized that the young man did it on purpose. The fire in his body was so painful that he couldn't stand any teasing, so he could only let go, and secretly kept some distance from Duo Yao.

Wen Jue took a deep breath: "Are you really not afraid at all?"

This villa only needs him and Duo Yao. If he really wants to do something, it is not impossible.

Duo Yao hugged him intentionally, and the two of them got close to each other's chests, with a three-point smile in his tone: "Do you dare?"

The man's whole body was hardened into one piece, as if he was hugging a huge rock. He clearly wanted to eat him, but in the end he could only flick his tail anxiously.

The annoyance of the sealed memory barely dissipated, Duo Yao looked at Wen Jue, as if seeing him a long time ago.

Mistaking him for a ghost, I tried every means to trap him, but every time I chose to give up because it might hurt him.

At that time, Duo Yao didn't have any power in his body. If he really wanted to, he might be able to escape the final investigation by the General Administration of Time and Space and trap Duo Yao in that world forever.

Until the end, he was swallowed by the heavens along with him.

Wen Jue's face was full of feelings and unrelieved pain, because Duo Yao was sweating early in the morning, his mouth was loose, but his hands were tightly closed. Hearing this, his eyes were slightly burning, and he said unpredictably: "Do you think I dare?"

He said, even a little ready to move.

Duo Yao raised his eyebrows, his tone was unclear: "How dare you!"

Wen Jue felt pity in his heart, but his face was displeased: "You took the initiative just now because of Lu Chen?"

Dare to feel that what he just said is like farting in his ears?

Duo Yao laughed angrily: "Get lost!"

Seeing the young man blowing his hair, he began to appease him unhurriedly: "I will tell him, you are my boyfriend now, whoever harass you, just tell me."

"Really?" Duo Yao lowered his voice: "I always feel that someone is on my bed in the middle of the night."

This was an extremely terrifying sentence. For some reason, Wen Jue felt nothing but anger.

He thought of those inexplicable traces on the young man yesterday, and said fiercely: "I know, when I find it, I will definitely not let him go!"

Duo Yao nodded in relief, very good, he wrote down this sentence.

By the way, it's a pity that Tuantuan is not around, otherwise, it can be recorded as evidence.

Wen Jue hugged her in her arms and sat down on the sofa, trying to slow down her breathing, calm down and cool down the emotional tide in her body.

He didn't notice the young man in his arms at all, and quietly put his chin on his shoulder and looked at the corner.

From the moment he opened his eyes, this evil ghost has been quietly following him in human form.

It is no longer the black mist that fills the room, nor is it the peeping in the dark.

It was as if knowing that Duo Yao had recovered all his memories, this separated evil spirit did not lose the madness all over his body, and became extremely well-behaved.

Is it because I remembered something?

Tuantuan and Tiantian used the black mist as a medium, and if the evil spirit took it back, they might get involved in some fragments and remember something.

The worst result is that it is like Duo Yao, remembering everything.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Duo Yao pushed the man who had calmed down but didn't move. Wen Jue's face darkened, she rubbed her fingertips on the young man's waist with nostalgia, and let go of him.

When he was walking towards the main entrance, he saw a very conspicuous portrait and stopped.

When he took another step, he held this dazzling painting in his hand.

Duo Yao supported his head with one hand, and smiled slightly when he saw this scene, and he was looking forward to the scene where these three guys got together.

Lu Chen stood quietly outside the door, his tall and straight figure cast a shadow behind him, his brows were clear and handsome, and his ancient charm was reflected in his temperament. After ringing the doorbell three times, he waited quietly.

There was a sound from the door, Lu Chen lifted his eyebrows slightly.

A painting scroll was thrown head-on. The painting paper was rolled into a cylinder. The force of being thrown out was not small, but the material was not very powerful.

Lu Chen unhurriedly grabbed the scroll facing his face.

He grabbed the painting, his brows and eyes covered with frost, and looked at Wen Jue who was blocking the door.

Wen Jue's jaw tightened, he raised his hand slightly to signal him to look at the painting, and said coldly: "You have got the painting, you can go."

Lu Chen's tone was calm: "Where's A Yao?"

Wen Jue pursed her lips: "In the room, do you have something to do with my boyfriend?"

Lu Chen suddenly raised his eyes, his warm but indifferent eyes were filled with chill: "Ah Yao—let me go in and talk."

Wen Jue took a deep look at him, stopped blocking him, and walked in.

When Lu Chen behind him glanced at the painting, his face was gentle, but when he saw Wen Jue in front, his pupils were cold and dark.

From the moment Lu Chen stepped into the villa, the black mist surrounding the periphery of the world thinned without a trace.

And Duo Yao sat up straight, and casually tapped the sofa under him with his slender and cold index finger.

At this moment——Wen Jue, Lu Chen, and the evil ghost really stood in the same space.

……

Tuantuan quickly noticed the changes in the world, and asked nervously, "Master is coming out soon?"

After the observation, the intelligence brain could not give a definite answer: "I can't be sure, but the Chief Excellency should not be in danger."

Tuantuan stretched its own soft carrier.

Why does it feel that if the master is playful, there must be danger.

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