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

In late summer, after the sun sets on the western mountain, the twilight is long overdue.The loud cicadas at noon also began to feel less hot and dry. They took a break from the sound and planned to spend the night with loud singing after a while. After all, their lives are short, and they don't want to waste a moment.

But after a while, the calm lake water in the pond became rippled, and the slim lotus leaves and lotus root flowers inside were swaying constantly by the rain, and a mass of water accumulated on the wide green leaves, which could not be supported by the fragile neck. Suddenly dumped to one side, the splashing water passed through the slender rhizomes, passed through the low lotus flowers, and fell back into the pond.

Drops of plump water drops fell into the pool, splashing small ripples, rippling in circles, and then the large lotus leaves resumed their indomitable posture again, accepting the rain and dew from the sky.

Cicada gradually rested, there was no movement, but bursts of frogs began to sound, lingering in the night sky, and lingering for a long time.

If the back window of Xie Lin's study was open, it would be facing the bustling pond, but at this time, the doors and windows of Xie's study were closed, not a gleam of light could be seen. People's traces and traces were prohibited from entering early in the morning.

Everyone in the Gu residence knew that there were no valuable furnishings in Xie Lin's study room, except for a big table and a few stacks of books.Their master has always disliked those arty things, and he is indifferent to everything.

He was a cold-hearted person by nature. Even if the thing that the world was vying for was presented to him, he didn't know what was so good about it, and it was worth giving up something for it.

Just like the unhappy words he answered Gu Minglang in Yangzhou City, "You know I've always been indifferent to things outside of me."

——has always been indifferent.

But at this time, the table where the Four Treasures of the study should have been placed was clean. If you look carefully, you can see that someone has waved those things to the ground, and several wolfhair brushes of different thicknesses are intertwined on the ground. Tangled, a mess.

There is still ink stained on the white rice paper, and it is all dyed black and light, layer upon layer, and smudged.

Four slender white lotus root arms are intertwined, and both hands are tightly grasping the window sill. His knuckles are white because of too much force. While trying to stabilize his figure, he bites his lower lip tightly, not wanting to reveal Play out of tune out of tune.

The other two arms were in a hurry, and suddenly opened two carved windows facing the lake, the sound of rain rushing in from outside, the cold air instantly dispelled the charm and ambiguity in the room, and finally Blow those sticky tides away.

There was a slight breeze in the drizzle, and the cold rain was blown into the study room. The hair tips and shoulders of the two men standing by the window were immediately stained with crystals. He kept turning his head to look at the person behind him.

The corners of the reddened eyes were full of spring water, and the insides were moist and misty. They were so beautiful and seductive, just one glance would seduce people who just wanted to destroy him even harder.

"Close... woo, close the window... smash, hit your body... it's cold..." He bit his lower lip with his silver teeth as he spoke, for fear of revealing something that shouldn't be there, because of the wide open window. Cringe in fear.

Xie Lin held his face in his hands, and lightly touched those red lips, and rubbed his thin lips while talking, "Call me a gentleman."

The man in front of the window was dazed for a while before he realized what he was talking about, then he shook his head violently, the messy hair spread out, and then swayed around the tip of his buttocks, scratching people itchy.

"No...don't call...close, close the window..."

Xie Lin simply licked him, drew out the other's lips and tongue, looked at the other's more and more lost and confused eyes, took advantage of the vacancy, and continued to seduce him, "Hey, let me hear your voice, huh?"

Meng Yile was entangled so badly by him that his whole body was hanging powerlessly between him and the window, tears of grievance kept falling down, he was worried that someone would pass by outside, would hear their movements, and know what they were doing. mess things up.

He had no choice but to turn around to ask him again, but his voice had been tortured so long that only his voice and melodious voice remained. He called out weakly, "Mr. Xie... close, close the window...someone..."

Taking advantage of the gap between his words, Xie Lin slipped his tongue in and stirred it, stealing away all the remaining saneness and strength from the man in his arms, then let go of him, and continued to whisper to his ear: "Scream!" Mr. Sheng Xianggong, okay?"

It took Meng Yile a long time to shake his head lightly, silver threads falling down while shaking, "No... close the window..."

Xie Lin teased him for a while, "Really?"

This person was really bullied by him and cried, screaming in grievances, but his voice was very small, like an angry milk cat: "Don't bark, don't bark... close the window..."

Xie Lin had no choice but to comfort him: "What are you afraid of? I have already driven away the people in the yard..." He paused and closed the wide-open carved window, and the temperature in the room began to rise again. The charming and eroticism floats in the air, getting into the corners, inside the paper, and on the scattered brocade clothes all over the floor.

Only then did Meng Yile stop crying intermittently, and once again concentrate on the matters below him.

……

The moonlight climbed up to the eaves, and then quietly blushed and hid in the clouds. The sky and the earth were dark, as if someone had covered a layer of black veil in front of their eyes, and they couldn't see their fingers.

Meng Yile was wrapped in a layer of clothes and hugged in his arms. The two of them walked towards the inner courtyard step by step. Meng Yile was in a daze, but his lips were still red and swollen, and the rouge at the end of his eyes was still red and swollen. The color has not faded, and the smell from the whole body is still a little musky.

Xie Lin was still whispering provocative words in his ear, Meng Yile lazily hid in his arms, opened his eyes lazily and glanced at him when he made a fuss, mixed with anger and shame Seductive meaning.

Xie Lin carried him back to the room, ordered someone to carry the bathtub in, and then personally washed the person in his arms, "Does it still hurt?"

"pain……"

"Blame me," he grabbed the boy's chin, lifted his little face and pecked on it again, "be gentler in the future, okay?"

Meng Yile turned her head to break free from his restraint, but said nothing.

Xie Lin's eyes darkened, he fished out the person in the water, wrapped him in a robe and gently put him on the bed, "Have a good rest." Meng Yile unconsciously closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the weather was fine again, and the frogs rang out together with cicadas, entangled in the air, with a little dew on the tip of the bamboo leaves, occasionally falling with the sound of the wind, or silently evaporating under the sunlight.

Meng Yile was dressed in fancy clothes, and stood in the room boringly wandering around, he went to chat with 432.

Meng Yile: 【Yesterday... I lost consciousness...】

432: [I don't want to know too many details between you. 】

Meng Yile: [No, I mean... I lost consciousness later on! 】

432: 【What exactly do you want to express? 】

Meng Yile rolled his eyes: [Idiot, I mean why am I unconscious? ! 】

432: [Fuck off, I don't know. 】

Meng Yile: I really didn't mean him to live well, I'm discussing it with you very seriously...

Meng Yile felt hungry after he got up, and he opened the door to see if there were any servants passing by, so as to bring him some food and drink. figure.

So he grinned and greeted people: "Hi, we meet again."

Xie Chun stared at him without saying a word, came in with a tray in his hand and pulled a face, put the plates in his hand on the table one by one, and slammed them: "Hurry up and eat."

Meng Yile was still smiling and stabbed him specifically, not feeling happy about finding him: "I'm really sorry, I've been slow in doing things since I was a child, I can't hurry up."

As expected, Xie Chun was so excited, his face flushed red: "You're really thick-skinned!"

Meng Yile smiled and raised his head and asked him: "Do you know why it's so thick?" He cleaned his hands while talking, sat down with his wide sleeves folded, picked up his chopsticks, added a piece of dried tofu and swallowed it with the rice paste.

Xie Chunli immediately took the bait, and followed his words: "Naturally, you are born thick-skinned, so there's no reason for that."

What Meng Yile was waiting for was him to refute. Hearing this, he immediately raised his index finger and shook it: "Wrong!"

Xie Chun glared at him: "How wrong?!"

Meng Yile blinked his eyes and smiled: "My shamelessness is all from visiting brothels. The thickness you can see now is so thick. I have been visiting brothels since I was 12 years old. Among the big and small oirans in the south of the Yangtze River, who is not familiar with the name Gu Minglang?"

"Shameless!"

"That's right, otherwise, how could I have married your father back, right? He is the most dazzling color in the flower building, so fascinated Gu that he almost got stuck in it and couldn't pull it out!"

"You!" Xie Chun pointed at him, "Speaking wild words and talking nonsense!"

"Oh?" Meng Yile put down the wooden chopsticks in his hand, sat upright, and asked him with a calm face: "Then why don't you tell me where you're talking nonsense?"

He was born in a wealthy compound since he was a child, and his demeanor is naturally different from that of ordinary people. He smiles deliberately on weekdays, and looks approachable without any scheming. It makes people feel that nothing compares to it.

Xie Chun didn't have many eyes at all, he was often teased by the old men in the house, he was straightforward and couldn't hold his breath, except for his good kung fu and disguise, he didn't have many advantages.Being asked so aggressively, I didn't know how to refute, I just kept repeating the words "shameless" over and over again.

Meng Yile didn't deliberately want to find out about him. In his heart, Xie Chun's position was different from his, so he was not surprised by his attitude. Comparing his heart to heart, Xie Chun by Xie Lin's side was like Da Song by his side.

Ever since the prison incident, Da Song never said a single word of kindness to Xie Lin. He was a slob, and scolding people was not just a simple thing like "shameless". What kind of white-eyed wolf is ungrateful? Revenge for kindness is worse than animals, Meng Yile thought to himself that it was fortunate that he didn't know the story of the farmer and the snake, so he saved Xie Lin a bad name.

Meng Yile just thought he was funny, and wanted to annoy him when he had nothing to do, seeing his blushing and thick neck.

In the past, Xie Chun was a woman. Although she was not very respectful to Meng Yile, Meng Yile didn't like him because of her status. Now she found out that the other party was a rough man, and saw the old man with a goatee treat him like that. After some teasing, I couldn't help but play up.

Seeing later that Xie Chun couldn't tell him the truth, he simply shook his head and walked away angrily. The two carved doors were closed by him twice, and Meng Yile was so frightened that the pickles in Meng Yile's hand almost missed and trembled.

Meng Yile: [It's so fun to get angry so easily, no wonder the old man with the goatee loves to tease him so much! 】

432: [You're more interesting, it's really fascinating. 】

Meng Yile was shocked: 【Why, don't you think it's fun? 】

432 looked flat: 【Sorry, no. 】

Meng Yile continued to be shocked: 【God, I really feel so good!You don't even think, you, you, you... Forget it, you are just a machine, how can you be so difficult for you. 】

432: The host is confident in his coolness, what can he do to make this little idiot realize that he is mentally retarded?

Meng Yile drank two mouthfuls of pickles and drank the rice cereal very sweetly.

432: [Are you acting too leisurely now? 】

Meng Yile shivered and threw away the chopsticks and bowl in his hand: [I know what's wrong!Can you fucking say hello and call again, it's so sudden and scary, okay? ! 】

432: [Is it cool?Red chicken? 】

Meng Yile: 【Excited to the sky, fuck. 】

432: Spread your hands.

Xie Lin hurried back to the inner courtyard when he came back from the early morning. Seeing a person staring at a tree in the courtyard, he paced over and gently took him into his arms from behind. :"Like it?"

Meng Yile sneered, still looking at the tree and the swing hanging under the tree: "It's a junk thing, I can't say whether I like it or not."

Xie Lin's voice was slightly embarrassed: "It is made after the one in Yangzhou City. If you don't like it, I will have someone dismantle it. Don't talk to me in such a tone again."

Meng Yile also felt that his sharp appearance was really unflattering, but he didn't want to have any good attitude towards the people in front of him, and he could probably feel that the attitude of the people behind him was completely different from before. It's because I know how indulgent I am with him.

So he simply didn't hold back anymore.Anyway, he can't bear what he wants, he thought sourly in his heart, it seems that only children who can make trouble will have sweets, he was too obedient and tolerant before, and he suppressed all bitterness and sourness in his heart. That's why they get bullied again and again.

——It’s always best to not get it, he was too anxious to give his heart out before.Indeed, after being let down once, I realize that love is not just a matter of my own wishful thinking, and I also start to play tricks.

Such feelings are really tiring.But when he gave someone a piece of sincerity, why no one was willing to accept it.He was wronged too, he...was wronged too.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Xie Lin calmed down the tiredness between his brows and eyes, and ordered someone to tear down the swing under the tree.During the period, Xie Lin dragged Meng Yile into the house, but Meng Yile was still unwilling. He just wanted to watch the whole process of them removing the swing, and he wanted to see how his heart was let down and ruined.

It turned out to be such a process, it turned out to be so simple.

With a smile on his lips, he turned his head and asked the people behind him: "How do you feel, are you happy?"

Xie Lin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his lips to hide the emotion in his eyes, "What are you asking?"

He asked: what are you asking.

But this is obviously a declarative sentence, so there is no doubt in it.

Meng Yile clapped his hands and praised: "As expected of Mr. Xie, you are smart. Gu hasn't said anything yet, you understand everything here."

Xie Lin raised his eyelids, his eyes were filled with black clouds, and people couldn't see any emotions clearly when they looked in. They just felt that a layer of clouds was cut away with a wave of his hand, and there was another layer, layer after layer, after that, why? Can't exhaust it.

"Occasionally, I would rather not have the intelligence you praised."

Meng Yile raised his eyebrows: "How can that be done?" He turned around and walked back into the house, but suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Xie Lin coldly, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of long swords, stabbing at him one after another. To him: "I haven't returned all these pains to you, how can you not be transparent!"

The footsteps of the man pacing in behind him paused. Before he could take off his official uniform, he felt that his chest was oppressed and his limbs were drenched in coldness.

He smiled slightly and nodded, his lips were pale: "Yes, I know."

The voice was too flat and steady, so steady that Meng Yile couldn't feel any pleasure, he just felt as if he was punching a ball of cotton, and he didn't respond to anything, instead, he was petite and thoughtful.

But when the person in front of him inflicted those injuries on him, he never had such an indifferent look, such a disdainful and superior expression, he could clearly restore it just by closing his eyes, let him recognize himself, let him get away, Let him stop bothering him with such childish things...

It is really impossible to count.

Did he think that he would easily forgive him for doing what he did now?

——Xie Lin, you really look down on Gu's sincerity.

Meng Yile didn't intend to go around with him anymore, and asked straightforwardly: "Is Mr. Gu satisfied with how he was served yesterday?"

After a while, Xie Lin closed his eyes lightly, nodded, and said nothing.

Meng Yile continued to ask: "As long as you are satisfied, Mr. Xie is going to tell me the real whereabouts of Kapok now?"

"Okay." Xie Lin turned around, stretched out his hand to rub the corners of his tired eyes, and said softly: "Ms. Kapok went to a shop in the city with a bamboo basket that day, stayed there for a while and then came out immediately. Then she turned around and went back to the other courtyard to the west..."

Meng Yile laughed angrily when he heard this, and asked him: "And then?!"

Xie Lin closed his eyes, suppressed the grief in his voice, and continued: "...the horse seemed to be insane and very irritable. Miss Kapok probably didn't expect a horse to suddenly appear in the bustling market, and she was frightened for a while. I didn’t react and was trampled by that horse.”

He powerlessly stopped his voice. He knew that the other party would not believe his words, but he could only repeat them to him over and over again. He knew that all the sweetness of yesterday would turn into today's swords, but he was still intoxicated by those hypocrisy. In the middle, lie to yourself just in case.

But there are so many contingencies in life, his luck was already exhausted when he met this person, so the days to come will be plunged into a quagmire, with no light coming through the darkness.His bad luck followed, starting from the moment the boy was kicked out by him.

No one can pull him out of the Baizhang Xuanbing, perhaps his life has long been doomed, doomed to be lonely, doomed to be alone.No matter how hard you struggle, it's all futile.

Xie Lin suddenly remembered the first time he saw the boy.

——What a romantic son, what a ostentatious young man, so fresh and unique, different from everyone in this world, it is a color that exudes warmth and warmth, it is alive, it is hot, it is not The same coldness as him, not a bone-piercing chill.

But how beautiful that glance was, how cruel it turned later.

No one can explain it, and he doesn't want to explain it, so it's fine, let him be alone and tortured for a hundred years, and then always reminisce about that little bit of sweetness and beauty, and taste a little bit of sweetness in the black and white all day long. It didn't look so sad either.

Meng Yile was so angry that he went crazy and threw the things in the room randomly, no matter how precious or not, none of the objects survived this encounter. Xie Lin wanted to go and hold him in his arms, but the boy didn't Allowing him to get close to half a point, he had no choice but to follow his will and exit from the room.

But he was worried, so he could only let Uncle Chen go over and watch over, so that nothing happened.

Meng Yile finally calmed down the next day, and he asked Uncle Chen to convey his intentions: "Please help me to ask Mr. Xie, if the little deal is not enough, I will replenish it to him."

He paused, and added: "It's best to help me ask him what he wants, how much he wants, and whether the entire Gu family's money can satisfy it?... If he has a big appetite, no matter how much he wants, I will be satisfied." It's gone."

The old man with the goatee blinked and looked at him: "I'm not going to do this."

He tucked both hands into the sleeve of the other, shrunk his neck and shrugged his shoulders, looking a little wretched and awkward.

Hearing what he said, Meng Yile couldn't help but turned to look at him, and with just one glance, he was choked by this man's appearance and almost laughed out loud. He tried his best to hold back his smile, and continued to chase him away with a cold face: "Thank you, Sir, for letting me know." Don't you stay here just to keep someone who can negotiate with him, and if you don't go, won't you live up to his expectations?"

"Negotiate terms? Why do you want to help him negotiate? It's not good for him..." He moaned dissatisfied, and muttered: "I am a dignified butler, and I am actually assigned to do this kind of job... Huh, the whole No one in the house is willing to listen to my orders... I am no longer his butler, quit!"

Meng Yile saw that he was an old man who kept poking up his beard in anger, so he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant, and asked tentatively, "Xie Chun bullied you again?"

"Who else but this dead boy!"

Meng Yile felt that the person in front of him was very childish, so he helped him out: "What did he do to make you so unhappy..."

"I sprained my scapula, and asked him to bring me a bowl of pickled vegetables and mud..."

"He won't help you?"

The old man with the goatee retorted, "That's not true."

Meng Yile was confused: "That's it?"

"Why are you so stupid, you still can't guess? My shoulder blade is twisted, let him feed me!"

Meng Yile: "Oh. He didn't feed."

"Hello."

Meng Yile was really confused: "Then why are you angry?"

"I drank too much porridge and wanted to go to the toilet, so I asked him to carry me."

Meng Yile didn't want to continue guessing anymore, he frowned and waited for him to continue.

"Why don't you ask?"

"Old man, let me make a comment. Your storytelling is really tortuous and dramatic. I can't even guess what you want to say."

"Why are you so stupid? Can't guess this? How simple!"

Meng Yile pouted, tentatively guessing: "So he didn't carry you?"

The old man with the goatee raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Go!"

Meng Yile: "..."

Meng Yile didn't want to guess anymore, so he silently closed his mouth.

The old man with the goatee waited for a while without waiting for his answer, and wondered, "Why don't you ask again?"

Meng Yile supported his forehead, and said wearily: "I'm tired, I want to be quiet and quiet."

"But I haven't said why yet!"

"Then when will you be able to tell the reason?"

"If you don't interrupt me, maybe talk about... half an hour."

"..."

Meng Yile: 【This housekeeper was changed by you, right? 】

432: [I repeat: I am more handsome than him! 】

Meng Yile: [Damn it still doesn't admit it!He is the one you specially sent to torture me, isn't he! 】

432: [Little idiot, do you know what it means for a fool to have a fool? 】

Meng Yile: [What do you mean? 】

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is +1, and the current completeness is 97. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

Meng Yile: [The target of the attack always likes to think about it secretly when no one is around. 】

432: [Do you like it? 】

Meng Yile smiled like an idiot: [I like it hehehehe. 】

432: [Just as long as you like it, I'm afraid you don't like it. 】

Meng Yile continued to laugh like an idiot: 【Hey hey hey. 】