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

Meng Yile used serving chopsticks to help Han Xingchen pick up dishes that suited his taste. He did not forget Han Yueyue's signature smile on his face. He turned around and asked the two girls, "Are you still used to eating? The Chinese food here is always delicious." It's kind of weird."

Cang Ling didn't speak, she subconsciously poked the potatoes on the plate with two chopsticks, and a piece of intact potato was ruthlessly poked into mashed potatoes. The line of sight can't wait to stare a hole in the opponent's body.

Sexy and plump girls always have especially charming eyes.

Song Miaoyi had a cute smile on her face, her eyebrows were curved, she stopped the bowl with her slightly fat hands, and she replied politely: "It's true that it's not very authentic, but compared to this - it's strange to eat Chinese food when traveling abroad. thing?"

Hearing this, Meng Yile's face was apologetic, he subconsciously glanced at Han Xingchen, and rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "Sorry, I don't know why, but I suddenly want to eat Chinese food...but I have caused you to follow along with me." Get up this Chinatown."

Song Miaoyi blinked those big and beautiful eyes, and when she spoke, pink bubbles surrounded her, so cute that they exploded, "No, I don't choose anyway."

Meng Yile smiled, and pointed to the pickled meat with preserved vegetables in front of him. Among the several dishes on the table, this seemed to be the only one that was slightly authentic, and I didn't know what seasoning was added. It was very refreshing and not greasy at all. He wanted to make up for it: "Want to try this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Xingchen's eyes that had been lazily and lazily drifted over immediately, with a hint of murderous intent. Meng Yile was too close to him to easily perceive this displeasure. He turned his head with a smile and met the young man's eyes. , lowered his voice, and coaxed him: "What else do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, he picked up the serving chopsticks again.

Han Xingchen looked like a little wolf dog whose fur had been patted down, and then his face turned slightly better. He seemed to casually glance at the plate of preserved meat that Meng Yile had sold, and said lightly, "That. "

It looked as if he really just ordered a random dish, and he wasn't throwing a temper tantrum on purpose.

Meng Yile shook his head helplessly, there was nothing he could do about it, but the gentleman politely turned the dishes in front of Song Miaoyi first, looked at the girl in pink short-sleeves, there was still a bit of indulgence on his face that he hadn't had time to take back, his eyes Light is gentle: "Ladies first."

"Thank you." The pink short-sleeved girl did not pretend to be polite. She gently picked up a piece of fat and thin meat with her chopsticks, and then swallowed it boldly, but she was slightly ashamed under Meng Yile's astonished eyes. A piece of pink.

Meng Yile: [Oh my god, is she so ready to eat meat? ! 】

432: [No one stipulates that girls should eat and talk softly? 】

Meng Yile: [No, I just think such a polite and cute girl...]

432: [Collapsed character design? 】

Meng Yile: [It's a bit... But she's still so cute when she blushes, ahhh, I like it to death! 】

432: [It turns out that you only look at the face. 】

Meng Yile: [There's nothing wrong with that, everyone has their own special preferences! 】

432 couldn't fight back, and cursed silently in his heart: ... Yan Gou!

"I want a piece too!" Cang Ling suddenly joined in the contest of pickled pork with plum vegetables. She viciously picked up a piece of meat, threw that piece of meat into her bowl, and then... continued to stare at Han fiercely. Xingchen didn't intend to touch that piece of meat at all.

And Song Miaoyi, who was already blushing, finished off all the meat in her mouth. She wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, looking very shy, and explained: "It takes a lot of mouthfuls to eat meat to be delicious."

Meng Yile hurriedly nodded to cooperate, looked at the cute girl who was completely different from his impression, and said with difficulty: "Yeah."

However, their atmosphere was not so embarrassing two hours ago...

Sunshine, beach, girls in bikinis.

It is simply the highest configuration of this season. Although Meng Yile hooked the young man's finger, his eyes did not leave Song Miaoyi who was opposite him for a second. I felt nervous again, and I was so excited that I almost fainted.

Meng Yile tried his best to control the expression on his face, not showing the slightest bit of obscenity, but his little finger suddenly hurt.

The boy who wrinkled his face in pain looked at the boy beside him aggrievedly, "Xingchen, it hurts."

Hearing this sentence, Han Xingchen pinched him hard again, with a black face deceiving, but there was no flaw on his face: "We are twins, so I know what you are thinking."

Meng Yile: 【Sorry, we are not.smiling face.jpg]

432: [You finally remember the fact that you two are not related by blood. Great progress. 】

Meng Yile lowered his eyelids, pulled his little finger back from the boy's hand, and smiled wryly: "Do you really know everything?"

If he knew why he was forced to do things he didn't want, why he kept saying hurtful words, would he really have the heart to let his heart struggle and ache.

Han Xingchen's already ugly face, seeing the boy's efforts to suppress his disappointment, instantly turned ice cold.

"Hey! Let's flush the water together!" Cang Ling's voice came from not far away, Meng Yile turned around and looked over, but thought he saw a mermaid, and saw a girl with a good figure twisting her waist as soft as a snake Limbs shuttle back and forth in the water, and the whole body is pink and white, only two small pieces of cloth hang on the places that must be covered, which cannot block the big spring.

He swallowed uncontrollably.

432: [Yellow card warning!Yellow card warning!Please don't casually collapse the character set! 】

Meng Yile: [I didn't do it on purpose, this is a normal physiological reaction of people! 】

432: [Reject any excuses, don't leave the character at will! 】

Meng Yile: [I'm so wronged... I will try my best to control myself. 】

Cang Ling was still gliding in the water, but Meng Yile didn't dare to look at it again. He made a shy expression and then looked away unnaturally, looking down at the sea water under his feet.

The boy next to him took off his drenched T-shirt with a cold face, and threw it on the beach casually, revealing a better figure. He walked up to the snake-like girl step by step, and the girl raised her face and looked at her with a smile. Looking at him, the two of them didn't know what to say, and after a while they walked back to the beach together.

Song Miaoyi stood beside Meng Yile, with one arm passing behind her back and grabbing the other arm, she was pretty and cute, looking at the boy and girl walking from the blue water, she sighed, "The two of them are so good for each other oh."

Meng Yile's eyes were also glued to the two of them, and he said "Yes" in agreement, before chuckling, "Xingchen's personality and Cangling seem to be in harmony with each other."

One is like fire and the other is like ice.

Song Miaoyi turned her head to look at him, her eyes were full of deep meaning, she tilted her head slightly, this action made him more cute, "At the last class reunion, they said that you have a girl you like...can satisfy my curiosity Xin, do you want to reveal a little bit of information?"

"No, no, they just guessed!" Meng Yile hastily clarified dumbfoundedly. The innocent boy who had never been in love before had a big blush because of this question. He paused and added embarrassingly: "At present I haven't met anyone I like yet."

Song Miaoyi nodded, and said something inexplicable: "I know that Han Yueyue will not fall in love with others easily, otherwise he has failed our expectations."

Hearing this, Meng Yile couldn't help but look at her, but only saw the girl's sharp side face, with smooth and clear lines, very heroic, a style completely different from the sweetness of the front face.He wanted to ask what he expected, but instinctively felt that this question was dangerous, and he hesitated whether to ask it or not.

The girl in a pink bikini suddenly turned her face and looked at him with a serious face, "Han Yuechu, can you promise me that you won't fall in love with anyone so easily."

"Why do you say that?" Meng Yile's eyes were full of puzzlement.

Song Miaoyi smiled lightly, her white and fat teeth were exposed between her pink lips like plum petals, and her eyebrows and eyes revealed a bit of playfulness.

"Hey! What are you two whispering about!" Cang Ling's voice came, and with two curiosity, she strode over and hugged Song Miaoyi's shoulders, her plump chest jumped wildly with her steps, almost shaking her head s eyes.The girl with the boobs didn't notice it, and looked at the boy provocatively: "This is my woman, don't touch it casually~"

Meng Yile nodded politely, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, while Song Miaoyi lowered her head and smiled with her lips pursed.

Not far away, Han Xingchen walked steadily to the boy step by step, put his arms around his shoulders, and looked coldly at the provocative Cang Ling, "This is my man, please don't touch him casually."

Meng Yile's face became even more helpless, he looked sideways at the young man, and blurted out: "You two are really a good match."

Cang Ling yelled loudly when she heard this, like a furious kitten: "Who and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and so and the person who has such a bad personality!"

"Who are you saying has a bad personality?" A cool voice came out of Meng Yile's ear.

The flames of war were on the verge of breaking out, Meng Yile hurriedly waved his hands to explain to ease the atmosphere, but at this dangerous moment, Song Miaoyi suddenly smiled and sighed softly: "Hey, there is no objection to 'good match'."

Boom - World War broke out.No one can stop it anymore.

……

I don't know who came up with the suggestion of beach volleyball. Meng Yile took the volleyball and glanced at Song Miaoyi, who was trembling beside her, and asked considerately, "Is it really possible? If you're too scared, just sit by and watch. I'll be alone." People can do it too."

Song Miaoyi felt a little apologetic, subconsciously made a movement to protect herself, forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, and shook her head: "It's okay, if I am too scared, I will avoid it." She hesitated and added: "Let's start... "

"Okay." Meng Yile raised his hand to signal the start of the game to the two opponents on the opposite side. He served the ball smoothly, bounced vigorously, stretched his arms, stretched his back muscles, and hit the ball in one go. Through a wonderful arc, he crashed into the two dark-faced people.

I don't know how those two people have such a fate, they both made such a miserable appearance, and they were still able to be assigned to a group in the final draw. Maybe God loves to joke?That's why two people who don't want to see each other are allowed to continue to cooperate.

This is really not a good thing, at least Meng Yile thinks so.But the two face-saving people rejected the proposal of reallocation with one voice, and spread their hands.

He has never played such an easy game, and he has never seen a situation where the opponent has suffered serious casualties with almost no shots.Song Miaoyi covered her nose with lingering fear after seeing the two people on the opposite side colliding again at a very high speed, "Ah, it hurts just looking at it..."

Meng Yile had nothing to say and could only nod his head.A bit of incomprehension appeared on the face, looking at the two accusing each other and breaking up unhappy, "The two of them have a tacit understanding."

Song Miaoyi stared at the two people who bumped into their heads again in the distance, and nodded with difficulty, "Yes, I can reach exactly where the other party is going every time..."

An hour later, Cang Ling and Han Xingchen were almost exhausted. Not only that, they were also covered with bruises. They hated each other with bruised and purple faces, and their eyes wished they could eat people.

I didn't see any relief from this game at all.

On the other hand, Song Miaoyi and Meng Yile were refreshed and smiling, and it was completely impossible to tell that they had just finished a beach volleyball match with an absolute overwhelming advantage.

Seeing Cang Ling and Han Xingchen's dislike for each other, Meng Yile frowned slightly, wondering: "Didn't the two of them date for a while before, why is the situation like this now?"

"Probably because breaking up is an enemy." Song Miaoyi was not at all surprised by the way the two of them got along, and smiled: "I heard that after breaking up, they can still be good friends because they have never loved before."

"But..." Meng Yile frowned even tighter, "Xing Chen is not someone who offends girls, he usually behaves very politely when facing girls."

Not only polite, but also less talkative, I have never seen him say so much to anyone.

Song Miaoyi shook her head and teased him: "Don't you have telepathy? Could it be that you can't sense it this time?" After she finished speaking, she paused, "But this question, I think you can ask Han Xingchen himself, how are you related? Intimacy, he should not hide it from you."

Meng Yile pondered for a while, then stood straight on the spot, his hair a little disheveled by the sea breeze, and suddenly said, "I thought I knew the stars very well."

Wow, the page was turned, someone cut the time into two parts, and the scene turned back to the moment on the dinner table.

Meng Yile put a piece of green vegetable into the unhappy boy's bowl, and softly flattered him: "Eating too much meat is bad for your health, now is the time to eat vegetables."

"Oh." Han Xingchen picked up the rapeseed with a cold face, and smoothly stuffed it into the mouth of Meng Yile who spoke righteously.

Meng Yile: "No."

Song Miaoyi: "..."

Cang Ling: "..."

Wocao, Han Xingchen doesn't seem to use serving chopsticks?

Meng Yile chewed the rapeseed in two mouthfuls and swallowed it down. He no longer dared to serve the young man with green vegetables. He specially picked a few pieces of mutton and put them in his bowl, but he still smiled at the startled two. The girl explained: "Xingchen has been playing around with me since he was a child, you should also eat more vegetables to help digestion."

Song Miaoyi: "..."

Cang Ling: "..."

Why do I suddenly feel like I can't sit still here? !

Back at the hotel, Meng Yile stood at the door of the room and said goodbye to him: "Xingchen, you must be exhausted after playing all day, you should go to bed early today, and stop playing with your phone when you get back to the room. Good night."

As he spoke, he opened the door and waved goodbye to the young man, but when he lowered his head to close the door, he felt a resistance. Meng Yile raised his head in doubt, smiled, his brows and eyes sparkled brightly: "What's wrong? Did something fall?"

Han Xingchen gave a "hmm" without explaining, and pushed open the door forcefully and broke into the boy's world.

Holding the doorknob, Meng Yile stood there and looked at the boy in the room, with a naive expression on his face, he asked, "What happened? Is it important?"

Han Xingchen watched him slowly walk back in front of him, put one hand on the door panel, and closed the exquisitely carved door tightly without leaving a gap with the outside world. Ren Meng Yile grabbed it hard. The doorknob did nothing to stop it.

The boy looked back at the closed wooden door uneasily, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, but he still held on, "What's wrong with the stars?"

Han Xingchen looked at his lips, stared deeply for a while, and then opened his mouth quietly, driving away the oppressive atmosphere: "You forgot today's goodnight kiss."

Meng Yile hesitated for a moment, struggles flashed in his eyes, and finally he stretched his slender neck, and gently opened his lips to enclose the other's tenderness.After a while, the boy leaned against the door and asked him with watery eyes: "Can you...?"

Han Xingchen's eyes were cold, looking at the boy who was relieved as if he had completed the task, and said lightly: "There is still one thing missing."

The boy who was staring at the tiptoes of the two of them was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at him, with a bit of fear and shame in his eyes.

Of course the young man knew what he was afraid of being ashamed of, and it was nothing more than he was afraid of having some contact with him, especially the kind of sexual thing he did in the bathroom of the bar last time.

But he didn't think so today. The boy raised the corners of his mouth and smiled wickedly, "Today's game, I won."