It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Yile, who was already pumping out of shape, said, "Hehe, you look at your face, you really dare to put gold on your face, gentle?"I guess you must have misunderstood the term.

But so what? It's his own business to be happy, but it's someone else's business whether to continue or not.

This is kind of fucked up.

So the young general could only lie on the bed and passively accept the anger from the other party. Meng Yile looked at the person standing beside the bed, wanting to stare at him fiercely, but the anger that could be conveyed by his eyes full of water Not much, but the corners of the eyes look very red, as if a layer of rouge was forcibly applied.

That layer of red is not obtrusive, it exudes from the flesh, with its own charm and innocence, and the contradictions are logical.

Arnold looked at the watery appearance of the other party, and immediately read other flavors from it, without error.

He picked up the things that fell on the ground and put them back. Feeling the vibration of the small things and the convulsions of the person on the bed, he shook the liquid in the cup in front of him, and only collected about one-third of the liquid. It's not even close to full.

But the person on the bed seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. The young general frowned as if trying to escape, tried to shrink his body, twitched his limbs locked on the bed, and whimpered in pain.

Arnold deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, looked down at the other person's expression, and asked, "So enthusiastic?"

Meng Yile didn't react at all when he heard the words, he could only concentrate on dealing with the things below him at this moment, and couldn't tell who was responding to the sarcastic words.

Arnold looked at his eyes that were completely immersed in love, and the body that was struggling to climb out of the mud, but the body was struggling and sinking faster and faster, twitching the uncontrollable trembling, joy, and pain when it reached the peak again.

He couldn't bear this kind of silent seduction, no one could keep calm under the temptation of such a scene, let alone, he had endured it for a long time.

When the cracked land suddenly encounters rain, and when it encounters water again, it will frantically step forward to snatch it without any hesitation.

Is this so-called punishment tonight just tormenting Langdon alone?

The Star Wars God bent down, knelt by the bed, pulled into the distance to carefully observe Langdon's expression, and then removed the tape from Langdon's mouth when he left the first tear trail with satisfaction and pain .

A series of unknown tunes came out in an instant, and they couldn't be blocked.

He got closer and closer to the opponent's trembling and twitching, lowered his head little by little, stared at the looming pink lilac in his mouth, and then looked at Meng Yile's blankness and trance after reaching the apex, taking advantage of this moment to roll in and take the Tongue pulled out.

The muscles of Meng Yile's body were full of fine sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the bathtub. The two things under his body worked together, non-stop. He didn't have the strength to resist other things, so he could only be forced to give in. Open your mouth and let the other party do whatever they want inside.

After a while, the man finally finished playing, let go of his tongue, and gave each other a chance to breathe.The young general on the bed could only open his mouth wide and breathe continuously, his chest rose and fell violently.

Arnold looked at the young general with watery eyes and swollen lips in front of him. Whether it was the flush on his face or the groaning in his mouth, it showed that Meng Yile was about to be completely ruined by him.

The Star Wars God's eyes were dimmed, and he lowered his head again to block the gaping mouth, sucking hard.

Then... screw him up.

When the day comes, all the darkness will be driven away, and all the restless monsters, ghosts, and snakes will disappear, and they will disappear in a blink of an eye.The roof was absurd all night, and when I opened my eyes again, the sun was shining all over the earth.

Meng Yile opened his eyes, struggled slightly, felt the limbs that were finally free, and sat up on the bed with his thin lips and teeth gritted.

Then he felt something slipping out of his body, his eyes were complicated, before he could figure out what was in his heart, his ears turned red first.

Meng Yile: [I'm really exhausted, I'm so soft that I'm about to fall down at any time. 】

432: [Lele, stand up bravely! 】

Meng Yile: [After yesterday's work, Arnold still didn't help me clean up my body, so I'm not happy. 】

432: [Then don't let him touch it, otherwise he won't dare. 】

Meng Yile: [Are you telling the truth just now? Believe it or not, he has a hundred ways to kill me...]

432: [Don't talk about these meaningless things, I have the video of last night, watch it? 】

Meng Yile rolled his eyes: [Convex. 】

432: [Then I went to see it alone. 】

Meng Yile: 【Are you sorry? 】

432: [Drinks and popcorn are ready, do you think I'm embarrassed? 】

Meng Yile struggled a bit, and swallowed the cursing words in his throat: 【...I don't care, I want to watch it! 】

So the two mentally retarded people watched the video tape with such relish.

Arnold has been very busy recently, and it has been a week since Meng Yile saw him again.

The weather was getting colder, and Arnold's decent military uniform was covered with a coat, which made the interstellar God of War even more tall and handsome. Meng Yile was slightly dazed when he saw him for the first time.

At this time, Meng Yile no longer needed to take him to the claustrophobic room. He stayed in Arnold's villa openly and aboveboard. All the rooms, as long as there were no restrictions, could be entered and exited at will.

In this way, Arnold can be regarded as being upright. At least after he asked Meng Yile to leave, he didn't cover up much, nor did he put Meng Yile back to the chair in the interrogation room while eating Meng Yile hypocritically. superior.

Meng Yile felt that his current identity was very strange, as if he had just become a bird raised in Arnold's yard.Or, a male pet.

In short, very bad.

Even if he is secretly in love with the other party, this way still makes him anxious all day long, but he can't deceive himself in his heart. He admits that he is very happy now, even if Arnold is not there, he still always feels in this villa full of the other party's shadow. Happy day like a child.

As long as he thinks that what he can enter and exit at will now is the villa of the star war god Arnold, he will be extremely vivid.It seems that the unchanging black and white life is suddenly dyed with color and becomes more glamorous.

Meng Yile felt the throbbing in his chest, and then he gritted his teeth to suppress it. He looked at the indomitable man who was getting closer and closer, and felt that the distance from his belief was getting shorter and shorter.

——He originally thought that there would be no one to meet with until death.

Just as Bill said, let this secret love rot in your stomach, and no one will reveal it.

Someone once said that you can't hide your liking for someone, and you can tell one or two of them from the look in your eyes.

That's why Meng Yile had to exhaust all his energy to keep his eyes cold, stare blankly at the person he had a crush on for 7 years, and approach him proactively.

Arnold looked at the young general standing in the middle of the living room, who was also wearing a military uniform—because he only had military uniforms in his wardrobe, nothing else.

Arnold's military uniform was still a bit loose on Meng Yile's body, and it didn't fit his body perfectly, but his slender frame and well-proportioned muscles set it up, and he still looked impressively handsome.

In particular, everyone knows that the military uniform of the Yong'an Tribe is the most handsome in the universe.

But Meng Yile, as the general of the four major tribes, absolutely couldn't accept the enemy's military uniform so easily, which was no different from rebellion, so Arnold found that all the places where the badges were tattooed on the military uniform were scratched.

Even the buttons with the words of the Yong'an tribe printed on them were all replaced.

He raised his eyebrows, looked down, well, the belt was not spared, and the military boots...

Tsk, it's really not too much trouble.

But the God of War, who came back after more than a week of busy work, couldn't help but admit one thing:

The military uniform of the Yong'an Tribe is really the most handsome clothing in the interstellar world.

And it is the only one that can show off the alluring features of the number one interstellar admiral so impeccably.Like petals, it reveals its fragrance to its heart's content.

Then... follow the smell to the swarms of butterflies and bees.

Arnold walked over and stood in front of Meng Yile, looked him up and down, with ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes, and said coldly: "Admiral Langdon, I thought you wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a week. "

Meng Yile looked at him coldly, with iceberg-like eyes, pursed his thin lips tightly, and did not answer.

The two looked at each other for a while, Meng Yile refused to pay attention to him, and turned to leave.

Arnold saw his thoughts and stopped him, "Where are you going?"

Look, this person even asked questions in a declarative tone, and he didn't regard the other party as a free individual at all.

Meng Yile lowered his eyes and glanced at the arm in front of him, the resolute line of his side face was tense, he looked straight ahead coldly, without even looking at Arnold, "The study."

"No."

Meng Yile was finally willing to look at him, and looked sideways at Arnold, silently confronting him.

The two eyes met, and in the quiet general's villa, there was another silence and the smell of gunpowder.until……

"Admiral Arnold, you are back! I am very glad to see you again after a week of separation. Do you need a meal? The almighty Pete can meet all your needs."

Meng Yile: [I think it's much easier to use than you. 】

432: [Annoying or not, this is the 125th time! 】

Meng Yile: [But you still don't realize how bad you are, alas. 】

432 narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed across: 【One more word. 】

Not Meng Yile, silently shut up.

Arnold looked at this idiot robot, cracked a sneer, and drove people away mercilessly: "Go back to your room and execute it immediately."

Pete heard the words, looked at the two with drooping ears, and then slid away silently.

"You're amazing, you've brought this idiot under control in just a week." Arnold's voice was still as cold as a cold weapon, and there was a bit of sarcasm in it.

After receiving such accusations, Meng Yile endured silently, but he still couldn't hold back after holding back for a while, explaining: "At the base, I also have a smart butler named Pete."

Arnold seemed to be interested, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a hint of disapproval: "The base of the four tribes?"

Meng Yile's eyelashes trembled slightly. At least, this was the first time the two had such a peaceful conversation. Whether it was light irony or disapproval, it was better than a hostile stance.

He pursed his lips slightly and nodded.

Arnold thought to himself: Rare obedience.

Then this person went further and asked, "How does the food of the four tribes taste? Can you make it and try it?"

Hearing this, Meng Yile looked at him sideways, with doubts in his cold brows and eyes.

From the looks of it, he was... fooled by this sudden request.

The author has something to say: Arnold: I want to eat your soup.

Meng Yile: Good.

Arnold: I want to eat your cooking.

Meng Yile: Good.

Arnold: Actually, I want to eat you most.

Meng Yile: ...Okay.

432: The recording is ready! !