Friends are always teasing me [Transmigration Book]

Mo Liang couldn't keep calm.

Unexpectedly, such a change in mood made him feel ashamed to even sleep on the same bed.Thinking about the self who used to take the initiative to squeeze into the bed with Wei Lan, Mo Liang really admired that courageous self.

The lobby manager had gone to greet other guests, and they were the only two still standing at the door.

Seeing that he lowered his head, Wei Lan didn't know whether he was in a daze or competing with someone, so he patted him on the shoulder and greeted him, "Why are you in a daze? Hurry up and put the suitcase away for dinner."

Seeing that he was not moving, Wei Lan simply picked up their suitcases and walked towards the elevator first.

Ryoko floated behind him like a ghost.

The room is big and comfortable, especially the bed, if it is cloudy and rainy on it, it will definitely be happier than a fairy.

As soon as Mo Liang entered the room, he stared at the bed. The more he looked at it, the more itchy his heart became, and the hotter his face became.

Wei Lan put the suitcase away, gave him a push, and asked with a smile, "Ashamed? It's not like the two of us haven't slept before, so why be ashamed."

Mo Liang said, "I...I...I..." I didn't know why for a long time.

Wei Lan felt that his current expression would be more interesting if he looked at it together at night, so he stopped embarrassing him and dragged him to eat.

The minister arranged for them a cafeteria, and there were quite a lot of people. Mo Liang bumped into many people along the way, but he didn't get any food.

Wei Lan sighed, swished out a few dishes, and suddenly put them heavily on Mo Liang's dinner plate.

Feeling the weight, Mo Liang was startled suddenly, and asked him, "Why did you put it on my dinner plate?" Then he lowered his head to look at the dishes on the dinner plate, and suddenly stopped talking.

Wei Lan raised her eyebrows and looked at him with contempt, "What? Did I take it wrong?"

The dinner plate is full of Mo Liang's favorite dishes.

From being dumbfounded, Mo Liang turned into a smirk. There was a touch of three-point touch and seven-point satisfaction in his smile, which made the people around him feel a chill in his bones when they saw it.

"Brother Lan!" Ling walked through the crowd, carrying a plate of steak with a smile, and put it on Wei Lan's tray very courteously, "I specially lined up to get it for you, and I waited for 10 minutes!"

As she spoke, she deliberately pushed Mo Liang away from Wei Lan's side.

The movements were very careful, and Wei Lan didn't notice it.

"Thank you."

Hearing Wei Lan thank you with a smile, Mo Liang's original good mood suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, and more than half of it became cold.Ling's squeeze was like a catalyst, causing Mo Liang to feel restless.

He had no choice but to control his emotions and numb himself: After all, people love each other, why are you angry with this!Wei Lan is your best buddy, you should be perfect.

So Mo Liang forced a smile, and said lightly: "I've chosen, I'll go back and eat first. You two choose slowly."

After speaking, he couldn't wait, and left in a hurry as if fleeing.

Ling naturally sent each other off with a smile on her face.

Wei Lan suddenly grabbed the back of his clothes and said, "Help me take a seat."

Mo Liang grumbled, but he was thinking: "It's fine if I can't sit with Ling, why should I reserve a seat for you?"

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and in the end, my good intentions came true, but it turned out to be an act of anger.

The members of the pit filling team sat at two tables. When Wei Lan and Ling came back after taking their meals, they found that the table Mo Liang was sitting at was full, and the table next to them happened to have seats for the two of them.

Wei Lan looked at Mo Liang, then at the flirt who was sitting next to him and kept joking with him, snorted coldly, pulled Ling to sit down, and chatted with her happily.

Ling was naturally inexplicably happy and moved.

On the other side of Mo Liang, it was naturally cloudy to thunderstorm, with occasional storms.

The fish on the plate is obviously not pickled cabbage fish, why does he always feel sour after eating it? ? ?

As a result, Ling stayed with Wei Lan all the time while eating, and Ling also took the opportunity to stick with Wei Lan when they went to the beach to swim and play games after dinner.

A few of them said they wanted to play beach volleyball, so Ling insisted on going with Wei Lan, but Wei Lan didn't object!

--Ah!Of course he won't object, since he likes him, he is naturally happy to form a team with him!

Mo Liang was sitting on the deck chair on the beach, watching them laughing and laughing, he gritted his teeth with hatred, the towel in his hand was almost bitten out a few holes.

Shit!

The sea breeze was blowing softly, making him more and more irritable and wanting more and more...

Mo Liang, who had nowhere to vent his anger, took aim at the bottles of Coke on the table and crushed them one by one.

The romantic man who had just changed into his swimming trunks passed by and looked at him in surprise, "...what are you doing?"

"Hehehe, it's really fun." Bang bang bang, six bottles of Coke announced that they would be reimbursed.

Merry guest: "..."

He followed Mo Liang's line of sight, and suddenly understood something.

"...If you don't want to play sand volleyball with them, then let's go swimming in the sea."

——I voluntarily be your stepping stone, so you can use it to anger him, isn't it okay?

"No! Who wants to go down that rose-colored pool!"

"Rosy pool?"

A writer whose surname begins with Mi once said that when it comes to rose color, one thinks of love, and when it comes to love, one thinks of rose color, and there is a mutual echoing relationship between the two.

Although this relationship is not widely known, most people definitely think of love when they see roses.

In Mo Liang's eyes, the atmosphere created by Wei Lan and Ling now, even the blue sky, golden beach, and clear sea water are dyed rose color, countless roses are blooming against the lapping waves, turning the golden coast Decorated like a sea of ​​roses.

On the contrary, the reclining chair that Mo Liang sat on had only gloomy gray, melancholic black, and... horrible white.

—It’s all negative colors anyway.

Mo Liang snorted, his voice was as cold as a ghost in hell.

The romantic guest sighed: "Then why don't I accompany you to drink some wine. The bars here are still good."

"Don't drink!"

The last time someone was drunk... If he drank too much and couldn't control himself at night, wouldn't it be embarrassing and embarrassing!

Although he doesn't hate having sex with Wei Lan... But wouldn't that be the same as forcing his way into someone's love and ruining their marriage!

He shouldn't be so ashamed!

Mo Liang roared too loudly, which caught Wei Lan's attention.

Seeing that Wei Lan kept turning her head to look at Mo Liang on the recliner, Ling pouted, and suddenly pretended to slip and fell into Wei Lan's arms.

Wei Lan was startled, and her conditioned reflex caught her.

Mo Liang threw the soda can that had been twisted into art in his hand to the ground, turned around and walked towards the room.

...Oops, it seems that I have played too much.

Wei Lan raised her hand, signaling to Tutu on the opposite side not to serve the ball yet, pushed Ling away and chased after Mo Liang.

"Aren't you going?"

Xi Zhong suddenly appeared next to the romantic guest, looked at him who had been watching the direction of Wei Lan and Mo Liang's departure, and said softly.

The Merry Man sighed.

He wants to go. —But what was the use of his going?

Ryoko has never been jealous because of his association with so-and-so.

He already knew he couldn't win, didn't he?

The Merry Man smiled sarcastically, and said slowly: "It's too crowded over there, I'm afraid there won't be room for me."

"My place here has always been here." Xi Zhong looked at him fixedly, his eyes reflected the sea waves, and was infinitely soft under the warm wind, "You can come back anytime."

The romantic smiled wryly, and patted Xi Zhong on the shoulder.

"Mo Liang!"

Going down the straight ladder, Wei Lan finally caught up with Mo Liang and grabbed his arm, preventing him from going any further.

Mo Liang stopped, but didn't look back.

He came after him, and I was still a little happy in my heart.

Wei Lan has been very popular with girls since he was a child, and the girls scrambled to talk to him.

Because this is also a part of social etiquette, Wei Lan never refuses.But as long as Mo Liang's state is not right, Wei Lan will immediately interrupt the conversation with the girl and rush to him.

You must know that he was born in a famous family and was educated not to embarrass a lady under any circumstances. This is not what a gentleman does.

The girls naturally wouldn't resent Wei Lan, but Mo Liang was stared at by all the girls.Because of this, Mo Liang has not been able to get a girlfriend so far.

However, Wei Lan, who made the girls crazy, regarded herself as the number one, which made Mo Liang feel much better.

Even now, he remains unchanged.

The corners of Mo Liang's mouth couldn't help but twitched, and then fell down immediately.

He pretended not to care, and said coldly, "Why?"

"What are you mad about?"

"Ha! Am I angry? Where am I angry?"

Wei Lan stopped talking.

Mo Liang said: "I'm just sleepy, I want to go back to my room and sleep for a while."

Wei Lan suddenly said, "Are you jealous?"

"Huh?" Mo Liang turned around and stared back at Wei Lan like a lion with its hair blown.

But when he met those quiet eyes, his arrogance suddenly became low again.

Those eyes seemed to see through him, which made him anxious and embarrassed.

He slammed Wei Lan's hand away, quickly walked up the ladder and returned to the room.

Wei Lan chased after her, but before the door could be closed, she asked, "Do you like Ling?"

"Huh?!" This was the funniest joke he had ever heard! "How could I like her! You are the one who likes her!"

Wei Lan was stunned, with a dazed look on her face.

He stammered, "...Who told you that I like Ling?"

"You said it yourself!" Mo Liang was furious.

Wei Lan was just... dazed again.

Mo Liang rubbed his hair, and said eagerly: "When you were in Lanxiangyuan! I heard you outside when you had a fever! You said 'I like you, and I have been deeply in love with you since a long time ago. '! You told Ling yourself, don't say you don't remember!"

……ha!It is a pity that he should remember this sentence verbatim!

He no longer wanted or dared to look directly at Wei Lan's face, lowered his head, and stared at his toes bitterly.

Wei Lan forcefully lifted his chin to make him look directly at her, then took a deep breath and shouted, "You idiot!"

"...Huh?" Mo Liang's veins twitched.

"That's because Ling used illusion to transform into you!"

This time it was Mo Liang who looked confused.He blinked, "...huh?"

"...that's enough."

Legend has it that it takes 40 years for the Thousand Eyes Bodhi to bloom and 40 years to bear fruit.In Wei Lan's eyes, Mo Liang is simply a thousand-eyed bodhi that has not bloomed for a long time.

However, Wei Lan has no patience to wait any longer!

He held onto Mo Liang's shoulders to prevent him from escaping, staring at his confused eyes, and said solemnly and word by word: "I love you, Liangzi. I have always liked you since ten years ago .”

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The writer with the surname Mi is Honobu Yonezawa, the author of Ice Fruit