Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

"I didn't bother you to take the medicine." Meng Miandong's face was full of innocence, she pulled out her finger from under Wen Ran's fingertips, and then, meandering to Wen Ran's heart, unbuttoned a button, and then poked in. With his hands, he gently kneaded Wen Ran's flesh.

Wen Ran's eyes sank, he stared at Meng Miandong, and asked, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Meng Miandong replied innocently, "I'm hungry and I'm eating your tofu."

Wen Ran punitively submerged all the fingers covered in the ointment, forcing Meng Miandong to groan, and her skin was red all over.

The feeling from last night instantly revived in Meng Miandong's body, dominating his mind, he stared at Wen Ran with watery eyes, and at the same time unbuttoned Wen Ran.

Wen Ran pushed Meng Miandong's fingers away from the other button, calmed down, applied the medicine, and then kissed Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong's lips and teeth were so alluring that he couldn't stop thinking about it, his pale skin was peeled off and glowed with peach blossoms, but he was still too thin.

For the sake of Meng Miandong's health, he did not hug Meng Miandong, but bullied Meng Miandong to the point of crying.

After a thorough sexual affair, Meng Miandong's body was somewhat used to his touch, but even so, Meng Miandong still trembled unconsciously.

He hugged the trembling Meng Miandong into his arms, trying to comfort him, and after a long time, he grabbed his own and Meng Miandong's together, rubbed each other, and wiped off with a tissue when his hands were wet.

Afterwards, he stayed with Meng Miandong for a while before going to cook.

Meng Miandong huddled under the duvet, and suddenly realized that this time he hadn't closed his eyes the whole time.

He laughed happily, but the smile froze on his face because he touched the wound, and then turned into an aggrieved look.

Wen Ran made millet sea cucumber porridge, black garlic beef cubes, corn and shrimp dumplings, avocado tuna salad, and yellow peach yogurt before returning to the room.

Meng Miandong huddled together, looked at Wen Ran and said, "It hurts..."

"Sorry." Wen Ran reproached with distress, "Then you teased me just now."

Meng Miandong retorted: "I didn't tease you, it was you who went too far."

Wen Ran lowered his head and touched Meng Miandong's lips: "I went too far, how do you want me to compensate you?"

Meng Miandong covered her face, and boldly said: "Go too far, wait until I recover."

"My Miandong is so passionate." Wen Ran sticks out the tip of his tongue, licks Meng Miandong's cheek across his fingers, and hugs Meng Miandong again.

Meng Miandong was carried to the dining table, Wen Ran had already put a thick cushion on the chair, but when he sat down, he still felt quite uncomfortable.

He wrinkled his face, looked at Wen Ran and said, "It's a little uncomfortable."

"Then let's go to bed." Wen Ran carried Meng Miandong back to the bed, and then put all the food on the bedside table.

Meng Miandong was half-sitting, which was inconvenient, so Wen Ran came to feed him.

He is not picky about food, he will eat whatever Wen Ran feeds him, until he can't eat any more, then he shakes his head and says: "I don't want it anymore."

Wen Ran finished his meal and cleaned up the kitchen before returning to the bed to massage Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong's body is very sensitive. Before Wen Ran pressed his sore place, he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Wen Ran's sleeve and said, "Wen Ran..."

Wen Ran lightly bit the tip of Meng Miandong's nose and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Meng Miandong said pitifully: "Don't bully me, you know it very well."

Wen Ran got into the duvet, took a good suck, and smiled again: "It's so sweet."

Meng Miandong looked at Wen Ran, who had turned into a chicken coop, and rubbed Wen Ran's hair, before panting, "Is it okay if you don't go to work today?"

"It's okay." Wen Ran touched Meng Miandong's cheek and said, "But I still have to deal with some things."

Meng Miandong was a little sleepy and yawned: "Well, then go get busy."

Wen Ran nodded, but took a notebook and sat beside Meng Miandong.

This way, when Meng Miandong wakes up, he will be the first to see him.

The most important thing in love is companionship, right?Not money, not flesh.

If...if he had been able to accompany Meng Miandong well three years ago, Meng Miandong might not suffer from depression, and even if he suffered from depression, he would definitely not commit suicide by jumping off a building.

He is busy starting a business, thinking that as long as he succeeds, he can give Meng Miandong an ideal life.

Meng Miandong doesn't have to work if he doesn't want to work, and he can even never work.

However, what he did was wrong, outrageously wrong. For Meng Miandong, his busyness and neglect are most likely the last straw that broke the camel's back, right?

If he was not so busy and had time to communicate with Meng Miandong, he would definitely be able to discover Meng Miandong's abnormality instead of being blinded by Meng Miandong's normality.

If he hadn't been so busy, maybe Meng Miandong would have confessed his illness to him.

His busyness made Meng Miandong feel embarrassed to disturb him, right?

Thinking about it carefully, Meng Miandong was hesitant to speak several times, but in the end he seduced him. Was he hesitant to tell him?

During the period when Meng Miandong was most ill, he almost slept late at night, and the time at home was only six or seven hours at most.

During these six or seven hours, what he and Meng Miandong did the most was to go to bed, most of which were initiated by Meng Miandong, and it is very likely that Meng Miandong relied on physical intercourse. Shall I dispel the lingering melancholy?

He regretted so much that his heart was about to burst, and then he suddenly reached out and hugged Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong was still asleep, and suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Wen Ran confessed, "Miandong, I love you."

Meng Miandong hugged Wen Ran back: "I love you too."

He suddenly heard the crisp sound of the notebook being hit on the ground, and hurriedly poked his head to look, but Wen Ran grabbed the back of his head.

"Notebook..." Before he could finish speaking, his lips were already pinched by Wen Ran, this kiss was very lingering, as if he was meeting with lips and teeth.

After the kiss was over, Wen Ran picked up the notebook on the ground, everything was fine.

Staring at Wen Ran's notebook, Meng Miandong breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought the screen would break."

Wen Ran said indifferently: "The screen of my laptop is as hard as a diamond, it is specially made, how could it break if dropped."

Meng Miandong curled her lips and said, "Are you showing off your wealth to me?"

Wen Ran couldn't help laughing and said: "It's pointless to show off your wealth to you, you are not a money fan, I prefer..."

He pondered, holding Meng Miandong's ear pinna: "I prefer to show you my length, thickness, hardness and durability."

Meng Miandong pushed Wen Ran away, stared at Wen Ran and said, "You're playing hooligan again."

Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong with burning eyes: "Are you not satisfied with my length, thickness, hardness and durability?"

Meng Miandong has never tried to do that kind of thing with others, so there is no comparison, but judging from the few films he has watched, Wen Ran obviously has an insurmountable advantage.

And he's really satisfied, even if he doesn't know how to enjoy it yet.

He didn't have time to answer, and heard Wen Ran say again: "One of the things I'm best at in this life is playing hooligans to you."

"You..." He couldn't explain Wen Ran, so he simply pointed to the notebook and said, "You work hard."

Wen Ran stopped teasing Meng Miandong and started to work.

Since it was almost 04:30 after the two of them had finished their meal, instead of having dinner, Wen Ran cooked a pot of porridge with mushrooms and shredded chicken for supper.

——Meng Miandong's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's better to drink porridge.

Three days later, Meng Miandong finally recovered.

After resting for another two days, Wen Ran printed red flowers all over Meng Miandong again.

The little red flowers all over her body have not faded, and Meng Miandong, who is on winter vacation, excitedly made a bento and went to deliver lunch to Wen Ran.

Generally speaking, no matter how busy he is, Wen Ran will go home for lunch, but these few days he was busy hosting a new project and flew to another city in the early morning. After seeing Meng Miandong, he didn't come back for lunch, and asked Meng Miandong to eat obediently.

He didn't expect that as soon as he returned to the office, he found Meng Miandong who was sitting on the sofa with a bento.

Meng Miandong wore a high-necked sweater, but there were still a few small red flowers attached to her chin that were not covered.

As soon as Meng Miandong saw Wen Ran, he put down his lunch box, went up to Wen Ran, and kissed Wen Ran's left cheek and right cheek respectively.

Wen Ran caressed the little red flower on Meng Miandong's chin, then pulled Meng Miandong's collar with his fingers, swept it carefully, and then kissed Meng Miandong's neck.

Meng Miandong was at a loss as to what to do, and was kissed on the lips again.

He has been addicted to Wen Ran's kiss, but he still doesn't know how to kiss back.

In terms of studies, he is an outstanding student; in terms of intimacy, he is so jerky that he can't even graduate from kindergarten.

Wen Ran doesn't mind Meng Miandong's jerkyness, it doesn't matter if it's jerky or familiar, as long as it's Meng Miandong, he can easily move his heartstrings.

After the kiss, he calmed down for Meng Miandong, and after a while, he asked again: "How did you get here?"

Meng Miandong replied, "It's not comfortable to walk by bus."

Wen Ran apologized: "I went too far yesterday..."

Meng Miandong rushed to talk: "What's more, you won't be here when I wake up."

"I've been a little busy recently." The reason why Wen Ran took the early morning flight was to save time, otherwise, if he took the morning flight, he would not be able to eat breakfast, lunch, and even dinner with Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong suddenly felt that she was being unreasonable, like an ignorant child.

He rubbed Wen Ran's heart: "It's been hard work, are you hungry? Come and eat."

Meng Miandong took Wen Ran's hand to the sofa, opened one of the two bento boxes on the coffee table, and asked like offering a treasure: "Does it look delicious?"

Meng Miandong makes Japanese-style bento, including croquettes, omelet rice, fried chicken nuggets, potato salad, cherry tomatoes, and rice balls with a plum. As for whether it looks delicious, of course it is negative , barely can only be considered to be okay.

Sure enough, it was his miandong. Although his skills were ordinary, his confidence was extraordinary.

Wen Ran looked at Meng Miandong's shining eyes, and praised: "It looks delicious, I'm almost drooling."

Meng Miandong said triumphantly, "Of course."

When Wen Ran was eating the bento, Meng Miandong suddenly remembered something: "I promised to treat you to dinner before, if you eat my bento, it will be treated as if I have treated you to dinner."

"Stingy ghost." Wen Ran took a bite of the fried chicken nugget, and then brought the fried chicken nugget with a missing corner to Meng Miandong's lips.

Meng Miandong ate the fried chicken with his mouth open, and said vaguely, "I'm not a cheapskate, you are a cheapskate, you miss every meal like this."

Wen Ran smiled and said, "Why am I thinking about a meal? Of course I am thinking about you."

Meng Miandong slandered: Wen Ran's elegant, gentleman's skin is deceiving, and Wen Ran's daily life is playing hooligans, he doesn't look like a successful person at all.

And my daily life is being heard and played hooligans, right?

Seeing Meng Miandong's expression, Wen Ran knew it in his heart, and smiled elegantly and gentlemanly at Meng Miandong: "Is my Miandong thinking about something lewd?"

Meng Miandong said with a straight face on purpose: "I was wondering why you are such a hooligan?"

Wen Ran touched Meng Miandong's forehead: "Isn't this problem obvious? Because the object is you."

"I knew it." Meng Miandong smiled openly, but at this moment, the inside line suddenly rang.

Wen Ran got up to pick it up, then looked at Meng Miandong again: "Meng Mingchun is here."

Meng Miandong flinched subconsciously, and asked, "What is brother doing here?"

Wen Ran said with a smile: "Let Xingshi ask the crime."

Meng Miandong asked again: "Then do you want to see brother?"

Wen Ran asked back: "Do you want to see your brother?"

"I don't want to." Meng Miandong summoned up his courage and said, "But I think I should face my brother. I didn't behave well last time."

Wen Ran denied: "No, you performed very well last time and did not show weakness."

Meng Miandong shook his head and said, "If you don't arrive in time, I might show weakness."

"Then let's meet." Wen Ran called back to the front desk, "Let Meng Mingchun come up."

Not long after, Meng Mingchun entered the office. As soon as he entered the office, he said to Wen Ran: "You did it on purpose."

Wen Ran said indifferently: "I found out that there was a problem with that chip company from the very beginning, but the acquisition was a decision made by your father and son. What does it have to do with me?"

Isn't this just pointing at your own nose and calling yourself an idiot?

Meng Mingchun couldn't swallow this breath, and smiled complacently: "Do you think a broken chip company can kill me?"

"Do you want to say that you still have a piece of land?" Wen Ran reminded, "25 years ago, the government wanted to build a subway there, but it gave up after the inspection of experts. Guess what is the reason?"

Seeing Meng Mingchun's eyes widen, Wen Ran continued: "That land used to be a mass grave, and there were countless bones underground, and the soil was seriously polluted by a nearby chemical plant more than 50 years ago. Otherwise , Do you think Xin Donghai will sell it to you at such a good price? To Xin Donghai, that piece of land is a hot potato, and you are eager to pick it up."

Mass graves, coupled with severe pollution, no one will buy a house built on it.

Meng Mingchun felt that his eyes were dark, and he held his breath and said: "Miandong, please help me to ask Mr. Wen, please help me go back to the Meng family."

Meng Miandong was eating croquettes, glanced at Meng Mingchun, and said, "No."

Meng Mingchun rushed to Meng Miandong and said sharply, "I'm your real brother."

"I know you are my older brother, and the blood relationship is unbroken, but I don't think of you as an older brother anymore." Meng Miandong ate a croquette, went to eat omelet rice, and ignored Meng Mingchun, even though Meng Mingchun kept talking. Speak to him in a commanding, forceful tone.

Meng Mingchun was so angry that he didn't dare to fight Meng Miandong in front of Wen Ran, so he gritted his teeth and begged, "Mr. Wen, help me."

Wen Ran didn't answer, but turned on the TV, and an entertainment news was playing in it.

Meng Mingchun didn't know what Wen Ran meant, but the next news was that Xin Donghai bribed cadres at all levels.

In order to seek benefits, Xin Donghai bribed all the way from city-level cadres to central-level cadres.

Wen Ran sighed and said, "Boss Xin is quite courageous."

"It's you!" Meng Mingchun pointed at Wen Ran, "It's you who reported on Mr. Xin!"

Wen Ran noncommittally returned to Meng Miandong, pointed at the rice ball and said, "Hey me."

Meng Miandong picked up the rice ball and fed it to Wen Ran.

Meng Mingchun saw that Ran and Meng Miandong didn't take him seriously, and walked away.

Wen Ran glanced at Meng Mingchun's back and said: "If you are willing to marry Mr. Xin, I will give you the Meng family. Mr. Xin will probably be sentenced to death, so hurry up and make a decision."

It is true that Xin Donghai reported on Wen Ran, but there is nothing false in his report, and Xin Donghai is entirely to blame.

After Meng Mingchun walked out of the office, Meng Miandong immediately threw himself into Wen Ran's arms, and said proudly, "I didn't tremble or sweat this time, please praise me."

"My miandong is awesome, let me reward you with a cherry tomato." Wen Ran said, biting the cherry tomato, and kissed Meng Miandong. The female fruit pushed over.

Meng Miandong bit it lightly, and the juice of the cherry tomato exploded, and he drained some of the juice to burn it.

The two shared all the cherry tomatoes, Meng Miandong swallowed the little juice left, and thanked: "Thank you for helping me avenge."

"I'm not avenging you, I'm avenging myself, because I don't feel happy if I don't take revenge." Wen Ran licked Meng Miandong's lips and teased, "Today's cherry tomatoes are very sweet. , but still not as sweet as yours."

Meng Miandong was very shy, and at the same time, she was very curious about why Wen Ran was able to say nasty words without changing his face, so he secretly set a goal: one day, I want to see Wen Ran blushing.

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