After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

At ten o'clock the next night, Benben's anxious voice vaguely entered his ears, "Mom, why hasn't Dad woke up yet?"

Lu Rong's eyelids moved, but he didn't open them.

Feng Xinglang leaned over to look at Lu Rong with his eyes closed tightly, and whispered to Benben, "I should wake up soon, let's wait a little longer."

Lu Rong took a deep breath and decided to open his eyes. The moment he saw Feng Xinglang, a subtle feeling unexpectedly arose in his heart.

His mood is very complicated now.

All the memories have been retrieved. When he was doing the mission, Lu Rong only regarded the mission world as a simple game to break through the levels, so he could endure the embarrassing things, but now he is back In reality, when the marriage partner in the "game" receded from the carefully preset mask and appeared in front of him, Lu Rong didn't know how to face it.

His mind went blank for a few seconds, and Lu Rong quickly made a decision. Now that the game is over, he should let go of all the feelings he should have and shouldn't have towards Feng Xinglang, and return to his true self.

"Daddy's awake, Daddy's awake!"

Benben cried out excitedly, and threw himself into Lu Rong's arms.

There was a soft touch on his chest. Lu Rong glanced at the clumsy boy in his arms. He was stunned for a moment, as if recalling something. After a while, he suddenly picked him up, grabbed his face and kissed him twice, "Son, hurry up!" Let me take a good look."

Feng Xinglang stared at the coquettish child in Lu Rong's arms with jealousy, his face turned dark, "Baby, look at me too."

While hugging Lu Rong's neck, Ben Ben sneaked a sympathetic glance at Feng Xinglang, and after receiving instructions from his resentful eyes, he jumped off Lu Rong cooperatively: "Is Dad hungry? I'll go see Aunt Wang's Is the porridge ready?"

Feng Xinglang seized the opportunity to walk to Lu Rong's bed and sat down next to him, "Baby, you finally think of us."

Lu Rong lifted the quilt and stood up, casually smiled at Feng Xinglang, but unknowingly, a layer of hot sweat oozes out from his palms, and said nonchalantly, "It's not a mission now, so stop calling me that, call me Lu Rong. good."

Feng Xinglang approached Lu Rong, "Whether you're on a mission or not, you are my treasure."

"Don't, don't, don't call it that, I'm not used to it and I don't like it." Lu Rong put on his shoes and got out of bed, avoiding his sight seemingly unintentionally, and turned his head to look at the spacious European-style bedroom. He raised his head again and said, "Is this your home? Thank you for asking me to sleep in your bed. I'll go home first."

Feng Xinglang frowned and blocked his way, "You don't need to be so unfamiliar with me, if you feel embarrassed to face me now, at worst it's a new game."

"You think too much, I'm not ashamed of you. I'm leaving, and I'll see Benben in a few days."

"Just looking stupid?"

"It's okay to stop by and visit new friends."

"New friend?" Feng Xinglang's face turned black with anger, and he was about to say something when the nanny knocked on the bedroom door suddenly and said, "The porridge is ready, come over to have some porridge."

"You've slept all day, so it's not suitable for you to eat greasy food. Even if you have to leave, eat some porridge before you leave." Feng Xinglang finished speaking with a gloomy face, and turned to go to the restaurant.

Lu Rong hesitated and followed.

The contents of the stomach had already been digested, and it was fine not to mention eating, but when it came to eating, Lu Rong felt groggy and unable to concentrate, which was obviously a symptom of low blood sugar.

After adding a few bowls of porridge and drinking them up, he rested for another ten minutes. Feeling that his energy had almost recovered, Lu Rong got up and prepared to leave.

Benben quickly grabbed his clothes, "Can't Dad live with me and Mom, why do we have to go?"

Lu Rong touched the child's face and smiled comfortingly: "I'll pick you up in a few days, you stay with you...with Uncle Feng for two days."

"Okay then, dad has to come pick me up and mom quickly."

Lu Rong waved his hand noncommittally and disappeared at the door.

This child has been with him day and night for many years. Lu Rong is very sure that he will never let go of his love for this child. No matter whether it is a game or reality, Benben will always be Lu Rong's son and the most important thing in his life. Indispensable part.

However, at this moment, his feelings for Benben were simple and easy to understand, but he was unable to face Feng Xinglang maturely.

The memories that flooded into his mind were too much and too messy, he couldn't sort out and cut them like a mess, and he couldn't tell where the boundary between truth and falsehood was, and he didn't even know where the balance of his feelings for Feng Xinglang was. How heavy.

After thinking about it at home all day, Lu Rong got a headache the more he thought about it, got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, put on clean clothes, and went straight to the bar to relax.

He is not a frequent visitor to the bar, only when he is in a bad mood, insomnia and upset, he will go to the brightly lit place for a drink or two.Alcohol always helps him get a good night's sleep.

The changing and blurred lights constantly jump from one face to another, and the high-pitched jazz music runs through the entire spacious and enclosed space. This is a bar full of fish and dragons.

Lu Rong ordered a bottle of wine and sat down in a corner. From time to time, he looked up at the reveling crowd on the dance floor, suddenly feeling even more confused, and buried himself in a glass of red wine.

Footsteps sounded from behind, and a strange man walked over with a glass of red wine and said loudly, "Drinking alone is so boring."

Lu Rong glanced at this strange man with a very proud hairline, and was in no mood to pay attention to him.

The bald man sat next to Lu Rong familiarly, "It happens that I'm alone too. It's so-called meeting a thousand miles away by fate. Let's have a few drinks."

"Drink your mother!" Lu Rong was in a bad mood and hated being disturbed the most, so he cursed unceremoniously.

The bald man's face turned hard, but unexpectedly he didn't have an attack. Instead, he got up and walked away with his wine glass in his hands. He sat on the table near Lu Rong and drank by himself, but his eyes looked at the wine glass in Lu Rong's hand from time to time. .

Seeing that he was savvy, Lu Rong didn't bother to talk to him anymore. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After staring at the string of numbers for a while, he realized that Feng Xinglang's mobile phone number was exactly the same as the numbers of the three mission worlds.Lu Rong smiled wryly, read the string of numbers silently and typed them out.

"Feng Xinglang, come to the bar and sit with me. I have something to tell you. I'll send the address to your phone later."

"Honey, look behind me, I'm raising a hand to you."

Lu Rong was stunned, and immediately turned his head to search, and saw Feng Xinglang who was standing more than ten meters away from him with his hands raised, and immediately thought of something, his face darkened, and he roared at the phone, "I'll go, you and I play tracking?"

Feng Xinglang smiled and said, "It just happened to happen."

"I believe you have ghosts," Lu Rong hung up the phone with a mutter, picked up the wine glass and took another sip of wine, frowning suddenly, the taste of the wine changed, with a familiar and strange but not wine Bitter taste, obviously added other ingredients.

After spitting out the strange wine in his mouth, Lu Rong stood up and walked towards the bald man.

The bald man realized that the matter had been revealed, put down his wine glass in a hurry, pushed the table aside with a bang, got up, and rushed towards the crowd. He was about to get into the crowd, but was caught by a big hand with sharp bones.

Feng Xinglang dragged him towards Lu Rong, "Baby, what's wrong with this man?"

Lu Rong didn't speak. He turned around and picked up the half-remaining glass of red wine on his table, and handed it to the bald man's mouth, "You drink it, and I'll pretend nothing happened."

The bald man quickly covered his lips, and his voice faltered: "What are you two doing holding me? If you don't let go, I will call the police!"

"Don't drink it?" Lu Rong's face was gloomy, and he swung the red wine glass and smashed it hard on the man's head, only to hear the glass shatter with a clang, and then fell to the ground crisply, the red wine mixed with blood gradually soaked through the greasy and sparse hair.

Feng Xinglang guessed the cause and effect, the veins on his forehead popped out, he kicked the man fiercely, "Bitch, how dare you drug him? See if I don't beat you to death!"

The security guards who heard the sound quickly stopped Feng Xinglang who was fighting vigorously, and helped the bald man who was rolling on the ground to his feet.

The bald man said bitterly: "Call the police, I want to call the police!"

Feng Xinglang sneered: "Okay, then wait for the police to deal with it."

The bald man didn't expect that Feng Xinglang wasn't afraid at all. He stood with his head covered, but he was timid. He wanted to leave but he carried it because of face. Pushed by the security guards, he hurriedly left along the steps.

Lu Rong threw away the broken foot of the glass in his hand, and was about to speak, Feng Xinglang stepped forward and said, "I will account for the damaged things." As he spoke, he took Lu Rong's hand to check carefully, and found that only the back of the hand was covered with glass shards After making a few small cuts, there was no other injury, so I was completely relieved.

Lu Rong pulled out his hand and said, "It's too boring here, let's go, let's go out and talk for a while."

Feng Xinglang nodded, and walked out of the bar with him.

The night is dyed through by the lights of the city, as bright as day.

The two walked side by side, Feng Xinglang said with a smile: "Honey, I didn't expect you to be so tough."

"There are so many things you didn't expect."

"Oh, tell me."

Lu Rong stopped in his tracks, "Feng Xinglang, you can see clearly, the me in the mission is not the real me at all, and for this sake, I'm just telling the truth, I'm just an ordinary man, with a whole body There is only one second child, there are no other extra organs, and it is impossible to give birth against the sky."

Feng Xinglang laughed lowly, "I understand."

Ignoring his smile, Lu Rong continued, "I'm not some high-altitude flower who is allergic to alcohol, nor are I those little sluts who have no bottom line and act recklessly. Don't get confused."

"Baby, do you know what I really like? No matter when, there is only one thing I like, and that is you who stands in front of me and talks to me. The real Feng Xinglang loves is the real Lu Rong. "

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol, but Lu Rong suddenly felt an indescribable comfort in his heart, as if the boredom that had been suppressed in his heart a second ago turned into an invisible escape.

As soon as the night wind blew, Lu Rong woke up a little bit, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Feng Xinglang, I'm not drunk."

Feng Xinglang reached out and touched his hot cheeks, and gently pressed the tip of his nose against Lu Rong's, "I know."

Lu Rong took a deep breath, smelling the other person's breath so familiarly, couldn't help hugging him tightly, "Let's gamble."

Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice: "What are you betting on?"

Lu Rong winked between his legs, "If your thing is really 18 centimeters, I will lose."

Feng Xinglang was stunned, and quickly blocked his lips. After a while, he reluctantly raised his head, and laughed mysteriously: "Baby, you're doomed."

Under the moonlight, the shadow grows longer and longer.

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I won’t be writing any extra episodes for the time being. As for the 18CM attack, even if I want to prove that I’m powerless~ I love you all, eh?

The next book is Kaiguyan Cookie, and I have already started to save the manuscript, here is asking for advance receipt~

Title: The Little Mermaid's Sweet Pet Daily [Chang Tian]

Copywriting: Legend has it that mermaids are evil and good at adultery. Li Zheng wondered why the little mermaid he picked up was not only not vicious, but delicate and beautiful. !

And then--

Li Zheng looked at the fat little mermaid he had raised, and licked the blue mermaid tail by mistake.

Since then, I have been out of control on the way of masturbating (human) fish...

CP: Gentle, pampering and loyal dog fisherman Gong X is charming and beautiful and crying as a mermaid

Sweet biscuits, you are empty, you may have a baby~

Interested little angels, remember to enter the [Author's Column] and help me collect it~