Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

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It was not in Shen Mian's plan to move there so soon, he originally wanted to hang Sheng Rong for another two days, but he was too tired right now, he was too lazy to bother, so he obediently agreed.

He leaned his head on Sheng Rong's shoulder, closed his eyes lightly, and let his consciousness drift away inch by inch.

Sheng Rong looked down at his sleeping face, his shoulders stiffened for a moment, and he adjusted his posture slightly so that he wouldn't be uncomfortable.

Gently folded his arms, and hugged him tighter, Sheng Rong walked downstairs steadily, he didn't live here, but in the house opposite the courtyard, it was quieter than the main house, Sheng Hong I personally ordered it to go down, and I don't want people who don't have good eyes to disturb my brother's rest.

When the servant saw Sheng Rong, he naturally greeted him. Sheng Rong just nodded his head. He has always been cold-tempered. Even if the servants rarely see him, they have heard of him. Naturally, they will not be so stupid as to provoke him, but it is inevitable in their hearts. I muttered to myself, some couldn't figure out which show was being played this early in the morning.

No one dared to ask, but Shen Mian became vigilant, his eyes narrowed a slit, and he could only see that the windbreaker on his body covered his calves, Bai Shengsheng's delicate ankles were exposed, and dense hickey marks stretched from his calves to his calves. The smooth insteps are beautiful, but they are really intriguing. No wonder the servants have lowered their eyebrows along the way, wishing their eyes would grow on the ground.

"Wait, wait." He lightly tugged on Sheng Rong's skirt.

"What?" Sheng Rong looked down at him.

Shen Mian lowered her voice and whispered in his ear: "Take me back, immediately."

The man paused slightly, but did not stop, and said, "Why."

Shen Mian said patiently: "What do you think others will think when they see you and me like this? If I really leave with you, I will never be able to explain it clearly."

Sheng Rong said, "Then don't explain."

Shen Mian said: "Yes, of course you don't need to explain anything to others. You are Sheng Rong, the second Mr. Sheng family, everyone is afraid of you, and no one dares to question you, but I am different. Not very good, anyone can see that I am shamelessly seducing you. Although I don't care what other people think of me, I have to take care of Yaoyao. harm……"

Sheng Rong said in a deep voice: "No one will hurt him, let alone you, I promise you."

"I know they can't hurt me, but words are terrible, you understand."

Sheng Rong shook his head and said, "I don't understand, you are not even afraid of a monster like me, so what are you afraid of?"

Shen Mian frowned and said: "First of all, you are not a monster, you are just different from others, everyone in this world is different from others, so they are not qualified to judge you." He lowered his tone and said softly: "Besides, I also It's not that I'm afraid of anyone, it's just that I'm living in Sheng's house as a guest after all, so I should do my duty, one thing more is worse than one thing less."

Sheng Rong finally stopped.

In the early morning, there were no servants in the courtyard, and there were still a few drops of fresh dew on the branches and leaves of the precious flowers nearby.

He lowered his eyes slightly, the deep black eyes were as calm and indifferent as ever, just making people feel a little oppressive for no reason.

"Do you want to be with me?" he asked.

Shen Mian was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Sheng Rong to be so direct, he naturally thought about it, but it would be reconciled for him to just admit it like this.

He was silent, smiled and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Sheng Rong said: "I took you away because I wanted to protect you, but if you really hate me, I won't force you."

"I don't hate you," Shen Mian said solemnly, "I have never hated you, whether it is you at this time or you last night, I will never feel disgusted with you."

Sheng Rong's stern face seemed to be trembling slightly, he lowered his eyelashes, and quickly concealed the emotion in his eyes, his eyes fell on the young man's fair and delicate face, his tone contained a little cautiousness, and hope that he himself hadn't noticed, Asked: "If there is only one of them and me, who will you choose?"

Who would you choose?

Shen Mian was all too familiar with this question.

It was because he didn't want to make a choice, so he ran away and fell here.

But even here, someone still asked him—who to choose.

Or is this question doomed to be unsolvable?

Seeing that he was silent, Sheng Rong didn't ask any further questions. Naturally, his personality wasn't considered considerate, but he definitely wouldn't be aggressive either.

Just when he thought he would not get an answer, the young man in his arms suddenly said, "In my eyes, there is only one you from the beginning to the end. How do you want me to choose?"

Sheng Rong paused.

Shen Mian still asked: "What answer do you want to hear? Do I have the right to decide who lives or dies? If I don't choose you, are you willing to just disappear like this? How sad will people who have been abandoned be? I am a bad person, am I that bad?"

"I don't want to force you to choose, but in the future, when you have to choose between continuing three broken lives and fulfilling a complete one, I hope that the person who makes the choice is you."

"Is there no other way?"

Sheng Rong frowned slightly, shook his head, and said, "Recently, it's getting more and more like the original situation."

Shen Mian asked, "What was the initial situation like?"

"At that time, we were not aware of each other's existence, and there was no rule to follow when switching personalities. When one party's willpower was strong, it would occupy the sovereignty of the body, while the other party would lose consciousness, so every time we wake up, the memory is gone again. A little more blankness. In the beginning, we coexisted in this way, and now, the situation is more difficult than then."

Shen Mian said, "More difficult?"

Sheng Rong paused, looking straight into Shen Mian's clear eyes with his deep eyes, and said: "Because, the will to seize sovereignty is stronger than ever."

Shen Mian was stunned.

Was it his fault again?

"You don't have to think too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. Before meeting you, everything was too boring, even lacking the desire to survive. At least, now we all want to live and be the last to have you, don't we Is it a good thing?"

"But, it's all because of me..."

Sheng Rong held his fingertips and pressed his palms against his chest. The sound of his heart beating was strong and powerful, but it carried a dreadful force like suppressed magma.

The man was slow, but said seriously: "If you are really sorry, just stay by my side. The situation worsened, and it happened during the days when I couldn't see you. If you were here, I would feel much more at ease. I shouldn't Continue to develop in a more serious direction."

Shen Mian knew that even if he stayed by Sheng Rong's side, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, the relief would not be the cure, because they always had to win or lose, even if they became one person, this never changed.

Shen Mian was silent for a long time, finally sighed, leaned her head back on the man's shoulder, and said, "Okay, I'll go with you. It seems that I, a vixen, have made up my mind."

The man was taken aback, "Fox spirit?"

Shen Mian curled her lower lip, and said, "Isn't it a vixen? What people say outside, the second Mr. Sheng family is a saint with a pure heart and asceticism, a banished immortal that no one can touch and can't touch, I wish I could enshrine you on the altar , now that you have defiled me, I wonder what they will say about me."

Sheng Rong said, "They dare not."

Shen Mian laughed and said, "They can talk if they want to." He suddenly leaned into the man's ear, as if laughing at himself, but also as if teasing: "I got someone they dare not imagine, and they can only talk about it in front of you." I took advantage of it with my mouth, but I still earned it."

With the frivolous and upbeat ending, Sheng Rong lost his mind for a moment, and his eyes fell on the plump and moist pink petals. The handsome face was as delicate as a painting. Young people like to laugh very much, but this smile is different from any other time. No matter how clean and pure it is, it is no longer cold and arrogant, but has an indescribably sweet and greasy smell, which directly seduces people's souls.

As she was going down the steps, seeing him in a daze, Shen Mian pushed him and said, "Be careful."

Sheng Rong responded and grabbed his hand.

His movements were too hasty, even a little rough, and he held Shen Mian's wrist tightly in his palm. The wrist was white and soft, as delicate as if it could be easily broken, just like the young man he was holding in his arms at this time, with only one hand. The arms can be easily encircled, delicate and too slender, he dare not use too much force for fear of hurting him, but Shen Mian still feels some discomfort.

He had already passed through the long corridor and arrived at the house where Sheng Rong lived. He likes to be quiet, and Sheng Hong only arranged for people to come and clean it regularly, so there were no irrelevant people to disturb him.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Mian asked intentionally.

Sheng Rong's Adam's apple slid violently, and he closed his eyes, knowing what was wrong with him, but he was not Sheng Er, nor Sheng Xiaosan, so he remained silent, trying to quell the unknown fire.

He is good at patience and has enough perseverance.

There was heat in my ear.

Shen Mian cared: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Rong paused for a moment, turned his eyes away, and said, "It's okay."

"But you're sweating." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to wipe the fine sweat on the man's forehead, and as soon as her fingertip touched the man's brow, she was grasped.

The man strode into the room, put him on the sofa in the living room, and said, "Wait for me."

Shen Mian watched him leave, feeling both regretful and a little fortunate. In fact, he was loved all night last night, and he couldn't bear any more. He just instinctively wanted to tease people. Fortunately, Sheng Rong didn't take the bait. Otherwise, the body will be overwhelmed.

But Sheng Rong left him just like that, and he couldn't help suspecting that his charm had faded.

A woman from a good family has been a good man for a long time, and her ability to eat is almost wasted.

When Sheng Rong came back, the bewitching goblin had already fallen asleep on the sofa, lying on his side, his pale and thin cheeks made people feel distressed, he walked forward, squatted halfway beside the sofa, and stroked the young man's soft and moist powder with his fingertips. Petal, heartbeat.

It was as if something important that had been lost had been found again.

If that's not like, what is like.