You sleep in the study tonight [Quick Transmigration]

The sky in September is like a woman's face, unpredictable, and the sun is still shining brightly in the morning, but at this time, the clouds are pressing down, the wind keeps blowing, and the torrential rain pours down.

Chen Qin left in a hurry, Feng Ying took an umbrella from the shelf and handed it to him.

"Be careful on the road. There is a strong wind at night. Don't go if you can't do it. I'll go see him tomorrow."

Chen Qin was restless, he kept thinking about the words Feng Ying said, Su Jing?Su Jing?I thought to myself why is this so?How could it be Meng Cheng?He has no reason to do these things, he must have made a mistake somewhere.

Comforting himself in this way, Chen Qin clutched the handle of the umbrella anxiously, but he seemed to have lost his backbone, and he didn't even have the strength to go out properly.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Feng Ying thought that what she said just now had frightened him, and secretly regretted it, wondering if she was too reckless, but thinking that Chen Qin was so kind to him, there was no reason to shake his feelings for him because of the past, so she went I feel like I'm worrying too much.

She sent him away with a smile: "Goodbye, Arong."

Chen Qin's expression was different: "Well, goodbye, don't send it off, I'll go first."

The door was closed, and Chen Qin stood in the corridor for a long time until his legs went numb before slowly walking towards the elevator.

Meng Cheng called, and he asked, "Arong, have you returned home safely? It's raining heavily outside now."

Chen Qin didn't answer him, he stopped at the elevator entrance and looked at the constantly jumping numbers, feeling dizzy.

When he spoke to Chen Qin, he always had a juvenile voice, and the narrow ending was full of joy, which made people feel very happy.

How can such a simple person be a murderer who deliberately kills people?How could he hide in the dark like a dark ghost and manipulate everything?

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Chen Qin sighed imperceptibly, "I want to see you."

Meng Cheng's voice was full of surprises, and he said in a cheerful tone: "Where are you, I'll come and find you!"

Chen Qin said, "No, I'm here to find you."

Meng Cheng opened the thick curtains to let the faint light in, and looked at the dim sky and misty rain outside, with a sweetness and worry mixed on his face: "Ah, it's too inconvenient for you to come here, I'll go." Yes, I can drive, you must go back to accompany your brother, I will worry if you go back in the rain."

There was an unconcealable calm smile on his face, as if Chen Qin was in front of his eyes.

Chen Qin firmly refused: "No, I'll come to you."

The smile on Meng Cheng's face grew wider, he was very happy with Chen Qin's initiative: "Okay then, come here quickly, I—" He looked around the empty room, "I'll let Auntie cook some food later , you come over to eat."

"it is good."

He warned again: "Be careful."

Draw the curtains to block out the night, and turn on all the lights in the house, revealing a warm and peaceful atmosphere in the house.Meng Chenghao tidied up the living room and ran to the kitchen.The refrigerator is full of dishes, and these dishes are changed every day, just for Chen Qin's arrival.He took out the meat and defrosted it, picked the vegetables and soaked them in water, washed the rice and put it in the rice cooker to cook.Then click on the memo on the phone, which contains some personal habits, such as dislike of onion, ginger and garlic, spicy food, soy sauce, onion and so on.Sliding his fingers deftly, he picked out a few dishes according to Chen Qin's taste.

After setting the menu, I took two potatoes from the refrigerator, peeled and shredded them neatly.

His movements are smooth, as if these things have been done a thousand times.

In fact, Meng Cheng could cook, but he never told Chen Qin that every time we met at home, he waited for him to cook everything for himself.The taste of being cared for is satisfying, and he really doesn't want to give up this kind of welfare.

With the prepared dipping sauce in hand, he dipped a little bit with his little finger and put it in his mouth to suck.Although I can't taste anything with my tongue, I will habitually try a little every time I practice, as if I can feel the taste by tasting it carefully.

The simple home-cooked food was ready within half an hour, and he carefully put it in the incubator. When he lowered his head, he found a rotten sore on his wrist. The red and black flesh and blood showed a strange and creepy appearance against the pale skin. picture.

It should have been caused by accidentally splashing hot oil on his skin. He was familiar with his physique, and there was no expression of panic or shock on his face. He was very calm, although there was despair and unwillingness in this calm.

He cleaned the sink, calmly changed into a long sleeve in the bedroom, and sprayed on some cologne.

The mellow and sweet fragrance diffused in the room, which made Meng Cheng feel better.In fact, there is no strange smell, but he always feels that there is something dirty, and the feeling of corruption is urging him to torture him all the time, making people feel guilty and painful, even if it is fragrant or stinky, bitter or sweet, to him There is no difference.However, judging by the time, he guessed that Chen Qin would be here soon, so he happily ran to the living room, and brought up the games he usually prepared. Because the new simulation equipment was installed at home, the degree of realism was much higher. After a few, some will quickly update the installation.After the rotating aperture disappears, a lifelike image of a real person appears on the screen.Warriors in armor and priests in robes leap from the screen.

Hearing the doorbell, Meng Cheng's eyes lit up, he got up and ran to open the door.

"It's finally here! I thought you belonged to a turtle!" Meng Cheng exaggeratedly complained, still smiling.

As soon as the door opened, he realized that the person standing at the door was almost drowned.

Chen Qin threw the wind-damaged umbrella aside, Meng Cheng quickly took it, and dragged him into the house regardless of getting his clothes wet.The temperature plummeted, and Chen Qin wore less clothes. The wind and rain hit his body, and his whole body was dispirited beyond belief.Meng Cheng wrapped him up in a dry bath towel and rubbed him twice: "I've made myself so messed up with an umbrella—"

Chen Qin sneezed, and replied in a low voice, "The wind is too strong."

The umbrella was scratched as soon as I got out of the car, and it was hard to guard against the rain.

Meng Cheng let out a groan, showing a silly and sweet expression of emotion, his face of relief and emotion made Chen Qin's heart twitch numbly.

His current state of mind is completely different from that of the other party, and he really feels that things are different.

But Meng Cheng pretended so well in front of him, so true, so what if he knew the truth, he didn't have the courage to break all this.

"Why are you so stupid? Don't tell me it's raining so hard that your brain gets wet, why are you in a daze!" Meng Cheng brought him a suit and threw it in his face jokingly.

Chen Qin shook his head and took off his clothes, but froze in an instant.He wrinkled his nose, as if he smelled something strange.

Slowly climbing up his spine like a snake, it wound up around his neck.

He took a breath with difficulty, picked up the clothes and sniffed them carefully.

Meng Cheng had a bright smile on his face: "What's the matter? You're acting weird."

Chen Qin's face that was pale from the cold gradually turned red and moist, and the corner of his mouth pulled out a smile with great difficulty: "It smells so good."

He carefully discerned a strange breath among the sweet and greasy fragrance.

Meng Cheng snorted triumphantly: "That's it," he said solemnly, "otherwise, why would it be called Xianggui—"

Chen Qin rolled his eyes speechlessly.

If he didn't cover up in such an exaggerated manner, he was afraid that he would not be able to hide himself.

"Come and eat." Meng Cheng went to the kitchen to bring out the food while talking.

Chen Qin followed him to the dining table, and ate a couple of casual bites: "Your aunt is pretty good at cooking."

"Isn't it?" Meng Cheng had small dimples on his cheeks when he pursed his lips triumphantly. He has lost weight recently, and the dimples are not as deep as before, giving people the illusion of being obedient.

He picked and picked and ate two bites of shredded pork.

Lying again.

Looking at his slightly raised brows and clear eyes, Chen Qin thought to himself, what is this Meng Cheng in front of him always enduring alone?

He asked Xiao M to send him over within 3 minutes of receiving the call. If it wasn't for some problem with the delivery location, he wouldn't even get wet. He stood tremblingly at the door for a long time before he rang the doorbell. During this time he did not see a single person coming in or going out.

There are many secrets hidden in Meng Cheng, some of which are irrelevant, while others are extremely important.

He quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Chen Qin asked, "Eat so little?"

"I have no appetite."

Chen Qin followed him and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Meng Cheng stared: "Why don't you eat?"

Chen Qin smiled, and didn't even realize that he was a bit nasty: "It's not very tasty."

When Chen Qin, who was never picky about food, said this, Meng Cheng's expression changed immediately, a little aggrieved and a little angry. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up chopsticks and put a chopsticks of food into his mouth. He frowned and smacked for a long time. , but got nothing. After all, he couldn't taste it at all, so he couldn't refute Chen Qin with reason. Although it tasted delicious, it didn't meet Chen Qin's wishes. This meal was meaningless in his heart.

But he made these dishes strictly according to the recipe...

Meng Cheng was a little depressed, but he couldn't vent his sadness.He suddenly picked up the chopsticks and ate it bite by bite, as if he was angry and wanted to swallow his heart back into his stomach and hide it.

He wrinkled his nose and snorted: "Guy who has no taste, if you don't eat it, I will eat it."

Chen Qin smiled.

Meng Cheng gave him a hard look, bit his lip and looked at the long-prepared meal in embarrassment. He didn't want to eat it, but he didn't want to waste it either.This was just a simple meal, but it was made for Chen Qin and could only belong to Chen Qin.He doesn't eat, if he doesn't like it, he won't make it difficult for him, he will solve it by himself.

Chen Qin looked at his stuffed food and burst into tears.

"Meng Cheng, don't you feel bad?"

Meng Cheng, who buried his head in the food, raised his head strangely, saw his tearful face, and was stunned.

He chewed hard the food in his mouth.

"Since you can't eat human food, why do you always force yourself?"