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

The two were picking and choosing in the duty-free shop. After about half an hour, they felt that the time should be enough for Cang Ling, so they walked back with a big bag of things. Song Miaoyi held a golden packing box in her hand and fiddled with it for a while. Stretch it in front of Meng Yile.

Meng Yile couldn't move his hands while carrying a big bag or a small bag, so he could only turn his head and take a serious look. The words on it seemed to be densely packed in Japanese, wondering: "What is this?"

Song Miaoyi slyly shook the small box in her hand, the corners of her mouth curled up triumphantly: "Guess."

How could someone make this action so cute? Meng Yile couldn't control himself, feeling that there were pink bubbles emanating from the girl all around him, and they burst slightly in front of him one by one.

"Diamond cleaning fluid?" He looked at it carefully and saw that there was a sparkling diamond logo on it, uncertain.

Song Miaoyi's eyes widened, her face was full of surprise, but she couldn't suppress the ever-expanding smile, her face flushed slightly, "Why are you so outrageous, the straight man's thinking is really... divergent." She shook her head.

Meng Yile was dumbfounded.

432: [Tell her, you are a serious gay, don't let the majority of straight men take the blame for you. 】

Meng Yile: [I was ridiculed for being a 'straight man' just now, my God, is this true? 】

432: [You've listened to cross talk a lot lately. 】

Meng Yile is mean, and continues to imitate the crosstalk actor he likes: [Stay away from me, don't press my invisible wings. 】

432 Speechless: That's right, the little slut has gone wild.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Song Miaoyi couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "How can you make such an expression? It's a foul."

Meng Yile was puzzled: "What foul?"

Song Miaoyi blinked her left eye and didn't answer. She just opened the golden packaging box in her hand, took out a cosmetic product inside, squeezed out the white paste and applied it on Meng Yile's forearm. Seriously, "Don't you boys wear sunscreen in summer? I think you're getting a little red here... Take this with you in the future, and add another one if you run out. Just buy it according to this brand... I You have learned the method of painting for you just now, here."

The last sound was soft and waxy, and Meng Yile's legs felt a little weak in an instant. He couldn't stand such an intensive sweet attack at all!

Meng Yile, who had a big bag and a small bag, didn't have a hand to pick it up. He blushed and thanked: "Thank you... I didn't pay much attention to this, no wonder your skin is so white." After he finished speaking, he blushed embarrassingly.

Song Miaoyi put the small tube of sunscreen into the plastic bag in his hand, "I don't just have the advantage of being white~"

Meng Yile nodded wildly in his heart: Yes, yes, you are so cute that you are bubbling, careful and gentle, and love to eat meat.

When they returned to the waiting room, the two of them had finished their conversation. Meng Yile took a closer look at their faces, and saw that Cang Ling was thinking about something with her head down, while Han Xingchen was lazily fiddling with the phone in her hand. Headphones, there is no superfluous expression on his face.

He walked over with his things and sat down next to the boy. Song Miaoyi's gentle voice broke the awkward silence: "Handsome guy, we're back. This trip...has been very fruitful~"

Hearing this, Han Xingchen's lowered eyelids twitched. He looked strangely at the blushing boy next to him, and then at the girl with a spring face opposite him, and stopped fiddling with the headphone cable.

432 popped out suddenly: 【You are going to die. 】

Meng Yile: [Why, why am I about to die if I didn't do anything? ! 】

432: [The status of the completeness value of the attack target is very unstable. 】

Meng Yile: [What do you mean, don't scare me! ! ! 】

432: [The data is going up and down, the love you finally summoned will be in vain. 】

Meng Yile: [Then, what should I do?Me, me, me, I didn't do anything, what is he doing up and down? 】

432 tried to remind him: 【Do you think the word 'reaping a lot' can describe many things? 】

Meng Yile: [Hiss! 】

It's over, it's over, the target of the strategy has been misunderstood!

Meng Yile was so frightened that he grabbed Han Xingchen's hand. This action was a little agitated, and the strength was not well controlled. He directly slapped the earphone off the young man's hand. With a "click", the sound of falling on the marble was very crisp.

The three people heard the movement and turned towards him.

Meng Yile picked up the things, and explained incoherently under the cold gaze of the young man: "I, I suddenly remembered that I just forgot to buy your favorite fruit oatmeal... accompany me to the duty-free shop again, okay? "

Those eyes are really beautiful. Even though they are wearing rimless glasses, they still can't stop the brilliance flowing inside. They are deep and charming. When you look straight at people, the dense mist inside will surge out crazily, making you look wet , watery.

Han Xingchen found that he couldn't refuse, so he stood up quickly: "Let's go." But his face was so gloomy that it made people panic.

The boy took the wallet in one hand, and led the boy quickly out of the waiting room with the other, and ran all the way to the toilet cubicle.

Meng Yile was very anxious: [432, is the integrity stable? 】

432: [No. 】

Meng Yile: [Okay, he forced me to do this!Don't give me a yellow card, I'm helpless too! 】

Meng Yile lowered his head and pushed the boy onto the toilet, then gently sat on his lap, moving his head closer to him bit by bit, but with a little nervousness and shyness, his eyes kept avoiding the other party's gaze.

In the cramped space, the temperature rose suddenly, and the breath of the hot two people was scorching.

Han Xingchen didn't know why he made such an abnormal movement suddenly, he was puzzled and waited for his next move, very quiet.

The boy subconsciously grasped the boy's forearm with both hands, moved his head closer, let go of his clenched lower lip, and explained softly, "You...I didn't..."

The boy didn't move or push him away, but pressed his cheek and asked lightly, "Nothing?"

Meng Yile pursed his lips, his face blushed a little, and his voice was a little lower, "I don't have any girls I like."

What he said was too tactful, Han Xingchen gave a cold "Oh" and continued to wait for the next step.

Meng Yile's earlobes turned red from the atmosphere, and he said with difficulty: "I have nothing with Song Miaoyi...don't get me wrong."

Han Xingchen's eyelids twitched suddenly, but he forced himself to calm down.He reached out and lifted the boy's drooping face, and looked deeply into those eyes, "Han Yue, do you know what you're talking about?"

The boy quickly raised his eyes to look at him, and then quickly dodged away. The struggle and panic were vividly reflected in those eyes. The boy's face was so red that it was almost bleeding. He seemed to be unable to bear such questioning, and his hands moved He grasped the boy's left arm tightly.

"Don't, don't ask again."

Han Xingchen squeezed his chin forcefully, turned the boy's head around, and forced him to face himself, "Do you know what you said just now?"

The boy wanted to run away when he questioned him, as if his mind was a little clearer after being stunned, he moved and struggled to climb down from the boy's body, but his thigh was firmly held down by his left hand.

"You're always like this." The young man's voice was full of gnashing of teeth, "Give me a little hint, and when I chase after this poor clue, you hurriedly dodge it. It's like a fisherman hooking you with bait You are treating me like a big fish, Han Yue, why are you so cruel."

The boy blushed even more. He wanted to lower his head in shame, to escape, to go to a place where no one was around, but his thighs and chin were being held by someone, and there was no room for him to retreat.The boy slammed it with a questioning hatred, which made his whole heart crumpled into a ball.

After a long while, the boy who had nowhere to retreat closed his eyes, bent down obediently, his lips immediately touched the side soft and cool, and his eyelashes trembled violently twice.

He closed it with a light touch, and his face was full of pain, "Don't ask any more, Xingchen is sorry, I'm sorry...I'm so scared...I'm sorry."

It was only then that Han Xingchen suddenly remembered what the boy was afraid of - the boy was still being kept from knowing about his non-existent blood relationship.

He opened his mouth to tell the boy the truth, but he choked suddenly when those words came into his throat. The boy weighed it in his heart for a while, and finally pursed his lips, frowning and remained silent.He pressed down the boy's soft waist, hugged him into his arms, then lifted his chin slightly, and said, "Open your mouth."

The boy trembled when he heard the words, and the next second his eyes were full of water, and he wanted to climb off the boy's body, but Han Xingchen didn't allow it. He lowered his head, covered the two dodging lips, and licked his palate from time to time, it was so gentle For a long while, he let the boy in his arms gasp for breath.

Meng Yile frantically knocked on 432 while panting: [How is it, is it stable? 】

432: [Yes. 】

Meng Yile: [Why is your reaction so flat? 】

432: [Just now, you almost collapsed! 】

Meng Yile: [Isn't that almost, it's over if it doesn't collapse. 】

432: [In the future, prohibit, reappear, similar, behavior. 】

Meng Yile: Tsk, I accidentally stuttered the old rascal.

When the two returned, it was not long before boarding time, Meng Yile lowered his head slightly, with a hint of sadness on his face, faint but lingering.

He bid farewell to the two girls politely, carried the luggage with Han Xingchen to check-in, and waved to Cang Ling and Song Miaoyi at the boarding gate, "Goodbye, we must have fun."

Cang Ling and Song Miaoyi: "Goodbye." It's just two pairs of eyes, but they are looking at different people.

The two of them were almost exhausted when they got home. Luckily, Mother Han had arranged for an assistant to pick them up. Once they got home, they didn't even have the energy to say hello to Aunt Zhou. They just focused on filling their stomachs and eating.

Seeing the two children so tired, Aunt Zhou couldn't help feeling distressed, and nagged: "Is it going out to play or go out and suffer? It's really hard for one or two to be so tired!"

Seeing that they were about to fall asleep after eating, she hurriedly told them to put down their soup bowls and chased them away: "Go to the upper bedroom to rest, don't delay any longer, if you eat any more soup, you will drink it." In the nose."

Han Xingchen put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth, got up and walked upstairs, Meng Yile said goodnight to Aunt Zhou and climbed step by step to the second floor.They were all listless, and both of them thought to themselves: I can never play so crazy again in the future.

However, Han Xingchen, who had taken a nap, woke up in the middle of the night and caught the boy next to him and kept messing with him. Meng Yile was woken up by his movements, and opened his eyes in a daze. The sound, he quickly covered his mouth with his hands, with tears in his eyes, he tried his best to endure it.

The other hand hurriedly grabbed the boy's forearm which was still going back and forth, and stopped for a long time but it didn't work at all. In the end, the two of them fell into madness again.

After it was over, Meng Yile lay on the bed with his back to Han Xingchen, his face full of guilt and gloom.

Han Xingchen hugged him into his arms, "Don't think too much, it's not too much for friends to help each other."

After a while, Meng Yile closed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm".

The two of them were not talking, waiting for the smell of the smell in the room to gradually dissipate.

432: [Is it cool? 】

Meng Yile: 【Fuck, everyone says I'm a clean freak, why don't you always believe me! 】

432: [I believe you and I'm mentally retarded. 】

Meng Yile: [Oh, it's so annoying. 】

432: 【What's the trouble? Didn't he make it to the end? 】

Meng Yile: 【That's annoying! 】

Meng Yile: [What about my compensation? 】

432: [No compensation.Smile. 】

Meng Yile: 【I'm dead. 】

432: 【Don't die yet, tell me is it exciting to do it on the plane? 】

Meng Yile: [...You you you you! ! ! 】

432: [Okay, I see, good night:)]

Meng Yile: What the hell system, he wants to apply for a refund!