I've been scumbag again

Meng Yanshen watched the young man dejectedly push the suitcase into the guest room. His back looked like an eggplant that had been frosted.

It turns out that apart from being frivolous and reckless, he also has such helpless times.

Seeing that it was almost evening, Qi Jing decided to cook for himself.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Meng Yanshen was wearing loose blue casual clothes, which lacked the seriousness and rigidity of a suit, and were a little more clear and jade-like. Under his clear eyes, he was opening the refrigerator and taking out vegetables. teenage mistrust.

Qi Jing immediately frowned. He didn't know what he thought of, and smiled with a smile on his lips. He said meaningfully: "I can do it, don't you know?"

Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to catch up with his train of thought. After realizing what he was saying, Qing Juan's face was stained with a thin blush, and he said two words coldly, "Rogue."

Qi Jing smirked twice, then gave him a wink, and his eyes fell on the apron hanging beside him, "It's not convenient for me to hold the vegetables here, please tie an apron for me."

Meng Yan took a deep look at him, turned and left.

"Don't go, just wear an apron, and it won't take advantage of you."

Qi Jing called from behind, but the man with the cub in his arms had left mercilessly, without even giving him a look.

Although Uncle Zhang on the side couldn't hear what they said, but seeing their interaction, his old face couldn't help but sigh, young people, so cute.

He walked over, "Xiaojing, let me tie it for you."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang, it's better for you as an old man."

The smell of vegetables radiated from the kitchen. After Meng Yanshen finished his work, he came out of the study on the second floor. Looking down, he saw the tall figure busy in the kitchen, and vaguely heard the boy Humming.

"Master, I think Xiaojing's cooking skills seem to be very good." Steward Zhang praised Qi Jing without hesitation. Nowadays, there are not many men who can cook and do it well. All of them are peerless. man.

"It smells good, but it doesn't necessarily taste good."

Qi Jing came out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes, and suddenly heard an understatement from his own old Meng, and snorted softly, "Whether it's delicious or not, you'll find out later." It was the God of Cooking he bought from 333 specially. Skills, for his own cub and his little daddy, he was very worried.

Meng Yanshen looked calm and didn't respond until he took his first bite of food.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Qi Jing hasn't eaten yet, looking at him eagerly, like a little milk dog wagging his tail with wet eyes.

Zhang Butler who sat down to eat with them next to them, after taking the first bite, his cloudy eyes lit up, and he was full of praise for Qi Jing.

"Uncle Zhang, as long as you like it." Qi Jing touched his head shyly, then looked at Meng Yanshen eagerly, trying to get his affirmation.

Meng Yan took a deep look at the delicious food on the dining table, feeling the delicacy on his taste buds, and said, "Mmm, it's delicious."

"Really?" Qi Jing's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips rose, like a child who was rewarded with candy, extremely happy.

Meng Yan lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, "Hurry up and eat."

"okay."

Meng Yan lowered his eyes deeply, and there was no surprise in front of him, and a faint smile spread out from the bottom of his cold eyes.

The dishes are really delicious, not only taking care of the taste of Uncle Zhang, but also taking care of the taste of his current "pregnant husband".

[Ding, Meng Yanshen's favorability is increased by 5, and the current favorability is 37. 】

Qi Jing, who was taking a mouthful of soup, was almost choked, and he tried his best to control his swallowing. From the corner of his eye, he glanced quietly at Meng Yan, who was eating slowly and calmly. Meng is a boring person.

In the evening, Meng Yanshen worked for another hour and a half, and halfway through, the boy came in to deliver milk.

It wasn't until ten o'clock that Meng Yanshen washed up and went to bed.

It's just that when he was half asleep and half awake, the door was opened suddenly. The sound was very soft, but Meng Yanshen, who had been alert since he was a child, heard it all at once.

He woke up with a start. In the darkness, he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

The sensor light in the corridor on the second floor was slightly on, and the light was soft. At the door, there was a slender and tall figure, who came in with a pillow in his arms, and sneaked in with his head.

Meng Yanshen couldn't see his face clearly, but he easily knew his identity. After a few seconds of contemplation, Meng Yanshen closed his eyes.

With eyes closed, hearing is more sensitive.

Although the man walked lightly, he could still hear the approaching footsteps and the shallow breathing until he reached the bedside.

The man seemed to bend down, trying to see if he had been woken up. Meng Yan could smell the fresh scent of shower gel on the young man's body as he took a deep breath, which was surprisingly captivating at night.

Then, Meng Yanshen felt that something was put down next to him, presumably it was the pillow, and after a while, one side of the quilt was gently lifted, and then the man lay down next to him, a series of movements, sneaky and smooth , I don’t know, I thought the boy had climbed on the bed many times.

Meng Yanshen still slept with his eyes closed, but he couldn't ignore the scorching gaze from the side, which made him feel hot.

After a long time, a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible came from beside him, "Dear Lao Meng, good night!"

I don't know how long it took until the sound of even breathing came from around him. In the darkness, Meng Yanshen's eyes were opened with clarity.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he could see the blurred facial contours of the young man beside him, who was not close at hand. When he breathed, it seemed that the breaths of the two were entwined. It was obvious that one was passionate and the other was cold. Like frost, intertwined, but unexpectedly harmonious.

The boy melted Meng Yanshen's icy shell with his fiery heat.

Meng Yan thought deeply, he should kick the young man out, obviously he had already agreed before, obviously he has a cleanliness habit, has a relatively strong sense of private comprehension, and is not used to others entering his room, but looking at the sleeping face of the young man, he felt Nothing could be done to wake him up.

After a long time, Meng Yanshen sighed silently, that's all, let him sleep, and treat it as the reward for the meal he cooked tonight.

But in the next second, the young man beside him turned over and faced him. Then, he skillfully hugged Meng Yanshen into his arms, hugged him with one hand, and put the other on Meng Yanshen's waist.

Meng Yanshen:! ?

Meng Yanshen thought he had woken up, but on the top of his head, the man was still breathing evenly, obviously not waking up, and after hugging him like this, the boy didn't move anymore, as if he finally felt relieved and could sleep well I feel it.

Meng Yanshen's body was stiff in his arms, his hand rested on the boy's chest, and he was still subconsciously about to push him away, but after pushing twice, the boy was still groping to hold him in his sleep. Deeply give up.

He could only tell himself that both of them "sleeped" that way for one night, and they didn't care about such contact.

In Qi Jing's arms, Meng Yan opened his eyes deeply, his eyes were helpless.

That's all, let's just make it through the night.

Meng Yanshen thought that he, who had been used to sleeping alone for decades, would definitely not be able to fall asleep, so he closed his eyes soon after thinking about it.

Probably, some people, even if they change time and space, even if they lose their memory, the familiar temperature and the heart that clings to each other will not change.

At half past 06:30 the next day, Meng Yanshen woke up according to his biological clock. He turned his head and looked beside him. The figure of that person was no longer there. I know it's not a dream.

"Yan Shen, you're up, come down, I've already made breakfast." Qi Jing took off his apron while talking.

The young man was wearing a loose sweater and trousers. His ink-colored hair was soft and soft, and his peach blossom eyes were smiling, full of youth. The blue and white plaid apron was tied on him, which unexpectedly matched it.

Meng Yanshen swept the breakfast on the dining table and said "Yes".

While eating breakfast, Qi Jing's eyes flicked to Meng Yanshen who was drinking porridge with downcast eyes from time to time.

The expression was calm, as usual, it seemed that he hadn't noticed it.

Yesterday, with a twitch of his brain, he snuck into Meng Yanshen's room with his pillow in his arms, climbed into his bed, and shared the same bed with him.

He was afraid of waking Meng Yanshen up, so he planned to sleep peacefully on the side, and he would go back to his room when he woke up earlier than Meng Yanshen in the morning.

He never thought that he woke up early, but when he woke up and saw that scene, he was scared to death.

He actually held Meng Yanshen in his arms and fell asleep. Although it felt good, he could almost predict that if Meng Yanshen found out, the lightest punishment would be to be kicked out of the villa.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly escaped from the room, walked a few steps, and then came back to rearrange Meng Yanshen's quilt.

He got out of the room smoothly, but he was still apprehensive. He was absent-minded even while making breakfast, and looked in the direction of Meng Yanshen's room from time to time.

Now, looking at Meng Yanshen's appearance as before, and he was not held accountable, it seems that his behavior last night was not discovered.

Qi Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, unexpectedly, Meng Yan was still quite dead in his deep sleep.

After breakfast, Qi Jing tidied up and prepared to go to the company with Meng Yanshen, which was agreed between the two yesterday.

At school, because of his dubbing ability, he no longer needs to go to class. In addition, he has signed a contract with Music String Entertainment, and he will go there sooner or later. It just so happens that he can take care of his family while working. Meng this pregnant husband.

After Meng Yanshen became pregnant with the cub, Qi Jing forbade Meng Yanshen to drive by himself, at least not when he was around.

At this time, he was sitting in the driver's seat, starting the car, and Meng Yanshen was sitting in the passenger seat.

Meng Yanshen's car is a low-key and expensive black Maybach. Like his people, he doesn't like publicity.

The car drove slowly, and Meng Yanshen received a call over there.

When Meng Yan saw the name of the person in the note, Meng Yan's face was a little cold.

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