Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

There was the sound of pots and bowls clashing in the empty and cold hall, and the warm yellow light from the kitchen seemed to warm people's hearts. Du Yan stared at the busy figure in the kitchen in a daze.

It turned out to be such a simple condition.

But what good does this do for the other party?For a moment, my thoughts drifted to the countless late nights when I was a child and couldn't fall asleep.

The mother's busy figure overlaps with the person in front of her. The mother is out of the nature of maternal love, but what is the reason for the person in front of her?

The person who was stared at by the explorer seemed to feel something, turned his head and smiled at him, "What would you like to drink? Is watermelon juice okay?"

Jiang Yan was ignorant and extremely contrived. The reason why he was signed was nothing more than his extremely prosperous appearance.

At this moment, Shang Yan's smile was like a bright pearl shining, and the warm yellow light gathered in those pair of star pupils.

Anyone who is watched by such a pair of eyes will have a feeling of being cherished and cared for.

Du Yan was naturally no exception, his breath suddenly suffocated, but his face became calmer, "Well, don't move yet."

Shang Yan's heart skipped a beat, "Huh?" Was it discovered?

Then he saw the other party raised his phone and clicked on him, and the heart-beating moment was frozen into a photo.

Du Yan looked at the phone seriously, "Okay, you can continue to work." Digging out is too cruel, it's better to take a picture.

Shang Yan turned around speechlessly, for some reason, there was always a feeling of dodging a catastrophe?

Colorless and odorless sleeping pills are more toxic, so he chose the slightly bitter type. The sweetness of watermelon juice can just cover the slightly bitter.

In order to be safe, he added two to two of the four dishes he cooked, and the added one happened to be Ye Ling's favorite.

Seeing the person turn around, Du Yan glanced at his left chest. The heart inside was still beating wildly. The way of beating was the same as fear, but the feeling was completely different. He really wanted to experience it again.

So the following conversation took place at the dinner table.

Du Yan: "Look at me while you're eating." He wanted to dance again.

Shang Yan: "...I don't have eyes on my hands." How can he pick up vegetables when he looks at people?

Du Yan pondered for a moment, "Shall I feed you?"

Shang Yan handed over the watermelon juice with a smile, "You drink some first." Calm down.

Du Yan took a sip, and raised his pretty eyebrows. Although it was so faint that he couldn't feel it, he still tasted the sleeping pill.

During the time when his mother was tortured by him almost insane when he was a child, she had to take sleeping pills almost every day, and he could taste even the tasteless ones, let alone this kind.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" Shang Yan's motor stood up.

"No." Du Yan was bored without changing his expression.

Sleeping pills never worked for him.

Then he tasted the sleeping pills from the dishes one after another. He ate the meal quite slowly. After all, the eyes that always glanced at him inadvertently were really pleasant.

As time went by, the sight became more and more confused, and he went to eat abnormally.

It's the fourth time that Shang Yan quietly looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It's been half an hour, and it still doesn't work?Usually 10 to 20 minutes is enough.

Du Yan, who put everything into his eyes, put down his chopsticks and rubbed his forehead tiredly, "I seem to be a little dizzy?"

It's right to be dizzy, Shang Yan's eyes lit up indistinctly, and he asked knowingly, "Are you okay?"

"It seems that there are stars shining in front of me..." Du Yan fell down on the dining table as he spoke, as if falling asleep.

In fact, the dizziness is real, but it’s not enough to fall asleep. It seems that there are some never-before-seen pictures flashing through my mind. In the dark underground, there are two panting and overlapping figures. The pictures can’t be fully captured, but He remembered the soul breath of one of them.

Shang Yan suppressed all his smiles, walked over and shook his shoulders, "Are you okay?"

After shaking for a full 5 minutes, after confirming that he would not wake up again, he struggled a little between hugging and carrying, but still chose the former.

He picked him up horizontally and weighed him habitually out of masculine instinct.

The touch of the body is excellent, and it belongs to the kind that gains one point and loses one point and becomes thinner, but is this the point?

He was a little tired, it must be because of the beautiful night.

Just as he was reflecting and confessing, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around his neck, and at the same time, hot air sprayed on his chest, with a hint of provocation.

Shang Yan suddenly lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the side face of the man in his arms. His slender eyelashes were drooping obediently, and he was obviously still asleep, which seemed unintentional just now.

But a serious problem followed, he had the reaction that normal men would have, he was still on the verge of death...

Fortunately, Du Yan was fainted by the medicine, otherwise it would definitely have turned into a bloody incident.

He took a deep breath, and walked towards the third floor with the person in his arms. He would inevitably rub his hands while walking. This is really...

After climbing a few short flights of stairs, the shirt was already wet with sweat, and before he could breathe, a confused voice sounded.

"What are you doing?"

scare!Shang Yan's hand trembled, and he immediately lost strength, and the person in his arms fell to the ground. He quickly stretched out his hand to save it, but the inertia was too great.

So the two of them fell to the ground one by one.

Shang Yan was so caught off guard that he met the dangerously squinted phoenix eyes, why did he suddenly wake up?

Too bad, he's still alive.

Even though his heart was tossed, he remained calm on the face.

He got up calmly but extremely quickly, and said calmly: "I saw you fell asleep and wanted to send you up to sleep. Now that I'm awake, I'll go first."

"Wait." Du Yan called out to the person who was about to slip away, got up and walked around in front of him, "It seems that something hit my leg just now, what did you hide?"

He stretched out his hand as he spoke, without giving anyone a chance to respond.

"It's a mobile phone." Shang Yan narrowly escaped and took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket. Fortunately, the home clothes are looser, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

"Really?" Du Yan had a half-smile, "Since they're all up, why don't you come in and sit?" It's not an illusion, it's really a reaction.

It turned out that the drug faint was for entering the third floor, so he wanted to see what the hell the other party was doing?

Shang Yan showed hesitation, "It's not very good, right? The contract stipulates..."

"It's okay, my brother is not here, God knows you know me, I won't tell him."

"you swear."

"I swear."

Shang Yan couldn't help sighing, as expected, the younger brother is easier to deal with, why would he have given medicine if he knew this earlier?

Du Yan's eyes flashed, it wasn't to see his brother, that's fine.

As soon as he entered the door, Shang Yan noticed the contract on the table, he pointed and asked, "That's it?"

"Oh, this..." Du Yan walked over to bring the contract, very understanding, "My brother thinks you are troublesome, so let me do it." He put on eye drops.

When he said this, he seemed a little distressed, "You know that guy, he's half-hearted, I don't know where he's been having sex in the middle of the night." He put on eye drops.

"But don't worry, I'm a trustworthy person, and I'll never do those messes."

"Well, I see." Seeing that the topic was developing in a strange direction, Shang Yan hurriedly stopped.

Seeing that his eyes seemed to be searching for something in the room, Du Yan was understanding again, "I'll take a bath, you can do whatever you want."

"Ah."

It wasn't until the sound of water started to come from the bathroom that Shang Yan began to rummage. There was almost no breath of life in the room, and there were very few things in it. It didn't take much effort to rummage through it, but there was no such piece of paper.

His gaze sank. Since he is not here, he can only be at Du's house. In ten days or so, it will be Du Xun's and Du Yan's birthdays.

Normally, they would never go back to Du's house, except for that day, because that day was also the anniversary of their mother's death.

In the original text, Father Du hosted a very grand birthday party for them this time, and invited many famous ladies to attend, the meaning is quite obvious.

In layman's terms, it is a blind date.

But Du Xun used a trick to bring Lin Yan back, and Du Shen fought him for it.

This also directly led to Du Shen later punishing Du Xun and Du Yan to death. For the sake of social harmony, Shang Yan felt that it was his duty to do so.

It seems that I have to talk to Du Xun tomorrow, after all, that person is one of the two, and the hidden danger that threatens life safety still needs to be eliminated.

"How do you feel?" Du Yan came out at some time, wearing a dark brown bathrobe, leaning against the bathroom door and looking at him.

Shang Yan: "...It's very luxurious, and poverty limits my imagination." In fact, what he wanted to say was that your nightgown is not fastened, and your thighs and chest are all exposed.

Du Yan tilted his head, "I didn't ask about your room."

"That's it?" Shang Yan almost bit his tongue, smiling awkwardly but politely.

"What do you think?" Du Yan walked towards him step by step. With Shang Yan's excellent eyesight, he was definitely not wearing anything under his bathrobe.

Things are not going well, and he reacted again. When did his concentration become so bad?

Standing up with a bang, pretending to be confused, "Since you've taken a bath, you must be going to sleep. I'll go first."

"Did you forget to agree to my conditions?" Du Yan directly grabbed the man and threw him on the sofa, then leaned over, trapping the man between his arm and the sofa, he chuckled, "Stop pretending, you Just now, did you fall in love with me? How is it? Does this body make you feel extra special?"

After speaking, he didn't know what he felt, and his gaze became meaningful, "It seems that not only just now, but also now."

Shang Yan was unusually calm, as if stretched out, "It's just a normal physiological reaction, don't think too much." He was thinking seriously, what happened?How did things turn out like this?

"Since it happened, let's solve it." Du Yanyue said more and more, "I don't think it's the first time for you, it's still a long time before dawn, if you don't want to play games, then let's play other games and have fun together It’s just one time, and no one is responsible for it.”

Shang Yan: "...?!" What did he hear?It turned out to be a date.

I have to say that the other party played at a super level this time, which is much better than when he played awkwardly.

He turned over and changed the positions of the two of them, and moved his lips closer to each other.

Du Yan's eyes flickered, and when he was about to get closer to kiss, the other party punched him, and then slipped away at the speed of light.

Just leave one sentence, "Sorry, I don't have an appointment."

He didn't care either, and said lazily, "Hey, aren't you Jiang Yan?"

Shang Yan paused, did not reply him, and left directly.

After he left, Du Yan put away his teasing, admitted without denying it, and came to the conclusion that it was not Jiang Yan, nor was it the first time.

Concentration is still passable, it seems that I have never done this kind of thing with others.

Otherwise...he flashed a stern smile.

The author has something to say: Well, the memory is restored bit by bit with the heartbeat value, Jiumi.