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

Meng Yile felt himself falling into an embrace, but he was afraid of revealing himself, so he didn't dare to move around, so he could only let Wen Luling put his arms around his waist.

Then Meng Yile's very special body was a little inexplicably agitated.

This is not something that a fairy like Wen Jiu can do, Meng Yile hurriedly gritted his teeth to endure the strangeness in his body, pretended nothing happened, and cleared his throat.

"What's the matter, Dad? Are you uncomfortable?" A young man's unique voice came from behind, with a touch of maturity in a man.

Meng Yile's heart skipped a beat. Hearing Wen Luling's question, he thought he was showing off something. He was taken aback, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only reply lazily, "No problem."

The person behind him didn't speak anymore, he looked carefully at the person in his arms, saw the still indifferent face of the other person, and sighed deeply.

What can be seen from that face that doesn't care about anything.

When Meng Yile heard the young man's sigh, his heart trembled again...

Mom, why does he feel that the world is so difficult, don't scare him anymore, okay?

Wen Luling gently supported Meng Yile's waist, and after making him completely lean into his arms, he picked up the towel prepared early in the morning next to him, and gently wiped his hair up bit by bit.

The man who is not interested in anything closes his eyes and quietly rests his mind.

Wen Luling knew that he was tired, so he gently persuaded him: "Practicing calligraphy for too long will hurt your eyes. I have already told the butler that he will go back and remind you if you stay in the study for more than two hours. Look at this Will it be too much trouble?"

Sleepy Meng Yile, who was being served comfortably by the other party, rushed forward. He had been acting all day and just wanted to sleep, but the other party did not allow him to sleep, and was still begging for a chat.

All right, all right, let's talk.

Meng Yile didn't open his eyes, but just answered the other party's question lightly: "You have a heart."

The young man's respectful voice lingered next to his ears: "It's fine if Dad doesn't hate it."

If you don't hate it, how could Meng Yile hate it? If you let him stay in the study all afternoon for acting, he will be annoyed enough.

Someone called him once every two hours, just after watching a movie and taking a break.

In fact, speaking of it, this world is pretty good, with a status of a big boss, a face that is so perfect that it radiates immortality, and a son who is thoughtful, caring and filial.

It's fucking great.

Heh, except for the little flower on his body.

Spicy chicken system, sooner or later pills.

Before Meng Yile could think about anything else, he was served by the extremely comfortable feeling on his scalp until he fell asleep slowly, and his whole body was completely relaxed.

The young man was indeed filial, not to mention brushing Meng Yile's hair, and even pinching his body after putting him on the bed.

The technique of the massage is very good, the force is light, and when I press on a few acupuncture points, it feels numb. I just feel a little more lazy, and my limbs seem to have no strength. I just want to continue to be massaged.

Meng Yile's consciousness gradually sank, and he fell asleep slowly under Wen Luling's massage.

The young man was not lazy, even though Meng Yile was asleep, he dutifully helped him press the front and back, from the shoulders and neck all the way to the buttocks along the spine.

The hand spun around on it, and then turned back to the shoulder and neck.

Then Wen Luling picked him up, put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then stood by the bed.

"Good night, Dad." After the young man finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to leave. He stood there and looked at the person on the bed for a long time, with peaceful eyes and a little tenderness.

After a while, Wen Luling suddenly shifted his gaze, his eyes swept back and forth on Meng Yile's pink lips, wishing to turn his gaze into reality, spitting cholera over and over again.

His eyes darkened, he turned down the light, turned around, opened the door and left.

The next day, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. The swallows that had spent the winter in the south returned to their nests, as if they had all gathered in Wen's garden overnight, chirping and bustling.

Everyone in the Wen family knew Wen Jiuxijing, but they also knew that this Jiu Ye liked to be close to nature the most, and all living things had a little bit of spirituality in his eyes.

Happily, except for people.

Meng Yile was woken up early in the morning by the nesting birds, he couldn't fall asleep, so he had to get up from the bed.The curtains had already been pulled open, it seemed that Wen Luling had already arrived.

The young man naturally understood his temper best, knowing that Wen Jiu likes to be woken up by all natural things, such as sunshine, such as the sound of insects.

Now, Wen Jiu, who was awakened by the sound of the birds, was very happy.

However, Meng Yile was not happy!

Meng Yile: [I don't understand, what is a young man doing sneaking into his father's room?Still always doing the little things that girls would do, his heart is thinner than the eye of a needle.What is he trying to do?Do you feel like you were born the wrong boy? 】

432: [Why are you so crazy in the morning? !Still let people sleep? ! 】

Meng Yile: [I'm already awake, why are you still sleeping? Is it fair!? ! ! 】

432: [There is a kind of person who wakes up and everyone has to wake up, and there is a kind of person who sleeps and everyone has to sleep...]

Meng Yile: [Shut up, silly son. 】

432: ...

Looking at the group of swallows chirping and jumping outside, Meng Yile was in a bad mood, he was woken up by these little things!

Meng Yile: [What are these idiots doing? 】

432: [Call the idiot on the other side to look over. 】

Meng Yile: [I believed in your evil!Sooner or later, you and those stupid birds will be eaten together. 】

432: [I hope your teeth are good enough. 】

Meng Yile got up all over the place, rubbed his eyes and went into the bathroom, changed his clothes after washing up, and then went downstairs.

He was a little puzzled as to what his identity in this world was.

So Meng Yile hurried to knock on 432's door.

Meng Yile: 【Hey, what is Wen Jiu's identity? 】

432: [Can't say. 】

Meng Yile: [Are you still doing the mission? 】

432: [It's not that I don't tell you, but his identity is an identity that cannot be revealed, and if he reveals it, he will be blocked. 】

Meng Yile opened his eyes wide in surprise: [Fuck? ! So fraudulent? ! 】

432: [That's it. 】

When Meng Yile walked down the stairs, he saw Wen Luling and Xinyu. The two young men were sitting on the sofa carving something with a carving knife.

Meng Yile felt strange looking at it, thinking that young people nowadays are so calm?I want to change him, I want to go out to catch birds and fry them to eat!

The young man on the sofa put down the things in his hands when he heard the movement on the stairs, and got up respectfully: "Dad, you are up."

Meng Yile responded lightly, showing no expression on the surface, but kept feeling emotional in his heart, why did he feel that his child was so unfamiliar with him!

432: [Because he is not your son. 】

Meng Yile: [Eat your own fart, count down to three. 】

432: [Stupid, believe it or not. 】

Meng Yile: [Fuck, you like to do this kind of thing, you always surprise me! 】

After a while, Meng Yile couldn't help but look for 432 again.

Meng Yile: [Say clearly, what's going on! 】

432: [It goes without saying, can your body be exposed for others to see? 】

Meng Yile: [So I went to adopt a child? 】

432: 【Oh no, it's a child you picked up. 】

Meng Yile: 【... Picked it up? !It's fucking amazing! 】

It is indeed amazing to go out and pick up such a good-looking young man.

432: 【Drought that year, many people starved to death, his parents were no exception.Wen Jiu just happened to go there to distribute food. The child is very smart. Seeing Wen Jiu's outfit, he knew that he was rich, so he hugged Wen Jiu and didn't let go. 】

Meng Yile: [So Wen Jiu took Wen Luling home?He has such a good heart? 】

432: [Wen Jiu asked someone to make a fortune before he went, saying that he would meet a little nobleman when he went out this time.Just right, coincidence. 】

Meng Yile paused: 【I'll just say it. 】

432: [Don't talk about it, just act quickly. 】

After Meng Yile had breakfast with them, Meng Yile went to the back garden according to his own habit to enjoy the flowers.

To say that this hobby is painful enough, if you don’t do well, you have to appreciate flowers.

Who knew that it didn't matter if he went this time, he was surrounded by a group of stupid birds, and the group of stupid birds circled around Meng Yile's head.

Meng Yile didn't understand what they meant at first, but later he realized that the birds were building a nest, and there was a lack of cotton in it. This was because he had caught his hair and wanted to pull it out.

It's also terrible with his mother.

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Ten minutes later, Meng Yile, who had failed in the fight with the bird, returned with a mess of hair.

Wen Luling and Xinyu were slightly taken aback when they saw it, but Meng Yile remained calm, and went back upstairs in a loose Tang Dynasty suit.

When he went downstairs again, he found that all the birds outside had been caught in cages.

Meng Yile: "What's going on?"

Servant: "The young master asked us to catch them."

Meng Yile frowned: "Where's the young master?"

When he frowned, the servants thought he was unhappy, but in fact it was Meng Le who felt a little guilty when he heard Wen Luling's order.

Because he originally wanted to fry the bird to eat, but for some reason... he was a little afraid.

Servant: "The young master took Miss Xinyu upstairs to the studio."

Meng Yile nodded calmly and went upstairs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door of the studio, he heard two voices of "Ying Ning".

Meng Yile froze in place for an instant.