I have special whitewashing skills [Quick Transmigration]

Ze, raised his hand before he finished speaking.

Meng Ziqian, who was about to turn around and call for someone to deal with him, felt that the person beside him who had been silent all this time raised his small hand and grabbed him suddenly.

The tense and wet palms were as soft as boneless, and the delicate touch was as warm as jade.

Just when Meng Ziqian's perception stayed here, he felt that the person who had been silent all this time suddenly raised his head, those already beautiful eyes, as if they had just been baptized by clear water, were so moist and beautiful that it was unbelievable.

"No...no...no need."

After saying these words, she bit her lower lip, Chu Xinze looked away shyly, with a flushed little face, Nana whispered: "...only... if brother prepares... I like all of them."

As long as it is prepared by my brother, I like it.

A few very ordinary words, but I don’t know if it’s because of the trembling. Like a light and slow leaf, it quietly fell into the already itchy heart. With the dots of the water pattern, it seemed to ripple. .

The eyes of the person in the eyes are water-colored, and the pink lips are bitten and seductive. This seductive style, on such a pure little face like a lotus, shows a different kind of youthful temptation.

Just like the apples from the tree of knowing good and evil, exuding a subtle fragrance, even if they know it is taboo, people can't help but want to pick it off and take a bite to see if it is really as imagined. as sweet as it is.

Unconsciously, Meng Ziqian suddenly remembered the charming and ambiguous scenes that had been staged in front of his eyes from time to time in the hospital for just a month.

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"……elder brother?"

A dubious voice came into his ears, interrupting Meng Ziqian's thoughts, suppressing the desire quietly rising in his chest, the first thing he saw when he came back to his senses was the young man in front of him looking at him, his beautiful eyes full of worry.

And when he looked at him, there seemed to be stars in those eyes, "brother, are you okay?"

The eyes are pure and innocent, not even a little bit charming.

Perhaps it was because it was too clean, too pure, too flawless, so it was easier to evoke the deepest, darkest darkness in his heart, which had never been revealed in front of others.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but in reality, it was only in the blink of an eye, Meng Ziqian said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Ozawa changes clothes first, brother has not seen other appearances of Ozawa."

Chu Xinze blushed slightly, and nodded shyly. Looking at the cute face with her head bowed and shy, Meng Ziqian's eyes were dark and deep.

The door was closed, Chu Xinze turned and walked to the bathroom, passed by the bookshelf, and when he caught a glimpse of an old-fashioned romantic novel on it that was never seen again, the playful smile in his eyes flashed away, and even his lips They all raised a tiny arc insignificantly.

Is this an admission of defeat in disguise?Out of sight, out of mind, I can't remember the fear of being dominated by ancient novels every day in the hospital.

In the bathroom, standing in front of a dense bath mirror, Chu Xinze raised his hand to wipe off the steam-covered and foggy mirror, and a delicate and flower-like face was reflected in the mirror.

The eyes are long but not thin, and the size is moderate. The pupil color is light brown, and the dense water vapor makes it look inoffensive. The face that is already too soft, because these eyes are more cute.

Suddenly, the cute and harmless face in the mirror changed.

A bright light suddenly shot out from those soft eyes, like bright torches protruding from the darkness, it should be scalding heat, but the coldness in there made it closer to a handful of ice, the relationship between ice and fire Intertwined, extremely contradictory.

The timid color has faded away, the soft coat has been removed, the face in the mirror is clearly still the same face, but the temperament is completely opposite, this is Mo Yan.

As soon as he stepped into the house just now, Chu Xinze had the illusion that he was being watched. It was almost unnecessary for him to guess that it must be Meng Ziqian who secretly installed a pinhole camera to monitor his every move in private. Finding him is Mo Yan's evidence.

It's just that Chu Xinze really doesn't understand why Meng Ziqian is so stubborn in linking the two of them together.

Touching his own face, it was somewhat similar to Mo Yan's.

Is it really like what T91 said, because he is a BUG?

No, there must be something he didn't notice. There must be a secret in Meng Ziqian, but what kind of secret is that?

After looking at the person in the mirror for a while, Chu Xinze didn't think of anything.

Forget it, anyway, he has entered the room anyway, and he doesn't believe that he can't find this secret. As for the most important thing now, of course, is to settle in that heart.

Thinking of this, the light in the eyes was restrained and softened little by little, and the fierce temperament was wrapped inside, and the person in the mirror changed back to the cute and harmless appearance he had seen at the beginning with time.

Docile black hair, soft voice, innocent expression paired with a woman's dress, such a scene is indeed pure and lustful.

Thinking of the psychological hint that the man outside gave him in the hospital to choose one or the other, and the dark and ambiguous eyes that seemed to be there recently, Chu Xinze stretched out his white fingers, and gently slid and pulled the person in the mirror, Her lips, which had been smoked by the steam, became more and more beautiful. Her expression was clearly pure and ignorant, but her movements were charming.

Since you want to play hints and captive breeding, let's see who we hint and who raises who.

……

As soon as he arrived at the living room, Meng Ziqian's cell phone rang, and the caller was from a familiar number.

"Professor Meng, the young master wants to see you today."

Hearing the words from the other end of the phone, Meng Ziqian frowned almost subconsciously, and his face quickly flashed with impatience, but the words he said were still gentle, "Recently, I have been very busy with experiments, and I have to wait for a few days. I'm going to the hospital."

"I...we've already said that."

At this point, the doctor said with cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "The young master said... If you don't come to see him today...he...he..."

After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva repeatedly, he said, "...he just jumped out of the window."

Meng Ziqian's expression darkened suddenly, and he threatened him!

Feeling the silence on the other side, the doctor didn't dare to utter another word, for fear that if something happened, he would be the one who was innocently blamed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... A whole half a minute passed, and the doctor was dripping with cold sweat.

"I'll find time to go there later."

Hearing this, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Okay, I'll tell the young master right away."

The phone was hung up, and Meng Ziqian, who was holding a mobile phone on the sofa in the living room, had cold eyes rolling with emotion.

In the past few years, in order to obtain all kinds of data smoothly, he has been following Bai Zhifei and giving him too much indulgence, so much so that he feels so proud that he has enough capital to threaten him.

Maybe he did have a bit of arrogance in the past, after all, he is Bai Lang's younger brother, the only one who owes Bai Lang a guilty conscience, but now...

In the slightly drooping eyes, jokes and ice-coldness flashed one by one, very ironic.

"elder brother……"

The familiar voice interrupted Meng Ziqian's thinking, he restrained all the cold emotions in his eyes, and with his usual gentleness, he turned his head sideways.

The young man is wearing a black and white lace dress, his shiny black hair has just been washed, and it will be half-dry and scattered on his thin shoulders, and the shiny black hair lining the swan neck that is dyed red because of being soaked in water vapor , The fragile ones seem to break when they are folded.

The slightly wet glazed eyes are exposed in the air, or because of uneasiness, the fan-like eyelashes are trembling like the wings of a butterfly, and the small face is full of healthy tender powder, just one look is enough to make people soft to the tip of their hearts.

Staring blankly at the people not far away, Meng Ziqian lost his mind for a moment.

It's not that he has never seen a man wear women's clothes in reverse, but no one has ever been able to wear women's clothes so cleanly and comfortably.

The temperament in front of him is as clean as paper, mixed with the tranquility of the years, like a peerless and independent lily.

This kind of pureness without any filth from top to bottom, without any offensive power, always makes people subconsciously calm their body and mind, and subconsciously relax their vigilance.

Meng Ziqian suddenly understood why he was always so easily drawn out of his deepest dark emotions for more than a month.

When he crawled back from that devastated and hopeless world, his whole body was already completely black, and he couldn't see any light at all, but this person was so pure and dazzling.

People say that white and black are two extreme opposites, but they don’t know that there is black and there is white in this world, just like there is light and there is darkness, the two have the same origin from the beginning.

Unconsciously, the eyes softened, the voice softened, and there seemed to be endless indulgence in desperation, "I don't even dry my hair..."

Get up, walk to the person, pull the somewhat cramped person to sit on the sofa, fetch the hair dryer, let the person lie on his lap, and help him blow the long hair that is stained with water vapor.

The powerful five fingers penetrated the soft hair, attached to the scalp, and fell smoothly. Compared with the rough or frizzy touch of others, the long hair floating between the fingers is soft and smooth, like some kind of well-behaved and harmless A small animal with a well-maintained smooth coat.

This touch is enough to make any perfectionist addicted.

So much so that Meng Ziqian couldn't help thinking, no wonder so many people like to suck cats.

It's just that compared to smoking cats, he feels that the cat in front of him is more exciting to him.

The young man is obediently lying on his lap, with a slender body under his black shoulder-length hair. His back is soaked in moisture, revealing a pair of beautiful butterfly bones. His two arms are lightly folded under his chin, and his elbows rest on the fabric sofa. , highlighting the vulnerability.

He is lying on his stomach quietly at the moment, like a cat enjoying the caress of its master, its appearance is exquisite and well-behaved, making people wish to be spoiled by the apex of their hearts, and if there is a tail, it must be flicking and flicking at the moment It's so uncomfortable to throw it away.

In the living room in the afternoon, quiet and peaceful