[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

Qi Chi had always thought that Cheng Yourang's emotional experience was as useless as a piece of white paper with no ink on it, but when he heard him say this, he immediately raised his vigilance.

He pursed his lips and parked the car on the side of the road, and asked as patiently as possible: "Who is it?"

Although he asked him that question just now because he wanted to know more about his boyfriend, but he was annoyed for no reason to hear the affirmative answer from him.

Cheng Yourang saw that he had even stopped the car, and then realized that he was trying his best.

"College classmates, I used to study together, but I haven't contacted for a long time since I didn't live in school."

Qi Chi's face darkened, he didn't know what he thought of, and asked again: "Didn't you say that you used to be alone?"

"I'm in college, can't I have two or three friends?"

He wasn't angry, he just laughed and joked, intentionally exposing the topic.

"The colleague who sat next to you in the bar last time—is also a college classmate?"

Cheng Yourang looked at him quietly, and suddenly smiled at him in a stalemate: "I met a weird guy who stole a notebook before, is my boyfriend fighting for me?"

Qi Chi could feel that things were not as simple as he said, but seeing that he didn't want to say more, he still suppressed the questions one after another in his heart.

"Why did you park the car here? This is not my house!"

Qi Chi pursed his lips and wanted to drive the car back on the road again.

"Wait a moment!"

Cheng Yourang held him down first, then leaned slightly to kiss the corner of his lips, and chuckled softly, "Is the plum still sour?"

The hand on the shift lever was loosened again, Qi Chi pulled the co-pilot over and kissed him heavily on the lips.

He is very good at kissing, whether it is a shallow kiss or a deep kiss with fanatical desire, it can bring Cheng Yourang different meanings of joy.But this time, like a young boy, he became disorganized and knocked on his teeth several times, and a fang slipped across his tongue, causing pain.

But it was an urgent pain.

Cheng You wrapped his arms around his neck, trying to calm him down.But once he became tolerant, he became even more arrogant, driving straight in, depriving him of oxygen bit by bit.

The extreme weightlessness and lack of oxygen made Cheng You's mind go blank, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He raised his head and passively accepted his kiss, even losing the strength to cater to him at the beginning.

Blinking, tears flowed down her cheeks, and slid down the corners of their lips where they were close together.

Tears have a faint salty taste, and Qi Chi couldn't help but suck it when he first tasted it.Not knowing how wonderful this taste is, his lips moved away from his lips, licking his cheek little by little along the tear trail, and finally landed on the closed eyes.

The eyelashes were still wet from the eyes that had just shed tears.Qi Chi gently squeezed his wet eyelashes, and took a sip with a faint breath.

Cheng Yourang's body trembled, subconsciously trying to hide, but he held his shoulder firmly.

When the warm tip of his tongue painted the sensitive eyelids, Cheng You let out a suppressed moan from his throat.

Cheng Yourang, who found himself making a sound suddenly, hastily shut his mouth tightly.

Probably because even in their relationship, he chose to be below him, but as a man, there is still some shame and self-esteem.Even if they are often emotionally moved to the deepest point, he never wants to let those voices come out of his mouth.

Even if he knows that he likes to hear his cries of joy or pain, even if he often tortures and coaxes him, he still refuses to give in easily.

"You told me not to bear it, what should I do if I really can't bear it?"

In the hot car, he pressed against his ear, aggrieved and bewitched.

After speaking, he sucked his red earlobe again, and took a bite gently.

He wanted to pretend to be innocent and hide his scheming, waiting for him to give him a satisfactory answer.

"Ugh... ah!"

Just as Cheng Yourang was about to reply, he opened his mouth but let such an ear-piercing whisper come out first.

Qi Chi smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head and bit his lower lip, and asked vaguely, "What should I do?"

In terms of physical strength and endurance, Cheng Yourang was never his opponent, and he surrendered within a few minutes.

"Come home with me, let's keep our voices down."

Cheng Yourang's entire face flushed, as did the tips of his ears.After calming down for a while, I was finally able to speak a complete sentence.

Qi Chi asked again: "I was the first person you brought home? Was it also the first person you liked?"

His lips opened and closed, all touching his lips——

"Yes, it's you...well...just you."

......

It was Qi Chi who sent him to work the next day, and he was in no hurry to go home after sneaking out early in the morning.He just slept in the car for a while, waited for Cheng Yourang to come out and sent him to the company.

He came again suddenly during lunch that day, and sat directly next to Cheng Yourang.

Qiao Shumu, who was sitting opposite them, changed his expression again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and complained: "Can't you restrain yourself? Look at this stickiness?"

Cheng Yourang's expression remained unchanged, and he watched indifferently as the person sitting next to him picked up his cup and took a sip of water.

"Last weekend, you posted a group photo in your circle of friends. A man with a short hair hugged you from behind. According to my guess, the photo was taken on the bed, and you were both shirtless. It was deleted after half an hour. The reason is unknown."

"Stop!"

Qiao Shumu smiled brightly at him. If his eyes hadn't turned sharp, he would have thought he really didn't take it seriously.

"Accident, the same as the wound on your mouth."

Cheng Yourang nodded as if nothing had happened, without showing the shy expression he wanted to see.After four or two moves, he finally blocked the man's chattering mouth.

As Qi Chi's ex-boyfriend, Qiao Shumu's status is embarrassing.But at least they are in the same circle and know each other well.

It didn't take long for him to ask, "Which hotel did you book for your birthday party?"

Qi Chi said calmly: "My mother arranged it, and I didn't ask about the details."

"What birthday party? Yours?"

Cheng Yourang looked at him in surprise, didn't expect rich people to hold such a grand birthday?

Qiao Shumu may have done it on purpose, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't know that his birthday is coming soon?"

Cheng Yourang ignored him and looked at Qi Chi: "You have a birthday party?"

From his tone, Qi Chi felt a little disappointed, pressed his hand, and said softly: "My mother arranged it, I just go through the motions, I want to spend it with you."

Qiao Shumu on the opposite side rolled his eyes, wiped his mouth and seemed to be planning to leave.

Cheng Yourang: "Did you do it before? Or just this year?"

After listening to his question, Qiao Shumu suddenly didn't want to leave again, and sat down on the opposite side.

"What my mother wants to do is mainly to get together with her friends. My birthday is just an excuse for her to call people over."

Cheng Yourang looked at him, her beautiful eyes were clean and gentle: "I want to give you a blind date, right? Ask her friend to bring her daughter here. If you see the right way, it just happens to be the right family?"

Qi Chi: "I will make it clear to her, I want to spend my birthday with you."

He didn't directly deny it, Cheng Yourang looked away, took a sip of water from the cup at hand, and then issued an order to evict the guests: "It's getting late, I'm going back to the company, you should go back early too."

Qi Chi pulled his hand under the table and was ruthlessly thrown away by him, so he had no choice but to say goodbye first and leave.

After he left, Qiao Shumu looked at Cheng Yourang with a smile: "It's his mother who doesn't give up, why are you angry with him?"

Cheng Yourang also knew this was the case, but still felt annoyed: "Doesn't his family know that he doesn't like women? Why do you want to arrange a blind date for him?"

Qiao Shumu smiled, "Maybe the blind date is a man?"

"?"

Cheng You's eyelids twitched and almost collapsed.

"You're kidding," Qiao Shumu laughed heartlessly, "It will take time for his mother to accept it, so it wouldn't be surprising if he actually did something to make him go on a blind date before that?"

Cheng Yourang hummed, but didn't answer.

"His mother loves him. In fact, the most difficult person in his family is not his mother," Qiao Shumu said, "but his father."

Cheng You let his head get dizzy: "If you co-author with his family, you don't agree at all?"

Qiao Shumu nodded seriously: "But you can't do much, it mainly depends on how he gets his parents to accept him."

"Hasn't it been several years since he talked to you? His family still doesn't accept it?"

"They're all married. Tell me clearly. How long ago did we happen to be?" Qiao Shumu first separated the relationship, and then analyzed it for him. "Maybe it's because he's the only son, and he's not like me." At home, it’s okay if I don’t get married and have no children, as long as I have my brother.”

Cheng Yourang's expression was weary, as if he was still upset that he was going to be arranged for a blind date.

"Let me remind you first," Qiao Shumu was still smiling, but he could see from his expression that he was not serious before.

"If one day his father comes to contact you, you have to tell Qi Chi no matter what he said or did. Even if he can't resist his father, at least you can face it together, don't think you are good to him and give up on him."