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

The high-rise apartment is located in the bustling area of ​​the city center. Fang Qing's house lives on the 28th floor, and has a semi-open balcony. It is very exciting to stand on the ground and look at the ground, probably similar to the feeling of walking on the edge of a cliff.

Meng Yile tremblingly held on to the man's forearm, he looked at the transparent glass under his feet, then quickly closed his eyes, "Don't, don't let me go."

Fang Qing was waiting for his words. Hearing this, he broke into a wicked smile and hugged him, "This is the little man you asked for yourself. Don't accuse me of taking advantage of you afterwards!"

Meng Yile's legs were already fluttering, and he was too weak to support himself. He tightly wrapped his arms around the man's arms, and shook his head desperately, "No, no."

Fang Qing was very satisfied with his ability to stretch and bend, and took the boy's face out of his arms, "Open your eyes."

The boy with his eyes tightly closed shook his head, "No."

"Look at me."

The boy didn't move.

Fang Qing pinched his nose, "Look at me."

"Otherwise I'm leaving—"

Before he finished speaking, the boy in his arms tightened his arms again, "Why..." He raised his head and opened his eyes aggrievedly, looking at the man.

Fang Qing looked down at him and raised his eyebrows, "Short boy, has anyone ever told you that your eyes are particularly beautiful, just like the night sky?"

Meng Yile shook his head honestly, "No." If it wasn't for Fang Qing's thick skin, few people would be able to say such nasty words.

"Are you asking me to kiss you?"

"...Nonsense." The boy pouted.

"What message is that sending to me?" Fang Qing bent down, grabbed his chin, and looked deeply into those two big eyes, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Fang Qing naturally refused to let go of such a good opportunity, changed the subject, and asked softly, "Can I kiss you, Xiaofeng?"

The other party's voice was always nice, with a way of bewitching people, Meng Yile couldn't stand his voice, he was stunned for a while, then pushed the person away, and ran into the room.

The man behind caught up, "Hey, didn't you just say that your legs are weak and you can't stand, and you can run now, are you lying to me on purpose?"

The boy huddled in a corner of the sofa, "You..."

"You knew what I mean to you three years ago. You agreed to cultivate your relationship. Don't deny it!"

"Can you... slow down?"

"No."

Meng Yile buried her face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Why do you like me?"

Fang Qing walked over and snatched the pillow from the boy's hand, pointed to a certain room with his chin, "Go in and play me a song and I'll tell you."

The boy stared at him with wide eyes, and Mei's lips parted and closed slightly, "I don't want to know anymore."

"You have to play if you don't want to know." After speaking, he carried the boy to the piano room.

The two were sitting on a piano bench, with their bodies next to each other. The thin fabric in summer could not block the constant heat from each other. The boy who lowered his head and concentrated on reading the piano score was flushed, and his small earlobes were brightly colored. The glass belly of a thermometer.

Meng Yile flipped through for a long time, finally raised his head from the big sheet music, pointed to a certain sheet, and asked, "Is this one okay?"

Naturally, Fang Qing's thoughts would not be on the piano score, he nodded casually, without caring, "Hmm~"

Meng Yile put the sheet music back, sat up straight and took a deep breath, then lightly raised his arms and placed them on the keys. As the first key was pressed, smooth notes flowed out.

The boy practiced the piano for a long time, and he knew how to play the piano without even looking at the score. He devoted part of his energy to staring at the man next to him carefully. Sure enough, at the second minute and 34 seconds of playing, the man showed his fox tail.

Meng Yile felt the little disturbance around his waist, frowned, and paused the movements of his hands uneasily. The man naturally knew what he was thinking, and whispered softly in his ear: "Go on, don't stop."

The boy's red ears were itchy slightly teased by the sound of his breathing, and he shrank his neck to hide, but the place was only so big, and he was still playing the piano, so where could he hide.

Fang Qing watched Meng Yile keep dodging, and felt that the boy's trembling eyelashes were like the wings of a butterfly, and suddenly he leaned over to enclose his earlobe, and when the soft and cool skin touched the hot lips, it was like an iceberg meeting to the magma.

——Meng Yile's mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, and the movements of his hands also stopped.

The piano room filled with musical notes was instantly silent. The boy sat there with a pair of big black and white eyes open, as if he couldn't believe it and seemed to be confused by the poisonous snake. It's like the jelly has been poked by something.

I don't know when the temperature rose, and only the sound of the other's slightly heavy breathing remained in the ears of the two. The air conditioner was obviously turned on, but it was very hot.

Fang Qing simply grabbed both of Meng Yile's hands, put them in his big palms, supported the back of the boy's head, and leaned down to cover his two thin lips.

It's like putting a seal on it.

Meng Yile was instantly brought back to his senses by the electric current sweeping his whole body, shook his head, and exclaimed: "No!" Then he pushed the person away, stood up and staggered back two steps until his body touched the wall, and then He bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Fang Qing sighed helplessly, "Isn't it just a kiss, what are you hiding?"

The boy covered his ears and ran away in a hurry.

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is +5, and the current completeness is 93. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

And the man who was processing documents in the study room in Fang's villa suddenly dropped the mouse in his hand, the storm in his eyes couldn't be stopped, he gasped heavily, clenched his fists, and then calmed down slowly Come down and dial the secretary's number.

"Send a mouse over."

"Yes."

He hung up the phone, and after a while, he covered his heart with his left hand, feeling the restlessness and affection inside—just now, there was a sudden throbbing, and his longing and regret for the boy deepened.

You don't need to think about who caused this sudden restlessness and affection, and what happened to the two of you to produce this result. When Fang Lai opened his eyes again, he was as calm as before, and he had regained that feeling. Calm, restrained temperament.

He spoke as if talking to himself: "Fang Qing, you are too anxious."

In the piano room, the man who felt his restless heart suddenly calmed down frowned. The throbbing and tumbling feelings just now were all gone. He closed his eyes irritably, and thought: Fuck, the old man's concentration is really fucking enough good.

After a while, he suddenly pulled away the smile on his lips, raised his arm and lightly pressed a few times on the black and white keys of the piano, and said, "Fang Qing, you are really boring to live, if you wait until I grow old, you will die." With your appearance, I would rather not have lived."

The next day, when Fang Qing woke up again, he found that the boy who was supposed to be in the bedroom was gone. He rolled his eyes, turned back to the living room, and found a note on the coffee table. .

"Brother Fang, I'm home. Sha Xufeng."

Fang Qing crumpled up the note, threw it into the trash can casually, walked to the kitchen with a gloomy face and opened the refrigerator, looked at the bread and milk inside, but didn't have the slightest thought of doing anything.

"I'm spoiled and want to leave all of a sudden, little dwarf, do you think you can still go?"

He took out an apple, tossed it up and down in his hand, didn't even wash it, just put it in his mouth and took two bites, thinking, little guy, even if I let you run away kindly, some old man must won't let go.

good luck.

But thinking of this, the Xie Si man's face darkened again, and his already ugly face was completely unreadable now.

Meng Yile, who was sleeping with his pillow in the Shajia Villa, suddenly trembled...

Meng Yile frowned: [Wo Cao, you fucking shocked me again!I finished the electricity yesterday. Is it over today? Is it over? ! 】

432 ignored his protest and getting up, and sneered: [Can't you get up? 】

Meng Yile: [I can't even sleep late, a bullshit infinite life, a beautiful life! 】

432: [You saw that what the salesman said was 100% true? 】

Meng Yile slumped on the super big custom-made bed, 【You'll fucking kill me sooner or later. 】

432: [Is the thorn stimulating? 】

Meng Yile: [No surprises, no surprises... I'm going to get up now, don't call me! 】

Meng Yile got up and packed himself, came to Shahuishan's door, knocked on the door: "Grandpa, it's me, Xiaofeng."

"Come in." The voice inside was a little more energetic than yesterday, which made the boy feel better. He opened the door and walked in. Sha Huishan knew that the boy had thought about everything when he saw his clothes.

An old and hoarse voice said: "Decided?"

"Yes, Grandpa, it's time for Xiaofeng to grow up, and I want to share some with you."

Sha Huishan couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, and he was still kind, "Alright, remember to be low-key and humble after joining the company, learn more, and don't think about some endless plans first. Keep your feet on the ground, you know?"

The boy knelt by the bed, "Grandpa I know, don't worry, brother will take care of me."

The old man didn't say anything when he heard the words, and stroked the hair of his favorite little grandson for a while, "Go, tell grandpa if you are wronged, and grandpa will help you back up. None of them dare to act wild in front of the old man yet."

Meng Yile knew that the old man was concerned about Fang Lai again, but he knew that explaining more would only make the Fang family in Shahuishan more disgusted, so he swallowed all the words, "Don't worry, Grandpa. Xiaofeng is gone."

Twenty minutes later, Meng Yile stood in a suit and leather shoes at the entrance of the Sha Group building. He looked up at this landmark building in City X, looking at the tall building that was almost piercing the sky, took a deep breath and walked in.

Companies that have already been greeted don't have so many procedures to go through. Meng Yile also knows that this move to enter the company has aroused dissatisfaction among some people, but he just pretended not to know and stepped into the business circle step by step.

It is more enjoyable to be a little white rabbit who is always worried about being cheated and hurt than to be a hunter.

In the past three years, the boy should have figured out some things, after all, so much lonely time was left to him to think alone.If you don't learn to grow, and don't learn to move forward, you will be too sorry for those painstaking guardians before.