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

The temperature difference between inside and outside the house was huge, and Meng Yile, who had no coat but only a spring and autumn suit, came back and sneezed five times in a row, holding ginger tea in one hand and a tissue in the other.

Fang Qing hugged the miserable man in her arms and rubbed her back and forth, then turned her head and laughed at Meng Yile's idiotic behavior with A Ming, "Just say you're stupid or not, running around the beach in winter, Northwest When the wind blows, it's no wonder he doesn't catch a cold!"

A Ming nodded empathetically, "It's really stupid."

Meng Yile immediately poked his head out of Fang Qing's arms, rolled his eyes at A Ming, stuffed his nose and buzzed, "What can I do that need your evaluation?"

Fang Qing pinched the boy's mouth with one hand, and the innocent Meng Yile turned into Donald Duck in seconds, unable to utter a word, and could only stare at him with his eyes and cheeks puffed out, but his appearance was too cute.

A Ming was choked by him, and responded without showing any weakness: "Hmph!"

Meng Yile was about to explode: [Why does he humiliate me, are all mistresses so arrogant now?ah? 】

432: [You are not Sha Xufeng. 】

Meng Yile froze for a moment: [Oh yes, I don't need to be so angry, ah no, shouldn't I be angry that he hooked up with my man? 】

432: [Well, you should. 】

Meng Yile: [But after you say that, I suddenly can't put myself in the role...]

432 pulls out a book from his backpack: 【Maybe you need this—】

An actor's self-cultivation.

Well, that's fine.Now the system mocks him and doesn't bother with words.

Of course, the whole family of the Fang family gets together to celebrate the New Year. Some elders don’t come here until the Spring Festival. They board the boat directly. It's not crowded, there are only four people in total.

It's also very related.We know each other very well, so we don't need much introduction.

But as the old saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other.

The breakfast was set up after Fang Lai finished washing up, not because he was waiting for him to be with him, but because Fang Lai came down too punctually, and the person came out of the study just as the food was on the table.

Meng Yile really wanted to sneer at this, the president of the Sha Group is not busy like this, but the Fang Group is really able to make a fuss, he has come out for the New Year and still does not forget to deal with business every day.

Fang Lai walked straight to A Ming, and leaned down: "Are you tired of waiting?"

A Ming closed the book in his hand, "It's a little bit, but the novels are more interesting." He got up and took the man's arm, "Let's have breakfast first, I'm hungry."

Meng Yile stared at the backs of the two of them, gnashing his teeth with hatred. He was not like this when he and Fang Lai were together before. He has never used any of Ah Ming's temperaments. Every time he is hungry, he has to ask In one sentence, is Mr. Fang hungry?

The treatment was really different, and he comforted himself at the time, saying that Fang Lai might not know how to love others, and that's why he was born with a cold temper. Heh, now it seems that he is really worthless.

It is said that a crying child has candy to eat. This is the first time he understands the meaning of this sentence so deeply.

Fang Qing pulled up the boy who was gnashing his teeth on the sofa, "Okay, no matter how much you grind your teeth, you will wear them down, let's go!"

The boy turned his face away unnaturally, refusing to admit it: "Who has ground his teeth!"

Fang Qing shrugged, then pointed at himself, "I, my lord, next, Second Young Master Fang grinds it by himself."

Meng Yile stretched out his hand to pinch him angrily, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Who can always make people laugh when they are angry.

The boy who had successfully blown himself a cold by the sea breeze didn't want to eat breakfast. He sat on the seat and twirled the spoon in his hand boredly, watching the rice porridge in his hand billowing with wisps of white gas, and drooping his eyes listlessly.

Fang Qing noticed his small movements, and asked in a low voice: "Is it not to your liking?"

"No," Meng Yile shook his head halfway, but then suddenly changed his mind. He suddenly thought of A Ming's appearance when he was complaining, and wondered to whom would he show such a cute appearance? Why couldn't he let his temper go point, so the boy changed his words: "It's really not to my taste."

He opened his big eyes and looked at Fang Qing expectantly, thinking about how the other party would answer, should he fire the cook and hire another one?I still have to order a meal for myself from a five-star hotel, or cook for him personally...

Under his expectant gaze, Fang Qing finally said, "It's what you deserve. You have to run outside, so you're going to be an idiot."

The conversation between the two was very quiet, so that the other party could hear it without disturbing other people's meal, but there was no movement at the table except for the two of them, so A Ming who was opposite could hear their conversation clearly. After listening to Fang Qing's conversation, I couldn't help but spit out: "Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Fang took a look at A Ming and said softly, "Concentrate on eating and don't choke."

Ah Ming curled his lips and muttered softly, "You have to take care of your meals, and you're not a three-year-old..."

Comparing the two, Meng Yi was so happy that he wanted to drop the spoon in his hand.A person with a cold especially wants to find someone to rely on, but he is a bit lost, probably because he finds that no one is willing to give him a candy even if he makes a fuss and cries.

He is like a gluttonous child, looking enviously and jealously at Ah Ming who owns a candy that he is eager to have but does not know it, thinking to himself, why not him, why not him.

If it was him, he would probably be so happy that every day would be colorful, and he would sleep with a smile on his face.

But God just refuses to satisfy him, no matter how much he envies what he wants, he can't envy him, but what he has no intention of possessing is fearless and extravagant.All the things he owns were snatched by him bit by bit, and he had to carefully maintain them and hold them in his hands, but he would suddenly wake up at night to see if those things were still in his hands.

No sense of security.

No one would give him a sense of security.It turned out that when Fang Qing couldn't take care of his emotions, no one really could perceive the longing in his heart. He didn't want to appear too greedy and hypocritical, but with the sweetness of the other party, he always felt pitiful.

But Meng Yile couldn't do the thing of throwing the spoon, because of his childhood upbringing, he could only quietly put down the spoon to wipe the corners of his mouth, and then said softly, "I'm done eating, everyone take your time."

Without disturbing anyone, he got up and left.

Meng Yile went to invite Chong: [How is it? 】

432: 【Kiss you, hug you and lift you up. 】

Meng Yile: 【You are so perfunctory and indifferent, is that 432 who only has eyes on me? 】

432: [No. 】

Meng Yile: 【Damn it, I knew you had other dogs outside! 】

432: [Yes. 】

Meng Yile couldn't bear this grievance any longer: [Wow wow wow wow...]

432: [Shut up, little idiot, you can't even make the notification sound. 】

Meng Yile: [What? 】

【Ding!The completeness of the strategy target is +1, and the current completeness is 97. Congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

Meng Yile went upstairs to sleep, and when he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the cold medicine and the water glass on the bedside, and turned around in a daze with sleepy eyes, but found no one in his room , got up, picked up the medicine box, looked at it, and touched the water glass, the tentacles turned out to be warm and comfortable.

The boy leaned on the head of the bed and thought for a while, and found that he was too lazy after catching a cold, so he simply stopped exploring, took out the medicines one by one, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them with water.

Then he couldn't resist the medicine, and fell into the bed and fell asleep again.

Meng Yile was still a little fuzzy when he was shaken awake. He felt the cool hand on his forehead, and comfortably pressed the sticker on it, and asked childishly, "What's wrong?"

"After you catch a cold, your voice can soften to my heart."

The boy buried in the quilt was not so uncomfortable anymore, he felt relaxed, and chuckled, "I like to hear it? Then let me tell you a few more words, and then how about you give me all the shares of Fang's Group?"

Fang Qing blinked his left eye at him, "Okay, anyway, it's not for outsiders, maybe the shares thrown out are as attractive as its owner, and can attract some shares back~"

Meng Yile pursed his mouth and hummed: "Zi Lian."

The man pulled Meng Yile out of the quilt, "Get up and take medicine, I've been asleep all morning."

Meng Yile shook his head, "Don't eat."

Fang Qing raised her eyebrows and glanced at him: "Brother ran to the city center to buy this for you, don't get angry, didn't you just tell you something over breakfast, remember it? Brother also brought back a five-star copy for you." The hotel's big meal is placed below waiting for you to enjoy!"

"Apologize now, it's late." The boy lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and said to Fang Qing while walking to the bathroom, "You came to deliver the medicine after I finished taking it, and it was even more late."

Fang Qing: "What? Have you finished eating?!" He looked down into the trash can and saw some medicine shells, threw the medicine in his hand on the table, and rolled his eyes angrily.

Meng Yile tasted the five-star meal brought by Fang Er Shao, and felt that it was very useful, so he reluctantly forgave him. Then, in order to make up for Fang Qing's hurt heart, he decided to cook a soup for him.

The boy who took off his coat unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, folded it twice to expose his forearms, and was busy in the kitchen in an orderly manner.Fang Qing clutched her chest and leaned against the kitchen door frame, "Oh, my heart is crying."

The boy who was cutting sweet potatoes couldn't help curling his lips. The cold healed instantly made him full of blood again, and he asked softly, "Your heart has been crying for three hours, aren't you tired?"

Fang Qing continued to cover her chest with drooping eyes, "I cried for a long time, that's because of the serious injury."

Meng Yile thought to himself, he just took some medicine... As for making him look like he cheated?

The boy arranged all the things neatly in the casserole, added warm white water and put it on the fire to simmer slowly. After washing his hands, he walked to the door, looking at the second young master Fang who was still playing the role of the bitter lover, feeling extremely speechless in his heart .

Helpless, he leaned over and asked, "Are you still sad?"

"No way!"

The boy nodded, leaned his head to cover the man's chest, "Come on, let me hear if you're crying hard?"

Fang Qing: "...Son, give your father a quick cry, cry louder, or he won't feel sorry~"

Meng Yile: "..."

"You two have children?!" A slightly surprised voice suddenly interjected.

Both are people who want to save face, Meng Yile and Fang Qing hurriedly distanced themselves, and Qiqi turned their heads to look at the source of the sound, only to see the bewildered A Ming, and the bewildered boy with a faint smile on his face. come.

Meng Yile was not happy seeing A Ming, he leaned his shoulder against the door frame lightly, and wrote lightly, "It's none of your business."

A Ming snorted, and simply turned his head to look at Fang Qing, "So of the two of you...you are the one below?"

The words were like a bomb, and the three people in the room were stunned, and then the second young master Fang held his chest and exaggeratedly called: "Oh, oh, I am so angry with you, please help me!" call the ambulance."

Meng Yile calmly took out his phone, turned to him and asked, "What should I say when asked? Is it going to give birth or die?"

Fang Qing gritted her teeth and glared at him: "Say I met a scumbag and want to have a painless abortion!"

Meng Yile thought to himself: Oh, shed my heart, this is really the first fucking time I've seen you.

That annoying voice came again, "Are you guys going to cook something delicious in the kitchen?"

Fang Qing straightened his clothes, and had already recovered that unruly face. With the corners of his mouth hooked, he raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right, Mr. Sha of the Sha Group personally cooks for the handsome and tragic Second Young Master Fang. Chef, I just smiled for Defang Second Young Master, tsk!"

A Ming obviously didn't care about his many modifications and prefixes, he frowned and looked at Fang Qing like a weirdo: "Have you always talked like this?" He scratched his head, obviously he didn't care about Fang Qing's speech , turned suddenly: "Can you give me a taste after you cook?"

Meng Yile: "No!"

Fang Qing: "Yes!"

Meng Yile glanced at Fang Qing, then gritted his teeth and repeated bitterly: "No."

Fang Qing raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, your soup is up to you."

Ah Ming: "You're so stingy, you have to worry about a bowl of soup."

Meng Yile was irritated by his success, and walked directly in front of the person, grinning and revealing the dimples on his cheeks, "I just care about my soup, if you want to eat it, cook it yourself."

Ah Ming hid behind the man beside him, pouted and called, "Fang Lai."

Meng Yile sneered, "Kids who need a guardian, please remember one thing, don't provoke people with a bad temper, otherwise I don't mind helping your parents educate you."

Fang Qing dragged him away with a haha, "He was blown into a fool by the sea breeze today, don't pay attention to him~"

After Meng Yile was pulled away, he calmed down silently. He thought to himself that it would make him seem petty to argue with A Ming. There is no need for this kind of person to ignore him. It is most correct to ignore him directly.

But the most correct way was too aggrieved, he really endured it for a long time!

432: [Bull!It's really awesome, it's not OOC like this, I admire it! 】

Meng Yile: [Wocao scared me to death, just now I was worried about the scolding Zhenghe, you suddenly called me...]

432: [I'm not the kind of system that loves electric people~]

Meng Yile: [432, you don't seem to be very clear about your position...]

432 covered his ears: [Don't listen, don't listen! 】

Meng Yile: Recently, the system has been acting cute to him, what should I do if it makes him have the illusion that the other party is soft and cute?

At night, Meng Yile and Fang Qing were flirting with each other in the room, talking flirtatiously, when suddenly they heard two knocks on the door, Meng Yile was stunned, Fang Qing got up to open the door, and saw the visitor raised his eyebrows, Surprised: "Brother?"

A Ming's voice came over Fang Qing's shoulder: "And me."

Meng Yile, who was lying on the bed, heard these three words, and immediately sat up like chicken blood.

Fang Qing's laughing voice came in, and he lazily said, "Oh, my sister-in-law is here too~"

The other party reluctantly retorted: "My name is Ming."

Fang Qing smiled at the people, then turned to look at Fang Lai, "What's the matter, brother, you came to see me suddenly because...something is wrong?"

Fang Lai nodded, and his calm and introverted voice carried a warm smile, but was indifferent: "I'm bored, let's rub two together."

Fang Qing: "Okay, but I have to ask the little man if he wants to, he just caught a cold this morning, maybe he hasn't..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly covered his mouth, and a voice came from behind: "I'm free, come on."

Fang Qing turned to look at the person, and asked him unhappily, "Have you caught a cold?"

The boy with black and white eyes was flustered and didn't dare to look at him, "Okay..."

Fang Qing pinched his earlobe with a smile, and said softly, "Short, if the condition recurs tomorrow, I will break your leg."

Meng Yile suddenly felt a pain in his knee.

He turned to look for 432: 【He wants to break my leg! 】

432: [Who?Anyone who wants to break your leg, I can't beat him to death! 】

Meng Yile: [Fang Qing! 】

432: [...I told you a long time ago not to be stubborn with the target of the strategy, you must listen. 】

Meng Yile sneered: [Oh. 】

432: ...my image in the host's heart is completely ruined.

Meng Yile, who had played mahjong all night, went to catch up on his sleep very satisfied. After playing so many games in one night, with his and Fang Qing's perfect cooperation, Ah Ming and Fang Lai almost never won.

Simply refreshing!

However, when he woke up, he found that the porridge he cooked was gone.Meng Yile looked at the empty casserole with only a few vegetable leaves left, turned around and went to the living room to look for Fang Qing, and after searching twice, he saw three talking and laughing figures on the second floor.

The boy walked over unhurriedly. Even if he was blown out of temper, he could not change the attitude he had developed since he was a child. He walked up to the person and asked, "Where's my porridge?"

Fang Qing blinked. Before he had time to speak, Ah Ming, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly said, "Thank you Mr. Sha for the soup, it's delicious!"

Meng Yile sneered twice without a smile on his face: "As long as it's delicious, tell me if you want to eat it in the future, but... just because I'm afraid you won't be able to digest it after eating."

A Ming shook his head: "No, it's very comfortable, it's very tight in my stomach."

Meng Yile let out a "hmm" and got up and left. Fang Qing looked at the man's back, and after a while chased after him. It took him a long time to coax him.

In the afternoon, Meng Yile went out for a stroll again. This time he learned how to be smart. He put on a long and thick down jacket outside and walked slowly along the beach without letting anyone follow him. Knowing that it was such a coincidence, he walked around until he could no longer see the villa, but suddenly met Fang Lai.

Wrapped in a down jacket, the red-nosed boy looked at each other, smiled, and outlined the dimples of the two families, "Mr. Fang."

The author has something to say: Fang Qing gritted his teeth and glared at him: "Say I met a scumbag, and I want to have a painless abortion!"

Meng Yile thought to himself: Oh, shed my heart, this is really the first fucking time I've seen you.

Heart: What did I do wrong to drain me?