Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

As the saying goes, you can only eat enough if you have a thick skin. Song Xi upholds this fine tradition and decides to carry it forward.

After all, what was said was water that was thrown out, Song Xi simply—doesn’t do anything, just turned over—rolled, and rolled to the side of Ye Shu, occupying the space like a robber, even snatching the quilt—most of them passed by.

He closed his eyes, as if "what can you do with me".

What can Ye Shu do with him? It's too late to be happy. It's just that the contact is too close, but I feel a little embarrassed.

Song Xi noticed that he stepped back, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Ye Shu in shock, and complained silently.

You despise me?

It was pitch black with the lights turned off, and Ye Shu didn't know that he was being stared at with resentful eyes, so he only tried his best to regulate his breathing, so as to ease his shortness of breath.

Exhale - exhale - exhale - exhale...

Ye Shu paused, suffocating for breath.

Song Xi got into his arms unhurriedly, hanging on the man's body with his hands and feet, without even taking his head off, and rubbed against the man's chest directly.

His breathing was all messed up, Ye Shudong didn't dare to move, his body stiffened at a loss, and he let Song Xi rub against him.

— He hesitated for a while with both hands raised, but in the end he couldn't resist the longing in his heart, so he gently put his arms around Song Xi's shoulders.

This was a kind of acquiescence and permission, and Song Xi's aura instantly rose, like a victorious beast, arrogantly leaving a mark of occupation on his own territory.

After Song Xi finished rubbing, he happily said: "Good night!"

"Go to sleep", Ye Shu's tone was calm and calm, but his waist was slightly curled up, hoping to cover up the abnormal movement on his body.

Song Xi didn't know that he almost lost his temper, and now he was sleeping soundly while hugging someone contentedly - he was prone to drowsiness when he was near Ye Shu, and his sleep quality also improved rapidly.

Before Ye Shu could calm down completely, he heard snoring in his ears, not the kind of thunderous snoring, but a shallow one, more like the sound of breathing.

Sleep in seconds.

Ye Shu smiled helplessly, trying to close his eyes and let himself fall into sleep.

Facts have proved that sleep can be contagious to each other. Hearing Song Xi's breathing, Ye Shu also fell into a deep sleep not long after.

In their sleep, the two unknowingly got closer and closer, hugging each other tightly, Song Xi didn't have a free foot at the moment, and directly put it on Ye Shu's feet, entangled with the back of his feet.

At this time, both of them slept very deeply, and when they woke up, it was already high in the sun, and the sun had already shone into the room.

Every time Song Xi wakes up, there is a transition period. During this period, others are in a daze, and they only do things by instinct, and their brains don't wind up at all.

The first thing to do when you wake up is to move your legs.

Without even thinking about it, Song Xi kicked the quilt away with his feet, spread his legs in big characters, and spread his hands along the way, ready to stretch comfortably.

"Snapped--"

"hiss!"

Song Xi's hands froze in the air, and he became sober in an instant.He withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked to the side, and saw a sleepy face, and... a few red finger marks on his face.

"..." For some reason, Song Xi's brain twitched, and he closed his eyes without even thinking about it, kicking his legs and pretending to sleep.

It was rare for Ye Shu to lie on the bed once, but he was woken up by a slap. Looking at the culprit again, he was lying on the side in a big shape, with his head tilted and imitating a small snoring sound. If you look carefully, you can still see him The eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Forget it, no beating or scolding.

After hearing the rustling sound next to him, followed by the sound of Ye Shu getting out of bed, Song Xi couldn't hold back his temper, and still couldn't help secretly raising his eyelids to check the situation.

As a result, the investigation suddenly met a familiar face.

Ye Shu hooked his lips and smiled: "Good morning."

Looking at it this way, the fingerprints became more and more obvious.

Song Xi rubbed his eyes and pretended to have just woken up. He couldn't control his glances, "Hahaha...good morning."

Ye Shu straightened up, took out the kicked shoes from under the bed, and said, "Sleep a little longer if you're sleepy."

"Oh." Song Xi paralyzed back, then sat up abruptly, and said guiltily, "I'm not sleepy!"

"Then get up and take a shower?" Ye Shu looked down at him, his hair was still disheveled just after waking up, suppressing his cold breath by ten percent.

Song Xi quickly jumped out of bed to look for shoes, muttering differently: "Get up, get up... let's go!"

Two people - front - back into the bathroom, just big enough to stand in front of the mirror.

Song Xi reached out and took the tooth cup and handed it to him, then took his own toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste, but he couldn't stop it, and the head of the toothbrush was filled without paying attention. He subconsciously stretched out the toothbrush and handed it to Ye Shu, saying: " Here, it's too crowded!"

Ye Shu was stunned for less than a second, and immediately realized that he used his own toothbrush to spread the toothpaste, which was just right.

Song Xi used to do this a lot before, but it was very new to Ye Shu, even when he put it between his teeth, he felt that the toothpaste was different from the past.

It's chilly and a little sweet.

After Song Xi brushed his teeth, washed his face with a handful of cold water, he quickly slipped out of the toilet, and only said: "Everything is inside, you take a shower first, and I'll prepare breakfast first!"

Such a big slap print was embarrassing to him.

Ye Shu smiled and didn't refuse. After taking a quick shower, he went out still in his pajamas.

Song Xi was frying eggs, looked out from the kitchen, and asked casually, "Why don't you change your clothes? Aren't you going to work?"

Ye Shu approached the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and said, "The clothes are a little wrinkled, I sent someone to bring a new one."

Song Xi asked: "Is there any? Isn't it as big as a wrinkled peanut on the sleeve?"

Ye Shu said, "You have to iron it before you can wear it."

Song Xi muttered softly: "It's really particular..."

Ye Shu turned his head to look at him: "Huh? What?"

Song Xi laughed like a dog: "I compliment you on your good looks."

It was just a casual joke, but after hearing this, Ye Shu said with a very serious expression: "You look better."

I don't know, I thought he was making some kind of pledge.

Song Xi panicked with embarrassment, coughed twice in embarrassment, and concentrated on turning the eggs in the pot with the shovel.

Ye Shu's men were still very fast, and the breakfast was delivered before he finished eating. After he changed his clothes and combed his hair, he followed the road to work. Before he left, he didn't forget to tell Song Xi to drink up the milk .

Song Xi responded with all his mouth, but when he looked at the fingers, he became flustered and lowered his head a little bit.

After the people left, the door was closed again, and he immediately put away his smiling face, looked up at the sky and sighed—sound—too bad!

Song Xi's mood was complicated, while Ye Shu's was in a happy mood, and even vaguely felt a little indescribable, especially when he entered the meeting room, his competent subordinate looked at him in horror and asked: " Mr. Ye, what's the matter with your face!"

"This..." Ye Shu stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, the marks on it had actually faded a lot, only the heaviest mark was left that was more conspicuous, he rubbed for a moment but said nothing.

"Could it be that you've been plotted against?" This subordinate is young and talented, and has devoted himself to work so far without a single partner. His first thought was to go to this enemy.

Ye Shu glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Get ready for a meeting."

——Oh, single dog.

Ye Mou, who only cares about mocking others, probably forgot that he is also a single dog now.

"..." The subordinate felt that he must have read it right. Did Ye Zong despise him just now?He suddenly began to feel uneasy. Could it be that he didn't do his job well enough?

He thought over and over again to find the reason, but Ye Shu himself began to lose consciousness while listening to others' report.

The manager of a certain department finished his speech eloquently, and asked confidently: "Mr. Ye, we have investigated this project, and we think it is feasible. What do you think?"

After hearing his name, Ye Shu came back to his senses, stood up suddenly, and said imposingly: "Ah? It's over? Let's end the meeting."

Everyone: "..."

He didn't hear anything, so Ye Shu took advantage of the situation to look around, until he met the unbelievable eyes of both of them, and then he reacted, and sat down calmly, "Sorry, what did you just say?"

"..." The department manager felt a little speechless, but he couldn't offend the big boss at the top, so he could only regain his language and repeat the content again.

"Yes." Ye Shu nodded, and said, "The plan will be delivered to my office later, and the meeting will end if there is nothing urgent."

Everyone: "..."

In fact, the latter sentence is the key point, right?

The meeting was over, and before they got up, they saw their own boss, took out their mobile phone from their pockets, looked at it, and the coldness weakened a little bit.

When more than a dozen senior executives walked out of the conference room, they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

That effective subordinate was so bold that he directly pulled Ye Shu's assistant and asked furtively, "Well, Mr. Ye... what's the matter?"

The assistant whispered: "It seems to be in love."

The subordinates were even more puzzled: "Dating? What does this facial injury have to do with dating?"

The assistant sneered and said, "You don't understand this, you don't understand even if I tell you."

Subordinate: "..."

He really doesn't understand.

At this time, Song Xi, who was far away at home, was answering messages on his mobile phone. Before he could finish typing, he sneezed three times in a row.

He shrugged his nose and whispered: "Who is speaking ill of me again?"

At this time, the phone vibrated, and Ye Shu's message popped up.

[White Rice]: I'll come over at night.

[Sixi Maruko]: Alright, then do you have anything you want to eat?

[White Rice]: I'm not picky eaters, I'll eat whatever you cook.

[White rice]: By the way, is your closet big?

[Sixi Maruko]: All right, what do you ask this for?

[White rice]: I brought some clothes, can I put them in your closet.

Song Xi was speechless, and he was about to enter the room.

[Sixi Maruko]: Take it, take it, don't have too much, or you won't be able to put it down.

After the message was sent, there was no reply for a long time.

When Song Xi was about to send another message, a voice popped up on the other side.

Ye Shu probably leaned closer to the phone and said, his voice was a little low, and he laughed lightly, like dew falling on a bluestone slab after rain, "Including me, it shouldn't be too much, right?"

The author has something to say: I am late, I am a little busy recently.

ppps: The delicacy I mentioned last time, I never expected that my readers would be so innocent and cute (Shocked.jpg)