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

At night, all the lights in the Fang's villa were turned on, illuminating the whole room brightly, and the light was faintly reflected on the cleaned floor.In the main hall, only Meng Yile was watching TV on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. There was nothing else in the huge villa except for the high-pitched voice of the host on the TV.

Meng Yile felt a little lonely, he hugged his knees tightly, and glanced at the stairs from time to time, a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with the night sky concealed obvious expectations——Fang Lai and Fang Qing went to the study to discuss something, the room The door was closed and he couldn't get in.

Although Meng Yile had never been involved in the company's affairs when he was at Sha's before, his grandfather's study room would never shy away from him. He always went there whenever he wanted, and followed him with whatever he wanted, but he was sensible. , When there are people, they obediently don't bother.

He felt that there was a difference between voluntarily not going and not being allowed to enter.Thinking of this, Meng Yile shrank back again, resting his chin on the pillow on his knees, exuding a trace of loneliness.

He always feels that he is in a dream, and he may wake up at any time and tell him that all this is not real.

Tell him that Mr. Fang never belonged to him.

Thinking of this, Meng Yile couldn't help being flustered and frightened, his big eyes were filled with tears, and he was completely at a loss, but he was very good-looking, always obedient and well-behaved, and didn't know much about worldly affairs. Putting the description on his face will only make people who see him want to bully him severely.

Another half an hour passed, and the people upstairs hadn't come down yet. Meng Yile caught a glimpse of the aunt holding a mop and a bucket. She was bored, so she simply went over to help.

Meng Yile and his aunt were busy helping Fang Qing clean up the bedroom. In fact, Meng Yile was really embarrassed to say this, because in the process of cleaning up, he was basically helping if he didn't make trouble. He ran downstairs, but he really didn't do anything to help.

When he and his aunt went downstairs, the two brothers had already finished talking and were sitting together in the main hall. Meng Yile raised his eyes and saw his eagerly expecting figure, walked over quickly, moved closer to Fang Lai, and asked in a low voice : "Mr. Fang, are you done?"

Fang Lai turned to look at him, smiled softly, and asked him concerned: "Well, didn't you say you want to watch the news, why did you run away and disappeared? What did you go for?"

"I went upstairs to help Fang Qing tidy up the room, and it's all set up now." He still looked greedily at the calm man in front of him, his voice was soft, like a cat pleasing its master, and his eyes flickered a little bit. The halo is very obvious in the black pupil.

"Tired?"

"Mr. Fang, who is not tired."

Fang Lai touched his soft auto roll, lowered his head and stamped his forehead, and then said, "Good boy."

The scorching breath from Fanglai directly steamed Meng Yile's fair skin. His eyelashes trembled, but his fingertips silently clenched the corner of the pillow, slowly sweating.

——Is Mr. Fang finally not angry with him anymore?

Meng Yile pursed his lips, curled up a little, thinking, the feeling of being cared for by Mr. Fang, as if he was a treasure held in his hands, that's great.really good.

Fang Qing, who was always chattering, kept silent, he lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Without sitting any longer, Fang Lai stood up, and Meng Yile hurriedly stood up as well. He looked up at the calm and introverted man, and asked, "Mr. Fang, do you want to take a bath? I'll help you run the water?"

Fang Lai nodded slightly, and Meng Yile immediately bloomed a lip flower, and ran upstairs full of bright joy, as if he didn't ask Fang Lai if he wanted to take a bath, but guessed some important secret.

Looking at his back, Fang Qing rolled her eyes, raised half of her lips, and sneered.

Fang Lai heard it, turned around and walked two steps before stopping, turned around and warned him with a serious face: "That's your sister-in-law."

"Okay, okay," Fang Qing pouted and shrugged compromisingly, "You have taught me a lesson all night, aren't you tired, hurry up and rest, my dear brother?"

Fang Lai took another deep look at him before turning around and going upstairs.

*

Meng Yile was leaning over by the bathtub to test the water temperature. The two long legs wrapped in jeans were straight and straight, and the bent body made the two buttocks that were already upright round, but the child was still I don't even know, while happily humming a song, I grabbed the foam inside and blew.

However, Meng Yile couldn't stand anymore in the next second, his two arms slipped into the big bathtub, and the hem of a white T-shirt was completely soaked in water.He let out an "ah" and turned his head in panic. What he saw was a calm man with his back against the light.

The boy felt a mark on his buttocks, before he could say anything, let alone struggle to stand up, the other party pushed him again, the bathtub was slippery, Meng Yile couldn't hold his arms steady, I almost choked on the whole thing.Fortunately, the person behind him grabbed his waist, and managed to stabilize his figure.

He was pushed twice again, although both of them didn't take off their clothes, Fang Lai was just teasing him, Meng Yile couldn't help but blushed, and pleaded with him in a low voice: "Mr. Fang..."

Fang Lai pinched his waist twice, laughed twice, his chest trembled slightly: "Wash together?"

Meng Yile remembered how he was tossed about when we washed together before, and he didn't dare to agree anymore. He shook his head vigorously: "Just wash it first, I, I'll do it later...uh...Mr. Fang!"

Fang Lai wanted him to take a bath together, so he wouldn't listen to what he wanted to justify, and when he heard something he didn't want to hear, he pushed hard against him to forcefully stop the conversation, as long as he couldn't hear it, he was satisfied.

Fang Lai asked again in a magnetic voice: "Wash together, huh?"

Meng Yile still wanted to shake his head, but he didn't dare. He just turned his head and gave him a pitiful look with those big bright eyes, but Fang Lai turned his back on the light, so he couldn't see the emotion in the man's eyes, and was hit hard again. After a while, he really couldn't bear the fear of choking on water, so he could only nod: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lai let go of his arm. Without the support of a man around his waist, Meng Yile slid into the big bathtub in the next second, thumped a few times and just got out of the water. When he came out, something suddenly pressed up behind him.

Meng Yile struggled, and the person behind him remained motionless, but he still raised one leg and put it on the edge of the bathtub, and someone took off the zipper around his waist.

"Mr. Fang, don't be here...huh...Mr. Fang..."

"Hey, children who do something wrong will be punished."

Only then did Meng Yile think in a daze that the other party had lied to him today.

【Ding!The target of the strategy appears, please pay attention to the host! 】

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is 10, and the current completeness is 15. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

Meng Yile yelled in his heart: 【Wocao completeness 15?Are you kidding me? ! 】

432: [It's none of my business, just the data. 】

Meng Yile: 【That is to say, the completeness before the attack target is only 5! ! ! 】

432: [Why not, it is very humanitarian if there is no negative number. 】

Meng Yile: [Why? 】

432: [Keke, it's just because of you that you were delayed for 10 years in the last world. 】

Meng Yile: [...I knew this earlier, woo woo woo woo...]

……

The large floor-to-ceiling windows of Fang's villa become a smooth mirror at night, on which people's figures can be clearly reflected, not missing a single drop.

Meng Yile looked at himself in the mirror, the long silk nightgown couldn't hang up, helplessly slid down half of his shoulder, and fell off the bed with his movements.Boys are like boats on the sea, ups and downs.He was so ashamed that he wished he could close his eyes, but every time he had such a thought, the man would give him a punitive punch.After a lot of times, he could figure out the man's temperament, and he didn't dare to offend him anymore... He just wanted to end today's task as soon as possible and take a good rest.

Meng Yile still remembers the words in the few books he bought: "The third skill that Peerless Xiaoshou must learn: When you are in a superior position, you must remember to adjust your body posture and expression. This requires you to look in the mirror more often." Practice, and practice without feeling embarrassed, because you're going to be showing your best self to the people you love the most."

The confused boy looked at the shadow reflected by the floor-to-ceiling windows, while kneeling firmly on the bed, he moved his slender arms behind him, raised his long neck, and raised his head lightly—he was satisfied with that, Concentrate on the things below you.

Meng Yile, who felt that she was the most beautiful at this moment, uttered a few moanings, and the nightgown on the other side couldn't hang up, and it slipped down completely, draped soundlessly on both arms, unable to get up or down.

After only holding on for less than half an hour, the boy couldn't hold on any longer. His legs were trembling with fatigue, and he looked at the man pleadingly: "Mr. Fang, I can't do it..."

Fang Lai looked at him deeply, "But I haven't vented once, baby."

"Umm, I see..." The boy had no choice but to support his trembling legs and continue to move.

……

The summer vacation was coming to an end soon, and Meng Yile couldn't continue to stay at home every day, so he had to report to school with his schoolbag on his back.He is a graduate student in a top university in city B, and he is neither busy nor idle every day.

Perhaps it is always easier for a simple-minded person to make a breakthrough in academics. He is serious about his studies and has published several major academic papers. Graduation is not difficult for him at all.

But now Meng Yile is different from before, he is married, and has a little more thoughtfulness. Every day when he is fiddling with instruments in the laboratory, the boy will think of Fang, every bit of him, and his love for him. Every word he said.

He felt that he had also discovered a great thing—Fang Lai was very jealous, and he liked to toss him every time he was jealous. He liked this feeling very much. Fang Lai always gave him a sense of solidity that he could grasp.

It turns out that the calm and introverted Mr. Fang is as cute as most couples when he is jealous.

It's just that Fang Lai has too many people to be jealous of, and sometimes Meng Yile can't digest it. For example, sometimes Meng Yile and the driver say a few more words and Fang Lai's face will turn dark, or Meng Yile and the driver Fang Qing bickered, Fang Lai would also show displeasure.

After Meng Yile saw that Fang Lai would be unhappy, he gradually reduced his behaviors that made him unhappy, and every time he came into contact with other men, he would deliberately keep a distance.

Classes at school are very boring. Every time, they just write and draw around a bunch of formulas, tossing and turning with a bunch of instruments and reagents. Sha Xufeng has long been proficient in operating these, but Meng Yile has not.

Meng Yile: [Oh my god 432, is this blue thing really made by me?So beautiful, mom, I seem to see the sea! 】

432: [The sea is darker than this color, you add 1 mg of powder labeled 3 to it. 】

Meng Yile obediently put the things in, and shouted happily: [My God, Yaoshou, the system 432 actually created a sea for Lele! 】

432: 【I'll tune you another starry sky, okay? 】

Meng Yile nodded madly: [Okay! 】

After half an hour.

Meng Yile: [I think I can be a chemistry teacher now, all experiments are small cases for a genius like me!]

432: [Well. 】

Meng Yile: [Look at the blood I mixed, it seems to be the same thing, can it be faked, and even vampires can be fooled? ! 】

432: [Well. 】

Meng Yile:【Praise me, hug me, kiss me, lift me up! 】

432: [Lele is the smartest. 】

The little prince moved Meng Yile in a gorgeous circle in his heart.