Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

The familiar feeling surged aggressively, Song Xi raised his hand in the air and put it down again.

The surrounding cars were speeding by, and the two of them stood under the tree, half of their bodies were covered by the shadow of the treetops, at this distance, Song Xi could clearly smell the faint smell of wine and the fragrance of shampoo on each other's body.

This was a casual kiss, but when the sense of familiarity spread to all limbs, Song Xi's rationality was also annihilated.

Ye Shu's lips are soft, warm and real.

This feeling goes straight to the heart, crashes into the depths of the soul.The emotion that Song Xi had brewed for a long time, the moment it rushed to his throat, turned into a kiss again, warm and hot.

Song Xi's slender fingers gently inserted into the ends of the other's hair, breathing intertwined, and it was already hard to tell who lost his temper first and stirred up a pool of clear water.

After a long time, the breath parted a little, Ye Shu was reluctant to leave, and leaned over to touch it lightly with the corner of his lips. When they parted again, he looked at Song Xi blankly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Why are you crying?"

Song Xi withdrew his hand, calmly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and asked, "Didn't you want to vomit just now?"

He didn't even notice it, his voice trembled a little.

"Have I said this? I don't seem to remember much." Ye Shu's lips were flushed, and there was a tooth mark on it, and his eyes were a little dazed, as if he was a different person than usual.

Song Xi: "..."

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, Ye Shu opened and closed his thin lips, at this moment, it seemed that there was only room for him in his eyes, "I—"

Song Xi quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, and said expressionlessly: "No, you don't want to, go home."

Ye Shu glanced at him faintly, with an expression of anger and resentment.

Song Xi turned a blind eye, and half dragged and half carried the man back to his home.

As soon as he entered Yangguan, Ye Shu started yelling again: "I want to vomit..."

Seeing his impatient expression, Song Xi thought it was true, threw the key on the ground, and hurriedly helped him into the bathroom, "Be patient, I'm going to spit into the toilet!"

As soon as Ye Shu entered the toilet, he hugged the toilet and vomited.

Song Xi took advantage of his spare time to find a slightly larger set of pajamas, and there was still an unopened toothbrush at home. As for the underwear... Forget it, it's fine for him to put it in neutral.

When Song Xi entered, Ye Shu had just vomited cleanly. After wiping carefully with a tissue, he rolled up his sleeves with squinted eyes and was about to reach for the toilet.

"Stop, stop!" Song Xi rushed forward, freed Ye Shu's hand in time, and gasped, "Why are you digging out the toilet?"

Ye Shu let him hold his hand, and replied naturally: "I vomited, I need to rinse my mouth and wash my hands."

Song Xi: "..."

OK, this is really drunk.

He pulled Ye Shu up and told him, "Don't move around, I'll wash it for you."

Ye Shu nodded: "Oh."

Song Xi took him to the sink, took half a glass of water, and when he handed it to Ye Shu, he still warned: "Wash your mouth, don't drink it!"

Seeing him take the water glass, Song Xi unpacked the toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste and pointed it at Ye Shu who had finished rinsing, "Open your mouth, ah—"

"what--"

Song Xi instructed like coaxing a child: "The Zhang is too big, close it a little bit, that's right, grin..."

After washing him, Song Xi picked up his tooth cup. Before he could squeeze the toothpaste, he heard a rustling sound behind him.

He turned around, "...what are you doing again?"

Ye Shu untied his belt as if no one was there, and replied, "Take a bath."

Song Xi: "..."

He put the toothbrush back and sighed heavily, and when he adjusted the water temperature and was about to go out, Ye Shu took off all the equipment in front of him, took the nozzle... and played with the water.

Ye Shu carried a big black-feathered bird on his body. The big bird was very miserable, its whole body was soaked in water, so it had to hang its head dumbfounded, and was forced to fly left and right according to its movements.

No matter how you look at this scene, your eyes are so hot, Song Xi rubbed his swollen and painful temples, and said: "Don't move around, wash your... hiss!"

Hearing his voice, Ye Shu looked over subconsciously, his hands followed his brain, and even pointed the nozzle at Song Xi. Warm water poured over his head in an instant, soaking his clothes and then slowly cooling down.

The culprit also asked in a brisk tone: "Do you want to play together too?"

Song Xi: "..."

Now he just wants to travel back to the time when he was eating hot pot and ordering food, and he took the sole of his shoe and smacked his face a few times, making you feel bad!Let you order a beer, let you order a beer!

Song Xi felt that he would not be able to wash it by himself, so he simply put his sleeves on his arms, grabbed the shower and ordered Ye Shu to stand still, and then resigned himself to taking a bath for him.

Ye Shu usually takes a bath, that is, just wash it casually, Song Xi thinks he is washing Chinese cabbage, as for the radish, just wash it casually a few times.

After a quick wash, Song Xi supervised Ye Shu to dry himself with a towel, put on his pajamas, and dragged him into the bedroom. Fortunately, Ye Shu's head was dizzy after tossing for so long, and he didn't have the energy to continue making trouble, so he fell down on the bed fell asleep.

After they lay down, Song Xi, who was exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief. She took her pajamas and washed up to get ready for bed.

There is also a guest room at home, but he doesn't have any particularly close friends or relatives, and no one lives there on weekdays, so it becomes his own utility room, where he can't sleep.

If it was before, Song Xi would definitely go to the sofa for a night, but now it's different, anyway, Ye Shu is his lover, they are considered old couples, it's okay to sleep together, let alone just chatting under the quilt kind.

After thinking about it, Song Xi pushed the person aside with peace of mind, took up half of the house, turned off the light and covered the quilt to sleep.Fortunately, drunk people are quite peaceful when they fall asleep.

After lying down, Song Xi looked at the sky outside the window. Although he had been busy for so long, it was only after eight o'clock in the evening, and it was too early for him to go to bed. In addition, he usually slept late due to insomnia, so he could sleep at this point That's weird.

His thoughts gradually emptied, and Ye Shu's breathing sound was next to his ears, soft and slow. Listening to the sound, Song Xi thought that he would have to wait until dawn to fall asleep again today, but he didn't want his brain to be empty for 5 minutes, and his head tilted Fell asleep.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and the two of them were getting closer and closer in their sleep...

When Ye Shu woke up, he felt dizzy and aching in his head first, he frowned and rubbed his temples, opened his eyes and met his sleeping face.

Song Xi's breathing was very even, and he looked cute when he was sleeping, but in fact, his legs were almost completely on Ye Shu's body in the bed.

At this time, all the memories slowly came to life in his mind, kisses, embarrassment, and... bathing?

Ye Shu's body froze, he gently lifted the quilt and took a look, it's fine, the clothes have been changed.

Reason told him that he should climb down from the bed at supersonic speed now, but the bottom of his heart shouted wildly again: Don't act rashly, Song Xi is still sleeping, too much movement will wake him up.

After several struggles, reason was finally defeated.

Ye Shu slightly lifted the corner of the quilt, stretched out his legs and got out of the quilt bit by bit, and got out of bed, stepping on the ground without making a sound.

Looking at Song Xi again, he was not disturbed at all, his cheeks were blushing from sleep, and his lips were slightly opened and closed to breathe.

After walking into the bathroom, Ye Shu looked at the toothbrush that had obviously just been unpacked, memories of last night came one after another, and he couldn't help but struggle in an instant.

Drinking is a mistake, the ancients never deceived me.

Song Xi woke up not long after he left, he hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time, he was in a trance, he staggered into the bathroom with muscle memory, and skillfully pulled down his pants to release the water.

Seeing a figure suddenly, Song Xi was frightened back again, staring at his good brother Heren.

Ye Shu: "..."

Song Xi: "..."

Ye Shu hugged his crumpled clothes, calmly said: "Sorry, I'll go out first."

Song Xi nodded in a daze, and with the sound of closing the door, his consciousness was completely knocked back. After thinking about it, he frowned and took good care of his brother, as if he had overdone it.

Ye Shu was not too far away with his dirty clothes in his arms, the bathroom was quiet, until he was about to ask aloud, a whistle sounded from inside.

The owner of the voice was a little anxious, and the tempo of the tone also became anxious. It sounded clear but a little hoarse just woke up.

Song Xi opened the door and had a face-to-face meeting with Ye Shu. He wasn't an outsider, so he didn't feel embarrassed. Looking at the clothes on his hands, he said casually: "Your clothes will be washed in the washing machine later. I bought them and didn't wear them. clothes, let’s wear them first.”

Ye Shu didn't refuse either, and replied, "Thank you, I've troubled you."

The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention what happened last night. One knew the identity of the other, so there was nothing surprising about these things;

The atmosphere was strangely harmonious, and Song Xi asked while squeezing toothpaste, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"It's all right." Ye Shu seemed to feel that something was wrong, and quickly added: "I'm not picky."

Song Xi brushed his teeth, and his voice was a little vague: "Well... are there any taboos?"

Ye Shu pondered for a while, then replied: "I like to eat tomatoes but don't like to eat tomato scrambled eggs, don't eat raw coriander, eat green onions but not white onions, do these count?"

Song Xi: "..."

What a coincidence, everything he hates is exactly the same as Wu Bei.

He spat out the toothpaste foam and asked, "Do you... still think that shiitake mushrooms smell bad?"

Ye Shu nodded and hummed, looking at Song Xi obviously asking, "How do you know?"

Song Xi sighed secretly, of course I know.

After brushing his teeth, Song Xi started to put face wash water after cleaning his toothbrush. He was busy with his work, and his mouth had no handle. Before his brain could keep up, he said, "I'll eat it for you later."

After finishing speaking, his brain caught up, Song Xi was embarrassed, and quickly explained: "I mean, we will have noodles for breakfast later."

Ye Shu: "Okay."

Song Xi: "..."

All right, can you please stop laughing.

Ye Shu restrained his emotions quickly, coughed and said, "Where is the washing machine, I'll do the laundry."

Song Xi put his head down and poured water on his face, "Balcony, look for it yourself."

After Ye Shu left, Song Xi finished washing up neatly, went to the closet to pick things out, and chose the most expensive short-sleeved shirt and jeans—this was bought by the salesperson when he was in the mall, and he kept buying it after he bought it. Not wearing.

It's not that the clothes are ugly or that the temperament doesn't match, but that he usually sits in the office to catch up on sketches, and the jeans are not as comfortable as the sweatpants, so the clothes will be ashes.

Well, let's talk about it, it's just that Song Xi is too lazy to fix himself.

Ye Shu took the trousers without changing, and only asked, "Do you have any other trousers?"

Song Xi asked: "Don't you like jeans? I wear sports pants and casual pants. If you don't mind, I'll find you a pair."

Ye Shu touched the tip of his nose and said, "I want to ask, do you have any underwear?"

Song Xi paused, and suddenly remembered that Ye Shu's underwear was wet with water last night. He washed himself while washing himself, and now it is still hanging on the balcony.That is to say... the other party has been talking to him in the neutral state all morning.

Fortunately, this set of pajamas on Ye Shu's body was quite long, Song Xi moved his gaze down and quickly withdrew it, and said, "Yes, I'll get it for you."

After another round of rummaging, Song Xi went into the kitchen with her apron to make breakfast while she was changing clothes.

There are common ingredients in the house. After Song Xi adjusted the base ingredients, he boiled water in a pot, washed the vegetables and prepared to make simple noodles.

After the water boiled, he first took two eggs and beat them in, waiting for them to form before serving the noodles.

Just after a few stirs, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Why don't your boiled eggs scatter?"

Song Xi turned his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

When he saw Ye Shu before, he was very formally dressed, even the casual clothes he wore to eat hot pot yesterday were dark colors, from the neckline to the trousers hems were meticulous, his whole body exuded an elite atmosphere, mature and abstinent.

Looking at it now, he changed into the youthful white t jeans, not to mention the lack of seriousness, these jeans also modified the shape of the legs very well, revealing all the advantages of Ye Shu's legs.

Song Xi's Adam's apple rolled, and the temperature on his face rose.Somehow he thought of a certain animal channel, that familiar line - spring is here...

Seeing him staring at him for a long time, Ye Shu unnaturally tugged at the hem of his clothes and asked, "Doesn't it look good?"

"No, it fits very well." Song Xi pulled back his wandering thoughts, and said, "Before cracking eggs, use a shovel to stir the pot clockwise a few times, and then beat the eggs in the center of the water vortex."

Ye Shu nodded thoughtfully, then pointed behind him and reminded: "You forgot to put the vegetables."

"Oh yes!" Song Xi turned his head suddenly, and hurriedly put the vegetables into the pot.

It was still too late for the green vegetables, and when the noodles were boiled, the noodles were a little soft and rotten. Song Xi scooped up a bowl full for Ye Shu, added the noodle soup and handed it to him: "Hurry up, or you will be lumpy later." gone."

Ye Shu took the face and reminded: "It will be better if you pass it in cold water."

Song Xi rinsed the rest of the noodles as he said, and it was true. He looked at his better-looking bowl of noodles, and discussed, "Let's change, you can eat my bowl."

Ye Shu smiled and said, "No, there is not much difference."

Song Xi: "..."

It's really open-eyed and talking nonsense, obviously Ye Shu's bowl seems to be getting more and more.

Unable to resist him, Song Xi finally found a bottle of homemade hot sauce in the refrigerator, and said in a rambling manner: "If you can't eat it, forget it. I'll make another bowl for you. If you can't, you can order takeaway."

Ye Shu's every move was very elegant, and when he heard this, he subconsciously praised: "Your bottom is delicious."

After the words fell, both of them paused for a moment, and looked at each other in unison, their expressions a little embarrassed.

Ye Shu's voice was stiff, and he changed the sentence: "The noodles you cook are delicious."

Song Xi hummed in a breathy voice, holding the bowl in both hands, lowering his head lower and lower.

The author has something to say: Kavinka's life is worse than death. Originally, he decided to use this story to reveal all the foreshadowing, and then he was happy. As a result, he wrote more and more at the end of the story. Bald Xiuwen (crying loudly), release some first, and release the rest later. (Yes, this world probably will not end qwq)