You finished the joke [Quick Transmigration]

Xiao Ming couldn't believe his ears, swallowed, and asked persistently, "Yes, how big is it?"

Lin Chenhao made a gesture in front of Xiao Ming's eyes, "Spicy——so big."

The terrified Xiao Ming looked devastated, "...you lied."

"Well, I'm lying," Lin Chenhao patted Xiao Ming's shoulder, "You have a big butt, and everything you say is right."

Xiao Ming: "..."

After hearing the words that changed his whole life, Xiao Ming paid extra attention.

When taking a bath in the bathroom at night, Xiao Ming carefully glanced left and right, and saw that there was no one outside the cubicle, so he secretly rubbed his hand and reached behind him to touch it.

Well, one hand can't cover it.

It must be because his hands are too small, Xiao Ming comforted himself silently.

He folded his five fingers together and pinched it, it was soft and very springy, as if the flesh would overflow from the cracks of the fingers when pinched lightly.

It seems that there is really a lot of meat...

Maybe it was because he had been worrying for too long before going to bed at night, and it was rare for Xiao Ming to stay in bed the next day and not want to get up.

Turning over, Xiao Ming exhaled comfortably, and was a little confused, why is the bed so soft today?

Especially below the waist, above the thighs...

Xiao Ming froze for a moment, then realized that it wasn't his bed that was soft, but his butt.

Xiao Ming suddenly felt that the prospects were dark, and he seemed to be able to predict his fear of being dominated by big butts in the future.

Lin Chenhao was sleeping soundly on the bed next to him. He smacked his lips beautifully after dreaming of something, and began to sing, "...Little rabbit, be good, your big butt is really white... um... long legs spread out!" , I want to come in..."

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Ming resisted the urge to suffocate Lin Chenhao, turned over and supported his big buttocks to get up and wash up.

When eating breakfast, Xiao Ming looked sullen and drooping.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Xiao Ming was absent-minded, Yan Shu pinched Xiao Ming's pink and tender cheeks, "I didn't eat much this morning, did I lose my appetite?"

The boy had only eaten four cranberry wholemeal buns, five pieces of pumpkin durian ice skin pie, two bowls of sashimi porridge, and a cup of egg soy milk. Yan Shu wondered if Xiao Ming was feeling unwell.

Xiao Ming put down his chopsticks unhappily, faltered, blushed and couldn't say a word.

The key is how to talk about such a big butt...

Xiao Ming resentfully grabbed a piece of glutinous rice dumpling, opened his mouth wide and bit down hard, but the soft glutinous taste melted in his mouth in an instant, so delicious that he squinted his eyes.

Forget it, let's worry about the butt tomorrow, Xiao Ming sighed.

After honing his culinary skills during this period, Uncle Yin no longer cooks the food for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Before he knew it, Xiao Ming's three meals were all arranged by men.

Come to accompany him to have breakfast so early every day. These carefully prepared breakfasts are placed in a basket with excellent thermal insulation effect, and they are still steaming hot when they are brought out, but I don't know how early the man got up to prepare them.

"Actually...it's the same if I go to the cafeteria by myself..." Xiao Ming lowered his head and took another sip of the glutinous rice dumpling, "You don't have to work so hard..."

"How could it be the same?" Yan Shu gently wiped off a small piece of shredded coconut on Xiao Ming's lips, and smiled helplessly, "...It's hard not to see you."

Xiao Ming didn't dare to look directly into the man's dark and deep eyes, so he could only lower his head and nibble on the dumpling in his hand.

There is always a type of people in the world who are like geniuses no matter what they do. Xiao Ming still remembers the first time Yan Shu cooked something and made the chickens fly, and it turned out that a man could do it in just a few days. With such beautiful and delicious dishes, one meal can not only have the flavors of various countries at the same time, but also one dish a day without heavy weight.

He wished he could swallow such a delicious thing with his own tongue, it would be strange if he didn't gain weight.

But... why don't I have fat anywhere but a fat butt?Xiao Ming sighed again and again.

Yan Shu next to him couldn't listen anymore, and regardless of Xiao Ming still holding the sticky glutinous rice balls in his hand, he threw the young man down on the grass while he was not paying attention, and stretched out his hand to scratch his armpit.

"Hahahahaha...no ha, don't haha...hahahahaha..." Xiao Ming curled up like a small shrimp, the dumpling in his hand fell on the lawn in a struggle, and rolled around a few times Covered with grass clippings.

After a while, the man stopped, and threatened in a deep voice, "Say it or not!"

Seeing that Xiao Ming was obviously still hesitating, Yan Shu raised Xiao Ming's hands and pressed them to the sides of his head, bent down and buried his face on Xiao Ming's swollen stomach, "Puff—————— "Blow straight.

The hot air from the man's breath clings to his belly, and the itchiness circulates around his belly and enters his limbs. Xiao Ming twisted his buttocks and struggled vigorously, breathing heavily and surrendering, "Don't...don't... I said I said!"

Only then did Yan Shu let go of the people under him, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the saliva that flowed from the corner of Xiao Ming's mouth just now when he laughed so hard that he had no time to swallow, motioning for him to speak.

Xiao Ming blinked his eyes, the corners of his eyes were a little red, he murmured, "Well, they said, I'm... big."

The boy's voice was muffled, but Yan Shu couldn't hear it clearly, so he tilted his head and put his ear close to Xiao Ming's bright red lips, "Huh?"

Xiao Ming's long eyelashes fluttered up and down like a fan, his face flushed for a long time, and he whispered, "They said, they said me, me, me..."

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ming closed his eyes tightly, "...say me...well, fart, big butt..."

"Oh?" The man repeated mechanically, looking deeply at the person under him.

The corners of the boy's tightly closed eyes were slightly moist, his face was ruddy, and his small mouth was shiny.

It does have more meat than before.

Yan Shu touched his chin thoughtfully.

The little piglet is fattened up, so...

Is it time to kill and eat?

That night, Xiao Ming received an urgent notice from the school saying that he wanted to change dormitories. Before he could ask the counselor carefully, he hung up the phone. I saw a large circle of people forming a big circle like a huge hula hoop downstairs in the dormitory.

Seeing Xiao Ming approaching, the crowd parted automatically, and the headmaster came out excitedly from the middle, stepped forward to hold his hand and shook it vigorously, "Young talent! Young talent! Student Xiao! The school Your future is in your hands!"

Xiao Ming didn't know why, he stared blankly at the principal's face full of gullies while smiling, then scanned the melon-eating crowd in confusion, and finally fixed his eyes on the red festive banner hanging between two street lamps not far from the dormitory building .

——Thanks to student Xiao for his selfless dedication to the school, and the teachers and students of the school warmly sent off with love.

Xiao Ming has question marks all over his face? ? ?

The principal patted the back of Xiao Ming's hand reassuringly, "The school's economy is in a downturn recently, student Xiao, you don't mind if the school changes your dormitory for you?"

After finishing speaking without giving him any time to react, he pushed Xiao Ming into the car, and closed the car door neatly with a "bang".

The car started slowly, and Xiao Ming bounced up from the seat when he regained his composure, half-kneeling on the seat and thumping the tightly closed car window, "Hey, wait! Principal! Principal! Let me out! "

After hammering for a long time, the car didn't stop, and the old and stooped figure of the headmaster outside the car window gradually faded away in sight, only the wrinkled smile on his face was still clearly visible, Xiao Ming was discouraged and half-softened on the armchair, "Ah... ...what's the matter?"

Just as Xiao Ming was thinking hard, his back suddenly felt hot, and a warm body pressed against him tightly.

The exclamation was suppressed in the throat and almost blurted out, Xiao Ming panicked and tensed up, and could vaguely hear the tiny crackling sound of the bones in his body, Xiao Ming was gathering all his strength to shake off the people behind him, and clenched into fists His hand was covered by a big warm hand.

The man's familiar deep voice rang in his ears, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Xiao Ming lost all his strength in an instant, his limbs felt weak, before he recovered, he turned his head in shock, his eyes widened, "Ah! Why are you here?"

"Didn't you hear what the principal said?" The man slowly wrapped his arms around Xiao Ming's waist from behind, "The school has been running out of beds recently, and there are new students coming in, so the principal discussed with me to see if I can let you stay with me." Stay for a while."

But... the principal clearly said that the school's funds are in a recession...

Suddenly he figured out something, "You lied!" Xiao Ming was gasping for breath, his chest fluctuating, "You must have done something!"

The lie was exposed, Yan Shu didn't panic, he just stretched out his hand to pat Xiao Ming's chest to help him calm down, and when Xiao Ming calmed down a little, the man didn't take his hand away, but lingered on Xiao Ming's face again. He rubbed his chest gently, "Don't be angry, I got a few translation manuscripts of Mr. Fu by chance recently, and I keep them in my study at home. Come home with me and I'll show them to you, okay?"

It’s not that he hasn’t slept in the man’s house, and he will go to it a few more times... Well, it shouldn’t be a big deal, Xiao Ming thought, but Mr. Fu’s manuscript will be lost if he misses it...

Xiao Ming blinked, "...Really?"

The person behind quietly raised the corners of their lips, and buried their face in Xiao Ming's shoulder, "Well, really."

In the man's room, Xiao Ming's room had been tidied up a long time ago, just waiting for someone to move in.

Yan Shu led Xiao Ming to the room prepared for him, clenched his hand into a fist and coughed heavily on his lips, suddenly his ears turned red, "I have something for you."

Putting the prepared things into Xiao Ming's hands, he kissed Xiao Ming's forehead heavily with a "boo", and he disappeared after saying "good night".

Xiao Ming lowered his head blankly, the man gave him...

A pile of pajamas?

The man's handsome face was printed on the pajamas in a big way, and it caught Xiao Ming's eyes before he could guard against it.

The man's head portrait was printed extremely realistically. Without any psychological preparation, Xiao Ming saw Yan Shu's face at such a close distance, and his face suddenly turned red. Sitting on the edge of the bed.

However, why did he send him so many pieces? Xiao Ming raised his fingers and counted in confusion.

There are nine pieces in total.Why not seven pieces? Isn't one piece a day just right?

If you add his original eight pieces, there will be seventeen pieces in total...

Well, it happened to be one more pajamas than his original one.

Suddenly realizing that the man might be jealous of Mr. Fu, Xiao Ming jumped up from the bed, his neck reddened, and it took him a long time to choke out a sentence from his throat, "...huh, how dare you call me stupid……"

In the middle of the night, after making sure that Xiao Ming was asleep, the man sneaked into his room.

Yan Shu lightly lifted a corner of the quilt, taking advantage of the faint moonlight coming in from the window, squinted his eyes and looked carefully until he saw that the pajamas that Xiao Ming was wearing were indeed printed on himself and not Mr. Fu Lei. Only when he saw his profile picture, the man got into the boy's warm blanket contentedly, and stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Ming into his arms.

The source of heat came continuously from the close arm, and the man let out a satisfied sigh.

His little piglet has grown fat, when will it be ready to eat?

The author has something to say: Hey!The piglets can be slaughtered when they are fattened up!

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