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

The weather at the end of August was hot and dry, and the trees, flowers and plants drooped their heads listlessly, wishing they could be buried to avoid the sun.The land cracked ugly lines, opened its mouth wide and bared its fangs, screaming for rain.

The whole country was plunged into a scorching heat.

On the third day after they returned home, Han's father and Han's mother came back. At that time, Han Xingchen was catching the boy pretending behind the door, wandering his hands wantonly under the other's clothes, forcing him to call his name stickily again and again. The person was on the verge of erupting, but suddenly heard a "dong dong dong dong" knock on the door.

"Is Lunar month in there?"

Meng Yile woke up instantly as if someone had poured cold water on her head. She suddenly pushed the person in front of her away, and answered in a trembling voice while hurriedly arranging her clothes: "Mom, I'm here. Wait a minute."

There are too many buttons on the shirt, and the designer intentionally made the buttons small and exquisite, which is very attractive. The more flustered Meng Yile's hands were, the more he couldn't button them. Go into the cracks.

However, those buttons were one after another, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't finish buttoning them.The boy in a casual white t-shirt was barely messed up. Seeing the anxious look of the boy, he walked over to help him, but was silently pushed away again.

Han Xingchen frowned angrily, looked at the boy whose hands couldn't stop shaking, but gradually relaxed his eyebrows and compromised, and didn't force him to help him again.

When the door was opened, the two of them had already packed everything, and even the only ambiguous atmosphere left in the air was covered by the strong fragrance of lilies.

Meng Yile looked at the woman in front of him, lowered his head in a panic, and took the initiative to greet: "Mom, you are back."

Mother Han looked at the well-behaved boy in front of her, "Are you taking a nap? Why did it take you so long to open the door?" As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out to straighten the boy's hair, "I didn't even have time to tidy my hair? Actually, I'm not in a hurry. You don't have to hurry."

"Well... I forgot when I heard your voice," the boy couldn't help pinching himself with the hand hanging by his leg, forced himself to calm down, and smiled: "Is Dad back too? In the living room?"

"I went to the study. There are some things in the company that haven't been dealt with yet... Hey, Xingchen is here too?" Mother Han entered the bedroom, and only then did she see the boy lying on the bed casually.

Han Xingchen continued to play the game indifferently, without even taking off his earphones, and said "Mom" without making any other movements.

Mother Han responded awkwardly, chatted with Meng Yile with a stiff mouth, and left in a hurry, completely different from the appearance of having a long talk with the boy before entering the room, as if there was someone in the room. Something horrifying in general.

Meng Yile frowned: [Why do I think Han Mu is weird. 】

432: 【Yeah, Han Xingchen seems weird too. 】

Meng Yile agreed: [Yes, he was so rude just now, Mother Han didn't even say anything about him. 】

432: [There must be some secrets between the two mothers and sons that cannot be told, such as the secrets of a wealthy family, the erotic affairs that a lady can't talk about, and so on. 】

Meng Yile couldn't help rolling his eyes wildly: ...I refuse to cooperate with this kind of system full of pornographic books.

Han Xingchen glanced at the boy, saw him standing there staring at the door in a daze, sighed inwardly, put down his phone, walked over and took the boy into his arms, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yile silently withdrew from his arms, lowered his eyelids and shook his head, his whole body was calm, even his voice said: "It's okay. Go down and spend time with mom."

Han Xingchen looked at his hands that were pushed away, raised his eyelids and looked at the boy for a while, then responded in a low voice: "Yes." He turned and walked out of the room.

Meng Yile hesitated for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, turned around and followed him downstairs.

In the living room of the Han family, the mother and son were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Mother Han and Meng Yile chatted from time to time, and the atmosphere was quite active.Han Xingchen remained indifferent, and continued to clear the game on his mobile phone expressionlessly. After a while, he heard footsteps on the stairs.

Hearing the movement, Meng Yile raised his head and looked over, pleasantly surprised: "Father." The smile on his face and the bright eyes between his brows showed his happiness.

Father Han responded with a smile on his lips, "How did you play? I heard from Aunt Zhou that the two of you came back... are you so tired that you are about to fall asleep at the dining table?"

Meng Yile was asked such a question by Han's father, thinking of the crazy things the two of them did on the plane, his face turned red, and he felt as if his whole body was on fire, scorching hot and uncomfortable.

Han's mother thought he was shy, and joked: "Both young men are so tired, it seems that they really had a good time. My father and I didn't follow, so you two had a good time, didn't you?"

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Father Han who was coming, and blamed: "Dad, do you think we are the kind of feudal parents who don't communicate with their children? When these two brothers traveled with us, they never saw them so tired." Yes. It seems that he has been suppressing his temper."

Father Han smiled, and followed the words to tease the two brothers, "At the beginning of the month, tell mom if we are the kind of old-fashioned parents."

Meng Yile struggled to keep his tongue from getting tangled, his hands on his lap were already wet with sweat, and he replied, "Of course not, you are the best parents. It's Xingchen and I who did it wrong..."

"Is there anything wrong with this? If you play crazy, you can go crazy, as long as you don't do anything too extreme without telling us." Han Mu stopped suddenly as she spoke, turned to look at her husband, and looked at her husband with a smile. Turning back, "Dad wants me to explain to you, even if you are an adult, you don't need to try everything, so that you feel that you have no regrets in life."

Meng Yile was immersed in his own world, his head was blank, he nodded obediently, but the young man who had been silent all this time put down his phone, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "We didn't go to any adult places, you don't have to guess like this Guess."

Han's father and Han's mother glanced at Han Xingchen, then looked at each other, and changed the topic tacitly. After a while, when the atmosphere became lively again, Han's mother called Aunt Zhou at the right time: "Is the meal ready?"

Aunt Zhou's voice came from the kitchen: "It's all ready, and the table can be set now."

Mother Han turned her head, "Let's go, let's have dinner together." As she walked towards the dining table, she sighed, "It's been a long time since our family had dinner together?"

Father Han replied: "I've been too busy these days, everything has been piled up. I don't even have time to spend with my children."

Meng Yile knew that what they were talking about was still about not being able to come back to accompany them to take the college entrance examination, so she hurriedly reassured them, "Mom and Dad, don't say that, Xingchen and I know that although you are away from home, you are always thinking about our exam. It is because of this concern that we can perform so well in the examination room."

Mother Han looked at the well-behaved and sensible child in front of her, with tenderness in her eyes.

After Aunt Zhou brought out the dishes one by one, the four of them sat down and began to eat. The table was quiet except for occasional small conversations. They were very respectful of the performance of the food, but Meng Yile's eyebrows were covered with a faint smile. Sorrowful, holding the food tastelessly, unable to swallow.

Just when the boy picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and put them into the bowl, he suddenly felt a commotion - he didn't know what was wrapped around his leg.The next moment, the boy suddenly realized what it was. His eyes trembled violently, and he glanced uneasily in the direction of Han's father and Han's mother. The lower leg is drawn back.

However, the other party was holding it tightly, stretching his legs and crawling up his leg while holding it, the movement was bold and excessive, and the rustling itch spread to the calf, knee bend, thigh, and the root of the leg little by little. ...

Meng Yile opened a pair of black and white eyes, and looked at the opposite person helplessly.

Han Xingchen's mind was a little shaken by his gaze. He only felt that the eye hidden behind the glasses was wet, and there were thousands of indescribable charms hidden in it. He just waited for him to go over and lick it. All the water vapor inside is contained in the mouth.

Meng Yile twitched his leg again, but not only failed to pull it back, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, he quickly bit his lower lip tightly, suppressed the moan that he almost exhaled, and almost wiped his entire body. His cheeks were buried in the bowl in front of him.

Seeing his movements, Han's mother called him suspiciously: "Are you so hungry at the beginning of the month? Or sleepy again, almost fell asleep in the bowl."

The boy who was asked blushed and raised his head hastily, his eyes wavered, and the water in it swayed layer by layer, "No, Mom. I, I... I just feel a little pain in my stomach..."

Father Han looked at him after hearing the words: "Is the pain severe, do you need to call the family doctor?"

"No, no need," the boy hastily waved his hands in refusal, and put down the tightly clenched wooden chopsticks, "Maybe I've eaten something bad, I, I'm going to the bathroom." As he spoke, he twitched the leg under the table again, but Still unable to twitch, he looked at the flawless young man with panicked eyes.

I just felt that there was no other way, the boy's red lips were slightly parted, revealing a corner of porcelain white teeth, the two contrasted and complemented each other perfectly.

--Please.

Waves surged deep in Han Xingchen's eyes.

The restrained strength suddenly disappeared, and the foot that was doing evil between his legs was retracted. The boy stood up immediately, but tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, and walked towards the bathroom step by step.

However, when night fell, the entire Han family villa was eroded by darkness.At the time when he was supposed to fall asleep, the door of the boy's room was gently opened by someone, and a boy in a loose home clothes barged in together with the bright lights in the corridor. Did not dare to wear shoes.

After Meng Yile got in, he immediately closed the door gently and locked it.He slowly walked to the bedside under the eyes of the boy staring at the prey, and said nervously: "Parents are at home, can I not today..."

The boy on the bed lazily looked at his two slender legs, and raised his eyebrows, "Come up."

The boy stood there tangled for a while, but before he could figure out what to do, someone pulled his arms and fell on someone.As soon as the two touched each other, their bodies changed quietly and became scorching hot.

Han Xingchen's voice was as calm as usual, as if he was not worried about being discovered, he patted the boy's back to comfort him, and asked jokingly, "Are you scared?"

"……Um."

"Why don't you think about the consequences when you beg me?"

The boy lying in his arms was sweet and panicked, "How could you do such a thing under the dining table."

The boy raised his chin, and gently stamped that lip, "Are you full, don't starve my baby."

The boy's face turned red from this address, and he shrunk into the boy's chest again, "I'm full." After a while, the boy seemed to have suddenly gained courage, and raised his head from his arms, laying on Han Xingchen's neck. He pecked at the chin a few times flatteringly, and looked at him shyly while discussing: "Can I stop doing excessive things in front of my parents in the future?"

Han Xingchen turned over lightly, pressed the boy under him, and joked in his eyes: "Look at your performance tonight. Come on, spread your legs."

The boy opened his eyes wide, in disbelief: "Say, what are you talking about..."

"Said I like you and want you. Han Yuechu, how about you, how do you feel about me?"

The boy hesitated for a long time, and had to squeeze out three words under his gaze: "Me too."

They played for more than a month, and the summer vacation slipped away just a few days after they came back, and the time slipped to the day of reporting to the new school bit by bit.

Han's father and Han's mother looked at the luggage in the trunk of the car, "Is there anything else I didn't bring? Did you bring your ID, mobile phone and money?"

Meng Yile didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mom, you've asked me several times, and you've brought everything. Don't worry about Xingchen and me. We're just going to school for a few days and we'll be back."

Han's mother patted him on the shoulder, "Take good care of my brother at the beginning of the month. You are an elder brother. If he does something wrong, please take care of him. My father and I are busy with company affairs and can't send you off. I feel very guilty."

Meng Yile nodded obediently: "Don't worry, Mom. We're just going to school, there's no need to send them off, Xingchen and I are adults, have you forgotten?"

Han's father and Han's mother explained for a long time, until they had to go to catch the plane, and then reluctantly let them go. Meng Yile, who was sitting in the car, waved and said goodbye to them until there were no more people in sight. He said: "Mom and Dad, goodbye." Then he retracted his gaze.

Han Xingchen pulled the boy into his arms, pinched his nose, "Don't cry."

The eyelashes of the boy with red eyes trembled, "I didn't cry... just a little bit reluctant..."

The young man ran along his back, comforting the injured little white flower, while showing off his boyfriend power while sneaking in: "I'm still with you."

"Xingchen, thank you."

Han Xingchen laughed twice when he heard him thank you, and the sound of his chest vibrating reached the ears of the boy in his arms. He blushed inexplicably when he heard it. Only then did he realize that there was a driver in the car, and he struggled to get out of the boy's arms. .

But the young man suddenly put his head close to his ear, and whispered, "Why don't you give me some practical thanks?"

Meng Yile's ears were red and he turned his head to the direction outside the window, watching the scenery whistling by, his heart throbbed in panic.After a while, the boy quietly raised his hand to cover his heart, only to feel that his breathing became easier after a while.

However, in the next second, he was struggling in his heart. Their current relationship...what is it? !

Such absurd behavior not only did not stop, but went a step further. If parents knew about it, how disappointed they would be.The boy was tangled in his heart, with one hand tightly clutching the collar of his clothes.

That day in the bathroom at the Spanish airport... What the hell did he do... It's really shameful, Han Yuechu, you are really... Shameful.

Knowing that the young man did something wrong, not only did he not stop him, but he dragged him into hell together, is this how he acts as an older brother? !

Looking at the boy's back, Han Xingchen slightly frowned, and took off his hand clenched around the neckline in displeasure, "Breathe!"

Meng Yile took a breath in a daze.

432: [Wocao, there is still no need to breathe to scare people, tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. 】

Meng Yile: 【Please, I'm holding my breath and I'm having a hard time holding my breath. What's the point of repaying you? 】

432: [Congratulations. 】

Meng Yile was speechless: 【Congratulations? ? 】

[The completeness of the strategy target is 1, and the current completeness is 96, please continue to work hard for the host (≧▽≦)/]