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

Meng Yile originally thought that Fang Qing would take him to a high-end place like a five-star hotel. After all, that was where the man took him last time. He directly pulled people to an alley, broke into the door of a small restaurant, and just sat down around a shiny table.

Naturally, Meng Yile had never been to such a place where dragons and snakes mixed together, his big black and white eyes could not stop looking around, but only when he actually ate something into his mouth did he look at him with surprise.

Tears welled up in his eyes instantly when he was caught by the hot meat in his mouth, but he covered his mouth and swallowed the food forcibly. He hurriedly took two big mouthfuls of rice and poured another half a glass of water, and then he swallowed the food in his mouth. The remaining hotness washed away, but the lips were already red and swollen.

The boy glanced at the man with complaints in his eyes. Fang Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw his appearance of daring to be angry but didn't dare to speak. He stopped laughing for a while and asked him, "Is the taste good?" Okay? Is it right?"

Meng Yile reluctantly nodded, "It's good, but it's numb and spicy." There is no air conditioner in the restaurant, only a few oscillating fans, which can make you sweat profusely.

Fang Qing nodded, and put another two or three pieces of meat stained red with chili oil into the boy's bowl, "Eat more, grow up!"

"Don't, don't give it to me," Meng Yile pushed his hand back in fright, looking at himself with a bowl full of red meat, he wanted to cry, "I can't eat spicy food .”

Fang Qing taught him a serious lesson: "It's shameful to waste food, you must eat it all~"

Meng Yile's newly sprouted idea of ​​wasting was snuffed out just like that. He resignedly put the meat in his mouth, and after eating it, he got used to it and tasted it. It's delicious, and people who love spicy food will definitely like it This bite.

Fang Qing watched the boy cry while eating, and hurriedly handed him the toilet paper, Meng Yile took it, and finally finished eating, and the package of paper was useless.

The evil man looked at the surrounding decorations and said, "You know, I like to come to this kind of place in college, and I can order a few hard dishes with my classmates, and three or five young men can eat it after walking around. long time."

Meng Yile was stunned: "You... come here often?"

"Don't you believe me? Do you think brother's temperament can only be matched with red wine and steak?"

boy:"……"

Narcissism.

Fang Qing talked about a lot of interesting things about his college days, and at the end, the man suddenly said in a low voice: "Unfortunately, I was the only one left after that flu."

Meng Yile stopped moving, looked at him with wide open eyes, not knowing what to say.

Fang Qing rubbed his head, and put two pieces of meat in the boy's bowl: "Eat more."

The boy looked at the chili oil in the bowl, his face wrinkled.

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The two finally finished eating, walked out of the alley and got into the car. The air-conditioning in the car blew, and Meng Yile felt that he had found himself again. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Qing took out a wet towel and helped the boy wipe away the sweat on his face little by little. Meng Yile was slightly ashamed at being treated like this, and turned his face away, "Thank you."

The evil man smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, and teased him: "You're done crying?"

Meng Yile glanced at him, the gem eyes that had just been washed were crystal clear, "Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"Yes, it's fun to bully you, I just like to see you cry."

"Thank you, I feel better."

Fang Qing stroked his hair and asked, "Do you still want to know the relationship between that person and Fang Lai?"

"think."

The man in the driver's seat frowned and tilted his head to look at him, "Short boy, you said that you already know what I think about you, and you still ask for news from me, are you afraid that I will deliberately lie to you?"

Meng Yile lowered his head and struggled secretly for a while, then looked at him with those big innocent eyes, filled with innocence and confusion, he asked uneasily, "Will you lie to me?"

That look, that voice, are so soft that it really makes people feel a little bit hard to say yes.

So Fang Qing said: "No." With that evil smile, he emphasized: "Of course I won't lie to you."

Meng Yile remained silent, he lowered his head, raised his head to look at Fang Qing after a while, "Mr. Fang... does he like me?"

Fang Qing was stunned for a moment. According to common sense, the boy should have asked this question: "Mr. Fang, does he not like me anymore?"

But what the boy asked was, does he like me?

It is very subtle to say what is inside and outside the words, and it has several meanings.

Of course, Fang Qing knew exactly what the other party was thinking. He touched his heart, carefully felt the desire and strong emotions there, and chose between cheating the boy and not cheating the boy.

In the end, he answered softly, the wicked smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and his face was serious: "I don't like it."

When the boy heard the answer, his whole body trembled suddenly, as if his whole body was soaked by the sudden heavy rain, he couldn't help shaking, and he seemed to be thrown into some river by someone by surprise, and his whole body was bruised surrounded by cold.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and the eyelashes on his big and bright eyes were like the wings of a butterfly, vibrating unceasingly.Meng Yile nodded, and said with a pale face, "That's it."

Calm to make people hairy.

The boy turned his head and smiled at him. He couldn't smile at all, but he forced a smile. He said, "Thank you for being willing to tell me the truth."

He raised his hand to wipe his eye sockets, rolled his throat up and down, and asked, "Can we, can, can we go back?" Then he wiped his eye sockets again, but it's impossible for a person who loves to cry since he was a child to cry Just wipe it clean?

Fang Qing handed him a tissue, "Didn't you just praise you for your progress, why are you crying again?"

Meng Yile covered his eyes with a tissue, he nodded, "It's so disgusting... I also know that this kind of self is disgusting... I don't want to cry, I don't want to..."

Fang Qing unfastened the seat belts on himself and the boy, hugged him into his arms, and comforted him along his back, "When did I say you hate it?"

But the boy couldn't help crying, shaking his body uncontrollably, he shook his head in pain, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence, "Send me, Huiwu, go home... go home..."

"Okay," Fang Qing nodded, looking out of the car window somewhere out of focus, "Which home do you want to go to? Sha's or Fang's, how about staying with me for two days?"

Meng Yile wiped away his tears, took a breath, forced himself to calm down, and said softly, "Fang's villa."

The man in the driver's seat nodded, put him back on the passenger seat with a black face like he was indisputable, started the car and drove out.

It took Fang Lai a week to go back. Meng Yile had just returned from Sha's house. He had been chatting with Sha Huishan very obediently recently, talking about many things from the past, especially when Sha Xufeng was a child. Occasionally they would talk Qi Sha Xufeng's biological parents.

Seeing the old man's skinny face, Meng Yile felt very uncomfortable. In just one week, the exhausted boy became so skinny.

When he returned to the villa and was changing shoes at the entrance, he saw a pair of leather shoes, and then raised his head in a daze to look for a figure. The aunt saw it and helped him guide the way, "Mr. has gone to the study."

Meng Yile nodded with a smile, his eyes dimmed again - even his aunt felt sorry for him.

But Fang Lai was in the study, so he had no choice but to sit obediently in the living room and wait for someone to come out. Meng Yile couldn't figure out why he was always waiting.

Wait for him to come back, wait for him to be free, wait for him to see me.

In the end the boy fell asleep on the sofa, and he hardly slept for a week, no matter it was because of the Fang family or the Sha family, nothing kept him awake.

Meng Yile was woken up by the slight itching on his chest. He opened his eyes and was still in a daze. When he saw the familiar bedroom, he saw the person in front of his chest. The sleepy eyes of the boy who had just woken up were immediately stained with surprise. He called out: "Mr. Fang..."

That voice contained too many longings and grievances, but the boy concealed all the grievances, leaving only a smiling face and an emotional body to the man. He cooperated with the man as much as possible, even if he was beaten hard, he would not shout. It hurts, but she smiled flatteringly at him with a pale smiling face.

Afterwards, Fang Lai patted the boy's buttocks and said, "Too thin."

Meng Yile's eyes panicked, but he wiped away the look of helplessness, and nodded obediently and docilely, "I will eat more in the future."

Fang Lai said "hmm" and closed his eyes.

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is +5, and the current completeness is 68. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

The next day, Meng Yile woke up early in the morning. He packed up and ran downstairs to make breakfast. When the aunt saw it, she laughed and avoided it, leaving the young couple a space to be alone.

The boy had been busy for two hours, cooking the porridge until it was rotten and thick, and the aroma could be smelled from a distance, before he went upstairs to call for someone.

He gently unscrewed the doorknob, walked in on tiptoe, tried not to make too much noise, went to the bedside and knelt on the soft carpet, leaving a light kiss on the man's cheek.

"Mr. Fang, it's time to get up."

Fang Lai let out a "hmm", but did not open his eyes.Meng Yile planted a kiss on the tip of his nose, on the other cheek, and on his chin, and continued to softly say: "Mr. Fang, it's too late if you don't do it again."

The man on the bed finally opened his eyes and got out of bed.Meng Yile matched a suit for him, and helped him put it on bit by bit. When he raised his head to help Fang Lai tie his tie, he was smiling, and the dimples on his cheeks were very flattering.

Fang Lai patted his head, silently appreciating.

After breakfast, the man left.Suddenly, Meng Yile was the only one left in the huge Fang family villa. He went out to see Fang, and when he came back, he walked to the door and looked at the big house, feeling deserted and lonely.

Mr. Fang will come back next time, and he doesn't know when it will be, but Meng Yile doesn't have much time to worry about it. He packs up his mood and rushes to Sha's villa with the driver.

On the way, Meng Yile looked at the scenery outside the window and started to be in a daze again. When he was in the car, he was always thinking wildly, and he would think about it before.It's just that what he thought before was too good, so good that even he couldn't believe it.

When he first married Fang Lai three years ago, he kept asking himself if he was dreaming, and now the dream is finally about to wake up.Meng Yile lightly rubbed the end of his eyes with the back of his hand, and continued to look at the flying scenery outside the car.

Meng Yile still runs between the Sha family and the Fang family every day. He guards the empty house, and every time night falls, he will be gripped by sadness, but he already knows the answer, and there is no need to go to Xiao to think about it. The practical stuff, turn off the lights on time every day, wrap yourself in a blanket and force yourself to sleep.

One day when he came back from Sha's house, he saw a car parked in front of the villa. He was startled, and hurried back to the villa. Looking at the extra pair of leather shoes at the entrance, surprise rose in his eyes.

It has only been two weeks since Mr. Fang came back last time. While he was so excited, he calmed his heart and told himself not to panic and not to look like a yellow-haired boy.

He walked into the living room eagerly and saw the person on the sofa, "Mr. Fang?"

The person on the sofa turned his head, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and blinked his left eye lightly at him, "We meet again, little dwarf~"

It's Fang Qing.

The author has something to say: Meng Yile: Will you lie to me?

Fang Qing: Of course I won't lie to you.

Meng Yile: Will you lie to me?

Fang Lai: Why are you thinking wildly again?

Meng Yile: Will you lie to me?

432: Caring for the mentally handicapped is everyone's responsibility.

Meng Yile: Bah!