Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

In the end, the angry Bian Dacute was coaxed by Mu Xiaocuti.

Should it be said that the more you live, the more you live back? Two elders whose combined age is nearly 60 years old, they didn't expect to get into an awkward situation, and they were so childish.

"Ah, this is the dance studio in your Weibo photo..." Mu Zhichan stepped on the wooden floor and walked to the huge French windows overlooking the bustling streets of London and the Thames Canal not far away. The illusion of being stepped on.

Bian Jiyue stood side by side with him overlooking the scenery of London, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this sentence.

Mu Zhichan blinked, at first he didn't understand what was so funny, but after thinking about it, he got it.

"I'm your fan, of course I follow your Weibo..." Mu Zhichan said helplessly, "I was really shocked when I saw that the person in the other photo was myself."

"You can see all of this?" Bian Jiyue obviously remembered her ingenious blurring technique.

"After thinking about it for a long time, I was sure that it was mine." Mu Zhichan put one hand in his pocket, and smiled leisurely.

"Come on, let's try to dance for a while." Bian Jiyue walked to the speaker and began to adjust the music. He was wearing a loose off-white shirt and black chiffon cropped pants, both of which were baggy styles, which made him look tall stand.

"Okay." Mu Zhichan responded casually, and took advantage of the opportunity to lift his left leg and put it on the dance bar to start pressing his leg. After pressing down, he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thought...

At the beginning, after coaxing people, Teacher Bian sat on the sofa with him and rested for nearly an hour. He seems to know all the knowledge, he is a very knowledgeable man.

Later, Teacher Bian cooked pumpkin porridge for him to warm his stomach, and after Mu Zhichan's stomach was no longer uncomfortable after drinking, Bian Jiyue asked him if he wanted to visit the house.Of course Mu Zhichan would not refuse the invitation from idol, so she happily agreed.

They visited the indoor swimming pool, the bar, the study room, the bedroom, etc., and finally walked up the spiral staircase to the dance studio upstairs, and chatted with Teacher Bian, who answered "OK", and then...

——Have you begun to consciously warm up? ? ?

Mu Zhichan: [Very bald.jpg]

So this practice lasted until more than twelve o'clock in the evening, and you could see the stars twinkling in the night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the Thames Canal and the streets of London.

Mu Zhichan bent her left leg and sat on the ground, unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and drank more than half of it in a few sips, her Adam's apple rolled, her hair and clothes were already soaked in sweat.

He hasn't danced so much for a long time. Although his side job is a modern dance teacher, he usually guides students and leads them to do movements at work, and there are few such intense ones as today.

"It's past twelve o'clock, so you can stay at my place tonight." Bian Jiyue stood at Mu Zhichan's feet and looked down at him and suggested warmly, with a white dry towel covered on her head, under the light of the light Showed a bit of youthful spirit.

"It's okay, your house is quite close to the hotel where I live, and a taxi will arrive soon." Mu Zhichan said with a smile.

"It's hard to get a taxi at night abroad, not to mention that I've already prepared a guest room for you." Bian Jiyue squatted down and looked at him with those dark and moist pupils, it was hard for anyone to refuse.

"Ah, I just feel that it's too much trouble for you. I'm not only eating here for a day, but I'm about to live here too. I'm taking advantage of you, Mr. Bian." Mu Zhichan half-jokingly said.

Bian Jiyue curled the corners of her lips and said, "I'd love to be occupied by you."

……

After Mu Zhichan took a shower and lay down on the big Simmons bed in the guest room, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The scent of milk lingers vaguely in his nostrils, and the source of the scent is the glass placed on the bedside table—it was cooked for him by Teacher Bian himself.

After personal contact, I found out that Bian Jiyue's character is actually not as cold and harsh as shown in variety shows, but rather gentle. Even if he danced wrongly during dance practice, the other party didn't have a serious word, just patience Help him correct it.

Moreover, Bian Jiyue has good cooking skills and is considerate and considerate. After knowing that he has a bad stomach, the next lunch and dinner were replaced with light and easy-to-digest food. Although it was light, it was really delicious.

At night, new pajamas and toiletries, as well as a cup of warm pure milk, were prepared for him.

It can be said that he was taken care of by Mr. Bian all day today, and he felt very comfortable and comfortable.

Mu Zhichan leaned against the bedside and picked up the cup. While drinking milk, she looked at her phone, and then clicked on Weibo Hot Search.

【1. Bian Jiyue's partner "Hot"

2. How contemporary college students take online classes [狗头]

3. Golden Dance Cup "Boiling"

4.x nails crashed again

5.x news conference double crashed again

6.x MOOC crashed again

...]

Mu Zhichan jumped when she saw the first trending search, and immediately clicked in——

[Bian Jiyue: Thank you for the invitation, the dance partner has been found. //@李兰泽: If you haven’t found a dance partner yet, you can play with me, and I can help you as hard as I can. [dog head]

The first comment → Li Lanze: Who? ?Let me be healthy! !

Bian Jiyue replied: No show, my [smile]]

[Little cutie: bro, can't you just take a look? ? [kneeling] [kneeling]

Bian Jiyue replied: No

Little cutie: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

Jiyue fan club: ?I seem to know something incredible? ?

Teacher Wuli Bian: Focus on: mine [smile]

Miserable and miserable: highlight: no. [dog head]

Han Han: For some reason, countless stars flashed in my mind within a few seconds, and finally I fixed on a certain blurry photo of my relatives not being recognized. [kneeling]

……

...]

Mu Zhichan wiped his face, numbly thinking that he is really a man living in other people's hot searches, with this thought in mind, he left the night light on after drinking the milk, and pretended not to see Teacher Bian's reply , Decisively closed his eyes and fell asleep.

And this night, he had a dream.

The previous dreams were basically black and white, but this time the dream is colorful.

The time should be in a bright morning, the sunlight dimly reflected on the white floor, like a fine layer of gold leaf sprinkled on it.

"Don't stand barefoot on the ground." Behind him came a low-pitched male voice.

Immediately, Mu Zhichan, who was standing on the balcony, felt her body vacated, and was carried directly to the chair in front of the dining table and sat down.

He smiled brightly at the man, watched him kneel down on one knee and held his foot, and silently put furry socks and slippers on him.

During this period, he kept looking at him. The man had a cropped head, a black racerback vest on his upper body, and a pair of dark green camouflage overalls on his lower body. Strong male hormones.

After putting on the socks and slippers for Mu Zhichan, the man stood up and kissed his lips, then sat beside him and enjoyed breakfast with him.

[In front of himself, he is a silent, introverted and considerate husband; in front of the country, he is a soldier with great military exploits and admiration. 】

The corners of Mu Zhichan's lips rose, and she took a sip of the pumpkin porridge in the porcelain bowl. It was delicious and sweet, whether it was pumpkin or glutinous rice, it was boiled very soft, and it was warm in the stomach, very comfortable.

[This is... the taste of home. 】

……

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The next morning.

Mu Zhichan, who just woke up from sleep, squinted her eyes and stared at the strange ceiling for a long time, her brain gradually changed from dull to sober.

——It was a long-lost dream.

Mu Zhichan sat up and smiled, and recalled the content of the dream, but found that she could not remember the man's face clearly, for example, the man was her husband's inner monologue.

Could it be that you want to fall in love?

Tsk, let's put it down, he never thought about being in love.

Mu Zhichan sneered and shook her head, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Mr. Bian, good morning." As soon as Mu Zhichan walked out of the bedroom, she smelled the sweetness of pumpkin porridge. Looking up, a man with broad shoulders and long legs was wearing an apron, and was bringing a little butterfly green vegetable to the table. .

"Morning, did you sleep well?" Bian Jiyue took off her apron and put it aside, beckoning him to come and sit down.

"Slept well." Mu Zhichan stretched his waist and came to sit down. After seeing that the food on the table was still specially for people with weak stomachs, he touched his nose and said hesitantly: " In fact, you don’t have to worry about me so much, you can do whatever you want to eat.”

"Don't talk nonsense, you can eat whatever I do." Bian Jiyue squeezed the back of Mu Zhichan's neck with her cool hands.

Mu Zhichan was shocked immediately by being pinched, so she could only let out an "eh", picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Today's breakfast porridge is still pumpkin porridge, which seems to be the same as in the dream, and the taste is also very delicious and sweet.

Actually speaking, he has loved to drink pumpkin porridge since he was a child. When he was at home, he would cook a pot by himself occasionally when he was in the mood, but most of the time he was too lazy to cook, so he just ordered a takeaway or made a pack of instant noodles. rougher than anyone else.

And in the next few days, Mu Zhichan never found a chance to stay in the hotel again. In the end, he returned the hotel at Bian Jiyue's suggestion and moved his luggage into Teacher Bian's house.

This kind of deed of living in Bian Jiyue's house in just a few days, if it is posted on Chaohua, no one will believe it. It's Du Wei.

Of course Mu Zhichan sometimes wonders why no foreign paparazzi took pictures of him and Bian Jiyue and posted them on the Internet.

And this question was asked by Mu Zhichan one day when they finished dancing and sat on the ground to rest and drink water. So, Teacher Bian played with his hand and told him: It was he who put it in the first place. Those reports and photos were suppressed.

Mu Zhichan thought for a while and said, "Will it affect you much if you send it out?"

Bian Jiyue: "It doesn't matter to me, but mainly to you. I don't want you to be disturbed."

After hearing this, Mu Zhichan said, "Why don't you press me next time, it costs money, and I don't have much fame, so I'm not afraid of being disturbed."

Hearing this, Bian Jiyue squeezed his fingertips hard, and said lightly: "It's nothing if the money is too much, the main reason is that I don't like my people to be watched and commented by others wantonly, it will make me feel very irritated."