Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

After a while, Wen Ran changed from passive to active, holding the back of Meng Miandong's head, and kissing delicately.

He didn't release Meng Miandong until Meng Miandong was out of breath.

Meng Miandong breathed heavily immediately, he could see the bright red tongue from between the opened lips, it was the tongue he had tasted thoroughly just now.

He turned his head and turned off the ceiling lamp, leaving only the dim bedside lamp.

Since it is not a double bed room, but a twin bed room, the bed is not big, only 1.2 meters wide.

He moved out a little, and his left hand was almost pressed against the edge of the bed, leaving a big enough gap.

However, Meng Miandong leaned over, grabbed his right hand, and then pillowed it in the hollow of his shoulder.

He is helpless and sweet. In this world, he and Meng Miandong have never slept together in such an intimate position.

He thought he wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but as it turned out, he fell asleep quickly.

The first, second, third, and fourth days of junior high school, time flies by.

Their flight was at 25:[-] am on the fifth day of the fifth day, and the hotel had a shuttle bus to the airport. At [-] o'clock in the morning, they packed their luggage and boarded the shuttle bus.

The plane took off on time, and it was already night when they set foot on the land of the motherland.

They ate Cantonese food at the airport before returning home. Once they got home, they each went to take a shower.

After Wen Ran took a shower, he just lay down on the bed when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in, Miandong." Seeing Meng Miandong, he asked again, "What happened?"

Meng Miandong hugged the brown bear pillow, walked to Wen Ran's bed, and said timidly, "Can I sleep with you?"

Wen Ran was afraid that he would lose control, so of course he didn't want to sleep with Meng Miandong, but Meng Miandong's eyes were too pitiful.

He ordered himself not to be soft-hearted, and said to Meng Miandong: "Miandong, can't you sleep alone?"

"I..." Meng Miandong even drooped her head, like a brown bear crushing the small wooden bed for the first time.

He raised his eyes again and said coquettishly, "I don't want to sleep alone, I want to sleep with you."

Wen Ran said seriously: "I'm fine, nothing will happen, and I won't abandon you, so you can go to sleep alone with peace of mind."

"But... I just want to sleep with you." Meng Miandong didn't wait for Wen Ran's response, but roguely climbed onto the bed, roguely put his brown bear pillow next to Wen Ran's pillow, and became even more rogue tightly circled Wen Ran's waist.

Wen Ran secretly groaned in his heart, and couldn't bear to drive Meng Miandong out of bed, so he had to compromise: "You can sleep with me today, and sleep alone tomorrow."

He didn't expect that Meng Miandong would still pester him to sleep with him tomorrow.

One day, two days, three days... A week passed, and every day a Meng Miandong would grow on his bed.

Is it because Meng Miandong is uneasy?After all, they were almost separated by yin and yang.

Because Wen Ran's sprained left foot is still not healed, the pastry shop has not opened for a long time.

Wen Ran's left foot began to swell gradually on the eighth day after the sprain. At the worst time, the left ankle swelled as if a ping-pong ball was hidden under the skin.

Meng Miandong started school on the [-]th day of the first month, and Wen Ran also rested until the [-]th day of the first month.

On the 21st of the first month, the pastry shop finally opened.

On the first day of opening, Wen Ran wrote a line on the fluorescent board in front of the store: The store manager has his own heart and does not accept anyone's confession.

This line of words made Meng Miandong dance with joy, but it still couldn't stop the men who were attracted by Wen Ran.

Wen Ran's sprain is far from healed, but he still insists on making ten pastries every day.

Wen Ran concealed something from Meng Miandong, in front of Meng Miandong, he never showed pain when walking, but in fact, at first, every step he took was very difficult, even though the swelling started to subside, he still felt a little uncomfortable .

He had to stand up to make pastry, and his swollen ankle would become swollen again after making pastry every day.

After nearly three months of tossing like this, his sprain was completely healed.

It was near the end of April, and spring was already in full swing. On April [-]th, Wen Ran made ten desserts with the theme of cherry blossoms, including cherry blossom cranberry cookies, cherry blossom mousse, cherry blossom donuts, and cherry blossom water Xinxuan Cake, Sakura Macaron, Sakura Pudding, Sakura Protein Biscuit, Sakura Coconut Milk Cake, Sakura Bread, Sakura Purple Rice Cheese Soft European Bun.

Because he preheated in advance and wrote on the fluorescent board at the entrance of the store that these ten desserts were limited to one day, all the desserts were sold out in a record 10 minutes.

The next day was Labor Day, and he didn't plan to take a rest. When he went out, he was followed by a little tail that had been put on holiday.

When he was working, his little tail rested his chin on his hands, yawned, and fell asleep.

He persuaded: "Miandong, you go home and continue to sleep."

Meng Miandong clenched his fists and said, "No, if someone comes to confess to you again, I will be responsible for running him away."

——Since Meng Miandong heard the middle-aged woman introduce her niece to Wen Ran that day, whenever Meng Miandong is on vacation, he will come to watch over Wen Ran.

When Wen Ran heard Meng Miandong's words, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Thank you for protecting me."

Meng Miandong suddenly felt like a knight, while Wen Ran was a princess.

He chuckled, walked behind Wen Ran, buried his face on Wen Ran's back, and said in a muffled voice: "I will protect you well."

Wen Ran was kneading flour, his hands were covered with flour, unable to hug Meng Miandong back, he turned his head, kissed Meng Miandong's hair and said, "Do you want a gift for Miandong?"

Meng Miandong said with sparkling eyes: "What gift? Are you finally going to have sex with me?"

Wen Ran couldn't help washing his hands, then poked Meng Miandong's head with his fingertips, and sighed, "Miandong, don't say the word 'do/love' in such an innocent manner every time. ..."

Meng Miandong interrupted: "Then what tone should I use?"

Wen Ran didn't know how to answer this question. In fact, no matter what tone Meng Miandong used, it was full of temptation for him, but the innocent appearance was more lethal.

Meng Miandong was embarrassed when he heard about it, and immediately apologized: "I won't say I want to 'sex' with you anymore, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Wen Ran smiled, "And I also want to have sex with you, but Miandong, are you sure you really want to have sex with me?"

Meng Miandong didn't actually think about what it means to make love, he just thinks that if he has made love with Wen Ran, Wen Ran will never abandon him, because Wen Ran is very gentle and will definitely be responsible for him.

But relying on sex/love to monopolize Wen Ran's life, isn't he too selfish?

He fell into deep thought, took a few steps back, stepped forward again, and wrapped his arms around Wen Ran's waist.

He is a very selfish person, so what?

Wen Ran didn't hear Meng Miandong's answer, and couldn't help but feel lost in his heart. He didn't show it, but said: "Miandong, can you go and mop the ground outside? When you finish mopping, I will give you Gift."

Meng Miandong nodded, and took the mop to mop the floor.

After mopping the floor, he excitedly ran to Wen Ran, spread his hands, and asked eagerly, "Where is my gift?"

Wen Ran took out a glass bottle from the refrigerator, put it in Meng Miandong's palm, and said, "This is a salted cherry blossom. I specially made it for you as a gift for your Labor Day."

"Thank you." Meng Miandong held the salted cherry blossoms in his hands and asked in confusion, "How do I eat this?"

Wen Ran replied: "You can drink it in water, or make it into dessert."

Meng Miandong thought for a while before saying, "Can it be made into cherry blossom pie?"

Wen Ran suddenly remembered that in this world, the first time he made apple pie for Meng Miandong, it must be because Meng Miandong thought of apple pie that he asked him if he could make cherry blossom pie, right?

He immediately agreed: "Of course, but if you use salted cherry blossoms as the filling, I'm afraid it won't taste good. How about using apples as the main filling?"

"Yeah." Meng Miandong heard that Wen Ran said that, and knew that Wen Ran also thought of apple pie.

It's such a joy to think of the same thing as another person.

Wen Ran pressed a kiss on Meng Miandong's brow, and said, "Wait until I finish today's product first?"

"Okay." Meng Miandong hugged the salted cherry blossoms that Wen Ran specially made for him, and sat obediently beside her.

The opening time of the pastry shop is ten o'clock in the morning, and at nine forty-five, two shop assistants came to work one after another, and put out all the pastries that Wen Ran had made.

Wen Ran and Meng Miandong went to buy fresh apples together, then went back to the back kitchen and started making cherry blossom apple pie.

When the cherry blossom apple pie is baked, the room is filled with the aroma of cherry blossoms and apples.

A customer outside smelled the aroma, so he asked the clerk, "Are there any new products?"

Meng Miandong was eating a cherry blossom apple pie, came out of the back kitchen, and flaunted: "The manager made this for me."

This customer is a new customer, who has only been here two or three times, and asked suspiciously: "Are you the younger brother of the store manager?"

Meng Miandong said triumphantly, "I'm the manager's boyfriend."

——Although I haven't had sex with Wen Ran yet, I'm still Wen Ran's boyfriend.

Because of Wen Ran's outstanding appearance and temperament, the customer had a good impression of Wen Ran. Hearing what the boy in front of him said, he was shocked, and looked at the boy again, and confirmed: "Are you really the boyfriend of the store manager?"

Before Meng Miandong could answer, Wen Ran came out from the back kitchen, slid his fingers over the stuffing on Meng Miandong's lips, and said dotingly: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

After finishing speaking, he said to the guest: "He is really my boyfriend."

The guest said disappointedly: "I thought the store manager didn't have a girlfriend yet, but I didn't expect the store manager to already have a boyfriend."

Wen Ran asked strangely: "Isn't it written on the fluorescent board outside that 'the manager's heart belongs to you'?"

Seeing the customer shaking his head, he went outside to take a look, and at some point, the line "The store manager has his own heart and does not accept anyone's confession" on the fluorescent board was erased by someone.

Meng Miandong followed Wen Ran, saw it, and wrote on it with a pen dissatisfied: Wen Ran is mine, no one is allowed to snatch it.

Erase the word Wen Ran and change it to the shop owner, so that he doesn't want others to know Wen Ran's name.

After finishing writing, he still felt that it was not enough, so he bolded the font again.

After bolding, every word looks menacing, which is very suitable for Meng Miandong's needs.

If the font is changed to red, it does not seem to be declaring sovereignty, but more like asking for debts.

Wen Ran thought about it, laughed softly, and joked again: "In order to avoid being wiped off, should I write it with paint?"

Meng Miandong's eyes lit up: "This is really a good idea, I'll go buy paint right now."

Switching to paint is more of a debt.

But Wen Ran didn't stop him, but let Meng Miandong go to buy paint, erase what he just wrote, and write it again with paint.

The paint Meng Miandong bought was pink, which diluted the feeling of being in debt.

After finishing writing, Meng Miandong took Wen Ran's hand again, and said with satisfaction: "No one will dare to confess to you now."

However, from time to time, guests still come to confess their love to Wen Ran.