Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The fact that Duan Ling appeared in University A was widely spread in the upper circle that day.

After that day, Duan Ling's cell phone never stopped. If it was before, he probably would have turned it off directly.

If it was before...

Xie Ning nestled on the sofa in the living room, listening to the indistinct conversation in the bedroom, he began to wander around again.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became, so aggrieved that I couldn't even read the forum, so I silently started counting seconds at the wall watch.

When he counted to three hundred, he jumped off the sofa and walked towards the bedroom with his slippers on. He didn't push the door to go in, but just lay down by the door and eavesdropped.

A 5-minute phone call is nothing short of a miracle for Duan Ling.

The door panel was pushed open with a gap, and the sound of the lock attracted the attention of the people inside. He looked towards the door and saw Xie Ning's sneaky movements, and the corner of his mouth quickly curled into a smile.

"Go back in a while, don't bother me."

"Hey, let me weigh it for you?"

"…talk later."

...what more?do not talk!

After eavesdropping for a long time, Xie Ning didn't understand a single word, and couldn't even imagine who was on the other side.

It shouldn't be He Manjuan. Before the paper is finished, He Manjuan will definitely not dare to call Duan Ling.

It was a bit chilly to lie by the door, he thought about it again, and he didn't say no to disturb, there was nothing Duan Ling couldn't let himself listen to, if there was, that would be a big problem, what's wrong with him listening in the open.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. Xie Ning pushed open the door, swayed into the room, first observed Duan Ling's reaction from the corner of his eye, and found that apart from glancing at him when entering the door, Duan Ling continued to lean on the bed and make a phone call. After not paying attention to him, he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

It doesn't seem like something you can't hear.

Wandering around the room with nothing to do, he made the atmosphere uncomfortable, so he sat down by the bed with his back to Duan Ling, pretending to play with his phone.

While answering the phone, Duan Ling watched him with great interest.

Without fiddling a few times, Xie Ning's eyes drifted away, and he turned his head to look at Duan Ling with a half-smile, feeling inexplicably seen through.

He blushed, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and simply lay back on the bed to close the distance, trying to hear more clearly.

But he still couldn't hear clearly, he took off his shoes, rubbed upwards bit by bit, and finally got behind the pillow, raised his eyes, and met Duan Ling who was squinting over.

This movement was difficult and focused, and when he finished tossing, the collar of his well-endowed pajamas was in a mess, and his fair collarbone and neck skin were exposed.

In addition, it was quite tiring after busy work, even though the temperature of the air conditioner was suitable, Xie Ning's cheeks were still pale, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Well, is there anything else?"

Duan Ling's words in response gradually became perfunctory, her downcast eyes were dark and glinted inch by inch over the scenery before her eyes.

Knowing that he was not talking to himself, Xie Ning still muttered: "It's okay."

Fortunately... It doesn't sound like a male supporting role, but more like a member of the Duan family.

I don't know how long I have been eavesdropping, the night is getting dark, and Xie Ning, who had finished washing early, began to feel sleepy.

He approached the fragrance subconsciously, and finally rubbed against Duan Ling's hanging arm, and closed his eyes against it.

When he fell asleep, Duan Ling finished talking on the phone.

"Fuck!"

Huo Dadi threw the phone aside, Duan Ling struggled and fought for a long time, and finally blurted out a curse word, not willing to wake him up.

He touched Xie Ning's sleeping side face, wrapped him tightly with a quilt, and got out of bed to take a cold shower again.

I thought that when the news of Duan Ling's return to China spread, he would return to Duan's house soon and start socializing.

Every day when he went to school, Xie Ning felt that Duan Ling would not be there when he came back tonight, but in the end, every day, until half a month later, it continued every day.

There are quite a lot of courses in the School of Mathematics. At [-] o'clock in the evening, Xie Ning came back on time. When he entered the door, he saw Duan Ling lazily lying on the sofa, as if taking a nap, or watching TV through the gaps in his eyelids.

Comfortable and cozy, like a beautiful lazy cat, she used to be lazy and had a bad temper, but recently she is too lazy to be docile.

Since the beginning of this semester, he has never gone back to the dormitory, and with Qu Xiang's behavior that day, he is even more reluctant to go back.

Since Duan Ling didn't leave, it might be that the date for negotiating with Duan Tiancheng hasn't come yet, and it's most practical to take refuge here and finally wait for him to come back.

In the past half a month, Xie Ning knew that he was a bit of a pest, and he had completely confirmed the label that had been slapped on him for no reason.

Duan Ling herself is a quiet person. Except for He Manjuan, most of the stalking male supporting roles in the original book have no good results. He Manjuan has also been beaten countless times.

But even when he surrounded her while reading, Duan Ling didn't show any irritation.

Xie Ning felt a little relieved.

It's just that most of the time when he's pestering people, he actually just wants to get up and take a few bites, but in the end he always develops a step further that he doesn't want to, and makes himself exhausted.

And Duan Ling... Duan Ling seemed to be enjoying it a little bit.

But for the sake of peace of mind, it's nothing. With self-knowledge as a cannon fodder, Xie Ning felt accommodating in some matters.

There were times in the middle when Ling would express his intention to help him, but he couldn't bear it, and basically ran away every time, locking himself in the next door.

Duan Ling's obsession with cleanliness is at his mercy, Xie Ning is really afraid that he will make a mistake halfway through, and the attack will be neither serious nor serious, causing some tragedy.

It's not a problem to hold back like this all the time, even if he is pure-hearted enough, he can't stand being mobilized every day.

That night, when she wanted to pull up her trousers and run for countless times, Duan Ling finally became angry.

"Damn! What are you running for?"

Pushed back to the bed with his pajamas pulled, Xie Ning stared at him with a pair of wet almond eyes, half startled and half terrified.

"I, I don't need it!"

It's been a long time since I saw a bad temper attack, and when Duan Ling cursed at first, he sounded nostalgic.

"you do not need?"

Duan Ling showed suspicion, and directly reached down with one hand. Xie Ning, who was struggling, suddenly froze, and lay motionless as if petrified.

"You don't need it?"

"…Need not."

Xie Ning bit his lips tightly, his face flushed like a cooked shrimp.

Seeing his stubbornness and silence, Duan Ling found it amused instead, glanced at his lips, and frowned again.

"Stop biting."

With one hand leaning on the bed and the other under his body, there was no time to open his mouth.

Duan Ling leaned over: "Let go, I'll help you bite."

"..."

With a 'bang', the top of Xie Ning's head was lifted into smoke.

Loosening her teeth obediently, Duan Ling smiled lightly and kissed her.

It was probably because he didn't use his mouth today, so there was no hindrance to kissing afterward. No matter how distracted he was, when his body was touched again, Xie Ning still shivered and instinctively shrank back.

Duan Ling couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind, recalling the previous few times, she could only tentatively ask: "Do you like doing it by yourself?"

Xie Ning nodded first, then shook his head like a rattle, completely befuddling himself.

At this moment, the cell phone beside the bed rang, it was Duan Ling's cell phone ringing.

Duan Ling originally wanted to hang up directly, but when she saw the caller ID, her fingers stopped in the void, hesitated for a moment, and then made a gesture of getting up and going out.

At this time...?

Not knowing where his temper came from, Xie Ning grabbed his clothes.

Duan Ling was taken aback for a moment, then looked back puzzled: "What?"

Duan Tiancheng is sick now, and the Duan family still has a lot of things to do, it might be some emergency call.

Xie Ning wanted to shake his head and say it's okay, and he did, but he didn't let go.

Duan Ling glanced at his clenched fingers, and frowned: "I'll answer the phone soon."

"Is it important?"

"Ok?"

Seeing no other reason, Xie Ning closed his eyes, as if he wouldn't feel ashamed if he couldn't see, and he could also plug his ears by the way.

"...help me."

"Didn't you say you don't need it?"

Thinking that he was acting like a baby, Duan Ling looked at the phone screen, then turned back to Xie Ning's tightly closed and trembling eyelashes, and sighed silently.

He held the hand hanging on the clothes: "The phone is very important."

The moment his fingers were pulled away, Xie Ning fell into an ice cellar.

He opened his eyes with a pale face, Duan Ling's face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, blocked his mouth, and pried his lips and tongue open.

His hand was dragged and slid under his body, and the vibrating phone went off more than once, whether there was a ring from behind, the steaming lust swept over him, and he had no time to listen to it.

"But it's not as important as you, you like to do it yourself?"

Continuing with the previous temptation, Duan Ling came up with a way.

……

The next day, in a coffee shop in the Western District of A, a few girls by the window were secretly taking pictures of the corner of the coffee shop.

Xie Ning was lying on the table as if his soul had come out of his body, while Wei Shuangnan on the opposite side was crackling at his laptop, paying attention to him from time to time.

"Why are you not in a hurry to go back today?"

Xie Ning's voice was as thin as a gossamer: "Shameless."

Unable to understand what he said, Wei Shuangnan tapped on the computer for a while and said, "Duan's family will have a banquet at the end of the month, will you participate?"

"The reception banquet?" Xie Ning raised his head: "Why is it held at the end of the month?"

Now it is NO.20, which means there are still about ten days left.

"Duan Ling said he would take a month's rest, so it will be delayed until the end of the month." Wei Shuangnan closed the computer, picked up his coffee and took a sip: "Has he not told you yet?"

"No." Thinking of the last Christmas, Xie Ning said sullenly, "I guess you don't want me to participate."

Wei Shuangnan paused for a moment, then put down his glass: "The matter of Uncle Duan got out a little bit. There are a lot of people here at the welcome banquet, and everyone wants to take advantage of this moment. It's right that he doesn't want you to get involved."

Xie Ning had read the original book and knew the twists and turns in it. He was barely considered an upstart, so he couldn't help and didn't want to make trouble.

"I know, I won't go." He stirred the coffee in front of him, his eyes flickering with the milk froth above.

At that time, I am afraid that there will be another scene where the male supporting roles gather together. The timeline in the original book, the reception banquet, will be even more lively than Christmas.

Not only the protagonist's many male supporting roles in high school, but also a few who have stepped into the society and volunteered to be new candidates for Golden Finger. You Tao and his boss Qin Mingyang, whom he met abroad, should also participate.

Wei Shuangnan looked at him silently, and there was a subtle change in his always cold eyes.

"Why did your condition get worse when he came back?"

Turning on the computer again, he found Whack-a-mole that hadn't been updated for a long time in a certain folder, Wei Shuangnan turned the computer and gestured to him.

"Want to play?"

Xie Ning looked at the vicious gophers running around in the initial interface, and the male supporting gophers poking around behind him, and shook his head.

Wei Shuangnan frowned, a slight surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly restrained himself.

It is only useful to prescribe the right medicine to the case. Since the root cause is not here, we can only change to a general method.

"Don't keep things to yourself, things will go wrong."

After thinking about it seriously, Wei Shuangnan suggested: "Would you like to go somewhere to relax and vent?"

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