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

The night was very dark, and the Fang family's villa was located in the suburbs near the mountains and rivers. There was always a scent of green grass in the air, which was quite pleasant.It is the only one around, and there are no other houses around. It is said that a Feng Shui master was specially invited to buy this land according to people's wishes, and only then did Fang's villa, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, come into being.

What the villa pursues is modernization. Fang Lai is a calm man, but he is also a businessman who does not tire of deception and has a vicious eye. He is willing to enjoy and pursue the comfort and convenience brought by modern technology. In particular, he likes excitement and adventure.

The Fang family villa has three floors, with a swimming pool and a green house. The area is not small. The southeast bedroom where Fang Lai is located is entirely covered with glass on both sides, with a single view.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows during the day, you can have a panoramic view of the vast scenes around the villa, with a very wide field of vision. At night, it is another scene, such as now.

Meng Yile was 'washed' clean by Fang Lai in the bathtub. It is not too much to say that he was cleaned from the inside to the outside. At this time, not to mention his skin, even his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth The fruits are all red, especially the clove tongue that has been tortured for a long time.

Fang Lai fished the inexperienced boy out of the bathtub, wrapped him in a bathrobe, hugged him, and walked out. Red stretched out her arms and hugged the man's chest tightly, with a small face pressed against his neck

Tender skin, panting with unsteady breath.

As soon as the skin soaked by the warm water came into contact with the air-conditioned bedroom air, he couldn't help shivering. His two slender legs wrapped around his upper waist uneasily, and he sighed at the other's hand that was still lingering on him. I wanted to hide, but I didn't dare.

Sha Xufeng didn't know what to say and do at this time, he was just a little scared, not because he was afraid of the person in front of him, or because he was afraid of giving himself up, but he just felt uneasy and panicked for no reason.

Maybe it's too unreal, or maybe they're developing too fast—Mr. Fang can't even remember his age, and what other deep-seated things are he talking about? However, he felt that the scene in front of him was not so solemn.

Fang Lai carried the boy in his arms to the French window, let him lean between himself and the window, looked down at Sha Xufeng's expression, and asked him considerately, "Is it cool?"

Sha Xufeng shook his head, obedient and obedient as usual, "Wrapped in a bathrobe, it's not cold, Mr. Fang." His voice was still so small, like a newborn lamb, but at this time the clean voice was gone. With some sweetness and dullness.

The small voice was a little pitiful in the huge bedroom, like a bug crawling straight from a person's ear into his heart.

Fang Lai narrowed his glasses, and his inner feelings were undercurrent. He has been busy with the wedding and company affairs recently, and he has been compressing his sleep time. He is already a little tired. Wanting to be considerate of him, the two of them rested for the night before talking about anything else.

But this person is always teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, sending out a signal all over his body: Please love me.

Fang Lai is not a gentleman, not to mention that this person has already argued with him, so I can't bear it.

He lowered his head and sniffed the curly hair on Sha Xufeng's head with his straight nose. The soft hair soaked in water was more curled than usual, but the smell was very pleasant. Next, he sniffed people all over.

Sha Xufeng was held up high by the man, his ass had reached the position of Fang Lai's shoulders, the boy's thin back was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, his long silk bathrobe lay on the floor, his legs and hands were helpless. Hugging Fang Lai's head tightly, there is almost no other force besides this.The boy didn't dare to move for fear of falling from above.

Sha Xufeng had already reacted from below. After being tossed for a while, he forced himself to endure it for a long time, panting badly, and finally couldn't bear to cry out: "...Mr. Fang?"

Fang Lai supported his hips with both hands, heard the boy calling him uneasily, looked up and saw a small mixed-race face with misty eyes, suddenly felt that he had lost all restraint, and stretched out his hand to put it on his shoulder. The upper legs are gently separated.

……

The next day, Meng Yile woke up, his whole body was illuminated by the sun, his body was covered with bruises, especially on his tender skin, he raised his already numb arm, and wanted to go to the bathroom, but he only moved slightly I felt something was wrong.

He froze for a moment, until a force came from his waist and dragged him back to the bed, only then did Meng Yile realize that there was another person behind him, and that person was still in his body and refused to leave, only feeling awkward and embarrassing .

He moved slightly again, and the arms around his waist were immediately hugged tightly. Meng Yile fell back into Fang Lai's arms completely. He turned his head slightly, looked behind him in confusion, and saw a very interesting man With his eyes still closed, he struggled for a moment, pursed his lips, turned his face away honestly, and continued to lie on the bed and wait patiently.

The red and swollen lips of the boy who had been kissed last night had returned to the delicate color of plum petals, and the skin that had been sprinkled by the sun was translucent and slightly glowing, very white and beautiful.

Meng Yile lay quietly, but a minute later his face turned red, along with his small earlobes.He restlessly put his hands on the thick arms around his waist, and called out in a low voice, "Mr. Fang?"

There was no answer behind him, and he didn't dare to make too much noise, so he hesitated and calmed down silently, with his flushed cheeks on his face.

After a while, Meng Yile couldn't lie down completely. He opened his small mouth and panted lightly, and called out again with a little uneasiness and bewilderment, "Mr. Fang...?"

The person behind him was finally willing to respond to him, and a lazy "um" came out of his nasal cavity.The tone of voice is rising, as if asking him what's the matter.

Meng Yile's big black and white eyes were stained with water, bit his lower lip, and asked tentatively, "Are you...are you awake?"

"Don't be noisy."

Meng Yile didn't want to disturb him either, knowing that the man behind him must have been very busy these days, but he didn't dare to be obedient this time, instead of acting obediently, he groped and grabbed Fang Lai's wrist with his long and thin fingers, thinking Take his arms away from his waist.

After finally removing the man from his body, Meng Yile breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then moved himself to pull the man out of his body.

He moved very slowly little by little, and finally succeeded. Meng Yile finally moved lightly to the side of the bed. He opened his big black eyes and searched for his clothes. A dozen or so steps away, he saw the bathrobe he was wrapped in last night.

Thinking of what happened last night, the boy still couldn't help blushing and heart beating. He quickly stabilized his mind and took two deep breaths. He stood on the ground and just took a step when he was stopped by someone and dragged back to the bed. Pressed down.

The young man looked at the man who was completely awake in front of him, his black and white eyes blinked and blinked, confused, nervous, shy, and joyful.There are too many emotions in it, which makes it hard to read. The well-behaved boy looked at the man above him: "Mr. Fang..."

"Why did you wake up so early?"

"I... want to go to the bathroom."

Fang Lai smiled lightly, and looked deeply at the restless person, "Little friend, have you ever heard a saying that if the receiving party wakes up first after a night of cloud and rain between the two of them, it must be silently accusing the attacker of not working hard enough. I have almost received your opinion."

Meng Yile looked at the person he liked in front of him, he couldn't tell the difference, he couldn't think of anything else, it took him a while to recollect the man's more and more wanton hands and smile, he sighed softly, and shook his head to defend: "No, Mr. Fang, I haven't heard this sentence before, I don't know there is such a rule."

The big bad wolf on the opposite side looked at the little fat sheep who had already fallen into the trap, and he was still apologizing foolishly. Fang Lai didn't care what he said, and turned the person over to his ear: " I wake up very angry, do you dare to wake me up in the future?"

With curly hair on her head, half of her face was sunk into the white velvet pillow, Meng Yile shook her head, "Mr. Fang, I didn't mean to..."

"I'll let you go if I'm satisfied."

"Mr. Fang, uh, it hurts..." Meng Yile tightly grasped the white sheet under her body with both hands, and the flat cloth instantly crumpled into a ball.

……

At that time, the half-dead Meng Yile went to find 432.

Meng Yile: [I, I'm afraid I won't live long. 】

432: [Do you feel Chen Bo's terror? 】

Meng Yile: [Don't mess with a man who gets angry, damn it, my voice is hoarse from crying, my mouth is swollen to death, woo woo woo woo]

432 looked indifferent: 【Oh, I don't want to hear it.I just want to watch. 】

Meng Yile was taken aback for a moment, and immediately scolded him: [You fucking videotaped again? 】

432 warmly invites: [Yeah, let's watch together? 】

Meng Yile: [Give it to me!roll!back!Come! 】

432: [The other party is busy, so it is not convenient to reply to your message at the moment. 】

Meng Yile collapsed: 【Ahhhhhhhhh!Don't kill this little bastard, he is not Chinese! 】

432: [You are a mixed race. 】

Meng Yile: [Hey, if you change it, you're still a good comrade.Meme, you are still my favorite 432.】

The so-called honeymoon has only been three days, and the busy Fang Lai is immersed in his busy work again. As soon as he left, the huge Fang family villa was empty, except for the housekeeper, the aunt who cooked, and the occasional visit. The driver, there is no one else.

Sha Xufeng knew that he was inexperienced, and because the other party was someone he loved deeply, he didn't want to be stupid in front of him again, so as not to make the other party unhappy, so he went to the Internet to take a bunch of books on post-marriage precautions. Read the latter one by one as a serious history book, and recite silently in my heart.

After reading those books, he shot more and more books on the Internet, such as "How to make your man want to stop", "Those who want to lock him, lock his stomach first", "A peerless man who is sure to know" A Few Tips" and so on and so on.

One day, Meng Yile was cooking soup in the kitchen with a cookbook in his hand. He muttered, "Two star anise... what is star anise?...Ah, it looks so ugly...and a bag of tea... What kind of tea is better to use, is it Jin Junmei or Houkui? It’s not clear how..."

He was scratching his head in bewilderment when suddenly a voice came from behind him. The voice of that person was soft, with a hint of a raging evil smile, but he pronounced the words very well, and he read the text very nicely: "A peerless Definitely not an obedient and docile subject, you have to learn to use your own advantages and charm to make the other party surrender under your underwear. The man that men like most is not a conservative and shy man, but a man who can be wild and seductive on the bed and can't stop of……"

"Hey!" Meng Yile put down the spoon in his hand, and quickly ran over to cover his mouth. He blushed violently, and looked at the other party with a pair of big black eyes in a panic, "You, what are you doing to me? book of……"

The boy looked around nervously, seeing that his aunt and housekeeper were not there, he was relieved, turned his head and glanced at the cunning man, and quickly withdrew his hand, he took a step back to distance himself, "Please Give me back the book."

But the wicked man made a naughty smile, put the book in his hand behind his back, leaned down to touch the tip of Meng Yile's nose, and continued: "There are three skills in bed, and the first one I want to talk about is lingering. The cry, the sound should be neither loud nor small, sharp, or rough, like a newborn kitten, softly hooking the talent..."

Meng Yile heard that he started again, but was forced by his approaching face to back up and dodge, blushing and begging him: "Don't, don't read... give me the book back?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Why should I return it to you?"

Meng Yile didn't know who this was, but he guessed that the other party had a lot to do with Fang Lai, otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for this Fang family villa to allow him in. After watching it, throw it on the sofa and come to the kitchen to make soup.

He should, as before, hide the book after reading it.