How to break up with Diablo [Quick Transmigration]

No one taught Qin Mochuan these things, and he didn't dare to touch them himself.He just felt that his ears and face were getting hot, and after a while, he said cautiously: "Wen, Wen Ci..."

"Do you know how to say my name?" Jiang Wenci rubbed his lips that were swollen from being kissed, and he didn't know if it was right or not.

"Ah?" Qin Mochuan was still indulging in the unexpected kiss just now, he scratched his head and said vaguely: "Jiang, Jiang Wenci."

"..."

Jiang Wenci's mouth twitched inadvertently.Reluctantly, he stood up and followed Qin Mochuan's soft blond hair, then bent down and continued to put a shallow kiss on Qin Mochuan's forehead.Qin Mochuan's collar had a faint scent of soap, as well as the sleepy scent that lingered in the bed.

"Come on." Jiang Wenci praised him against his will. He has nothing to do with this autistic child now. After all, he doesn't have time to study professionally. At this time, Jiang Wenci has the urge to help his forehead.

Jiang Wenci let go of his lips, glanced at the terminal on his wrist that could display the time, and said, "It's time to eat." Jiang Wenci decided not to follow the online tutorials to treat this autistic child, but treat him like an autistic child. Treat him like an ordinary lover.

"When are you waiting, you finish writing. I'll follow you..." Jiang Wenci brought out the pot of mutton that had been stewed a little softly, he paused, and then casually said Said: "For a lifetime." He thought, within the time limit of this mission, it is impossible for the target to write so beautifully.

It's time for another task review.

Qin Mochuan's warm blue eyes stared at Jiang Wenci's handsome figure busy in the kitchen. His joking words had already taken root in Qin Mochuan's heart.

Is it enough to write well?After writing it, you won't hook up with other people, right...

He can't wait for this time.

Jiang Wenci carefully put the mutton and white and soft white radish into two well-washed bowls.Add one or two light-colored vegetarian dishes, and bring them to the table where you and the target eat.

There are only two people in this family, to be precise, there is only one human being.Therefore, Jiang Wenci's cooking is generally much simpler. Under the dim light, this table of dishes looks like an aphrodisiac for a couple to flirt.

Qin Mochuan was as excited as ever, rubbing his clothes or hair uneasily, and sat opposite Jiang Wenci.Jiang Wenci sat down and realized that this was the first time he had eaten face to face with his target since he had been here for so long.

In the past, I prepared meals by myself and left them at home, and then went out to hang out with others.Qin Mochuan didn't have any complaints either. He sat silently at the table where there should have been two people, facing an empty chair, and half-chewed the meal that didn't know how to heat it.It feels lonely even thinking about it, let alone an autistic child who is very sensitive to loneliness.

"Wen, Wen..." Qin Mochuan lowered his head, his clear eyebrows and soft ears were a little hot.He suddenly felt a little different today, but he couldn't think of anything different.

The target was calling him nonchalantly again, and he smiled lightly, with an imperceptible arc on the corner of his mouth.He picked a piece of lean and soft mutton for Qin Mochuan, and the moment he raised his hand, the sleeves slid down a section along the arc, revealing his white and clean wrists.

Jiang Wenci didn't mean to see someone who loves a playboy, he just wanted to make up for this goal, and his feelings for the goal were mixed with some pity.

Qin Mochuan's eyebrows became hotter and hotter, even covering up the swelling pain below.He was embarrassed to stare at Jiang Wenci, so he could only pretend to stare at the white, tender and soft mutton with a few pieces of soft white radish on the surface of the delicate mutton.

"Thank you."

Jiang Wenci picked another piece of white radish for Qin Mochuan who was a little timid, and he said, "Just tell me what you want to eat, and I will make it for you later." After saying this, Jiang Wenci's heart suddenly twitched.

"Really, really?" Qin Mochuan was a little surprised and excited, and even Junxiu, who had been calm all this time, raised his brows, his eyes were like his hands, and he didn't know where to put them.He pursed his lips, opened his eyes wide and replied, "I, I, can I eat the egg fried rice you made that day? Wen, resign."

"Okay." Jiang Wenci replied, thinking that the target would want to eat some big fish and meat.He wondered if there was any point in that bowl of fried rice with eggs?Why do you want to eat again.

"Great......"

The meal was a bit quiet, Jiang Wenci ate small bites, deliberately prolonging the time with the target and himself, so that Qin Mochuan could be happier.

After eating, Qin Mochuan offered to wash the dishes for himself.

Jiang Wenci couldn't help thinking of the greasy bowls that had been washed in the first few days when they first met, but in order not to hurt the target's heart, he still agreed.Qin Mochuan would only keep saying excitedly that it was great.

"Stupid..." Jiang Wenci stood behind and watched the target clumsily squeeze out dish soap and wipe the dishes.This idea came up with a smile in his heart, Qin Mochuan had been kept in the dark by him, foolishly thinking that he could really be with him for the rest of his life.Qin Mochuan's back was a bit high, he had to bend down, presumably the sweat would slide down without any hindrance, and be washed away together with the dishwashing water full of foam.

By the time the target finished washing the dishes slowly and clumsily, it was already afternoon.Jiang Wenci suddenly realized that he had been looking at him for a long time——

Jiang Wenci put his arms around Qin Mochuan and praised him lightly.Watching him return to the room, he rubbed his swollen temples and washed the dirty dishes again.

Qin Mochuan's heart beat even harder.Today Jiang Wenci really treats him differently. He eats with him, picks up vegetables for him, even washes the dishes by himself...

The formerly blank room was taken care of by Jiang Wenci in a very humane way. Lying on the bed, Qin Mochuan caught a glimpse of the old-fashioned guitar hanging on the wall.That was the last gift my mother gave herself before encountering interstellar radiation...

What will be your last gift to me?Is it a promise to be together in the next life together before dying together, or is it an unexpected death accident?Could it be a vicious slap before slamming the door to leave?

Qin Mochuan took down the worn-out guitar and huddled in a corner where no one else could see it.Two lines of clear and bitter tears gushed out from the corners of his handsome eyes, some were moved by the excitement just now and a little sad for the past days.

In fact, the world is quite warm, right?At least in the future, after all, Wen Ci will always be with me in the days to come, provided I practice my calligraphy well.