Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

"Well, thank you for encouraging me." Meng Miandong stood up from the bed enduring the soreness all over his body, and condescendingly gave Wen Ran a good morning kiss, "Good morning, Wen Ran, I love you."

"Good morning, Miandong, I love you too." Wen Ran glanced at the time and found that there was still plenty of time, so he reached out and lifted the hem of Meng Miandong's pajamas, exposing his belly, and asked with a kiss, "Are you hungry?" Is it?"

"Hungry." Meng Miandong's stomach was kissed by Wen Ran, and he couldn't help recalling the situation yesterday: when cleaning, Wen Ran pressed his stomach, and then, a lot of turbidity flowed out.

I don't know whether Wen Ran kissed his belly deliberately to remind him of yesterday's situation, or just wanted to ask him if he was hungry.

Wen Ran put down Meng Miandong's pajamas, and then asked Meng Miandong: "How about eating fried dumplings?"

"Okay." Meng Miandong nodded and sat back on the bed.

Wen Ran went to wash up first, and after washing up, he walked up to Meng Miandong and said, "Can you stand up?"

Meng Miandong tried to get off the bed, but when her right foot stepped on the floor, she immediately lost her balance.

Wen Ran hugged Meng Miandong in time, and helped Meng Miandong to wash.

When Meng Miandong was washing his face, he suddenly saw his neck covered with hickeys.

His red face phobia has not been cured, but in front of Wen Ran, it can be regarded as healed.

Unless he is shy, he rarely blush in front of Wen Ran.

But the hickey marks that indicated yesterday's intense sex easily made him blush, and at the same time, he felt a surge of fulfillment.

He closed his eyes and ordered himself to calm down, but suddenly Wen Ran sucked the earlobe of his left ear.

Wen Ran gently bit Meng Miandong's earlobe, and said with a smile: "Is my Miandong thinking about something lewd?"

"I'm not thinking about any lewd things, I'm blushing because of red-faced phobia." Meng Miandong defended, but when he met Wen Ran's clear eyes, he immediately confessed, "I'm really Think about what happened yesterday."

Wen Ran pretended to be curious and asked: "What happened yesterday?"

Meng Miandong glared at Wen Ran before saying angrily, "You still..."

He sniffed and complained aggrievedly: "You haven't done it four times without restraint."

Wen Ran poked Meng Miandong's angry cheek and said, "Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Meng Miandong said on a whim, "Next time, don't come out all night, okay?"

"Miandong is so lustful." Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong with burning eyes and said, "When you cure your red-faced phobia, I will satisfy you as a reward."

"I will definitely cure my red-faced phobia as soon as possible." Meng Miandong clenched his fists and asked again, "Then if I get No.1 in the comic contest, what reward will you give me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was taken aback. He only dared to think about the dream of getting No.1, but he never thought that he would say it.

Wen Ran was also taken aback, then smiled and said: "I will satisfy you whatever reward you want."

Hearing what Ran said, Meng Miandong's weak confidence instantly grew wildly: "I will work hard."

Wen Ran took out the face towel from Meng Miandong's hands, carried Meng Miandong back to the bed and lay down, and asked, "What reward do you want?"

Actually, Meng Miandong didn't think it through yet, but he said in a mysterious way: "Let's keep it a secret first, and I'll tell you when I do it."

Wen Ran didn't ask any more questions, but said: "I'll make breakfast, you can rest for a while."

Meng Miandong nodded, watched Wen Ran walk into the kitchen, and took out another box of fresh meat and crayfish dumplings from the refrigerator.

His rental house is small, and the kitchen is open, and he can see the smell in the kitchen while lying on the bed.

It was the first time he liked this rental room so much.

Wen Ran only put on a shirt, not a suit, and the shirt fits perfectly. When he moves, he can clearly see the back muscles hidden inside, which is very sexy.

He covered his nose, but fortunately there was no nosebleed.

Wen Ran had finished frying fried dumplings with fresh meat and crayfish, and made mustard shrimp and seaweed soup. When he turned around with the fried dumplings with fresh meat and crayfish and mustard and seaweed soup, he found Meng Miandong stupidly covering his nose, Then he asked, "Miandong, what are you doing holding your nose?"

Meng Miandong said frankly, "I'm afraid I'll have a nosebleed."

Wen Ran put fresh meat and crayfish fried dumplings, pickled mustard, dried shrimp and seaweed soup on the dining table, and then moved the dining table to the bedside, then he laughed and said, "Is it because I have a nosebleed?"

Meng Miandong nodded: "You are too sexy."

Wen Ran said helplessly: "Don't seduce me early in the morning."

Meng Miandong retorted: "You are the one who seduced me."

Wen Ran almost ran out of time, so he admitted: "Yes, I am seducing you, let's have breakfast, Miandong."

Meng Miandong picked up fried crayfish dumplings with fresh meat, took a bite, and said vaguely, "It's delicious."

Wen Ran also brought over his share of fried dumplings with fresh meat and crayfish, dried mustard, dried shrimp and seaweed soup, sat opposite Meng Miandong, and began to eat.

After breakfast, he went to wash the dishes and the pot, and then hurried to work.

Due to excessive fatigue yesterday, Meng Miandong started to feel sleepy after eating.

He rubbed his belly subconsciously and fell asleep again.

When he woke up, it was already high in the sun.

He originally planned to challenge the library again today, but because his body hadn't recovered yet, he lay on the bed and thought about the proposition of the second round of competition - "the world we exist in".

The comic competition is not a propositional composition, and there is no need to deliberately guess to cater to the intention of the proposition, as long as the content is related to the proposition.

He couldn't think of what kind of story could attract the editor's attention for a while, so he ordered a takeaway first.

The food delivery app showed that no rider had taken the order yet, but there was a knock on his door.

Who is it?

He looked through the cat's eyes and found that it was the landlord, so he opened the door.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" He lowered his head, looking at the plastic slippers that the landlord had put on because of the hot weather.

He didn't expect the landlord to say, "Move out quickly."

He asked timidly, "Why?"

The landlord said unhappily: "You and your boyfriend have been tossing around for so long last night, and there was so much noise. Early this morning, five tenants have come to protest. I think you haven't woken up yet, so you didn't come until now. Remind you, if you don't move out, they will all listen to you."

Five tenants...

The voice I made yesterday was heard by five tenants...

Meng Miandong immediately wanted to disappear in front of the landlord, but he couldn't, so he could only say to the landlord, "I'm sorry."

The landlord clicked his tongue and said, "If you move out, I will refund you the rest of this month's rent."

After speaking, the landlord left.

Meng Miandong immediately closed the door, glanced at the phone, it was lunch break, and called Wen Ran.

As soon as the phone was connected, he said to Wen Ran: "Can I stay at your house?"

When Wen Ran heard Meng Miandong say this, he already guessed the reason, and asked, "Then how about we move today?"

Meng Miandong asked doubtfully, "Is it so urgent?"

Wen Ran smiled narrowly: "I want to hear your voice tonight, a voice that is more erotic than last night."

No wonder Wen Ran didn't ask himself the reason, it turned out that Wen Ran had already guessed it.

Meng Miandong became shy, but still agreed: "Well, I will work hard."

Although Wen Ran couldn't see Meng Miandong, he could easily imagine that Meng Miandong must be cute and shy.

Anyway, he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he decided to skip work immediately, and said to Meng Miandong, "I'll come back and move with you now."

Could it be that Wen Ran can't bear tonight anymore?

Meng Miandong's heart was beating wildly, and after hanging up the phone, he could almost hear his own heartbeat in both ears.

Wen Ran returned to Meng Miandong's rental room, and when Meng Miandong was eating takeaway, he neatly packed all his luggage.

Meng Miandong looked at the rental house for the last time. There were traces of Wen Ran in every corner of the rental house. He actually didn't want to move at all, but he didn't want to be heard by others when he went to bed with Wen Ran.

Then, he contacted the landlord.

The landlord showed up not long after, refunded the rest of the rent to Meng Miandong, and said in a rare and pleasant manner: "I wish you happiness."

Meng Miandong tried to look at the landlord's face, but the landlord looked not to be trifled with.

It was the first time for him to look at the landlord's face. He felt that his face was burning hot quickly, but he didn't look away, but looked at the landlord and said, "Thank you."

The landlord was stared at by Meng Miandong, and saw Meng Miandong blushing at a speed visible to the naked eye, she was stunned, but she knew that Meng Miandong obviously had something to hide, so she said nothing, stepped on her plastic slippers and went back to take a nap .

Wen Ran said beside Meng Miandong: "Your landlord is a good man."

"Yes, I am very grateful to her. If it were another landlord, I might have been kicked out because I couldn't pay the rent." Meng Miandong suddenly felt a little sad, and threw herself into Wen Ran's arms.

Wen Ran patted Meng Miandong's back and said, "Let's go home."

By the way, Wen Ran once said that it was their home.

Meng Miandong said with red eyes, "Well, let's go home."

Wen Ran sent Meng Miandong to sit in his car first, and then went to carry Meng Miandong's luggage.

Meng Miandong didn't have a lot of luggage, so he moved it all in two trips back and forth.

He drove the car into his garage, took Meng Miandong out of the car, took the elevator upstairs, opened the door again, hugged Meng Miandong to sit on the sofa, and then went downstairs to carry the luggage.

After moving the luggage, it was still early, so he took out Meng Miandong's most important second-hand notebook and digital tablet, and asked, "How are you preparing for the second round of competition? There are still 28 days until the deadline." It's the date."

Meng Miandong didn't answer, but asked, "I thought you couldn't bear tonight anymore."

Meng Miandong's words were nonsensical, Wen Ran thought for a while before realizing what Meng Miandong meant.

He hugged Meng Miandong in his arms, and said softly, "I'm not that beastly. I did it four times last night. You haven't recovered yet, right? It's enough for me to sleep with you tonight."

It is true that Meng Miandong has not recovered yet, but this discomfort is nothing compared to Tong Wenran going to bed.

He was really horny.

He was introspecting, and remembered that Wen Ran said that he liked his lust, so he ended the introspection that lasted only a few seconds.

Just after the reflection, he heard Wen Ran say: "The day after tomorrow is Saturday, shall we go out on a date?"

He instinctively wanted to refuse, because he didn't like crowded places at all. After a while, he regained his determination to cure the red-faced phobia, and said to Wen Ran: "Okay, let's go out on a date."

Wen Ran looked at Meng Miandong who seemed to be going to the execution ground, and comforted him distressedly: "With me by your side, nothing will happen."