Congratulations on Your Successful Escape - Chapter 151

Chapter 151

Mo Yi unrolled the crumpled slip of paper in his hand, and the fine dust fell down. I saw the scribbled scribble on the paper:

“Your kiss is spring medicine, your mouth is a medicine bottle, are you from the black abyss, or come from the stars?”

It’s two lines of unknown meaning again.

He frowned slowly, carefully looking at the faint handwriting on the note, while searching for relevant traces in his memory.

But what remained in my mind was only some vague impressions, so Mo Yi basically found nothing.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, folded the note carefully and carefully, tucked it into the small pocket inside the backpack, and put it with the note found behind the oil painting frame in his room.

After he had done all this, he looked up and found that Wen Yan was standing beside him, staring at himself tightly.

Mo Yi was taken aback.

His gaze shifted from Wen Yan’s bright, light-colored eyes to the tip of his red ears hidden in his black hair, and then he later remembered his impulsive actions in front of everyone.

Mo Yi’s calm and self-sustaining face was also a little embarrassed for a moment. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to explain something.

But the first vague syllable has not yet exited, Wen Yan took a big step forward, shortening the distance between the two in an instant, and then reached out and caught Mo Yi’s jaw, kissed fiercely.

Mo Yi felt only a pain in his lips, and the cold soft kiss and the burning rapid breath hit him all at once, and the faint rusty smell of who belonged to it permeated between the lips and teeth.

Different from the fierce and fierce action just now, Wen Yan’s movements became softer, licking and rubbing Mo Yi’s lips like a small animal, as if he was afraid of refusing to be cautious.

Mo Yi sighed in her heart, then slowly opened her teeth, and gently sucked Wen’s lower lip in response.

Wen Yan’s breath suffocated, and then kissed back more excitedly.

The slight water stains on the lips and tongue, accompanied by rapid and disordered breathing, appear clear and sensational in the quiet room.

After the long kiss ended, Mo Yi pressed Wen Yan’s neck to pull the distance between them slightly, and then stared at Wen Yan’s close face.

His pale complexion was covered by the deep reddish halo, and even the corners of his eyes were stained with red. The light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and the predator-like fierce eyes held Mo Yi tightly, his breath was short And disorder.

Wen Yan’s fingers pressed on Mo Yi’s shoulders tightened slightly, and her body leaned forward slowly, and she pressed her cold forehead gently against Mo Yi’s slightly sweaty forehead, and then asked with a very low voice:

“… Aren’t you indifferent to me, right?”

Mo Yi sighed slowly-the number of sighs that he had sighed more than a few times since he met Wen Yan-and then replied with compromise:

“of course.”

He held down the cold and soft skin on the back of the neck with his fingers, and stroked his thumb gently along the sharp curve of his jaw, but replied with a low and light voice:

“… Otherwise you can sleep in my room?”

Wen Yan’s breathing became quicker, and the light gray eyes were as bright as stars and moons, which almost made Mo Yi unable to bear it.

But he must say–

“But I feel for you, it doesn’t mean that there is no gap between us-so I’ll just say …”

Mo Yi paused, and slowly took a step backward. The dark eyes regained the usual calmness and reason. He sighed and said in a steady and cold voice:

“If you know me as you say, you must find out what I’m doing.”

Wen Yan watched him and nodded slowly. Although they couldn’t make their words clear, they both understood Mo Yi’s voice outside the painting—he was dealing with the game.

Wen Wen, it’s a coincidence-it’s part of the game.

I only heard 宸 whispered and asked:

“Do you want to be clear about this, does it mean … that you trust me more?”

Mo Yi took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and stared straight at Wen Yan:

“Yes.”

Not a little, but a lot.

This also means that before the implementation of the plan, he exposed his plan and hole cards for the first time, and the other party may still be a person who is opposed to him and even stronger. For Mo Yi-this is almost like exposing his own Control surrendered.

Wen Yan stared at him with a slight smile on his face:

“Your wish is the meaning of my existence.”

Mo Yi’s breathing was slightly stagnant, and when Wen Yan came forward, he gently printed a cold kiss on his lips, but it was hot and hot as if it were a brand. He murmured like a whisper:

“I will help you.”

Mo Yi lowered her eyelashes, covering the expression in her eyes, and pressed her fingers on the back of Wen Yan’s neck harder, almost whitening. His face was quiet, his voice was astringent, and he could barely hear the original sound:

“Even … that means, you will disappear?”

Wen Yan reached out and slowly surrounded Mo Yi. The cold and loose atmosphere surrounded him like a heavy rain. His voice was low and gentle, as if he swore:

“——Even if it means I will disappear.”

Mo Yi stuck his jaw in Wen Hua’s sunken shoulder socket, his hands around his wide back, and his arms tightened slightly.

He lowered his eyes. Gently asked: “Do you believe me?”

Wen Xun nodded, and his stiff jaw struck Mo Yi’s back, and he hesitated without hesitation.

Mo Yi pushed Wen Wen away and gently lifted his lips to evoke a cold and arrogant arc:

“That’s good.”

He raised his hand and squeezed the thin tip of his ear, watching the small piece of cold and clean skin become red and hot at his fingertips, and then slowly said, “–you will not disappear.”

Wen Yan’s eyes stared at him without hesitation, and gently asked, “So, have you promised me to be your boyfriend?”

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled, “No.”

He squeezed his chin and sniffed, and kissed his pale lips gently: “But wait until the game is over, maybe.”

The radian of the corner of Wen Yan’s lips could hardly be suppressed. A pair of eyes stared at Mo Yi intently and softly, as if watching the entire world.

Mo Yi turned his head subconsciously to stagger Wen Yan’s eyes, but his eyes fell on the oil painting hanging in the doorway of the room inadvertently.

He froze for a moment, then frowned thoughtfully.

Wen Yan followed the sight of Mo Yi and saw that the woman on the oil painting looked like a swan-like neck, and the blood stains became wider. Now it looks like a blood-red ribbon The ground was wrapped around the white and slender limbs, as if you could see the blood of crickets flowing out of the flat wound.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes, and then slowly reached out and gently touched the canvas-a wet touch on his fingertips, he looked at his fingers, only to see that his fingertips were stained red.

I don’t know if it was paint or blood.

Mo Yi froze, seemed to think of something, and then pulled out the note found after this painting from his backpack and meditated: “A headless corpse is on a thirsty pillow, like a stream. , Flowing red and active blood … “

He looked at another note and looked around the scribbled handwriting:

“Do you come from the black abyss, or come from the stars?”

Mo Yi’s eyes sank. He looked up and said to Wen Yan:

“I need to see the oil painting in the newcomer’s room.”

After finishing, he turned his head to open the door, and walked along the long and dim corridor a little hurriedly in the previous direction, Wen Wen stepped behind him.

They quickly reached the door of that room.

The light in the room was still on, the door was wide open and not closed, and the cold and sweet smell and **** smell permeated the corridor.

Mo Yi slowed down, slowly entered the room, his gaze swept across the bed, and the dark, coke-like body was dazzling under the light.

He retracted his gaze, and then turned to look at the oil painting near the door of the room. When he was in this room, the situation was too chaotic and complicated. In addition to the role of light and shadow, Mo Yi had not seen the picture before. What exactly is being painted? This is the first time he has looked at the painting carefully.

I saw the dark and thick picture frame with golden silk threads, and a few simple still lifes painted on the canvas. The silky tablecloth was laid on the back of the picture and below the still lifes.

In the center of the picture are several scattered bottles and plates, with an apple half eaten.

The most eye-catching is the tipped glass bottle at the corner of the canvas. The delicate and thick bottle body reflects the colorful light under the light, and the rich and deep black liquid flows down the bottle mouth, and the almost asphalt-like texture is on the desktop Flowing up.

Mo Yi reached out and gently touched it, the rough canvas made a slight sound as he moved–

He looked at his fingertips and saw a light layer of black paint on it.

It looks as if the potion poured from the picture has been directly stained.

As if Mo Yi finally confirmed the guess in his heart, he slowly exhaled, then turned his head slightly to look at Wen Yan, and asked, “Do you remember the hint of the start of the game?”

Wen Yan nodded.

Mo Yi watched the black paint on his finger, twisted his fingertips gently, and murmured:

“Only the faded sketch of that tricolor pencil, like me, fades away in loneliness.”

He took a deep breath and said, “In Baudelaire’s day, three-color sketches were very fashionable sketch types at that time, and a total of three colors were used: black, red and white.

Mo Yi raised her eyes and said, “Now it’s black.”

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