Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

There was no movement in the living room until he was finished. Shang Yan glanced at the four dishes on the table, and suddenly felt a little nervous. He poured a glass of water and drank it in one go before taking a deep breath and walking to the living room.

From this angle, you can just see the silhouette of the person on the sofa. Du Yan lowered his head slightly, and his eyes were lowered. He didn't know what he was thinking. The warm yellow light hit his eyelashes, casting a shadow, and he just quietly Sitting there without moving, he seemed a bit lonely in this empty hall.

Shang Yan was rarely in a daze.

At that moment, he seemed to see the young man from a long time ago, who always practiced and sat quietly until dawn in the night when no one was around, as if he would disappear if he blinked his eyes.

Shaking his head, to get rid of this sense of unreality, he walked over very lightly, and was about to speak, when he saw...

The other party was holding a mobile phone hidden under the armrest of the sofa, and was browsing Weibo. With amazing eyesight, he clearly saw that it was Jiang Yan's Weibo homepage, and Du Yan's expression was serious, as if he was not browsing Weibo. Instead, they are reviewing major national events.

The corners of Shang Yan's mouth twitched. As expected, the brain is a disease that can be cured. He rolled his eyes and chose a statement that Du Yan would never refuse, "Your Majesty, you must be tired after reviewing the memorials for a long time. I made food, Want to use some?"

Du Yan paused and slid his fingers up, Jiang Yan's poor selfie and a stack of dark things flashed on the screen, accompanied by the text: Cooking is really hard, woo woo, I have to work hard for a long time and cry to eat over.

eat?He zoomed in on the picture, stared at the dark thing for a while, his temples twitched, but he still held it out of his strong acting skills.

He pondered for a long time, and finally lifted up the phone screen, motioning Shang Yan to look at the screen.

"That was in the past, but now the level has improved." Shang Yan smiled, but he had already greeted Jiang Yan's [-]th generation ancestors in his heart. It was obvious that he was about to go out of business for the second time, and he would clear Weibo when he returned to his room next time.

He really doesn't understand, there are not a thousand fans in all, and the comments and reposts are all in single digits, maybe they are all zombie accounts. What is it that supports Jiang Yan to post a Weibo in the morning, noon and evening every day?

Du Yan: "..."

There are four home-cooked dishes on the European-style dining table, braised eggplant in soy sauce, lotus root pork ribs soup, baby vegetables with garlic and tofu in chicken sauce. Judging from the appearance alone, they are very good.

Du Yan was stunned for a moment. Since his mother died, it seemed that no one had made anything for him. Thinking of his mother, his face became gloomy, mixed with a trace of fear.

It is quite rare for the other party to leak emotions like this. Shang Yan was a little baffled, and his face changed faster than the sky, but he was relieved after thinking about it. The mother of the two brothers committed suicide when they were six years old, and the first person who discovered it was Du Inkstone.

Since then, his personality has become gloomy and withdrawn day by day, while Du Xun has become rebellious and unrestrained day by day. Although both are not very good, the latter is obviously more suitable for this era.

He thought for a while, then said in a soft voice, "Don't you like it, Your Majesty?" The other party was obviously stuck in some kind of memory, and he had to be pulled out first.

"No." Du Yan entered the state for a second, and said expressionlessly: "I like everything you do."

Shang Yan: "..." At least he didn't use that embarrassing and affectionate expression, which was considered an improvement.

Du Yan walked over and sat down. In fact, he usually wouldn't eat food made by others, but for some reason, the food on the table easily aroused his appetite, and he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

A fiery gaze quickly fell on his hand, as if he was about to stare into a hole, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the owner of the gaze, and said with a half-smile: "I can't run, you don't have to stare so closely. "The point is how can he eat like this?

"That's what you said." Shang Yan retracted his gaze obediently, but he still watched every move of the other party from the corner of his eye.

In fact, Du Yan had very little expression, and this meal was no exception. He finished the meal calmly, and the dishes were evenly arranged, making it difficult for people to see his true thoughts and preferences.

But who is Shang Yan?After falling in love with two perverts, the ability to observe words and expressions can be said to be perfect, and the lack of expression is the best explanation. Du Yan usually frowned, but this time he didn't say that he was very satisfied with this dish.

Although the other party concealed it very well, you should relax your back when tasting braised eggplant and lotus root pork rib soup, and these two dishes are Ye Ling's favorite food.

In fact, the tastes of Ye Ling and Xiao Yi are very similar, but there will always be some differences. These four dishes are specially selected by one party to like and the other party does not like.

Shang Yan rubbed his forehead. Today's temptation did not get a satisfactory result, but he became more and more confused. He didn't sleep all day and night. When he came out, the current black and blue became more obvious.

"You..." Du Yan watched quietly for a while, and it was rare for his conscience to realize, "Go and rest."

"Aren't you going to act today?" Shang Yan was a little shocked, thinking that he would have to spend some more words to get away.

Du Yan: "...I'm sleepy, I want to rest today."

"Then I'll go up first." It couldn't be better, Shang Yan glanced at the clock, it was five past ten, and prayed that Du Yan would go to bed so early in the future, so he added, "It's not good to stay up late, you should go to bed earlier .”

"Okay." Du Yan laughed. This was the second person who told him to go to bed early. The first person was his mother, but at that time, his mother was already like a lunatic.

In the silent night, the woman would always yell hysterically with disheveled hair, "Why don't you go to bed early? You freak, pervert, why did this happen to me?"

Such scenes played out for hours almost every night, and he still remembers the mixture of fear, disgust and love in his mother's tired eyes, but he still misses it nonetheless.

After all, every time after going crazy, the mother would hug the little him and apologize, and then cook a table of delicious food for him. She hated him and complained about him, but she was the only person who was willing to accompany him in the long night.

He laughed lowly. After he didn't know how long it lasted, he stumbled up and walked to a drawer. He opened a drawer full of milk candies, grabbed a handful and returned to the sofa.

"Hey, please close your eyes for a while, mom will give you candy, okay?" It seemed that the crazy woman who loved him was coaxing softly by her side.

He lay on the sofa and closed his eyes, peeled a candy and put it in his mouth, it was as sweet as ever, and washed away the bitterness in his heart, so he said, "Okay."

When Shang Yan was about to go back to his room after taking a bath, this was what he saw. It is early autumn, and the weather is moderate during the day, but it is still very cold in the middle of the night. If you just lie down all night, you will definitely catch a cold.

Sighing, he went back to his room and took a thin quilt and went downstairs. Before he got close to the sofa, he smelled a strong milky fragrance. He felt a little weird, so he walked around to the sofa and took a look.

There are a lot of milk candies on the coffee table, and there are a lot of sugar bags left after eating, there are at least a dozen of them after a rough scan.

Shang Yan: "..." Never expected that the domineering CEO would actually like to eat milk candy.

He was a little amused, and walked over to carefully cover the person with the quilt. Du Yan closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped down, which neutralized the overly sharp facial features. Coupled with the sweet milky smell, he looked a little cute for no reason.

He pinched his hand before he thought, and quickly moved away like a thief. After two seconds of doubting his life, he was about to slip away, and the person wrapped in the quilt began to be dishonest.

A pair of hands seemed to be unintentionally pulled out of the quilt, and seemed to be unintentionally wrapped around his waist. Before he had time to react, he had already fallen into an embrace. something coming.

The taste of milk filled the mouth, it was unusually sweet, it was milk candy, and the culprit muttered: "This jelly is not sweet, return my milk candy." His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was dreaming.

jelly?Could it be his lips? Shang Yan's face darkened, he pushed the man away and stood up, hesitating for a while between spitting out the one in his mouth and taking another one out, and chose the latter.

He unpacked a piece of candy and stuffed it into the person's mouth, the slightly wrinkled brows really calmed down, covered the person with the quilt again, and then left without looking back.

Going all the way back to the room and closing the door, his beating heart didn't calm down, and the slightly warm temperature and smooth touch remained on his fingertips. He doesn't like candy, but this one in his mouth is extraordinarily sweet, and his face is cloudy and cloudy After a while, there was still no choice to spit it out.

It is undeniable that he was a little moved. He went to bed and leaned against the back of the bed, and while deleting Jiang Yan's Weibo, he summarized the gains of the past few days.

Du Xun gave him the feeling that he was very similar to Xiao Yi, but he was very attached to his second life's appearance and stone birthmark. Du Yan was a bit like Ye Ling, but he was also very attached to Xiao Yi's dynasty. It made his heart beat faster, and he couldn't understand it, obviously he was not a half-hearted person.

He must have missed a very crucial point, so he opened up the plot in his mind and began to study it carefully again.

……

After confirming that the person returned to the room, Du Yan suddenly opened his eyes with a complicated expression.

Anyone who is tortured and sleepless all night will go crazy, even the mother who loves him the most. For the past five nights, he has been pulling people to keep them from sleeping.

He couldn't fall asleep, so he noticed it just as he came downstairs, and thought he was taking the opportunity to take revenge, but he didn't expect to cover him with a quilt, and even pinched his face.

Thinking of the information he found, he thought it might be a seduction, maybe the meal tonight really suited his appetite, or maybe it was because no one had covered him like this for a long time since his mother died, so he made a bold move.

He hugged her and fed a candy with his lips, which was both a temptation and a passion.

Facts have proved that he really just cared about him, he was a little happy, touched his lips, the candy hadn't melted yet, it was sweeter than usual.

He thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and looked at Jiang Yan's Weibo, and found that it had been emptied. It is absolutely impossible for a person's cooking skills to undergo earth-shaking changes in a month. Combined with the observations of these days, this cannot be the previous one. Jiang Yan.

But it doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't make any difference to him, anyway, he has to choose someone for that matter, since that's the case, it's better to choose someone who is relatively pleasing to the eye, and he doesn't dislike staying with this person.

Shang Yan was going to sleep when he suddenly received a WeChat verification application. When he clicked on it, the avatar was quite familiar. It was Du Yan's wechat avatar that he saw that day.

"???" With doubts, he passed the verification and asked: Are you Du Yan?

Du Yan snapped a photo of Tang and said, "It's me, thank you for covering me with the quilt."

Shang Yan: "..." It really is.

He called again: Is there something wrong?

Du Yan: Do you want to be a star?

Shang Yan was straightforward: think.

He doesn't like being a star, but there is a play in the original text that he is very interested in. Since Jiang Yan is an artist and he happens to have this purpose, he will try his best to do it well.

Du Yan: I see.

He thought for a while, and sent another good night emoji.

Fortunately, Shang Yan didn't drink water, but even if he didn't drink water, he was choked by his own saliva. He simply suspected that Du Yan was possessed by an evil spirit. The expression is still quite cute.

Du Yan kept staring at the phone, and smiled unconsciously when he saw the good night expression from the other party. He liked the feeling of being accompanied.

He kept looking at the third floor. He wouldn't go there when he was awake. He went in once. The terrible fear took a long time to get over, but he had something important to do tonight, so he pursed his lips, still Get up and go upstairs.

The author has something to say: There will be more emotional dramas in this world, and you will remember everything. It won’t take long to recognize it. I just want Gong to enjoy double the love. This world will be sweeter than before. Don't worry, okay.