After transmigrating the book, I will fry cp with the protagonist

Wen Zheng felt that he had done a good deed, put away his phone, and continued to eat hot pot contentedly.

Yuan Jing came back after using the toilet and found that the two had changed places. He was a little puzzled. Wen Zheng waved his hand at him, signaling to go back and talk to him again.

Yun Chu came very quickly, and the people in the room who were eating hot pot in a lively manner fell silent for a moment when they saw the person coming.

Why did this great god come over inexplicably?

Yun Chu nodded to everyone: "Excuse me, come and pick me up."

Many big-hearted ones continued to eat hot pot because they thought it had nothing to do with them, while a few who loved to eat melons quietly poked their heads out.

Yun Chu didn't care about those vague gazes, looked around the field, and finally locked on a direction, his eyes suddenly softened.

The ball in Wen Zheng's hand fell all of a sudden, and he couldn't help swallowing.

He vaguely felt that he might have tricked Xie Yun this time.

Who knew that Xie Yun was the one who was not good at words but was especially gentle and virtuous?

In fact, this matter cannot be blamed on him, it is all blamed on Xie Yun's own description that made his cognition in some aspects biased.

Seeing Yunchu coming, Xie Yun was very happy and called out: Wife! "It stuck like a cat.

Others may not have heard this sound clearly, but Wen Zheng, who was closest to Xie Yun, did.

He couldn't help covering his face.

It seems that it is not his cognition that has been deviated, but Xie Yun's own cognition has been deviated.

Yun Chu caught the person who rushed over, looked it over carefully, saw that there was nothing serious, greeted Yuan Jing, and took him away.

Wen Zheng looked at the backs of the two leaving hand in hand, and Xie Yun could only ask for blessings.

Xie Yun, who was drunk, had always been particularly clingy. After the two of them established a relationship, the clinginess increased to a higher level.

When Yun Chu went to the parking lot to drive, Xie Yun followed without landing a step, with a particularly aggrieved expression on his face, as if he was afraid that he would be left behind.

Yun Chu looked back and saw his expression, his heart almost melted, he looked at the time, and discussed with Xie Yun: "This place is quite far from Xie's house, do you want to stay at my house tonight?"

He just simply didn't want Xie Yun to toss about on the road. Xie Yun heard "stay for one night" but didn't know which highway to get on. He blushed and nodded excitedly.

Yun Chu didn't think much about it, he wrapped the man's coat tightly, so as not to get a headache from the wind, and stuffed it into the car.

Xie Yun was very quiet along the way, he followed Yun Chu up the stairs and into the porch, and only then did he start making noise.

Yun Chu turned on the light, and when he turned around, he saw Xie Yun standing there, looking at him with a resentful expression: "Is it because I'm not cute? Why don't you kiss me?"

Yun Chu didn't know where he came from for Mary Su's heroine's lines, so he could only walk over and kiss the top of his head comfortingly, and lead him to the sofa: "Sit down, I'll make you hangover soup. "

Xie Yun opened his eyes, continued to push forward, and stretched out his hand: "Hug again."

Yun Chu was helpless, walked over and hugged him in his arms, and asked: "Kiss and hug, do you still want to hold him high?"

Xie Yun didn't speak, grabbed Yun Chu's clothes, and hugged him in his arms.

After hugging for a while, Yun Chu let go of him: "Sit down for a while, and I'll make you soup."

Xie Yun stopped making noise this time, and sat obediently on the sofa.

As soon as someone entered the kitchen door, Xie Yun stood up again, walked around the living room for a while, found his target, turned the doorknob and walked in.

After Yun Chu finished cooking the hangover soup, when he came out, he found that the person who was supposed to be sitting on the sofa was gone. He couldn't help but frowned, and called a few times: "Xiao Yun? Xiao Yun?"

He was afraid that Xie Yun would run out drunk, and was about to go out to look for it, when he suddenly heard movement from the bedroom.

Like something broke.

He opened the bedroom door, and saw Xie Yun looking at the broken cup on the ground with an innocent look on his face.

Yun Chu pulled Xie Yun to the side of the fragments to prevent him from hurting himself, rubbed his head, and asked, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to bed first."

Xie Yun nodded and sat on the bed by himself.

Yun Chu tidied up the debris on the ground, returned to the bedroom, and found that Xie Yun was still sitting on the bed, looking at him without blinking.

The appearance is pure and charming, so seductive as hell.

The scene of the bed is too special, and it always makes people have some impulses that should not be produced.

Yun Chuqiang suppressed his impulse, and continued to walk over to coax people: "Don't you want to sleep? Don't want to sleep anymore?"

Xie Yun didn't move, his eyes kept glancing at the bed.

Yun Chu rubbed his hair, and made a joke: "Should I still want to hug and hold him high?"

Xie Yun looked at the beauty in front of him, decided to be tougher, and said his thoughts bluntly: "I want to sleep with you."

Yun Chu suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

Xie Yun raised his arms and hooked Yunchu's neck, making him lower his head slightly, stand up from the bed, and try his best to find the other's lips.

His wine-smelling lips slid all the way across Yun Chu's cold eyebrows and handsome nose bridge, and finally found that warm and soft place.

Xie Yun didn't have much experience in kissing, so after tossing around for a while, he finally dared to tentatively lick the other's lips with his tongue.

For a moment, Yun Chu's deep eyes seemed to set off a huge wave, wishing to swallow the person in front of him directly.

He turned against the guest and hooked the other's tongue, deepening the kiss.

Xie Yun's eyes gradually blurred, feeling as if all the air in his body had been taken away, he frowned and tilted his head.

Seeing Xie Yun's ignorant appearance, Yun Chu restrainedly let him go.

When they parted, both of them were a little out of breath.

Yun Chu pushed him back on the bed: "Go to sleep, I'll go to the guest room to sleep."

Xie Yun didn't know where the strength came from, and pulled him down, and the two of them fell on the bed together.

As if he was afraid that the person would run away, Xie Yun turned over, pressed the person under him, pecked at the corner of Yunchu's lips soothingly, and began to work hard to pick off the other person's clothes.

Probably because his mind was still a little unclear, Xie Yun tugged on the simple shirt buttons for a long time but did not pull them open. He let out an irritated "tsk" and pulled two of them away with all his strength.

Yun Chu was lying on the bed, with forbearable desire on his inhuman face, letting the people around him do what he did, as if he was stunned by the sudden situation.

Seeing that Xie Yun couldn't unbutton the button, Yunchu finally made a move.He grabbed Xie Yun's troublesome hand, led him, and undid the buttons one by one.

Both of them were disheveled and slightly sweating.

Xie Yun leaned over, wanting to kiss her, but was directly restrained by the person below her.

After a while, the positions of the two people changed.

Xie Yun vaguely sensed that this posture was quite dangerous for him.

His heart trembled, and his mind, which was dizzy from the smell of alcohol, gradually sobered up.

The two looked at each other, Yunchu saw his sober eyes, his hands paused, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, he kissed his forehead tenderly and restrained, and coaxed: "Go to sleep, I'll go out first."

Xie Yun blinked his eyes, and he didn't know where the courage came from, so he pulled him back.

Yun Chu turned his head, his eyes lit up.

Xie Yun felt that his whole body was going to blush, so he tilted his head pretending to be calm, and whispered, "Come up."

There was a smile in Yunchu's eyes: "What did you say?"

Xie Yun raised his voice slightly, but still didn't dare to look at him, and repeated again: "Come up."

...Pull the light dividing line...

When Xie Yun woke up, it was already noon.

The other person who was sleeping next to him had already left. Hearing the sound, he should be cooking in the kitchen.

His body has been cleaned, and the sheets have been changed. If it wasn't for the soreness all over his body, and the pain in a certain unspeakable part, he would have thought that last night was a dream he had.

Still a nightmare.

Obviously it was the script of finding a daughter-in-law by myself, why did I become a daughter-in-law when it came to the real sword and gun! ?

He must have lost his mind to let Yun Chu go to bed!

Xie Yun bit the small quilt, feeling very aggrieved, and felt that the three views had been hit, and now they were on the verge of collapse.

Xiaohua poked out the cat's head from the half-open door, and was very happy to see Xie Yun on the bed. She jumped up lightly, and "meowed" at Xie Yun.

Some time ago, Xie Yun originally wanted to take Xiaohua to his home, but was cut off by Yunchu on the grounds that he was still recovering from his injuries. Xie Yun hadn't seen this cat for a while.

Now that it has been delivered to the door, there is no reason not to lick it, Xie Yun held the cat in his arms, and while thinking about life, he stroked the newly grown cat's head.

Xiaohua had managed to accumulate hair for such a long time, and it started to fall out again after being stroked like this, and immediately struggled in panic.

Seeing it struggling fiercely, Xie Yun glanced at it faintly: "Even you bully me, don't you?"

Seeing how pitiful her master was, Xiaohua hesitated for a while, and then took the initiative to walk over.

If you are bald, just sacrifice me, and everyone will be happy.

Xie Yun watched Xiao Hua's movements, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Gan, isn't this the same him from last night?

It turns out that his IQ is as low as Xiaohua's.

It was a sad discovery indeed.

Yunchu had finished cooking and wanted to come over to wake Xie Yun up, but when he opened the door, he saw Xie Yun on the bed stroking the cat and thinking about it.

It sounded like they were scolding him.

Yun Chu was still thinking about how to coax him, but when Xie Yun saw him coming in, he lay down on the spot and covered him with a quilt, making it clear that he didn't want to communicate with him.

Unfortunately, Xiaohua was hit by the quilt, and it took a long time to get out of the quilt.

Seeing Xie Yun's appearance was a little funny, Yun Chu sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his waist, and coaxed him softly.

Xie Yun felt that the strength on his waist was just right, so he hummed a few words for him.

Yunchu continued to work hard, trying to coax people to the dinner table.

The two of them were still here, when Xie Yun's cell phone rang suddenly.

Xie Yun saw Qi Yue's name and picked it up: "Hello, Brother Qi?"

Qi Yue couldn't believe that the call was connected, and after a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, he asked weakly, "Xiao Yun, where did you go last night?"

Xie Yun immediately went into lying mode: "Me? I'm home."

Qi Yue brewed for a while, and roared: "If you go home, your brother can look for you everywhere!"

Xie Yun was dazzled by the sound and news, hung up Qi Yue's phone neatly and looked through the call records.

More than a dozen missed calls from his elder brother lay quietly on the list, indicating that he must die.

He immediately jumped out of bed in fright.

The author has something to say: A letter to the reviewers:

This chapter strictly abides by the Jinjiang Basic Law. The contact between the two parties stays above the neck, and the lights must be pulled below the neck.Carry forward the socialist core values, maintain the physical and mental health of young people, and jointly build a clean and clean Jinjiang, starting from me, starting from every chapter.

Sincerely, a humble textile worker who does not want to be named but please do not lock her