It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

In fact, Li Lin had noticed Song Heming a long time ago.

At that time, the boy was standing on the side of the road handing out leaflets.

The scar on his forehead was starting to fade, but the imprint was still visible, and his body had grown thinner, making him look malnourished.

Li Lin asked the driver to stop directly.

He was sitting on the car seat, his eyes were always on Song Heming.

There seemed to be unresolved sorrow on the brows of the young man, but as long as someone took the flyer in his hand, he would say thank you softly.

It can be said that as long as he is there, the people around him will become a foil.

Song Heming stood beside the car.

He didn't seem to have expected that he would meet Li Lin here. He stared blankly at Li Lin, and after a while, he lowered his head and whispered, "There's nothing I need to help."

System: "Eh?? You don't want to be with the male lead..."

"Don't talk yet, dear." Song Heming finished speaking in his mind, raised his head, and glanced at Li Lin cautiously.

Although he also really wanted to invite Li Lin to post directly, but obviously, Li Lin didn't like that one.

If you want to get what you want, you have to pay a price.

For this point, Song Heming still agrees very much.

Li Lin said: "If you don't dislike it, you can live in my house."

Song Heming's face turned pale, and he looked up at Li Lin.

His eyes seemed to be asking, how did Li Lin know that he had no place to live.

"The clothes on your body have not been changed for several days, and there is still mud on the trouser legs. It can be seen that you have not had a good life recently." Li Lin said lightly, and invited again, "Would you like it? I don't care about you." What malice."

Song Heming hesitated for a while, glanced at Li Lin's face, and nodded slightly.

Li Lin opened the car door neatly, and after Song Heming sat in, he ordered, "Go home."

The driver in front paused with his hands, as if hesitating, but finally heeded Li Lin's order.

Li Lin lives in a complex of villas near the suburbs.

The scenery here is beautiful, with mountains and water, relatively, it is also sparsely populated.

Song Heming sat in the car, very restrained, sitting upright from the beginning to the end, like a primary school student in class, and he didn't even dare to lean his back on the armchair.

Li Lin frowned slightly: "You don't have to restrain yourself."

Song Heming showed a slightly embarrassed expression and nodded, but he still didn't relax much.

Seeing this, Li Lin didn't make any more demands.

When he arrived at the villa where Li Lin was, Song Heming opened his mouth slightly when he saw the villa standing not far away.

It has to be said that the place where Li Lin lives is very large.

The yard in front of the villa is similar to the square where the flag is raised in front of Tiananmen Square. The flowers and trees inside are trimmed like Suzhou gardens.

The building behind is in European style, with a combination of white and gold, just short of writing a few big words 'I'm rich' on the building.

Song Heming hadn't read many novels before, most of them were fantasy genres, and occasionally watched a little e-sports, but those novels had one thing in common: from the very beginning, the hero's life was very unsatisfactory, which can be said to be an underestimation of life, but But I didn't expect that the hero of this novel is so rich...

This kind of article is the pinnacle of life from the beginning, does anyone really read it?

Song Heming couldn't help being suspicious, and asked in his heart: "What kind of novels are these novels I traveled through?"

"It is a novel specially provided by Jinjiang Literature Network."

"Jinjiang? What kind of website is that?"

"...a very well-known female-to-literary website..."

women to...

Song Heming really hadn't read any women-oriented articles.

He nodded slightly, and instead of continuing to ask the system, he looked at Li Lin frequently.

Li Lin got out of the car and got into a wheelchair.

With a calm expression, he was pushed forward by a bodyguard: "There are still some clothes left by others in the guest room on the second floor. Can you wear them first?"

"I..." Song Heming stopped, hesitantly.

"how?"

"I don't know how to repay you...I don't know anything." After Song Heming said this, he lowered his head slightly, looking a little lonely.

Li Lin said lightly: "You have what I want in you."

"Really?" Song Heming's eyes lit up.

"Well, go in later, I'll tell you." Li Lin said, turning his head away, and the bodyguard pushed Li Lin forward very consciously.

Song Heming obediently followed behind Li Lin.

At this moment, he had no idea what Li Lin was about to say to him, but Li Lin's behavior made Song Heming suddenly feel his mood soar.

He followed behind Li Lin, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

After his parents left, there was no one around him who cared about him. At this moment, one finally appeared, and he couldn't help but want to get close to Li Lin... Even though he didn't know Li Lin's identity, but for the person at this time To him, none of that matters.

He desperately wanted to find someone to warm himself.

After entering the villa, Song Heming also let go a little bit, and couldn't help but let out an admiration.

Li Lin's home can really be called magnificent.

Any of the decorations here are very luxurious, Song Heming didn't even dare to touch around, for fear of breaking something.

He was taken directly to the room on the second floor and changed into a suit of clothes.

After all, it belonged to another person, and it looked a little loose when worn on him.

He went downstairs and saw Li Lin in the living room at a glance.

Song Heming walked up to Li Lin.

Li Lin chuckled and took Song Heming's hand.

Song Heming blinked his eyes.

Song Heming: "Hey, the hero has calluses on his hands."

"Yes, the hero has experienced many setbacks before!" the system said, "He was very pitiful when he was young!"

Song Heming didn't care about what the system said, but went on to say, "Well, it should be quite cool to be stroked."

System: "..." _(:з"∠)_What is going on with this host!

Song Heming was thinking wildly in his mind, and was taken to the sofa.

Two girls in maid outfits who looked to be in their 20s came over and put two cups of freshly brewed tea in front of them.

Song Heming couldn't help but take another look at one of the little girls.

Li Lin: "Like it?"

"No, no, I'm just... a little curious." Song Heming blushed.

Li Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

The two maids didn't look at Song Heming, but left directly. Not long after, another girl came over and put a contract in front of Song Heming.

Song Heming looked blankly at the contract in front of him.

"If you agree, just sign your name." Li Lin picked up the teacup in front of him and sipped it slowly.

Song Heming took the contract in his hand and opened it.

The above content is very simple, even Song Heming, who has just graduated, can understand it.

——This is a nurturing agreement.

During the three years of the agreement, Song Heming will be taken care of by Li Lin.

Li Lin provides Song Heming with school and daily living expenses to meet Song Heming's financial needs, and Song Heming will live in this villa to satisfy Li Lin's desires on a regular basis.

Song Heming's hand shook slightly.

He lowered his head and stopped looking at Li Lin.

Tears accumulated unconsciously in his eyes.

When he heard what Li Lin said on the street, Song Heming really thought that Li Lin just wanted to help him, but he didn't expect that things would turn out like this...

Li Lin moved the wheelchair and walked up to Song Heming: "Sorry."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Song Heming into his arms and asked, "Do you hate me like this?"

Song Heming didn't react at all, he looked at Li Lin blankly, not knowing what Li Lin wanted to do.

Seeing that Song Heming didn't speak, Li Lin paused. He pulled Song Heming away slightly, then stood up, and directly pushed Song Heming down on the sofa.

He approached Song Heming's cheek, sprayed his breath on Song Heming's face, and asked, "Can I kiss you?"

Song Heming's eyelashes trembled slightly.

There was a trace of self-abandonment on his face, and in the end he kissed Li Lin's lips without waiting for Li Lin to make a move.

System: "Ahhhh!"

"..." Song Heming originally wanted to have a long French kiss, but when he heard the system screaming in his head, he finally just kissed Li Lin like a superficial touch, and left quickly.

His cheeks were red, especially his ears, and he turned his head after the kiss, as if facing him without saying a word.

Li Lin chuckled, and pinched Song Heming's earlobe with his fingers.

Song Heming said softly: "Don't... by the way, your legs..."

"It was almost healed, but the doctor said it's better not to stand for a long time."

Li Lin explained, stroking Song Heming's cheek with his hand, his eyes slid over Song Heming's shiny lips, and then he approached suddenly, his tongue thrusting straight in.

After all, it was Song Heming's first time and lacked experience.

He raised his head and shrank back as if he couldn't bear it.

Li Lin's tongue slid across Song Heming's mouth, as if announcing his territory, licking every inch carefully.

He sucked Song Heming's tongue, and squeezed Song Heming's waist with one hand.

"Oh!" Song Heming's waist was very sensitive, and he straightened his body and let out a soft hum when he was touched.

Li Lin rested his head on Song Heming's forehead, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Little guy...your body is so unexpectedly honest...well, get up quickly and take a shower, I'll wait Let me take you to dinner." He said, and patted Song Heming's buttocks.

Song Heming was very embarrassed, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at Li Lin at all. After asking about the location of the bathroom, he rushed straight over.

After taking off the clothes on his body, and the hot water fell from the shower, Song Heming breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the bulging thing under him, and shrugged helplessly.

"No way, your mother doesn't want to love you. It seems that I have to take the initiative to attack at night."

System: "...I will be away for a while."

"Hey, don't come back within two hours."