The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Satisfied, Mr. Zong Gong led the baby bear out of the ward door. Although the angry little eyes of the baby bear were about to burst into flames, in the eyes of outsiders, the two people with the cutest height difference were still a good match.

Under the eager gaze of the nurses, Jiang Meng walked down the stairs slowly, deeply feeling that her body was very heavy, almost to the point where it was difficult to move her legs.

He stretched out his fluffy bear paws and pushed the hat up, moaning and protesting: "Ugly, so ugly."

Ling Mu turned his head to look at him, his handsome face was full of flattering smiles: "No, my classmate Han Xiaochu is still as cool and handsome as before."

Jiang Meng let out a low "tss", rolled her eyes faintly, deliberately quickened her pace, and broke away from the man's hand the moment she rushed into the snow.

Because it was the first snowfall since the beginning of winter, groups of elementary school students were playing snowball fights in the small park, and they didn’t care about each one being turned into plateau red by the cold wind, and the sound of frolicking spread all over the street. alley.

Flying little snowballs landed at his feet from time to time, the corners of Jiang Meng's lips covered under the mask fluttered, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and she smiled like those children.

Ling Mu quietly walked beside his big baby, looked at his silly little face, stretched out his hands to pinch his bear ears, and then smiled dotingly: "Do you want me to help you make a snowball?" ?”

Jiang Meng was about to nod, but belatedly realized that the man was still wearing the double-breasted wool coat from last night. The simple and neat tailoring perfectly brought out his advantage of wide shoulders and long legs, without the bloated feeling from winter at all.

It's just that although the clothes look cool and domineering, their thermal performance is really mediocre, and they don't even have any pockets. Ling Mu's hands have nowhere to put them, so they have to hang them in the air of minus ten degrees, which is already frozen. It was glowing red, and looked extremely miserable.

Jiang Meng frowned, thinking how stupid this man is, afraid that he would get sick and armed him as a baby bear, so he didn't know how to buy a pair of gloves for himself?

Jiang Meng stopped and pulled off the mask quickly, revealing an angry and anxious face: "Why, how can you be so handsome, you are not afraid of cold, are you catching a cold?"

Ling Mu put his hand to his lips and took a few breaths, pretending to say: "It's okay, I'm already frozen, I don't feel anything anymore."

Jiang Meng glared at the man ferociously, picked up the man's hand, wrapped it in his own bear's paw, rubbed it viciously, and muttered: "It's cold, it's frozen, I can't take it anymore, just right Chop it off and cook it for me, stew it!"

Even though he said so, Jiang Meng was still a little moved in his heart—this man really treated him well, and it really hurt to hold him in his hands.

Except for the fact that he gnawed at him whenever he disagreed, Jiang Meng was basically satisfied.

Jiang Meng's small thoughts naturally couldn't escape Ling Mu's eyes, and Master Zong Gong's sense of accomplishment instantly exploded. In the cold winter months, he felt a fire in his body, which almost made him hard.

"Chop off my hand... are you willing?"

The tip of the man's tongue touched the corner of his lower lip, his blue eyes were full of indescribable desire, and he quietly turned on the sexy subwoofer that is necessary for chasing a wife.

Jiang Meng had no power to resist, and was so teased by a word, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she still refused to admit it: "I must, I must give up, I am willing to give up! I am a heart of stone!"

Ling Mu raised his eyebrows with interest, and pulled out a hand to dig into Jiang Meng's padded jacket: "Let me find out if it's real or not."

Jiang Meng took a few steps back abruptly, and while covering her clothes with her bear paws, she shouted angrily: "Okay, okay, I lied, lied to you, my heart is made of meat, meat! "

The man stood where he was, smiling without saying a word, thinking that the duplicity of my big baby is cuter, and even more so, how swollen it is.

Jiang Meng was uncomfortable with this man's gaze, and Baby Xiong turned into a coward in a second: "Why, why don't you talk?"

Ling Mu laughed, and took Jiang Meng's hand in full view, like an ordinary couple on the street: "I don't want to say anything except my confession...do you still want to listen?"

Jiang Meng obediently followed the man, and quietly wrapped his glove around his hand.

But when he heard this, his arrogant temper came up again, he secretly digested the sense of expectation in his heart, and said stiffly: "Then you, you should hold back, hold back."

……

The two walked back to the Furan community, arguing about what to have for breakfast tomorrow, but they saw that eye-catching luxury car downstairs again.

It seems that this guy's relatives have come to him again.

Jiang Meng was understanding and quiet for a while before turning her head to look at the man's face. Sure enough, the smile just now had disappeared, leaving only a paralyzed face that was so cold that it was almost frozen.

Jiang Meng hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously: "You guys, don't fight, fight, if you have something to say, speak carefully..."

Ling Mu rubbed his hair, and softly agreed: "Okay."

As soon as the two of them got out of the elevator door, Ling Yuange and the bodyguard elder brother who were waiting at the door greeted them. The man was still an elite man in a suit and leather shoes. When he saw his younger brother, his thick eyebrows frowned seriously.

"Why did you come back?" Ling Yuange asked, and at the same time saw the young boy who was following Ling Mu, "Who is this?"

Ling Mu remained expressionless, and sent Jiang Meng back to the room before coming out. He took out a cigarette from his clothes and lit it, with an extremely impatient attitude: "I remember I said don't come to me again, right?"

Ling Yuange pursed his lips tightly, waved the bodyguard to wait downstairs, and then said calmly: "If you have a bad stomach, don't smoke..."

Ling Mu took a deep puff of his cigarette, and interrupted him with a loud voice: "Tell me, what's the matter."

Ling Yuange choked for a moment, and his attitude became tough: "Grandma and the Chen family have already met, and Miss Chen has also been to our house twice. You let them go twice in a row, isn't it wrong?" Great? Where do you want grandma to save her face?"

Chen Dounan is Qian Xiaolian's daughter-in-law chosen by Qian Xiaolian for her precious grandson. Under the subtle influence of Ling Yuange, Qian Xiaolian also feels that she wants to make Ling Mu take care of her and find him a strong wife. It's good to be restrained.

Recently, the Ling family and the Chen family had a big deal to discuss. Chen Dounan's father, Chen Weiyi, thought that the two children could get engaged first. Qian Xiaolian had received a lot of favorability from Chen Dounan these days, so she agreed. It's just that her little grandson still has a stubborn temper and refuses to go home, Qian Xiaolian's old face can't bear it any longer, so she can only give Ling Yuange a death order, saying, "Go and tie that little bastard back to me"!

Ling Mu also guessed most of the twists and turns. After playing hide-and-seek with the old fox at home for so long, he also felt a little boring.

He stubbed out the cigarette, and the deep eyes reflected the cold light, but his attitude was still the same casual as before: "Brother, you can tell grandma that the little grandson she gave high hopes to is a gay, I'm afraid I can't let him go." She got her wish."

Ling Yuange opened his eyes wide, pretending to be surprised, and asked his younger brother when it happened and who the target was, but his acting skills were too clumsy, and people could tell the clue at a glance.

Ling Mu sneered coldly, and his tone became more casual: "Okay, big brother, stop acting. You have been following me for so many days and you have already guessed it. Now you can go back and have a business with grandma, don't send it off."

Ling Yuange didn't feel guilty when he was exposed, so he smiled gracefully.

Although this younger brother has never intended to compete with him for power, their blood relationship is destined to stand on the opposite side, and Qian Xiaolian is a dying decision maker. Sooner or later, he will need to make a decision to hand over the family business. into one's hands.At least before that, Ling Yuange will not show mercy to Ling Mu.

But after all, he is his own brother, Ling Yuange patted Ling Mu on the shoulder, and put on his elder brother's airs to comfort him: "Xiao Mu, brother will not treat you badly in the future."

Ling Mu felt a little chilled, it was not good to be regarded as an enemy by his elder brother, he closed his eyes, and snorted: "Don't come again, I don't want anything from that family."

……

After Jiang Meng returned to the apartment, he first took the pile of furry things off his body, and wanted to throw them directly into the trash can, but for some reason, he felt a little bit reluctant.

After all, it was a gift from someone else, so it seemed impolite to throw it away.

Thinking of this, Jiang Meng put the pile of things neatly into her closet again.

Ji Xiaopang didn't know where to go. Jiang Meng finished cleaning up alone, feeling a little bored, thinking about the situation of the neighbors across the door, hesitated for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent him a WeChat message:

☆Han☆Chu☆: ... Has your family left?

When the phone vibrated, Ling Mu was sitting on the sofa in a daze. When he saw Jiang Meng's cute ice cream head, the haze in his eyes instantly dissipated.

The handsome guy who lives next door to you: Gone.

☆Han☆Chu☆: Oh:-O

The handsome guy who lives next door to you: You care so much about me?

☆Han☆Chu☆: No (￣^￣)

The handsome guy who lives next door to you: Tsk, don't seduce me with emoji, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself.

☆Han☆Chu☆:...

☆Han☆Chu☆: We've known each other for so long, but you didn't even tell me your name!

The handsome guy who lives next door to you: You man.

☆Han☆Chu☆: I ask your name ヽ(｀д')ノ

The handsome guy who lives next door to you: It's the name, a man with your last name.

Jiang Meng gripped the phone angrily and rubbed his fists, thinking that this guy was getting more and more shameless. Just as he was thinking hard about how to fight back, he found that the guy's profile picture had changed.

Jiang Meng took a closer look, and it turned out to be a selfie of this guy secretly kissing her mouth!

☆Han☆Chu☆: You are too much!It's okay to kiss me secretly, but dare to take pictures!

Your man who lives next door: Be good, classmate Han Xiaochu, I’m right at your door, open the door to seek revenge on me.