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

The water vapor is lingering, the fog is transpiring, and there are so many fairyland-like scenes in the devil world.

In the water vapor, when the lazily protruding hand brushed the edge of the bathtub, it added a bit of seductive beauty to this silent place.

The complexion on the hands is white and delicate, and if there is a clear jade light shining on the surface of the skin, the five fingers are slender and every bone in the hand is extremely delicate, just like its owner.

Duo Yao sat up straight with his support, Yurun's shoulder bones were exposed above the water surface, his long black hair dripping with water was sticking to his body, and the slippery water marks lingered on his pale skin for a few times before falling into the water surface.

Infected by the heat, Duo Yao's face was covered with a thin layer of red at the end of his eyes, and the extremely strong beauty became more compelling.

At this moment, the immortal who had escaped from the secular world showed a glamorous and bewitching look, and his eyes were full of romance, captivating the soul.

Duo Yao looked up and tilted his head, calmly glanced at the clothes on the side, gathered the long hair behind him and got up, when the outstretched hand touched the clothes, the fingertips curled up and stopped for a moment, as if nothing had happened. Pick it up and put it on.

Putting it on, Duo Yao stretched out his hand as he walked, stroked an inch of hair with his hand, and took away an inch of moisture from the hair. After letting go, his head was covered with black hair without restraint, shaking gently as he walked.

After the owner's private time, after Tuantuan could finally see the outside world, he rushed out excitedly, jumped and froze immediately.

The owner's long, loose hair fell along the side of the face and fell on the front body. When it was shaken gently, it was indistinguishable from coldness and tenderness. With lowered eyebrows and eyes, it was quiet and well-behaved, and he was carefully arranging the clothes on his body.

But the problem is that the clothes are black, no matter how gorgeous, solemn and complicated the embroidered patterns are, the clothes cannot be called other colors.

The black that cannot be discolored by all colors, the black that can accommodate the mixture of all colors, the deep and domineering... and noble black.

It is the color the owner hates the most.

"Master,...you really wear it."

Tuantuan is not surprised now, but at a loss.

It's like seeing something unbelievable, even if it's in front of you, you can't believe it.

It knows that it may remember everything when it returns to its advanced appearance, but even if it doesn't remember anything now, it still feels a little sad.

It's just a child of destiny in a world, why did the master indulge to such an extent.

Obviously, as long as the owner wants it, it is just a storage fairy, and there is no need to force yourself.

Duo Yao was turning over his cuffs, his eyelashes were drooping all the time, when he heard the words, he replied calmly: "Yes."

He was faintly aware of Tuantuan's sadness, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Tuantuan was even more sad, but he couldn't tell the reason, he just said in a muffled voice, "Black and ugly."

Duo Yao clasped his hands behind his back, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and tilted his head back in a slight arc. His head was full of black hair, which was originally a chic posture, but it was caused by the extreme coldness in the black clothes. His indifference and great dignity.

The white clothes are cool and gentle, which makes people feel in a daze, thinking that Duo Yao should have been born wearing white clothes.

But if he insists on wearing black clothes, people will also have a sense of absurdity in their hearts. The white clothes show goodness and stand high on the altar, and there is no imperfection in it, as compassionate to the world as God.

But the black clothes...have contained everything.

The boundary between good and evil was instantly blurred on Duo Yao.

Duo Yao's eyes were long and calm, as if he didn't understand the emotions expressed by Tuan Tuan, he tilted his head, his black hair let out to one side, and a trace of ignorant emotion appeared on his half-hidden stunning face.

"Tuantuan doesn't like black?"

Tuantuan whispered: "Obviously it's the master, you hate black the most."

Duo Yao shook his head: "I don't hate black."

Tuantuan was even more sad.

The master obviously hates black ones the most, and now he is still cheating on it for a villain.

Tuantuan said stubbornly, "Master hates black the most."

After speaking, he hid back in the space, refusing to show his head or speak.

Duo Yao blinked innocently, called a few times softly, and stood up straight with a helpless smile after not hearing Tuantuan's voice.

He doesn't hate black.

Even, black once became his most accustomed color.

This color is domineering and fierce, and all colors mixed with black can't be seen at all.

Among these colors, red is naturally included.

But among these colors, white must be eliminated.

Yan Shuo waited outside until he was heartbroken, with a cold expression on his face, and kept pacing.Just looking at the appearance, no one would have guessed the anxiety that kept flashing in his heart. The speed of his feet did not increase much, but the strength of each step was gradually increasing.

So after hearing the sound, he immediately turned around to face Duo Yao, and the tightly clenched fist behind his back loosened silently.

Yan Shuo stared at Duo Yao, his eyes suddenly became very clear, like a blind man who suddenly regained his sight staring straight at the sun, even though his eyes were burned, he still refused to look away.

The blind man was terrified that this sudden favor would leave him in the next second.

But Yan Shuo knew that Master was not the sun, and the other party's light would not burn him.

This person is the bright moon that he puts on the tip of his heart. He alone illuminates his heart that is sinking in the mire and sinking deeper and deeper. He has never noticed that his existence has pulled a person out.

Black is very temperamental, but also very domineering.

If there is no irresistible aura, it will be particularly ridiculous.

Duo Yao has a slender figure and tight muscles, but the crown suit is made close to the body, and the narrow curvature of the waist cannot be hidden at all. Just looking at Yan Shuo, one can imagine the beautiful scenery inside.

Wearing black on the master's body, it is extremely noble and stunning. If you change the place, you can accept the worship of all demons and join hands with him to climb to the top.

Sure enough, for a person like Master, neither black nor white can define him.

Wearing the Queen's Crown Clothes on this person is far more stunning than Yan Shuo imagined. In a place like the Devil World, even a little white is dazzling, but the person in front of him is the only exception.

He smiled and greeted Master's warning gaze, without stopping at every step, without hesitation.

The warmth that he didn't understand in the previous life has no chance to come back. No matter whether the intentions behind those actions are good or bad, it seems to be endless suffering when it falls on him.

He struggled to live, not for the high-sounding salvation, no one taught him how to comprehend the tenderness of the world in suffering, only this person in front of him appeared in front of him like gentle and silent care.

He loves this person, so he is willing to keep the last bit of goodwill towards this world, so when a big war breaks out in the world of cultivating immortals, there is room for relaxation.

Even if I'm in hell, I don't want to hug you with blood on my hands.

Yan Shuo's forehead was pressed against by Duo Yao's index finger, knowing that the master meant to refuse his approach, but he clicked lightly, grabbed the hand in front of him and kissed it on his lips.

If it wasn't for fear of scaring the master, he still wanted to kiss each other one by one, and finally seal the bright red.

Duo Yao smiled angrily at the flashing touch on his hand, and wanted to force the young man away with a flick of the fairy power with his fingertips, but unexpectedly, the little bastard did not hide or evaded and went straight to meet him, and resisted the fairy power.

Duo Yao couldn't help but say: "You..."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Shuo embraced his master as he wished, and the light medicinal fragrance made him sniff the neck of the person in his arms obsessively. He stopped his movements only when the tip of his nose touched a ray of silk, and his eyes were full of tenderness. Caressing the master's blue hair over his waist.

The master wearing the crown suit is his devil queen, and is no longer a person from the fairy world.

Duo Yao let the young man sniff around in a good-tempered manner, until he felt an unusual heat, he was startled for a moment, and then quickly reacted with shame in his anger, his calm eyes were broken with a trace of coldness, and his hands But the movement stopped because of the young man's intentional avoidance of that place.

It's normal for Yan Shuo's body to react. Those desires and desires in the previous life have already faded in the bloody training, and after that time, the feeling becomes more and more indifferent.

But now that he is at the right age, with the love in his arms, he can't restrain the unbearable thoughts.

But he couldn't bear it.

Even though the master backed him back again and again, Yan Shuo subconsciously knew that this was the only thing that was impossible.

If you do, you will lose the person in your arms forever.

forever.

Because of this intuition, Yan Shuo dared not reveal his desire no matter how strong it was in front of the master, but this time he couldn't help but lost control.

He tightened his grip and said in a flustered tone, "Master, don't be afraid, I won't..."

Duo Yao was tightly restrained by the young man around his waist, and the damp heat of Yan Shuo's exhaled breath could not stop coming from his neck, and he couldn't hear all the whispered words except the first sentence, and the other hand stroking his hair Trembling slightly.

He tilted his head, feeling a little dazed.

Why are you so scared?Did you notice something too keenly?

Duo Yao hesitated, but still touched the young man's buried head and patted it lightly.

For the sake of being so obedient, I forgive you.

The clothes on the two of them are a set of preparations, the same ink color.

One person tightly bound the opponent's waist, stroking the blue hair with one hand, and the other tentatively touched the head, looking down.

But inadvertently, they formed a hugging posture.

Hongcang stared at the word "Hong" for a long time, until Yun Bai couldn't hide his boast: "My sword is fine."

Yun Bai picked up the horizontal sword and brushed against the blade: "But this sword has not been born for a long time, I don't know how to use it anymore."

Hongcang looked at it for a long time before pointing out the fact that Yun Bai had been hiding all along: "You are dying, your demonic energy is crazily overflowing, and the trapping demon formation doesn't even need me to inject spiritual power to strengthen it."

Yun Bai didn't respond, he became a demon after a battle between immortals and demons, it's not that easy to fool those demon masters who don't know their age, he lives in seclusion and dare not go out to recruit students for fear that they will notice the unfaded sword in his moves meaning.

He can't stay with those demon masters for a long time, and once he is discovered, he will be destroyed, which means that he can't know the orthodox magic cultivation method to alleviate the torture that makes people crazy.

He should have died long ago.

But he hated it, because it was not Tianjimen who actually calculated the prophecy, but him.

It doesn't matter whether it's compensation from heaven, or it doesn't matter if you have extraordinary talent.

The divination of the man of destiny to save the world, Yun Bai understood it by a coincidence that all methods failed.

So it's too much of a coincidence.

As for Yun Bai, he was also one of the contributors in his previous life.

The author has something to say:

This is a two-way rush (I say yes, listen to me!)

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