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

Hearing this, Meng Yile hurriedly turned around, subconsciously looking at Fang Lai first, and then at Fang Qing helplessly, feeling uneasy: "I may not be able to accompany you, sorry."

"But I don't accept your apology."

Meng Yile: 【He doesn't accept it! 】

432: [Hit him!Hit until he accepts! 】

Meng Yile: 【You just said that everything about the target of the attack is correct. 】

432: 【However, when the strategy target and the strategy target meet, the system will also be biased. 】

Meng Yile raised her eyebrows: [You mean... Fang Lai is the center of this world? 】

432: [But I didn't deny Fang Qing's importance. 】

Meng Yile: [Okay, smile. 】

Meng Yile didn't know what to do with Fang Qing's sudden strength. He twitched his arm but failed to pull it out. Instead, he was pulled into his arms by an evil man without paying attention.

The boy hurt slightly from being hit by the opponent's chest, he struggled and retreated helplessly, but Fang Qing pressed his shoulders, wrapped his arms around the person's waist, and whispered in his ear: "Are you really willing to just leave like this?" Are you his something, a pet? A canary in a cage?"

Meng Yile's slightly round eyes suddenly opened half a bit wider, and a violent whirlwind blew deep in his pupils, like a raging tide flooding up and drowning people.

It is undeniable that Fang Qing's knife hit the red heart, and it hurt him a lot.

The boy asked himself in his heart: Are you?

He really wanted to answer no, but looking back on all the time in the past three years, he couldn't find any evidence to support his argument. Meng Yile frowned slightly, and then calmed down. He felt the unbearable weight on his face. Slide down.

Fang Qing naturally knew his reaction, raised his hand to cup the boy's face ambiguously, and then quietly wiped away those wet marks little by little.

Meng Yile rubbed against his palm, then turned to look at Fang Lai, holding the dimples on his cheeks, "Sorry Mr. Fang, I'm afraid I won't be able to go home today."

Fang Lai didn't look at him when he heard the words, he just calmly cast his gaze over the boy to the man with the evil smile all the time, it was as heavy as the bottom of the deep sea, and even the slightest wave couldn't lift it.

After a long while, he responded softly: "Yes."

Then he continued to utter a few words, in a deep voice, with a smile that was neither deep nor shallow, like a thoughtful reminder or a cold warning: "Take care of your sister-in-law, don't let him spend the night outside .”

Behind the boy came out a voice with a wanton smile, but there was a bit of respect and respect in it, "Don't worry, big brother."

Fang Lai didn't say any more, just turned around with a smile and walked away. The boy five steps away immediately went over to hold his arm, and they walked away together.

Meng Yile looked at the man on the screen, didn't know what to say, so he kept his head down and remained silent.

The person over there had a slight smile and asked him: "Why are you disobedient today, Xiaofeng?"

The boy knelt on the carpet, lowered his head and remained silent. He was overwhelmed by the overwhelming pressure for a long time, and then responded softly: "Does Mr. Fang like Xiaofeng to be obedient?"

The smile on the man's face did not change, his face was calm, and a magnetic voice came over: "Don't think about it."

Meng Yile finally raised his head, looked straight at him, his eyes were clear, and he asked persistently: "Mr. Fang likes me... are you obedient?"

Fang Lai looked straight at him, with a bit of dominance in his eyes, but it was melted away by the gentle smile on his lips, "Nobody doesn't like obedient children, right?"

Hearing this, Meng Yile nodded and smiled: "Yes, Mr. Fang is right."

Fang Lai frowned slightly, carefully observing the boy's expression on the screen, "Unhappy?"

The boy held the dimples on his cheeks, and smiled obediently and docilely, "No, Mr. Fang."

The man was silent for a moment, and finally spoke again in a deep magnetic voice: "Hey, I'll spare a day to go back this weekend, okay?"

Meng Yile's heartache was almost numb, but he nodded with a smile, "As long as it doesn't delay you, it's fine."

"Go to bed early."

"Good night, Mr. Fang."

The boy kneeling on the carpet looked at the screen that was turned off, thinking about Fang Lai's words just now: No one doesn't like obedient children.

Meng Yile lowered his head and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, "But you don't like it." Why lie to him again, why give him hope?

Meng Yile: 【Fang Lai likes me? 】

432: [Guess, little fool. 】

Meng Yile: [He and Fang Qing are the same person, Fang Qing likes me, right?So... can it be inferred that Fang Lai likes me? 】

432 raised his eyebrows and spread his hands: [No problem. 】

Meng Yile was silent for a while.

Meng Yile pouted: 【Tell me. 】

432 shook his head: [Don't tell. 】

Meng Yile continued to pout: 【Fang Lai likes me? 】

432 nodded.

Meng Yile: [I love you, give the old goblin 432 refills~]

432: [I prefer to hear you call me a philosopher. 】

Meng Yile: God damn philosophers, if philosophers have this kind of virtue, Keke, this world will take jujube pills.

432: [Don't slander me. 】

Meng Yile: 【Oh, I can't figure out such a world, let alone a little white rabbit like Sha Xufeng. 】

432: [So? 】

Meng Yile: [Fang Lai is doomed to lose to his hidden secrets. 】

432: [Will Fang Qing's profligacy win? 】

Meng Yile pouted: [Mr. Fang, who is still in the growing stage, is a little tender compared to the old and cunning Mr. Fang.I personally prefer calm men. 】

432: [Yo huh? 】

432: Really fucking retarded.

Mentally disabled Meng Yile was very happy this day, because Sha Huishan's condition improved, and Sha Huishan's physical condition recovered day by day. Sha Xufeng finally gave himself a vacation and asked the driver to drive him to the department store. under.

432: [Attention, focus. 】

Meng Yile: [Which floor is it on?When will you come?Be specific, sir! 】

432: [I don't know. 】

Meng Yile: [I'm going to cry because of you. 】

432: [Farewell, I'm really afraid of your current body. 】

Meng Yile: Humph, I didn't expect the system to be a soft-bodied guy, as long as others cry, he'll have nothing to do.

But Meng Yile obviously didn't want to cry. He walked around the department store several times, tried on several clothes, and finally came to the right place after searching one by one.

432: [That's right here. 】

Meng Yile: 【Thank you, old goblin. 】

432 sneered: [I'm angry! 】

Meng Yile: [Slightly slightly. 】

As soon as the boy walked in, he saw this year's new tie style. He walked over and picked up a tie with a dark pattern, he liked it very much, and said to the clerk beside him, "Help me wrap this tie and send it to xx Road xx”

The clerk smiled and explained, "Sir, this is for a couple, can you give it to your boyfriend, can you wrap it up for you?"

Meng Yile paused, looked at the exquisitely crafted and low-key little thing in front of him, then nodded with a bright smile: "Alright."

Seeing his smile, the clerk couldn't help praising him: "You look so pretty when you smile, and your boyfriend must be handsome too."

"Thank you." The boy felt a little embarrassed when he was praised.

He turned around and wanted to continue to look at it. It was rare that he was in a good mood recently, and Fanglai was going back to the villa to see him on the weekend. It would be interesting to prepare some small gifts for the man.

Life is always a pool of stagnant water, he always has to live out some new tricks and find some fun for himself.

The boy walked around a row of clothes with half-cast eyebrows and eyes, and saw a finely crafted shirt. He stared at it for a few seconds, picked up the clothes and looked at them, then turned to ask the clerk, "Is it new this year?"

"Yes, sir."

Meng Yile nodded, "Wrap it up and send it along with the tie."

"Hey, good."

The boy turned his head to leave, but two figures suddenly burst into his eyes. He felt that the good mood he had managed to gather today was instantly shattered into powder.

Meng Yile looked at a place ten meters away from him, a calm and introverted man and a boy, talking and laughing, walking towards him with arms crossed.

Meng Yile just stood there looking at the figures of the two, trying to escape, but found that he couldn't move even a single step.He just watched with a pale face as the two talking and laughing found him, then paused for a conversation, and the man walked towards him alone.

Fang Lai walked up to Meng Yile, and asked him in a steady and powerful voice, "Shopping for clothes?"

Meng Yile closed his eyes, he didn't answer Fang Lai's question, but looked at the dissatisfied boy waiting in the distance, turned his head to look at the man, raised the dimples on his lips, "Mr. Who is this?"

Fang Lai stared at him deeply, without changing his smile, and continued to ask tenderly, "What did you buy?"

The boy with natural curly soft hair finally stopped insisting, how could he have the face to say that he just bought a couple tie, he just smiled obediently, "I bought a lot of things, do you want to see Mr. Fang?"

The man stroked his hair gently, "No, as long as you are happy."

Meng Yile no longer had any luck in his heart, so many times of experience told him that it would be useless to pester him, he lowered his head and looked at his toes: "Mr. Fang, I'll go first."

"The driver brought you here?"

There was a last glimmer of hope in the boy's eyes, he struggled like a drowning person: "Yes."

Fang Lai's magnetic voice came: "Be careful on the road."

Meng Yile closed his eyes, "Got it." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, only he knew that the scattered things scattered on the ground along the way were all his heart.

What to do, it has become dross, and it can no longer be glued into a complete piece.What to do, he doesn't know anymore, he doesn't want to...he doesn't want to...

But the person he likes doesn't care, his heart sensed it, maybe it was because he was ashamed to see people, and it broke automatically.

That's fine, anyway, what's the use of keeping it anyway, is it good to love someone who doesn't love me at all, Meng Yile thought to himself.

When Fang Lai returned home the next day, the boy obediently and docilely packed up a table full of vegetables. When the two of them finished their meal, Meng Yile turned and went back upstairs. When he came down again, he had two extra A4 papers in his hand.

He smiled cutely, the dimples on his lips filled with intoxicating liquid, and he passed the thing over, "Mr. Fang, let's get a divorce."