I rolled over after parallel worlds merged

Probably because the barrier can only be opened with an invitation letter, there is no gate control at the entrance of the Xiaoyang Building.

The old and thick wooden door was equipped with a black copper handle that needed to be turned hard. Xia Xijin, who had never been to an auction, let alone an underground place, suddenly felt a little nervous.

He pursed his lips, looked at the one who insisted on following, and raised his chin to signal him to go in first.

With his hands in his pockets, Hokuriku was leaning on the tree trunk in a relaxed manner. The not-so-hot sunlight in the morning was shattered on the branches, casting colorful spots on his body, making it difficult to distinguish his expression.

Although Xia Xijin is a character who should be cowardly, she still likes to put on a show occasionally.

It just so happened that "Yan Ke"'s ruthless elite temperament was too eye-catching, relying on the cover of the lens, he looked back at Hokuriku with a meaningful expression without any waves.

It's very strong, very stable, and it can't be seen at all that he wants to find someone to explore the way, such a civilized, educated, courteous three-good boss.

It doesn't matter what the other party thinks, anyway, Xiao Xia thinks so, and is very satisfied with her performance.

After a while, Bei Lu smiled lightly, walked straight towards Xia Xijin, hugged him to his side, and said lightly: "I really don't know what you are here for."

"Follow closely, it's dark inside."

After finishing speaking, he widened the gap that Xia Xijin pushed open, and loud music leaked out from the room immediately.

The humid air mixed with a nicotine-like smell crashed into Xiao Xia's somewhat sensitive nasal cavity, and he couldn't help frowning.

This time, there is indeed a bit of the atmosphere of a nondescript place.

Xia Xijin followed Bei Lu into the front hall. The neon lights in the room were colorful, and five or six bright light balls above his head were spinning wildly, which made people dare to squint their eyes.

The hall was full of people, and the DJ was playing discs on the stage. Xiao Xia, who had never seen this battle before, couldn't help but want to check the time again, otherwise he really couldn't tell whether this group of people were using dancers as morning exercises, or From last night to the sunrise, I still want to continue to play music and dance.

The feet were sticky, probably because the sugary alcoholic drink was spilled on the ground and was not cleaned up in time, Xia Xijin kept muttering "Excuse me", and inevitably looked curiously at the carnival crowd around him.

After all, this kind of thing is really new to him.

Although the excitement in front of me is mostly just an attempt to cover up before showing the main course.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Xia Xijin was about to go up the stairs when Bei Lu stopped him.

The other party did not know when he had already unbuttoned the top two shirt buttons, revealing a large tattoo on the collarbone.

Xia Xijin couldn't see the complete pattern, but judging from the wings and feathers, it should be a bird.

Hokuriku's sleeves were also rolled up to the elbow joints, his forearm muscles were smooth and strong, and his slender fingers pinched a goblet, which was filled with pale yellow champagne with fine bubbles, probably from the road. Came from the bar.

"Go this way." Bei Lu said casually, and by the way grabbed Xia Xijin by the collar, and brought the "social elite" who was still stunned to his side, "You really don't fit in with this environment."

Xia Xijin twitched the corners of her mouth perfunctorily, thinking, you are an unexpected fit for this environment.

The Hokuriku of my own family doesn't need to introduce himself when he goes to that stop, just smile with those beautiful eyes, and the labels of "good boy" and "good student" will automatically find him, and he will die on him stick.

As for the one in front of him, apart from being a little cold when we first met, he is actually quite human.

Xia Xijin stared at the corner of her suit that had been crumpled by him, and sighed softly.

To describe the other party as being familiar with the road with ease, this Hokuriku is as proficient as he is visiting his own back garden.

It's not like the great people's teacher who came here to join in the fun on a whim.

The behind-the-scenes organizers of activities like this repeatedly jumping across legal borders.

[Hello, Mr. Yan Ke, welcome to come, please go to private room No. 3 to take a seat, the auction is about to start, this event is strictly prohibited to leave in the middle, I hope you have a good time. ]

After the two reached the bottom floor along the narrow metal stairs, the mechanical notification sounded again, and a dim glass plank road rose slowly from Xia Xijin's side. Several small rooms were arranged on the left side of the road, and the middle one Above, the doorplate with the number 3 was shining with a dark green light.

Xia Xijin glanced down at random while walking there, and saw that the bottom of the plank road was full of people. Obviously, Tianjie made an appointment for him according to the VIP level, which was separated from ordinary participants. kind of.

The light in the entire venue was very dim, and the private room was not much better. The only light source in the room was the half-dead wall lamp on the wall and the weird candles on the low table.

Xia Xijin took a close look at it for a long time before realizing that it was half-human, half-animal.

The skinny human torso is wrapped in heavy chains, but there are scales on the head, and the huge wings on the back are also folded into a broken posture. Drops of wax oil flow from the gaps in the feathers into the porcelain plate.

It gives people a gloomy feeling, anyway, it is difficult to be happy in this atmosphere.

Bei Lu and he sat down on both sides of the low table. For some reason, the other party who was quite active just now fell silent for no reason. , the rustling conversation of ordinary participants.

However, the other party's reticence was in line with Xia Xijin's wishes. After the simple conversation before, no matter how insensitive he was emotionally, he could somehow come up with something.

The Beilu in the dream may have an unusual relationship with Yan Ke.

Whether it's the encrypted files in the Tianjie system, or the first sentence the two said when they met, or the "ambiguity" on the road that needs to be questioned, they all remind Xia Xijin that his dream seems to have emotional lines up.

Although Xiaoxia doesn't quite understand why a good life-winner CEO persona doesn't concentrate on his career and enjoy life, but instead pulls himself to post jokes about "you love me, I don't know if I love you or not".

But he couldn't understand why the subconscious mind chose Hokuriku as the object of this emotional entanglement, and his own children were seriously off track.

But it's not a big problem!

It's normal to dream, to be bizarre and illogical.

Compared with the novelty hunt I experienced in the mirror this morning, and the painful memories of the previous two dreams, it is nothing compared to the personality change of Xiao Beilu who seems to be in love.

Anyway, thousands of mistakes are all his fault.

Seriously thinking about whether he is under too much work pressure and is about to become a psychopath because of his mother's single life, Xia decided to finish this section and put the plan of seeing a doctor that was carelessly put aside a while ago on the agenda again.

I always think about these messy things!

Hokuriku quietly stared at the empty display stand in front of him, wondering what he couldn't figure out, anyway, he was pensive.

After Xia Xijin had finished reflecting on her life attitude of being upright in reality and crooked in dreams, she began to frantically tap the "Tianjie Mobile Terminal" tied to her wrist.

Even now, even a fool can see that Tianjie, the artificial mentally handicapped person, suddenly went into hibernation as if fleeing in fear of guilt, and it wasn't at all that he was wronged and went to find a glass heart in a corner.

It definitely knew that there would be problems with this auction, deliberately tricked itself, and then dropped the pick.

Xiao Xia looked around at the rather "hardcore Gothic" horror-themed suite, and became more and more convinced of this conjecture.

This has nothing to do with the fun day trip he wanted!

It is worth suing it for fraud.

As for the purpose of Tian Jie's tricking him in, Xia Xijin didn't know.

I can't see the plot of some AI □□ trying to destroy the master.

He didn't believe that he attended the meeting honestly, left the venue honestly, no one would be offended, and a chaotic and evil version of Nezha in the real world would pop out from the crowd, and he would fly up to pick his dragon's tendons without saying a word.

Suddenly, a bunch of follow-up lights hit the stage, and the chirping communication downstairs suddenly disappeared, and an uncle with beards came to the center fiercely.

The host twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to put on a kind expression on that unfriendly face, but it really had little effect.

"Although he has a smile on his face, his vicious demeanor still looks like he is carrying a few lives on his back" to a very small extent.

"Good morning, distinguished guests. In view of the frequent anonymous reports by investigators who have been mixed in recently, the real objects will not be exhibited throughout this auction, and the names of the items will also be blurred to a certain extent. I hope you understand .”

"Although the actual objects cannot be displayed, the quality of the auction items is absolutely guaranteed. Boss Gao has been in this business for nearly 20 years, and he will not do anything to damage his own brand."

"Of course, the transaction can only be completed on the basis of mutual trust between the two parties. If there is any fellow who cannot accept this formal adjustment, he can leave now."

Although the words in his mouth were respectful and humble, but with the host's fierce and burly temperament, the friendly negotiation could not be seen, but the threat was vividly interpreted.

Xia Xijin hesitated for a moment, because she didn't really want to see this market anymore.

But before he had time to get up, a burst of warm breath fell on the side of his neck unexpectedly, Xia Xijin was taken aback, and his back immediately stiffened and straightened.

A teasing chuckle sounded in his ear, it was Hokuriku who had moved a chair next to him and sat down at some point.

The distance between the two was so close that Xia Xijin could even imagine Beilu's pulling upwards inch by inch from the itchy sensation on his skin. His mind went blank, and he even forgot that he should speak out in time to stop it.

The ventilation system in the small dark room was really bad. Xia Xijin made a swallowing movement unconsciously, only feeling the scorching heat of the airflow brought by the other party, which made the oxygen in the room sticky.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Xia, who managed to regain her voice after being frightened, asked nervously.

Lonely men and widowed men, small black rooms, underground secret clubs, suspected emotional entanglements.

The elements of forced love were suddenly gathered together inexplicably.

Although she has never been in a relationship, Xia Xijin, who has vaguely seen between the lines of literary works and female colleagues, is a little flustered.

Come on, the life winner of the career batch upgrades to a dream, and turns into a midnight sex dream in seconds? ?

This is not possible.

Xiao Xia, who had a false alarm in Cold Spring, the forbidden area of ​​Jianzong, didn't really want to practice adult sex this time.

Especially the other party has the same face as the cheap brother.

When I wake up at that time, I won’t have the confidence to eat six in a row if I eat the cinnamon buns made by Little Hokuriku!

But to Xia Xijin's pretentiously calm inquiry, the bold and coquettish version of Hokuriku did not make any response, and still maintained a "sexy and polite" posture that was posted but not completely posted. He rubbed the side of his neck earnestly at a distance.

It didn't look like he was preparing to play hooligans, but rather like he was sniffing something.

"Are there any friends who need to leave?" The host's ultimatum came from the stage.

I really regret that Xia Xijin, who joined the fun, decided to seize the opportunity and was about to stand up, but unfortunately, she was pushed back by the shoulders of the person next to her after she was away from the chair for half a second. in situ.

"It's about to start, where are you going?" Hokuriku asked, and moved his head away, widening the subtle distance between the two, as calmly as if he wasn't the one who made the transgressive move just now.

While the candlelight was flickering, he couldn't see his specific expression clearly, but Xia Xijin vaguely felt that the other party's mood suddenly became extraordinarily happy.

"Suddenly I don't really want to buy things anymore. Let's go. I'll ask you to do something else." Seeing that the other party didn't want her to leave, Xiao Xia, who was easily controlled by the oppressive feeling, expressed her willingness tactfully.

However, Bei Lu stared at Xia Xijin indifferently, as if he was looking at some interesting new toy. He was not willing to look away until the host on the stage announced that the auction had officially started.

Xiao Xia, who had no choice but to honestly wait for the end of the two hours of torture, couldn't say anything. He slumped in his spacious seat with no love in his life, and didn't even bother to look up when the first exhibit was pushed up.

Obviously, the Hokuriku in the dream is neither obedient nor cute, and enjoys the process of making Xia Xijin unhappy.

A hand with a slightly warmer temperature suddenly touched the back of Xia Xijin's neck, and without giving him a chance to shrink his neck and shrug his shoulders, the other party picked out a strand of hair from the root of his hair and squeezed it. Repeatedly rubbing on the fingertips will bring a slight itchy tingling.

There was obviously excitement in Hokuriku's voice, but it still sounded cold. The careless bewitchment was hidden under the indifferent tone, which made people feel intimacy, just like being touched by a sharp blade. , the intention to threaten is more serious.

He said lightly: "Look up, you're going to miss the interesting part."

"Concentrate."

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