Wearing a little crying bag as a paranoid villain [Transmigration Book]

Yan Mengsheng drove to an open place, extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette, and the wisps of smoke formed into a line, and finally disappeared.

It's very windy here, and the cool wind blowing just enough to wake people up, he kept thinking why he was running away, what was he afraid of?

One's own shrinking is tantamount to surrendering him to others.

Yan Mengsheng blew the cool breeze for a long time, and when it was very cold at night, he called Chu Xuan.

He seemed to use all his strength to ask, "Where are you?"

Chu Xuan's youthful voice came from the other end, "Brother, I'm at home."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Mengsheng drove home. On the way, he felt that he was extremely sober, only his fingers holding the keyboard were firmly locked.

After returning home, seeing Chu Xuan who was holding a fruit plate on the sofa and eating fruit with a smile, he almost lost all his sanity in contemplating outside, but he tried his best to suppress it, sat down on the sofa calmly, took off his Take off your coat.

Everything was eerily quiet.

Chu Xuan took a bite of strawberries, looked at the man with a wooden face, and asked softly, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Yan Mengsheng glanced at him indifferently, and his voice was even more indifferent, "No."

Chu Xuan withdrew his gaze, ate another strawberry, and stopped talking to him. Seeing his dull and indifferent appearance, it must be a sign of bad mood.

Yan Mengsheng waited and waited, but found that there was no sound, and the boy beside him was watching TV vigorously, and was even more annoyed.In the end, after struggling for a long time, she pursed her beautiful lips and said, "Someone saw you being confessed by a man."

Use affirmative sentences instead of interrogative sentences.

Chu Xuan was taken aback, the half-bitten strawberry almost didn't fall off, the expression on his face was shocked at first, and then became flat, "I didn't want to say it at first."

Yan Mengsheng looked at Chu Xuan, "Do you agree?" After finishing speaking, he waited quietly for his next sentence.

Chu Xuan tilted his head, Yan Mengsheng's heart had already started to sink, and the feeling of falling into the air tightened his heartstrings, and even the heartbeat in his chest seemed to be magnified several times, as if he was facing an enemy.

Chu Xuan took out the toilet paper and wiped his hands, and said, "Of course I didn't agree."

At this moment, Yan Mengsheng's brows and eyes were stained with joy, and the sullenness in his chest was completely dissipated, and the beautiful lips lined with a light but joyful arc.

Chu Xuan looked at the unpredictable Yan Mengsheng, frowned and asked in doubt: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Mengsheng's expression was unprecedentedly relaxed. The pressure on his facial features turned into a visible smile. He stood up from the sofa and spread his hands. Only his indifferent voice could tell that this person didn't run away.

"Happy today." Yan Mengsheng walked on the floor, looked down at the floor, poked it with his foot, and said with a slight smile in his voice, "Look, the floor is so clean and smooth."

At this time, a maid just took out a mop to mop the floor, but she was stunned on the spot after hearing Yan Mengsheng's words, not knowing what to do.

Chu Xuan: "..."

Yan Mengsheng looked out through the glass window again, his slender fingers resting on his lower lip, then he put his hand down quickly, half-closed his amorous eyes, his sideways face was a little careless, "The weather is really good today too. "

Everyone in the room looked out of the window, and there was a gloomy flash of light outside the window that split the sky, and a strong wind blew open the half-closed window, and the strong wind blew into the house.

Chu Xuan: "..."

The servants all looked at Yan Mengsheng in horror.

Even when he was lying on the bed at night, Yan Mengsheng's lips were smiling.

A certain person was still in a good mood the next day. He glanced at the date on his phone and thought that he should also prepare to go back to China to handle some company affairs.

Stepping on the stairs and going downstairs, Chu Xuan's mobile phone was placed on the table, and he didn't know where he went. As soon as Yan Mengsheng sat on the sofa, he saw the screen of the mobile phone on the table light up suddenly, and a series of unfamiliar messages were displayed on the screen. Number, Yan Mengsheng picked up the phone, looked around, saw no figure of Chu Xuan, and pressed the answer button.

He didn't speak, and listened quietly to the voice from the other end, it was a very immature boyish voice.

"Jiang...Jiang Xuan, can I chat with you? When you were my front desk, I liked you a little bit. I liked you for a year. Now that I graduated from high school, I wonder if you can give me a chance... "

Before the man finished speaking, Yan Mengsheng hung up with a cold face.

The other end looked at the hung up phone in a daze, but didn't say a word.

Chu Xuan, who came down from upstairs, took something down, and unintentionally glanced at Yan Mengsheng who was standing in front of the sofa, the corners of his mouth were pressed down in displeasure, and his brows and eyes, which were not very soft, became even more indifferent at this time.

Seeing Yan Mengsheng put his phone back on the table, before Chu Xuan could ask, Yan Mengsheng spoke first.

"Harassing phone calls."

Chu Xuan: "Oh." After the words fell, he put the things in his hands aside.

Yan Mengsheng sat down on the corner of the sofa with a sullen face, his gloomy eyes were full of depression, and he tapped a few words with his white fingertips. After the text message was sent, his gaze was fixed on Chu Xuan's back.

Why are both of them interested in him?

He has never known what a sense of crisis is since he was a child, and this is the first time he has a sense of crisis.

——The feeling that Xiao Xuan will be hooked up by others when he grows up.

As soon as this kind of thought came out, the depression in his heart became heavier, and this disturbing thought kept haunting him, and he was depressed all day, until he picked up his coat and left Yan's house near the evening.

a bar.

The bar was full of lights, and the flickering lights almost confused the people inside. Yan Mengsheng was sitting in an inconspicuous place drinking wine. The glass seemed to be colorless, but in fact it was like strong wine, and it was a little spicy in the throat.

The exaggerated people inside made Yan Mengsheng, who was sitting there quietly, very obvious, and soon a woman walked towards him with a wine glass.

The bright and dazzling lights can make people notice the handsome man in the corner.

Yan Mengsheng took a sip of the wine in his glass, but his thoughts were still confused.

Although he really didn't want to admit that he was too possessive of that child, and would be jealous when he was confessed, but now it was indeed a fact.

——Is he going to break the original balance between the brothers?Will he hate himself after breaking it?

——If he doesn't like himself.

— Let’s restrain ourselves.

"Handsome guy, would you like a drink?" The woman flirted with him to strike up a conversation.

Yan Mengsheng didn't even look at her, the indifferent voice was especially clear in this chaotic space, the woman saw that the other person had no thoughts at all, so she turned her gaze to the next person.

One glass of spirits can often make people who are not familiar with alcohol drunk, but Yan Mengsheng has already drank three glasses, and the flickering lights can't even see a little strangeness on his face.

In fact, this wine is famous for its strong stamina, Yan Mengsheng also knew it, so he didn't drink too much, and got up and prepared to go back after he used the strong wine to relieve his worries.

Until the driver sent him back to Yan's house, Yan Mengsheng's mind was full of "restraint, restraint".

As soon as he got out of the car, the aftertaste of the wine slowly picked up, and a faint pink color floated on his fair and handsome face. He blew the wind on the pillar for a while, and walked in after he calmed down a bit.

In the room, Chu Xuan was wearing summer pajamas, lying on the bed and watching a movie in the dark, with his legs crossed and shaking occasionally.

There was still a bucket of popcorn on Chu Xuan's bed, and he wanted to watch a movie before going to sleep on the bed to fall asleep. After watching half of the movie, he was a little sleepy. After washing up, he went back to the room to prepare for sleep.

In the half-asleep state, I vaguely heard voices coming from the first floor, and then lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

Chu Xuan likes to turn on the warm-colored desk lamp when he sleeps. This is also the sequelae of fear of the dark caused by falling into the woods.

Suddenly the lights in the room came on, and Chu Xuan was dazzled by a burst of strong light. He frowned for a long time before opening his eyes, looking at the man standing at his door with a stern face.

Chu Xuan sat up slowly, thinking that something had happened, rubbing his tired eyes, the sound of calling brother was a little sleepy and protracted, lazily like a kitten: "Brother...? What's the matter?" ?”

His voice was a little hoarse after being woken up.

Yan Mengsheng looked at Chu Xuan who was "in his own room", his soft tone of waking up, and the appearance of swaggeringly lying on "his own bed".

The "restraint" I have been insisting on is like a flood bursting at this moment, and I can't think or calm down at all.

Chu Xuan rubbed his eyes and couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly. When he heard the sound of closing the door, he thought that Yan Mengsheng had gone to the wrong room and closed the door, but when he let go of the hand covering his eyes, he found that Yan Mengsheng had already taken off his coat. Walking to his bed, those eyes were darker than ink, and they just looked straight at him.

Chu Xuan was shocked, drowsiness had completely disappeared, and when he smelled the strong smell of alcohol, his eyelids twitched, probably nothing good would happen.

Chu Xuan: "This is my room, brother, you went wrong..." He pointed to the color of the quilt, his eyes met Yan Mengsheng, "See the color of the quilt clearly."

Smelling the smell of alcohol, Chu Xuan couldn't help but frowned and said: "Drink so much wine, I'll ask someone to cook you some hangover soup." Taking the phone and checking the time, it was just after twelve o'clock. Too many, just when I was about to get up, I was pushed back.

Chu Xuan: "..."

Chu Xuan was pressed on the bed by Yan Mengsheng, and his wrists were tightly bound to both sides by him. Yan Mengsheng's body was completely attached to him, because the two of them were very close, and the smell of alcohol could not be stronger. Chu Xuan With her beautiful eyes open, she was a little flustered, her heart was beating wildly, and she didn't know how to deal with Yan Mengsheng like this.

Chu Xuan's wrist was pinched by him, and he struggled for a while, but was squeezed even tighter.

Looking at the boy below, Yan Mengsheng felt the struggle in his hands, and easily trapped the boy's wrists with only one hand, and pressed his hand firmly on his head.

Because the pajamas are loose and short, the hands are raised above the head, directly revealing Chu Xuan's white and shiny waist, without a trace of fat, as if it can be held with one hand, Yan Mengsheng's eyes are a little bit Blushing insanely.

Yan Mengsheng's gaze moved upwards slowly, and finally fell on Chu Xuan's delicate and alluring collarbone.

Noticing the abnormal gaze of the person on his body, Chu Xuan stretched out his leg to kick him, but was caught by Yan Mengsheng's leg, there was no way out this time.

"Are you sick?" Chu Xuan didn't know whether he was shy or angry, his ears turned red, his chest heaved rapidly, and he asked loudly.

Yan Mengsheng lowered his gaze, and raised his slightly raised eyes again, but usually they were filled with coldness, but this time they were full of abnormal evil and willful willfulness.

"I've been sick for a long time."

— still very sick.