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

At this moment, Meng Yile's whole body was wrapped in a white swan, his small face was exposed, his vision was blurred because he didn't wear glasses, he looked pure and well-behaved, he saw who was coming, hurriedly got up and turned on the bedside lamp, Confidently called: "Xingchen...?"

There was surprise and excitement in his voice.

Han Xingchen threw the pillow in his hand on the bed casually, his face darkened, and his voice was cold, as if infected by the night, "Close your eyes and sleep on you."

He was so fierce that Meng Yile didn't even dare to resist. Hearing this, he immediately lay down and closed his eyes.But when he felt the side of the bed cave in slightly, he immediately tore off a corner of the quilt to wrap the boy's body in, and the warm and pleasant quilt pressed against their skins.

"Xingchen, are you not angry with me?"

"To shut up!"

The corners of Meng Yile's mouth curled up slightly, he leaned over and hugged the boy, and silently whispered two words in his ear: "Good night."

Suddenly, he felt hot and warm on his lips, and he opened his eyes immediately in shock, but someone covered them with his hands, but his lips were gently scraped over and over again with his tongue, and fireworks exploded before his eyes, It shook his mind like daylight for an instant.

The numbness rising from the tailbone hit his whole body, making him tremble uncontrollably.

The colorful lights swayed back and forth, and the sound became stronger and stronger one after another. I just felt that the lethality almost directly collapsed the wall. The strong smell of alcohol spread in the private room, and the coquettish cursing and obscene words were subtly mixed together. .

A group of teenagers with colorful hair dyed in the room, with a few earrings on their ears, wearing ripped pants and punk tops, crossed their legs and blowing at the bottle, some were busy drinking and punching, some hugged Girls frolicking, and a rock singer holding a microphone and yelling wildly to relieve stress.

Meng Yile seemed a bit out of place among this group of people. He sat obediently in a corner, holding a bottle of beer in his hand but only took a couple of sips. The girl in front of her didn't go up to offer a song, and her white shirt was tightly buttoned to the top button.

The boy wearing glasses glanced at the young man who was drinking and laughing with his friends in the distance, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes. He really wanted to participate in the whole atmosphere, but he couldn't find a way.

In his memory, the young man seemed to have always hugged each other like this, which was quite different from his usual aloneness. This gave him a terrible illusion, as if the young man's world was still full of brilliance without him.

It has been impossible to live without the other party, and it seems that he is the only one.

That's why it is doomed that in the relationship between the two, he is the one who will inevitably compromise and make concessions.Meng Yile raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, remembering the gentle lick given by that person last night, the color in his eyes dimmed a bit.

Meng Yile was immersed in a strong feeling of self-blame. He always felt that it was an unforgivable mistake for him not to correctly guide his younger brother's cognition, like a fishbone stuck in his throat.

If it goes on like this, not only will his parents be disappointed, but he won't even dare to think about Xingchen's future.

The beer bottle in his hand was suddenly touched by someone, and there was a crisp "ding", Meng Yile was startled and suddenly came back to his senses, and looked up.

The person who came was wearing a dark green punk top, and the wine bottle in his hand was colliding with the one in the boy's hand. He reached out to wrap his arms around Meng Yile's shoulders familiarly, "Brother, it's so lively around here, why don't you just hide yourself?" What are you doing here? Isn't it boring?"

The man's lips and tongue flickered as he spoke, Meng Yile looked at it for a while before recognizing that it was a tongue ring, and couldn't help but feel a pain in the tip of his tongue.Han Yueyue was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness. He couldn't stand other people's touch but he was too embarrassed to save the other person's face. He smiled, "It's nice here, it's quiet."

"Quiet?" The other party seemed to have heard a joke, and raised his head to take a sip of wine, "This is the first time I've heard that people come here to find quiet, okay, be convinced!"

Meng Yile pursed his lips, thinking that he could accept it if he wanted to, but he was afraid that you would not accept it.

Meng Yile opened his mouth to reply, but the people beside him suddenly excitedly yelled in another direction: "This song is not allowed to be cut! I ordered it! Anyone who has finally waited is not allowed to cut it!" The wine bottle in his hand was casually thrown on the table in the private room, and the boy in his arms was also thrown by the way.

"Not yet..." Meng Yile wanted to say that the wine in it hadn't been finished yet, but the other party ignored him, grabbed him by the shoulders and picked him up, Meng Yile looked confused and didn't understand situation, he tugged at the corner of the other person's clothes, "Hello...?"

Brother, if you want to sing, sing, why catch me? !

Because the tongue-ring man yelled just now, everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them at the moment, and Meng Yile thought something bad was going on, if this scene was seen by a jealous man like Han Xingchen, he would have to wait and see Another ten days and a half of a month will be troubled, and finally the completeness has risen to 92, and there can be no more moths.

He pushed the person next to him, but he didn't push him halfway. He was so angry that he wanted to slap his ears and tell him that I don't want to sing, so can you let go of your hands and give me a way to survive? !

But Han Yueyue, the campus prince, he... doesn't know how to yell at people, and doesn't know how to talk nonsense in disregard of the other party's face.

Well, let's just say, it's not good to wear it on anyone, so it has to be worn on the veteran cadre Han Yue.He has been so depressed for a year and a half, and every time he sees Han Xingchen, a sophomore in middle school, who is so aggressive every day, he can only secretly envy him in his heart, and then he clenched his teeth and leaned forward to coax him.

The man with the tongue ring didn't realize it at all. He turned to the boy in his arms and said, "This is a love song duet. I just need someone here. Can you help me?"

Meng Yile burst into tears: [Han Yue Yue will never refuse people, he is clearly bullying me. 】

432: 【Stop this hog-killing voice for me. 】

Meng Yile swallowed the roar embarrassingly, 【You're tired of me too, aren't you? 】

432 held his forehead helplessly: [The meaning of telling you not to cry like this is not to tell you to speak like Lin Daiyu, I don't even know what to say when you're like this. 】

Meng Yile: [Say Lele is the cutest. 】

432: [Lele is the cutest. 】

Meng Yile lowered his head shyly, 【Damn ghost! 】

432: ...

Meng Yile was holding a microphone and standing on a small stage with the man with the tongue ring. Everyone was concentrating on playing the game below, and didn't care about the two singing. Occasionally, a glance or two would drift over.

Although the man with the tongue ring was in a hurry and seemed extremely unreliable, unexpectedly he sang very beautifully, but when his mouth was opened and closed, the diamond on the tongue ring would reflect light continuously, causing Meng Yile's eyes to hurt a bit.

Tongue Ring Man reached out to touch Meng Yile's hair at the end of singing, huffing twice, as if he was rubbing a puppy, not gentle at all.Obviously, it should be gently stroked from the root to the end of the hair, so that it is easy to make people's hearts beat.

But the shimmering pearls in the private room were hazy, hitting the two of them from time to time, reflecting the colorful and piece-by-piece clothes, as if they were tightly wrapped by colorful gemstones, or shaking fish in a shallow bay Tail beauty.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that Xun's person was drowsy, and Meng Yile's ears were still surrounded by the other party's melodious singing like a mermaid, and after being fondled like this twice, there was even a slight admiration in his heart.

Such a careless but talented boy is actually very popular with girls.

432 imitated his tone: 【It's also gay. 】

Meng Yile: [I hate it! ! !Just know to tell the little secret buried in my heart! 】

432: [The target of the attack is staring at you. 】

Meng Yile:!

He probably won't see the sun tomorrow.

Meng Yile quickly glanced at Han Xingchen's direction, saw that the other person's face was not half the same as usual, he was slightly puzzled, but gradually he was relieved, it's good that he wasn't angry, otherwise he would have to coax him for a long time.

After the song was over, there was no applause. Meng Yile and Tongue Ring Man got off the stage and walked back to the corner. They sat down and looked at each other for a while, slightly embarrassed. Meng Yile smiled shyly: "No! Are you playing with your friends?"

The tongue ring man nodded seriously, "Of course I'm going."

Then why are you still sitting here?

The tongue ring man easily read a few words from the boy's face, and grinned, "You come with me."

"I...? But..."

"There's nothing wrong with it. With me covering you, there will be absolutely no trouble."

Oops, it's really not that you misunderstood, big brother. Only when you are covering me will there be troubles.

The man with the tongue ring pulled him up and moved to the dice table, "We'll add two to this game."

What the few of them were playing was nothing but the rogue version of Truth or Dare.Compared with the level of Meng Yile's class gatherings, holding hands and cuddling and so on is simply nothing, not enough for this group of people to use.

Meng Yile had learned a lot, listening to the girl's screams from time to time, his white skin gradually turned red as if someone had applied rouge layer by layer.

Meng Yile blushed and turned his head to leave, but someone grabbed his wrist forcefully. When he turned around and saw a cold face, he was startled, "Xingchen..."

There was no expression on the boy's face, but the words that came out of his mouth were full of sarcasm, "Don't you want to join, why, the game has just started and you are leaving?"

Meng Yile shook his head, "I didn't..." He took two steps in the direction of the boy, raised his hand to grab the boy's fingers, and speak softly to him, the last thing he wanted was to see Han Xingchen with a sarcastic expression on his face , My heart will hurt like a needle prick.

However, the other party withdrew his arm in an instant, turned around and sat there intently staring at the spinning empty wine bottle, as if the scene just now was just a picture he imagined, but in fact the boy sat there from the beginning to the end without moving.