The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

Chapter 47 1 Kiss

Wiping his head, he walked out of the bathroom. After steaming for almost an hour, Song Yi came out slowly. His whole body was reddish from the smoke, but he happened to take a bath, and he was able to convince himself that it was because of the heat, not... ... embarrassment.

Wrapped in a large bathrobe, Song Yi stepped on the sandals and moved out slowly. Until now, he still didn't dare to look at Fuyun's expression.

It took several times longer than usual to arrive, but the first sight of the destination left him in a daze.

I saw Fu Yun was propping his hands on the coffee table, showing no expression, his right hand was placed above the mouse, as if he was pointing something non-stop, and in front of him was Song Yi's computer.

Song Yi spent two seconds recalling the content on the computer, and then he was horrified to find that it seemed that the page on the computer had not changed since he opened the novel website.

And what's in the draft box?

It's the manuscript of the new article, and the finale of Fu Yunfei's ashes!

As if his whole body was struck by lightning, Song Yi froze, and words like "It's over, it's over, how should I explain" kept ringing in his mind.

He didn't even pay attention to the towel to wipe his hair and dropped it on the floor.

The blue light from the computer on Fuyun's cheeks is obviously reminding him that Zai Zai has probably read all the contents of his novel. Combining the interface and the author's name, it is easy to conclude that Mu Yi is equal to Song Yi. in conclusion.

What would Fu Yun say?what will he do

Will he beat him up and run away from home, or will he directly awaken his talent and skills and ask him to pay the due price?

It's impossible.Song Yi thought so.

He recalled the first time he met Zai Zai, but when a stranger appeared in front of him, Fu Yun couldn't help crying.But today, when the kind and gentle protagonist in the early stage learns his true identity, the first thing he may think of is not to smash the person who created him to pieces.

Instead... cry.

Having just endured Lin Qing's torment a few hours ago, Song Yi's head grew dizzy at the thought that he would soon fall into another offensive of tears.

He racked his brains to think of a good way, at least to stabilize Fuyun first, and then explain slowly, rather than letting him watch his own son cry.

Song Yi rubbed his temples, stretched out a hand and said incoherently: "That, I..."

But just after he said two words, the rest of his speech was blocked in his throat, as if his mind went blank for a moment, and he was stuck, making him unable to continue his lies.

Because, he saw that the eyes of Fu Yun looking directly at him seemed a little... not quite right? ?

The other party must have noticed him very early. During the hour when Song Yi took a bath, he might have gone through the content back and forth, but now Song Yi is going to make up things, and he can't explain why.

I saw that Fu Yun's expression didn't change much, but he narrowed his eyes slightly the moment he saw Song Yi, which sent a dangerous signal.

Immediately, he stood up and walked slowly towards Song Yi's direction.

He was obviously still the "delicate" cub from before, but Song Yi suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Looking at the opponent's footsteps, he couldn't help but follow the movement backwards.

But it was naturally impossible to stop Fuyun who was advancing. After a while, Song Yi was pressed against the corner of the wall, and the whole shadow shrouded above.

In the dark, he could see Fu Yun's face clearly. Even after learning the truth, the other party did not show any expression of hatred or shock. Song Yi was a little confused. According to common sense, shouldn't he be the first to question?

Why, it inexplicably gave him a strong sense of oppression.

Silence after silence.

But Song Yi's back still couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He couldn't tell whether it was fear or nervousness. With his right hand propped on the wall, he furtively glanced at Fuyun in front of him as if cowering, and then said against the pressure: "Well, you Let me explain...um."

There was a warm touch on the lips, and the thick and long eyelashes of the other party were close in front of him, Song Yi suddenly widened his eyes.

If he wasn't dreaming, Fuyun kissed his lips, right? !

Zai Zai's face was close in front of him, even though his mouth was gagged, the first thing Song Yi did was look at his son inappropriately.Because he was too close, he could almost see the small white features on the opponent's face clearly, and the cheeks that did not show any blemishes were the perfect configuration he gave to the opponent.

This is his perfect and most beloved protagonist.

Song Yi's thoughts have almost drifted to the sky, completely forgetting what kind of posture and action he is in now, being tightly imprisoned in his arms.

Until the next second, someone bit his lower lip lightly.

Song Yi:! ! !

Only then did he notice that Fuyun's eyes were open, and when he looked at him at a close distance, the sparkle in his eyes could be seen at a glance, and the light bite just now might be punishing him for not paying attention.

Song Yi's face burned red belatedly, and regardless of his own lips still between the other's teeth, he put his hands on Fuyun's chest and pushed it half-heavily.

The imaginary "forced love" didn't appear, only a small amount of pushing, and Song Yi found that he could easily push Fuyun away.

So much so that his two hands that pushed people were still awkwardly hanging in the air, as if he was accusing his master of his impulsiveness.

Song Yi's head seemed to explode, he couldn't remember what he wanted to say just now, he just repeated over and over again: Why did he kiss me?

The tickling push was not considered a rejection at all, Fu Yun pursed his lips, as if he was tasting Song Yi's taste, his eyes did not hide his emotion, they were shining like searchlights.

The heat on Song Yi's face remained lingering for a long time, and it was difficult to ignore the strong gaze of someone a step away. He spat and stumbled: "...What does this mean?"

"You are Mu Yi." Fu Yun didn't hang on to him anymore, but the declarative sentence he spoke made Song Yi lose his balance.

Song Yi's eyes widened slightly, and his upper and lower lips parted several times, but he found that he couldn't utter the lies that were easy to come by in the past.

He looked at Fu Yun's face with an obviously playful expression, and several big question marks appeared on the top of his head.

"I'm Fuyun, the hero in your novel." Fuyun stood on the spot, writing every word, making the beads on the jade plate in Song Yi's heart scattered all over the place.But the other party was obviously not prepared to let him go so easily, and continued to speak after a pause, "The Bright Continent I am in is just a world created by you. Created by you."

This destined him to be neither loved by his father nor his mother since he was a child, he was bullied all the time, and he had to suffer a lot on the way to school, and the best friend he met before reaching the top became Fuyun's biggest enemy in the end.They fought on the top of the mountain, and then both lost.

But now, Fu Yun knew that he was controlled by someone from the beginning to the end, he had no thoughts, and even his speech and actions could not be controlled by his own NPC.

He shouldn't appear in this world at all, he is just a string of data, a virtual character created by Song Yi's typing, conception, and creation.

When he first learned the truth, Fuyun was also shocked, so he read the content back and forth, and even pulled out the chapters in the draft box, trying to find even the slightest difference.

But it turns out, no.

He completely reproduced the trajectory of "Fuyun", as written in the text - birth and death.

Everything is framed within this small square computer screen, and it only takes the author to type a few words to determine his end.

Fu Yun always thought that his fate was bad, and he didn't take it seriously when he was beaten and scolded by Su Liu since he was a child, because the real winner must go through untold hardships before he can have his own world.

But now the facts tell him that everything is a delusion.

He Fuyun, from the beginning to the end, was prescribed life and death.

If you want him to live, you will live, if you want him to die, you will die.

I can only follow those words in an orderly manner, make actions that conform to the author's conception, and rush to death.

Fu Yun didn't know what expression to put on, even his face was stiff when he saw the draft box.Even if hypnotizing himself is just a coincidence, there is no way to explain why Song Yi knows him so well.

Because the other party is not familiar with his master, but his own creator.

The world view has been shattered, the whole body's energy and blood are surging, Fuyun clenched his fists fiercely, but at a certain moment, he suddenly felt that what he had lost had returned to him.

Slowly gathering strength in the palm, a small ball of blue fire was jumping in the air, his spiritual power has returned!

Fu Yun looked at his palm, then at the computer screen, and frowned silently.At the same time, the dantian luck, the strong spiritual power in it is like an unstoppable underground spring, ready to spew out anytime and anywhere.

Like being suddenly poured a basin of cold water, the thought of destroying the world was instantly extinguished, Fu Yun withdrew his spiritual power, and returned his attention to the computer.

And then, the appearance of Song Yi...and that kiss.

After hearing Fuyun's analysis, Song Yi leaned against the wall, his temple throbbing with pain. He couldn't refute the other party's words at all, because they were all facts, and he had indeed lied to Fuyun.

Song Yi unconsciously became bored with himself, as if he had been deceiving the other party from the beginning to the end, a lie always needs to be covered with more lies, and he concealed many truths invisibly, which also hurt such a good friend. cubs.

He recalled that Fuyun once gave up his spiritual power for him, and he was just a liar full of lies, Song Yi was suddenly out of breath.

This kind of emotion overwhelmed his whole body, and because of this, he forgot the profound kiss just now. His voice was hoarse, intermittently like pulling a bellows: "I'm sorry, I... hey!"

Before the words finished, Song Yi was suddenly picked up by someone, and he wrapped his arms around Fuyun's neck reflexively, trying to see the extra expression on the other's face.

But Fuyun concealed it so well that he couldn't peek at it at all.

The body moved with the opponent's pace, until his back touched Fuyun's chest, Song Yi suddenly reacted.

How did he get hugged to the computer?