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

Meng Yile and Han Xingchen's shoulders were close together, their heads were also put together, their four eyes were looking at the small screen, and they began to study the approximate route of the trip.

Han Xingchen picked out a few places at random, all of which they hadn't been to when they went to Spain last time. Meng Yile nodded in agreement, saying that he wanted to check the special snacks and famous scenic spots in these places.

Han Xingchen kept his eyes on the tablet screen, and said casually, "My tablet is on the bed, go and get it."

Meng Yile groaned, nodded, and when he was almost at the door, Han Xingchen called him again, seemingly unintentionally: "Bring me my pillow by the way, I'll sleep here tonight."

Meng Yile blinked. The white cotton short sleeves on his body were thin and very loose, making him clean and fresh. He let out another oh, opened the door and walked out.

Sitting on the bed, Han Xingchen was still looking at the tablet in his hand, with a calm expression on his face, and occasionally clicked on the travel guide of a certain city in Spain.It seemed that the request just now had no ulterior motives.

When Meng Yile came back, holding a soft pillow on his chest, he walked over while yawning, "What time is it?"

"Ten twenty-six."

"Is it so early? I suddenly feel so sleepy..." Meng Yile scratched his head lightly.

Han Xingchen paused for a while, then continued to swipe the screen, and said calmly: "Then go to bed first, there is still time to find the route tomorrow."

Meng Yile nodded, put his pillow next to his own, and then climbed into bed and got under the covers. Han Xingchen also put away the tablet and turned off the lights in the room.

Unexpectedly, lying on the bed, Meng Yile couldn't fall asleep again. He turned his head to look at the boy beside him. The boy's perfect profile was gently outlined by the weak light at the head of the bed. His slightly closed eyes were covered by curly eyelashes. A hazy halo, long and bushy, a straight nose bridge, thin lips.

They all look great.

He said softly: "Xing Chen, when is your class going to have a party?"

Han Xingchen didn't open his eyes, "Before the results are announced."

Meng Yile asked, "What day is it?"

"What do you ask this for?"

"After the party, we can go on a trip."

Han Xingchen opened his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes were lifted like a small fan, "Where is your class? When will we get together?"

Meng Yile thought it was too tiring to turn his head all the time, so he simply turned over and faced Han Xingchen, "We'll get together next week, I'm afraid it will be late and everyone will go crazy because they can't wait to go out."

Han Xingchen also turned over. The two were sleeping on the same bed, but there was a long distance between them, which could fit two more people. He waved to Meng Yile, "Come here."

Meng Yile frowned, "What's wrong?"

Han Xingchen also frowned, and said in a louder voice, "Come here." But as soon as he frowned, Meng Yile didn't dare to frown anymore, and immediately changed into [Marlon's cute], and slowly slipped under the covers.

Meng Yile continued to ask stupidly: "What's wrong with the stars?"

Han Xingchen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he directly pulled him into his arms, hugged him and closed his eyes.Meng Yile froze for a moment, then asked, "Is it cold? The air conditioner may be turned on too low today."

Han Xingchen said anxiously: "Shut up."

Meng Yile immediately shrank his mouth into a flower, not daring to speak anymore.

After a while, Meng Yile became drowsy and sleepy, but the hands around his waist started to rustle. He lightly pressed the other's restless arm, opened his eyes and coaxed him in a good-tempered way: "Don't move around...itch..."

Han Xingchen's eyes dimmed at the coquettishness in this voice, and he used a little more strength in his hands to strip off the short-sleeved shorts on his body, leaving only a pair of pitiful underwear Wrapped ass.

Meng Yile finally woke up now, looked at the person in front of him, and was slightly stunned, "Xingchen...why are you taking my clothes off?"

Han Xingchen pulled the man into his arms again, "Annoying, shut up."

Now it's all right, both of them are naked, just after taking a bath, they are still slippery, the touch of their skins touching is very wonderful, as if there is an electric current everywhere, and they can't help but lighten wherever they touch. Trembling, a tinge of pleasure rose up the spine.

Terrible.

Meng Yile hadn't experienced this kind of soul-shaking feeling for a long time, and he wished to feel it for more time, so although his face was disturbed and his body was slightly stiff, he kept silently allowing the other party to let him go, and finally he couldn't stand the series of yellow card warnings from 432. Struggling to call the boy's name: "Xingchen?"

Han Xingchen closed his eyes, his face was as usual: "Huh?"

Meng Yile couldn't help being ashamed, and couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking too much. This feeling of numbness kept coming... Maybe it's just that his body is too sensitive. Maybe Xing Chen didn't feel anything, he hesitated After a long time, he blinked his watery eyes and spat out three words: "Nothing."

Half an hour later, Meng Yile couldn't help but tremble. Even though the air conditioner was on in the room, he still broke into a thin layer of sweat. He grabbed Han Xingchen's arm with his hand, "Xingchen... Don't move..."

The inadvertent trembling and crying in the voice are especially obvious in the quiet night, as if a small bug has penetrated into a person's heart, scratching gently, itching, crispy.

Meng Yile tried to take Han Xingchen's arm away several times, but the other party hugged him tightly and continued to linger on his back forcefully.

But this time it won't work!He was really fucked up by Han Xingchen!It would be embarrassing to tease it any further!

Meng Yile shook his body and wanted to push Han Xingchen away, but Han Xingchen didn't allow it, and instead hugged him even tighter. The two of them were tightly pressed together, and his physical reaction was clearly known by the other party.

Han Xingchen seemed to have just realized it, he woke up slowly, but with a dazed expression, the hand that was lingering on Meng Yile's buttocks turned in front of him.

Even through the cloth, Meng Yile was still blushing with embarrassment. The fact that his emotional side was discovered by his younger brother cast a layer of intense shame on his whole body.

"Huh?" Han Xingchen finally woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the blushing face of the boy in his arms. Bit sharply, "Don't!"

Han Xingchen suddenly realized, and chuckled, "So angry?"

The boy in his arms frowned. Hearing this, his ears turned pink. He pushed Han Xingchen's shoulder and whispered, "I'm going to the bathroom." Then he got out of bed and got in bathroom.

There was a smile on the corner of Han Xingchen's mouth, his eyes were clear, he looked in the direction of the bathroom, pursed his lips, and his eyes darkened.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the boy inside still had no tendency to come out, he rolled over and fell asleep.

Surrounded by the sunset and night, several groups of barbecue grills were piled up on the dark green grass. Boys and girls under the age of 20 were in groups of three and two, wearing disposable gloves to skewer meat, while laughing and complaining about each other's poor craftsmanship.

Meng Yile came from a distance with a bucket of beer glasses in one hand, with a warm smile on his face, as gentle as Yangzhou in March, the long tables on the grass were put together and divided into four neat places For placement, he placed a barrel of beer every other seat, as if obsessive-compulsive, the beer was placed in a straight line.

A few girls who got together at the side looked towards Meng Yile, and were urging the girl in the middle. The girl in the middle was blushing, like a delicate peach blossom. She just mustered up the courage to stand up and wanted to go over to say hello. But he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and returned to his position in a daze.

"Why are you back... Eh? Han Xingchen?"

When the girls heard the words, they turned their heads and looked over, all with surprise in their eyes.

"Our class party...how did he come?"

"Ah, the stars are here? I'm going to die of excitement, you say he... did he come because of me?"

"..."

"...the two brothers stand together, it's so beautiful, the magnificent sunset in the distance seems to be just for their favor."

"Speaking so well, it's so sour. However, the two of them standing together are really ecstasy. Just looking at the back makes my legs go weak."

"Hey. If you talk so bluntly, you will scare away the little angel at the beginning of the month!"

"It doesn't matter! If you scare him away, I'll fall in love with that big devil Han Xingchen."

"Why is my family Xingchen the Great Demon King? Once that kind of slutty slutty guy falls in love with someone, who is he worthless? Your Han Yueyue's warm guy is green...Hmph, I won't say those three words anymore! "

"What did you say!"

"Stop arguing, people have been quarreled away by you two."

The splashing yellow liquid poured into the large transparent glass, and a thick layer of fine foam came up. The boy half-kneeled on the ground, holding the glass with both hands. Seeing that the foam was about to overflow, he raised his head and said, "Okay!" .”

The other party did not move, still standing where he was, watching the foam scrambled out of the cup as if in a daze, accompanied by light yellow beer flowing on the boy's fair skin, wandering wantonly, drawing traces one after another.

Shocked by the cold beer, Meng Yile shook his hands, "Stars? What's wrong?"

The standing boy's eyes trembled slightly, and he came back to his senses in an instant. He hastily closed the switch valve of the big beer barrel, took the big beer glass, "I spilled a hand, go and wash it."

"Let's mop the floor first, so as not to attract insects later."

Han Xingchen frowned, "You don't have to worry about it here, I'll just drag it." Then he put the beer mug on the table beside him, wiped off the remaining liquid on the side of the mug with a paper towel, and went to find a mop to wipe the white floor tiles. It's clean, like erasing the crazy thoughts that he just rampantly spread bit by bit.

Han Yue, whose eyes were red and his clothes were half-failed, couldn't stand the scene of calling his name with a trembling voice, like a tarsal maggot, no matter how hard he drove it, it would be useless.However, all the absurd reasons are just a dream in the middle of the night, but it clearly seems to have happened in real life.