Every time you travel, the painting style is unique [Quick Transmigration]

My name is Jane Mo.Simple Jane, silent Mo.I am 25 years old and work in a milk tea shop.

There are only me and the boss in the shop.

The owner has a nice name, Mingyuelou.Well, he is my boyfriend, currently living together.

I forgot everything before I met him.

But that doesn't matter.Because of his existence, my every day is so perfect.

He is responsible for perfection, and I am responsible for making it.

***

The bathroom light was on.Sweet cries faintly leaked from the door.

"Let go... let go..."

"Hold on a little longer, dear."

"It's really too bad...to..."

"What?"

"Don't, don't move!...don't move anymore...ah—!"

After a burst of intermittent sound of water, there was a much more obvious sobbing sound than before from inside the door, as well as faint cursing, but it was quickly covered by the sound of rushing water.

The sound of running water stopped, the door opened, and Jian Mo took Mingyuelou, who was still sobbing and unable to stand still, from the bathroom back to the bedroom, dug the person out of the quilt, and prevented him from hiding himself and pressing on him Gently rubbing the corners of his reddish eyes, he lowered his head to suck away the little water splashes hanging there, "You look so beautiful just now."

Mingyuelou stared at him fiercely with red eyes: "Pervert!"

Jian Mo completely took these two words as a compliment, and asked in a low voice, "Have you never felt so comfortable?"

Mingyuelou kicked him, forcibly pushed him off his body, wrapped him in a quilt and ignored him.

Jian Mo entangled her from behind, shaking Mingyuelou and her quilt in her arms with both hands and feet, calling "Yuelou Yuelou", like a child coquettish with her mother.

Mingyuelou was entangled by him so much that his face turned from shame to anger, and in a certain second, he broke through completely, and laughed.Jian Mo knew he was smiling, so she immediately stopped and half stood up to look at him.Mingyuelou had a serious face for a second.

Jian Mo lowered her head and kissed him hard on the side of the face, turned him over and flattened him, "Still pretending?"

Mingyuelou turned his head and pretended to be angry, Jian Mo pushed the quilt away to tickle him, the two made a fuss on the bed, and finally ended with Mingyuelou yelling to admit defeat.The two were panting and stacked on top of each other, the small orange lamp by the bed was emitting a dim and soft light, and the room was quiet.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

"Well, good. Good night, Yuelou." Dear.

"Good night, Xiao Mo."

Mingyuelou was too tired from his torment, and soon fell asleep. Jian Mo was still lying sideways beside him, counting his eyelashes with the little orange light, and never tired of it.

***

When the small orange light went out and another long breath sounded, Mingyuelou woke up.

When Jian Mo fell asleep, he was like a heartless child, even thunder could not wake him up.Mingyuelou was not worried that Jian Mo would wake up, but she got off the bed lightly, left the bedroom barefoot, and nestled down on the single sofa by the window in the living room.

Before he could sit still, he jumped up suddenly—they had just finished playing difficult poses on it two hours ago, and the place was a mess and hadn't been cleaned up yet.

Recalling part of the scene inappropriately in his mind, Mingyuelou pulled the sofa cover aside with hot cheeks, exuding an aura of shame and anger all over his body.

"Beasts!"

However, no matter whether it is a pervert or a beast, he taught it by himself.

Two years ago, when Jian Mo first opened her eyes, her perception of everything was no different from that of a newborn.Everything about Jian Mo was taught to him bit by bit by Ming Yue Lou.

It has been two years.

Mingyuelou nestled down on the sofa, resting his head on the back of the sofa, looking at the moon outside the window.

He took off all his auras, and changed from a genius admired by thousands of people in the capital's Academia Sinica to a small boss selling milk tea in a border town.Two full years.

Jian Mo is no different from ordinary people now. Mingyuelou requested to end the mission and be transferred back to his original post, but was rejected by his superiors.

He will continue to stay here.

Play as Jane Mo's boyfriend.

He thought that if the transfer order came down and he was allowed to leave now, maybe he would feel sad, and when he returned to the courtyard, he might still think of the past two years in the dead of night.

But now that the application has been rejected, the expectation that had sustained him for two years and swelled to its peak was ruthlessly smashed like a bubble, disappearing without a trace, which made him very irritable.

Mingyuelou believes that he has perfectly completed the task assigned by the superior.But the higher ups didn't admit it.Not admitting it, but not giving a clear statement.Just like when he was sent here, completely ignoring his personal will.

Mingyuelou didn't know how long he would stay in this place.

One year is fine, two years is fine.Mingyuelou took it as a long vacation for himself, and fell in love by the way, filling in the blanks in his life history.

Mingyuelou is not indifferent.It's just that he's a deep closet.

Although homosexuality has not been a shameful sexual orientation for a long time, it cannot be blatant.Especially in places like Academia Sinica that are full of academic antiques.Mingyuelou has to be a man with its tail between its legs.

But he doesn't care.Because there's really nothing to like.As a two-dimensional tormented rotten boy, Mingyuelou knew very well from the age of 16 that, based on his own criteria for choosing a mate, there was a 99.99% possibility that he would be an orphan.

So when encountering this 0.01%, Mingyuelou, who was originally annoyed because of the mandatory task, suddenly felt better.

A handsome man with a perfect appearance as if he came out of Two-dimensional.

What's even more exciting is that it is a bare machine with top-level configuration, and Mingyuelou can set it to its own liking according to its own preferences.

A perfect boyfriend that can be customized by yourself is simply too amazing.

Jian Mo, who just woke up, is like a chick that just broke out of its shell, and whoever it sees at the first sight is its mother.Of course, he doesn't necessarily regard Mingyuelou as his mother, but it is true that he is particularly attached to Mingyuelou and listens to Mingyuelou's words.

The first time when Jian Mo was lured to bed, Mingyuelou was filled with a sense of guilt of "weixie children" or "father and son chaos".However, from halfway through the process, Jian Mo, who learned everything very quickly and was able to draw inferences from one instance, completely dispelled Mingyuelou's guilt, leaving only "it's too late to regret".

The "child" is addicted to eating sugar, pestering Mingyuelou for candy every day, and Mingyuelou suffers from kidney pain.

And "children" are very ghostly.Mingyuelou, who had never been a father, "brought a baby" for the first time, and it was still such a big one. For the first three months, every day was a mess, and Mingyuelou, who thought he was well-trained, almost didn't tear himself up several times. The perfect mask, yelling at Jane Moore hysterically.The reason why he didn't yell or yell is because every time the "child" sees something wrong, he will forcefully throw himself down on Mingyue Tower to ask for sugar.

Mingyuelou, as a gentle scientific research worker, has nothing to do with her "son" who looks weak but is full of brute force.

Fortunately, Jian Mo's growth rate is astonishing. In just half a year, his mind has grown from a newborn to the level that a young man in his twenties should have.

But this is far from enough for Mingyue Tower.

If he wants to be the man of Mingyuelou, he must be good enough, even more perfect than him.

Guided by precepts and deeds of Mingyue Tower, Jian Mo's gestures are full of noble son's style.But no matter how beautiful the outside is, the inside is still empty.

Of course Mingyuelou can teach, and he believes that with Jianmo's learning ability, he will soon surpass himself.

Jian Mo will become a man enough to be admired by Mingyuelou.

It's a pity that Mingyue Tower can't teach - if he wants to expand Jian Mo's capacity, he has to let Jian Mo see a wider world.Otherwise, Jian Mo's growing curiosity due to the increase in knowledge cannot be satisfied.And Jian Mo was not allowed to leave this small town that was used to monitor him.

This is an unsolvable paradox.

Jane Mo is a prisoner.Mingyue Tower, the jailer in charge of guarding the prisoners, was grounded here together.

For a person like Mingyuelou whose pursuit of the spiritual level is far higher than the pursuit of the material level, a person who is gorgeous on the outside and empty on the inside cannot satisfy him for a long time.Not only did he lose the opportunity to talk to higher intelligent creatures, but he also lowered his dimension and turned himself into a paramecium. He was clearly kept in a small culture medium, but he thought this was the whole world.

Mingyuelou is not crazy because he feels that the mission will end soon, and soon he will be able to leave this small space and return to the circle he should be in.

But that curt reply destroyed all his hopes.

For a moment, he almost gritted his teeth and thought that his perfect plan for life was ruined by this bastard named Jian Mo.

He wants to live with this bastard in this kind of border town for the rest of his life, until he dies of old age? !

Mingyuelou didn't know how terrified his face was when he was thinking about this question, and Jian Mo, who came in to bring him coffee, almost dropped his cup in fright.

He asked what happened to Mingyuelou, Mingyuelou immediately showed a perfect smile and said, nothing.

So Jian Mo repeated the old trick and dragged Mingyuelou onto the bed.

Comfort is real comfort, stimulation is real stimulation, and when holding that rigorously calculated and exquisite body in his arms, he is also really satisfied.Mingyuelou sincerely thinks that he had Jian Mo once, and since then he has looked down on others even more.

But how high the tide pushed him up when the tide came, how empty and lost he was when the tide receded.

For a person like Mingyuelou, it is possible to experience no physical climax for a lifetime, but it cannot make his spiritual world feel barren and empty.

That would drive him crazy.It must drive him crazy.

Mingyuelou didn't want her life to be ruined just like that.

Why should the rest of his life be spent on the aftermath of other people's failed "Apostle Project"?

If he restores the "Apostle" perfectly, can he return home with honor?

Mingyuelou rolled up the sleeves of her bathrobe, looked down at the faint scar on her forearm under the dim moonlight.

It was left when Jane Mo went crazy.This is the lightest one.

The heaviest is in the heart.

At that time, Mingyuelou thought he was going to die.But Jian Mo didn't remember that she almost killed him.

Mingyuelou put down its sleeves again.

He lived with a bastard who nearly killed him several times for two years, and he kind of really liked it.

It's perverted enough.

They put him next to a devil, expecting him, an angel, to assimilate the devil?

That's really sorry.He, Mingyuelou, is a devil in the skin of a perfect angel.