Me and the villain's CP exploded [Transmigration Book]

Pierre: "I can't stop what should come."

Peel: "Don't be sad."

Pierre: "Congratulations, you're going green."

Mr. Pi:? ? ?

The man who was working in the study frowned, moved his fingers slightly, and was about to say something when Peel sent a photo.

The decorated hall is very emotional. Two men are sitting on a moon-white wooden chair. One is wearing a short apron, looking sideways to the left, and is pouring wine. It seems to be a waiter. The other on the left does not need to look. He can recognize the face and back turned into ashes.

Shen Qing.

Anyone who sees this photo knows that the two people have a very harmonious atmosphere and have a good conversation.

Look at how those eyes are bent.

The man tugged on his tie, his eyes darkened.

"Who is the boss of this place?"

"...What are you asking this for?"

"complaint."

The employees of his family harassed customers during working hours and failed to meet the standards that employees should do. He reminded him.

Peel got it.

This elbow has to go to the Western Pacific Ocean, "Aren't you supposed to care about my sister-in-law?"

The man loosened his tie again, his lips sharpened, and told himself, "I trust him."

If there is a problem, it is not Shen Qing who has the problem.

Peel hehe.

the man.

He took another picture, this picture Shen Qing seemed to be writing something on the table, the waiter was full of surprise, his head was almost on Shen Qing's face.

"The problem is that my sister-in-law is drunk."

The man's face changed, "What did you say?"

"I said, my sister-in-law is drunk."

"Drank a few glasses of wine."

"I guess I'm going to go crazy with alcohol soon."

"..."

President Pi thought of the way Shen Qing would tiptoe up to kiss after he was drunk, his face cracked, his composure collapsed in an instant, and he stood up abruptly from his seat.

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Pierre put down his phone, thought of his brother's expression now, heaved a sigh of relief, and was no longer in a hurry, took the skewers to his seat and started to eat leisurely.

After the broken pot was broken, it was still so cool.

Anyway, you can't run away with a beating, why don't you be happy before getting beaten?

Shen Qing was still conscious, it wasn't as bad as he imagined, Pierre pulled off his mask, picked out a few spicy skewers, licked his lips and bit them.

"Is this a fan?"

"Ah."

"Recognized?"

Shen Qing groaned, shook his head and did not reply, the waiter smiled brightly, and answered for him, "Yes, our whole family likes Teacher Shen's songs, and his voice is unique."

"I didn't expect to meet Teacher Shen here. I'm so lucky."

Shen Qing's signature is now over a thousand per sheet.

Pierre: Okay.

He took another bite of the skewers and smiled, "Is the sign ready?"

Huh?There seems to be something wrong with this smile.

The waiter touched his nose, a little embarrassed, did he think too much?

There was only the rustling of signatures on the table.

Shen Qing didn't know what he was writing, who was he going to sign it for?

Wang Mao?Or Wang Riyue?

Shen Qing rubbed his forehead in a daze, and pushed the signature over, "Okay."

The waiter was excited, "So fast?"

He kept saying thanks.

Shen Qing's gaze was attracted by the sound source of Ba Ba Ba.

This lip shape doesn't look good.It’s a little too thick, if it’s a little thinner than this, it’s more angular, redder in color, and it’s not angry when you press it up... The shape of a pair of lips appeared in his mind——

Shen Qing slapped himself, startled by the exposed face.

Isn't that Pi Wujin's face?

No, I can't stay here anymore.

Shen Qing stood up and waved at Pier, while staring at the waiter to brainwash himself, thick lips are better, people with thin lips are unfeeling, thicker is better, and it is easier to eat...

Yes, that's right.

He must learn to appreciate the beauty of thick lips.

Pierre didn't know what Shen Qing was thinking, he ate the last bite of Chuan Chuan'er's meat, and threw the stick into the trash can, "Finally leaving?"

He heaved a sigh of relief, watched Shen Qing stand up unsteadily, took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, "Then I'll go out - be careful!"

Waiter: "Teacher Shen!"

Shen Qing tripped over the leg of the table, and fell nose-down, Pierre and the waiter rushed over in a panic.

The waiter got close and grabbed Shen Qing's arm. Shen Qing shook, hit his head on the waiter's shoulder, and supported it with his hands.

"..."

Just at this moment, a gloomy and angry male voice sounded, "What are you doing?!"

Peel looked up, his brother was standing at the door, his face was as dark as Bao Gong's, and the majestic anger rushed to his face.

Peel glanced at the two people over there. His sister-in-law's head hit the young man's shoulder, and her hand was still on his arm. No matter how you looked at it, it was full of romance.

Pierre: "...Fuck!"

How could it be such a coincidence? ? ?

Pierre took two steps back quietly.

The intrusive aura made the few people sitting by the door restless. When they turned their heads to see the person coming, they took a breath and calmed down unconsciously. They straightened their backs and dared not speak.

Pi, Mr. Pi? !

There was a dead silence nearby.

The waiter with the most focused eyes was targeted the worst. Almost immediately, the waiter stepped back three meters, his calves were shaking, and he surrendered his hands to show his innocence.

Don't get me wrong!

I just want an autograph to make some extra money, nothing else!

The man takes a step closer, the waiter takes a step back.

Mr. Pi took Shen Qing's arm, took him into his arms, gave the young man a cold look, and called to Pi Er, "Still leaving?!"

Pierre took two steps back stealthily and followed.

The anger is so big and scary.

"..."

After they left, the place became noisy again, and everyone was humming and talking.

"As expected of my father, I was too scared to speak."

"It turns out that there really is momentum, and it's not just written in the novel... It's so fucking scary."

"It was President Pi just now, so the one in his arms is Shen Qing?"

"It's pretty obvious. Pierre is behind. Could it be that the barbeque in the clubhouse is so famous?"

The waiter heard someone ask, "Is Pi always misunderstood?"

Someone replied: "Misunderstanding is not necessarily, jealousy is definitely."

"Isn't the waiter—"

Feeling the gazes from all around, the waiter was frightened to death, tears burst into tears, I am not a rival in love!I really just want to make some extra money!

Trust me, I'm not worth your jealousy!

—

The waiter was sad, and Pierre was equally sad. His brother's eyes were stabbed at him one after another. If he hadn't been holding his sister-in-law in his arms and couldn't make time, he would have been on the chopping board long ago.

It's too awful.

Pierre's vigor of smashing pots and jars disappeared quietly, and his whole body was full of Congxin, wishing that he didn't exist.

Fortunately, President Pi didn't have time to talk to him.

Shen Qing was not affected, leaned on President Pi's shoulder and hiccupped, his legs dangled for a long time, the heat made him unable to help pulling his buttons.

Mr. Pi grabbed his hand.

"So handsome."

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes and looked along the hand that was holding him, this person really fits my taste.This nose, these eyes, and this mouth are all exactly like the lover of my dreams.

He tried his best to straighten his waist in the man's arms, and wrapped his arms around his neck, "Can I kiss you?"

"I want to kiss you."

The man hugged him up, his eyes were deep, "see clearly who I am."

The smell of vinegar is great.

Peel winked a few steps behind.

If Shen Qing was not drunk, he would definitely be able to hear how strong the sour smell was, and knew it was time to coax people.

But he was drunk, Shen Qing thought.

He held President Pi's face in his hands, "Don't move!"

The man turned his head, his pupils were dark, "Who do you tell to stay still?"

The drunk was impatient, "I told you not to move!"

"Tell me who I am first."

Obviously coming soon!But this thing has to hide! !

Shen Qing: "Don't move!!"

"Call me by my name, don't call me or kiss me." Mr. Pi said indifferently.

The drunk pointed at him, hiccupped angrily, bounced up twice like a salted fish, and struggled to get out of his arms, "Forget it if you don't kiss! Daddy go kiss someone else!"

"There are many handsome men!"

"Dear that king just now... that who!"

"He still has abs!"

"Smile is so sweet!"

The man's face was completely dark, and he held him in his arms, wishing he could slap his butt twice, "Do you still want to kiss someone else?? I'm not enough?!"

The drunk was confident, "You won't let me kiss you!"

"I want to touch my abs!"

Mr. Pi sneered.

He held him upright, freed up one hand, pressed his hand and burrowed into his abdomen, "I, also, have."

The rowdy people stopped.

Then he touched it without any pretentiousness, and touched it well.

The man was made angry and angry by his straightforward gesture, and other people would touch him like this?

He grabbed his waist, "Do you still want to touch others?"

The little drunk lingered, "Don't touch it, don't touch it anymore."

His eyes shifted to his lips, and he made an inch of it, "Then let me try kissing, and I'll see if it's good, hiccup."

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you and why are you asking me!" The drunk snorted and raised his head and kissed him, twisting around the man's body like a drunken snake, "Well, handsome."

Pi Zong held a suffocating breath in his chest, with a sullen face, he strangled the man's waist and kissed him back, like a violent storm, wanting to eat him ferociously.The person in his arms was caught off guard by the beating, so he could only pant and limp in his arms, huh, refusing.

The man taught the person in his arms a lesson, and put his big hand on the back of Shen Qing's waist, "Remember, I'm Pixiu, you always attack."

The person in the arms was soft all over, but his mouth was hard, and immediately retorted, "Pixiu is not my old gong."

"He's a bastard! Always bullying me."

"Old Turtle!"

"shameless!"

"Annoying!"

"Anyone is better than him!"

"..."

The man froze.

The person in the arms scolded a long series of words, and finally said softly, "But I only like him."

His aggrieved eyes drooped.