Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 257. Extra Story: Wei Lan (37)

This is the anti-theft chapter. At the end of the game, the two of them ignored the poker, but leaned on their chairs and talked, complaining about their inner unhappiness.

Jiang Mochen didn't understand very much, "Do you think I am obsessed with ghosts, otherwise why would I like someone so aggrieved?"

Yan Qingchi knew that he was talking about Xiao Bailian, after thinking about it, he could only reply, "Probably."

Jiang Mochen was silent for a while, then suddenly turned to him and asked, "Have you ever liked anyone?"

"No." Yan Qingchi denied it habitually, and Jiang Mochen snorted, "You are not authentic, you just broke up with your boyfriend."

Yan Qingchi said in his heart that he is not my boyfriend.

However, talking about this matter will involve his own time travel, so he smiled perfunctorily, "We broke up, and I don't like it anymore."

Jiang Mochen was also really a little drunk, so he didn't hold on to him any longer, and nodded with a "hmm" and said, "Yes, I don't like it for a long time."

Yan Qingchi turned his head to look at him, and saw a bit of confusion in his face, muttering, "I don't like it anymore."

"Then remember what you said."

"Of course I remember," he turned his head to look at Yan Qingchi, "I still remember that we got the certificate today."

After he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, walked directly in front of Yan Qingchi, and hugged him, "Go, it's time for us to bridal chamber."

Yan Qingchi originally wanted to struggle to get down, but when he heard this, he was stunned, "What did you say?"

Jiang Mochen turned around and took a few steps, threw him on the bed, and began to unbutton his shirt, "What else can I say, we're married, so it's time to fulfill our husband and wife obligations."

Who wants to fulfill your husband and wife obligations with you! ! ! Yan Qingchi almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He rolled around on the bed and got out of bed. Seeing that he was about to slip, Jiang Mochen took a step with his long legs and grabbed him, "Why, dare you get married and dare not drive."

"You're already drunk, and you want to drink and drive?" Yan Qingchi looked down, didn't he say that having **** after drinking is nonsense.

Jiang Mochen saw his gaze, and he had a rare connection with him, "You can try it, see how drunk I am, and whether I can drink and drive."

"One drop of wine for the driver, two tears for relatives." Yan Qingchi tried to persuade him.

Jiang Mochen had a gentle look on his face, "Don't worry, your relatives will never cry twice, and if you die, you will cry twice."

Yan Qingchi struggled and said, "Look, you also learned how to draw from me."

Jiang Mochen snorted, "That counts?"

"Of course it counts! Although it's not official, you can be a teacher for a day and be a father for life. You can't treat your father like this."

"When we drive to the edge of the city, please remind me of this, Dad."

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "Why don't you listen to advice."

Jiang Mochen pulled him back and pressed him firmly under him, "You don't listen."

After he finished speaking, he began to unbutton Yan Qingchi's clothes.

Yan Qingchi pressed his hand, "The last question, can you accept us once?"

Jiang Mochen leaned closer to him, his lips were almost close to his lips, and he said, "Baby, I can accept that I come a few more times a night."

Yan Qingchi understood, he let go of his hand, spread it to both sides, and put on a look of generosity to die, "Come on, let's make a quick decision."

Jiang Mochen felt that he was really a little drunk, but he still thought Yan Qingchi like this was cute, he patted Yan Qingchi's face, "That's a bit difficult."

Facts have proved that what Jiang Mochen said is still very informative. When he came down from Qiuming Mountain and returned to the center of the city, Yan Qingchi lay on the bed, feeling the fatigue of his body, and deeply felt that Jiang Mochen was indeed worthy of being the protagonist in the book, and he had the halo of being a good protagonist.

Jiang Mochen turned on the light, and saw that the quilt was slanted around his waist, and there were obvious hickey marks scattered on his tender skin, like petals on the snow. Yan Qingchi squinted his eyes under the light, his black hair sticking to his face with sweat, very beautiful and gorgeous.

He tossed people like this by himself. Now that the car battle was over, his conscience realized that he couldn't help slowing down his tone, and asked softly, "Do you want me to carry you to rush?"

Yan Qingchi looked at him with a face full of ghosts, he sat up, but suddenly thought of something and looked back at Jiang Mochen, "So you're done fighting, right?"

"Do you still want to continue?" Jiang Mochen smiled.

Yan Qingchi stared at him, then suddenly stepped forward and pushed him, "It's not impossible."

Jiang Mochen never thought that he would really plan to practice what he said before, but he felt speechless for a while, and pushed the person from his body to his body on the spot, "I thought you were tired, but it seems that you are still very tired." If you have energy, you can do it again."

Yan Qingchi said in his heart that it was natural, how much physical strength was consumed by such night activities, especially when he was still lying down, but it was his first time, so he still felt a little strange. Therefore, I had no choice but to reach out to help Jiang Mochen's waist, and said with a smile, "Where is it, let's rest, you have worked hard."

Jiang Mochen acted like a good boy, "It's not hard work, if you want, it's worth the hard work."

"How can I be willing to do this." Yan Qingchi cooperated, "It's better to rest, it's getting late, and it's time to sleep."

As he spoke, he moved to the side and slowly got off the bed.

Jiang Mochen was a little worried when he saw him walking towards the bathroom with his back supported, "You really don't want my help?"

As soon as Yan Qingchi turned around, he saw that he was about to come down, so he quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I know it myself, so I will do it myself."

Jiang Mochen paused for a moment when he heard the words, he raised his eyebrows, "Yo, it looks like he's an old driver, very skilled." Before, he lied to himself that he never liked anyone! fraud!

Yan Qingchi listened to his yin and yang, and said helplessly, "I've never eaten pork, and I haven't seen pigs running. You found out that you like boys and didn't read related books. You haven't read that kind of cough cough later. The little yellow book."

"Just looking?"

"I have said that although I am good-looking, I am not deceiving. Don't think that people are as dirty as you."

"Why am I dirty, can I just take a look?"

Now it's Yan Qingchi's turn not to believe it, "You? Just look at it? Don't practice it?"

"I keep myself clean."

"I think your eyes are higher than the top."

Jiang Mochen picked up the pillow and threw it at him.

Yan Qingchi dodged and dodged, laughing, "Still furious." Seeing that Jiang Mochen was about to explode again, he hurried to the bathroom, and quickly closed the door while the other party was gnashing his teeth.

Yan Qingchi turned on the shower, took a quick shower, and endured the shame to get the stuff out of his body. He wiped his hair with a bath towel, then dried it with a hair dryer for a while, and walked out when it was almost half dry.

"Did you change the sheets?" As soon as he got into bed, he found that the sheets on the bed seemed to have been changed.

Jiang Mochen made a "hmm" sound, handed out the bedside medicine, and said a little embarrassedly, "Here you are."

Yan Qingchi took it, placed it on the head of his bed, pulled the quilt over, and got in.

"I gave it to you to let you watch it?" Jiang Mochen felt that his little patience would be consumed by the people around him sooner or later.

"I just checked and there is no injury, so there is no need to use it."

"Really?"

"It's true."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Mochen stopped insisting, turned off the light, and lay down.

In the dark night, there was a moment of silence between the two of them.

Yan Qingchi was also a little sleepy at the moment, said "good night", turned around, turned his back to him, and fell asleep.

Only Jiang Mochen was left with his eyes open in the dark night, and after a long time, he slowly closed them.

Damn it!

Yan Qingchi looked at the situation in front of him, a little puzzled, he listened to the agent next to him saying to himself, "Don't be too sad, Song Li is now the boss's new love, and he cut off his beard. Don't be ashamed, just look away."

Yan Qingchi nodded, and continued to sort out the information in his mind.

The agent saw that although he looked confused, he didn't seem to have any overreaction, so he patted him on the shoulder, "Then I'll go first, you can go back by yourself."

Yan Qingchi still nodded absently.

Until reaching the intersection, almost running a red light, and being scolded by the driver, Yan Qingchi woke up like a dream, looking at this strange world, so, did he time travel?

No, to be precise, he transmigrated into a book, into a vulgar BL novel. Yan Qingchi walked to the bench beside the road and sat down, quietly sorting out the information he had just received. If the information he received is correct, then he should somehow have transmigrated into a cannon fodder male supporting role in a danmei novel that he had read before but hadn’t finished reading. It's different, and the fortunes are also a thousand miles away.

In the book, the original owner's grandfather and Gong's grandfather are best friends, so after the original owner's younger sister was born, they made a baby marriage with the original owner's family. A man also likes a little Bailian who treats him as a spare tire. Can Gong's parents bear it? Of course not, so he remembered the marriage contract with the original owner's sister, and Gong naturally refused. Gong's parents took second place and turned their thoughts on the original owner, but Gong said on the spot that he, Jiang Mochen, just didn't get married and was single all his life.

However, not long after he finished his ruthless words, Xiao Bailian went abroad to find his sweetheart, leaving Gong to wander alone in X City. Lonely and cold Gong finally saw the reality clearly at this time. In order to calm down, he walked towards Zhenxiang Avenue and agreed to conclude the marriage contract between Jiang and Yan. It was only because of sexual orientation that the marriage partner had to change from the original owner's sister to the original owner. , Of course, all of this is based on - if the original owner is willing.