The Villains Are Reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Jue was blushed by Meng Qiu's smile, and directly stuffed the towel into Meng Qiu's hands, exited the bathroom in a hurry, closed the door quickly, and walked to the living room in twos and threes, calming down her mood.

Meng Qiuliu raised her eyebrows slightly, and the smile on her lips grew stronger.

She took off her clothes, turned on the hot water valve, adjusted the water temperature, stood under the shower, let the water wash her body, soaked her hair by the way, and washed it carefully from top to bottom.

Wen Jue listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and the scenery she glimpsed just now couldn't stop coming to her mind, making her imagination run wild, and she couldn't suppress it no matter how hard she tried.

Fortunately, this kind of alternative mental torture did not last long, and soon the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.Meng Qiu changed into her pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom with her still wet hair loose.

"Is there a hair dryer?" Wen Jue was slightly relieved that Meng Qiu was not dwelling on the episode that just happened.

"Yes." Wen Jue responded, got up and took out the hair dryer from the drawer under the storage shelf in the living room, walked to the TV, plugged it in, and said to Meng Qiu: "There is a little problem with this hair dryer. It’s too late to change, but it’s not easy to operate, let me blow it for you.”

"Okay." Meng Qiu smiled and readily agreed.

As she said that, she took a small chair and sat obediently in front of Wen Jue, waiting for Wen Jue to move.

The fragrance of shower gel mixed with body fragrance lingered on the tip of Wen Jue's nose, causing her breathing to be disordered for a moment, but she quickly adjusted, stretched out her hand, gently lifted Meng Qiu's hair, and blown it slowly.

Her movements were very light and gentle, combined with the warm wind, it only made Meng Qiu feel itchy, an intoxicating itch.

"Wen Wen..." Zhang Ruo whispered softly.

"Huh?" Wen Jue responded gently, and with the soft movements, her cold voice seemed to become gentle, like a gurgling stream, slowly flowing into her heart.

"If," Meng Qiu paused, then spoke again, "I mean if..."

"Ok?"

"If your persistence collided with what you must do, what would you choose?"

"What persistence? What must be done?" Wen Jue frowned, not quite understanding what Meng Qiu meant.

"It's just..." Just when Meng Qiu was about to explain it bluntly, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind, stopping what she was about to blurt out.

Wen Jue faintly sensed something, narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked, "What is it?"

"That's it..." Meng Qiu pondered for a moment, "The insistence on justice collided with the covenant to love, how would you choose?"

Wen Jue paused for a long time before replying, "I don't know."

"but……"

Hearing this turning point, Meng Qiu felt nervous for no reason.

"If the lover is on the side of justice, then no matter what the other side is facing, I will stand on the side of the former without hesitation." Wen Jue said each word with a relaxed expression, which has been lingering in her heart all this time. The dark clouds slowly dissipated.

She already has a definite answer.

Meng Qiu pursed his lips, showing a bit of a smile, "This way I can feel at ease."

At the end of the conversation, the atmosphere became silent, only the sound of the hair dryer was still whirring.But the two of them didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable at all, there was a kind of tacit understanding spreading between them, an unspeakable tacit understanding.

With the passage of time, Meng Qiu's hair also became dry under the blowing of the hair dryer.Wen Jue turned off the hair dryer, wrapped the thread neatly, and put it back in place.

"It's getting late, go to bed early, I'm a little sleepy." Wen Jue said, pointing to the location of the guest room, "Your room is there, and the bedding is new, so you can sleep in peace."

"Okay, good night." Meng Qiu saw the sleepiness in Wen Jue's eyes, and nodded slightly. Suddenly, he thought of something, stepped forward to get close to Wen Jue, lowered his head slightly, and put a light touch on Wen Jue's forehead. a kiss. "Goodnight kiss is my family's habit of expressing goodnight." After speaking, as if guilty of guilt, without waiting for Wen Jue's reaction, she walked into the guest room in two or three steps, and closed the door with lightning speed.

Wen Jue: "..." If you want to take advantage of her, just say it straight, use habit as an excuse, do you think she will believe it?

Wen Jue lightly tapped the place that had been kissed, and snorted softly, but at some point, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

……

The next day, Wen Jue woke up slowly from sleep under the reminder of the alarm clock. She was about to close her eyes again when she suddenly heard some noise coming from outside. at home.

The drowsiness disappeared without a trace, she lifted the quilt, changed her clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.

Just as Meng Qiu put breakfast on the table, she saw Wen Jue greeted with a bright smile, "Wen Wen, good morning."

"Good morning." Wen Jue replied, glanced at the unusually rich dining table, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "What time did you get up?"

"About 06:30. Go and wash up. I bought some of these when I went out. If you don't eat them cold, they won't taste good." Meng Qiu urged.

Wen Jue nodded, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, he happened to see Meng Qiu bring out two fried eggs from the kitchen. They were round and neat, and the egg whites and egg whites were clearly separated, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.

The astonishment in Wen Jue's eyes intensified. It's been a long time since I saw Meng Qiu, and some aspects of Meng Qiu seemed to have changed a lot.

"It came out just right, freshly baked fried eggs, please taste~." Meng Qiu brought one of the fried eggs to Wen Jue with a smile, his eyes were full of complacency, obviously very satisfied with his results.

Wen Jue pulled out her chair and sat down, cut open the fried egg, forked a piece and tasted it.The salted eggs are suitable, and the frying time is also very suitable. The taste is very tender, which is her favorite taste.

"How?" Ever since Wen Jue moved the knife, Meng Qiu had stared at her without blinking, and when she saw her swallowing, she couldn't wait to ask.

"not bad."

Hearing this, the smile on Meng Qiu's face became even stronger, "Then I will cook it for you every day from now on."

"..." Wen Jue was silent for a while, seeing that Meng Qiu's tone didn't seem to be joking, she couldn't help saying, "It's better not to use it."

"Why? Could it be that your compliment just made me happy?" Meng Qiu couldn't help asking without turning his head around.

Wen Jue: "..."

She stared at Meng Qiu in an unclear manner, and instead of answering Meng Qiu's question directly, she said, "You can first try the feeling of eating fried eggs for breakfast for a month in a row."

Meng Qiu: "..."

She didn't think about this... It must be Wen Jue's fault for making her IQ negative!

Meng Qiu silently tossed the pot to Wen Jue, then pretended nothing had happened, and changed the subject, "Come and try this little steamed dumpling, it tastes pretty good, and it's satisfying when served with black rice porridge! I'm going to work I often eat this when I'm here."

Wen Jue looked at her with a smile in her eyes, and without revealing anything, she picked up a small steamed dumpling and tasted it.Small steamed dumplings with thin skin and meat filling, one is a little smaller than wonton, one bite, the unique taste of the thin skin, plus the meaty aroma of the filling, is locked in the mouth.Take another spoonful of black rice porridge cooked just right, thick and smooth, with a hint of sweetness, warming the stomach in the morning.

That feeling is really satisfying.

Wen Jue narrowed her eyes slightly, and happily ate a few more small steamed dumplings.Since she arrived in this mission world, she hardly had a serious breakfast at home, and she almost always used bread and other food to get by.Although, as a doctor, she knew it was not good, but after the habit was formed, it was quite difficult to change.

Who would have imagined that Meng Qiu would break this routine on the first day he moved in.

It's a pity that Wen Jue lowered his eyes slightly, loss flashed in his eyes.She can't stay in this world for too long.And in the next world, I don't know what kind of test it will face.

It is said that the 100th mission world that no one has cleared is indeed not as simple as imagined.

and many more.

If so, will she still appear in the next world?

Wen Jue looked up at Meng Qiu, who was cutting fried eggs, with confusion in her eyes. Suddenly, she was not sure whether she would still want to meet her in the next world.

Sensing Wen Jue's gaze, Meng Qiu was slightly startled, and the corners of her lips curled up in a frivolous arc, "Why are you looking at me like that? Could it be..." She drawled her tone in an ambiguous tone, "You're looking at me ?”

"Yes." Wen Jue replied with a light smile.

This time it was Meng Qiu's turn to be at a loss. She stared blankly at Wen Jue and couldn't help but confirm, "You, are you telling the truth?"

"It's true." Wen Jue looked into Meng Qiu's eyes seriously, "I've taken a fancy to your cooking skills."

Meng Qiu: "..." For the first time, Meng Qiu had the urge to punish Wen Jue in one way or another.

Don't be so provocative!

Seeing Meng Qiu's reaction, Wen Jue's mood became more cheerful, and she lowered her head with a smile, enjoying the small steamed dumplings with thin skin and filling.

Seeing this, Meng Qiu could only swallow the depression in his heart.What can I do, who let the person in front of me be Wen Jue, who made her lose so badly.

Because Meng Qiu prepared the breakfast, Wen Jue naturally shouldered the task of washing the dishes, while Meng Qiu leaned aside and chatted casually with her about some homely topics, such as what to eat at noon, what time do you get off work, and whether you want to go shopping Go to the supermarket and stock up on groceries.

The atmosphere is inexplicably warm, just like a young couple running a house.Thinking of this, Meng Qiu's smile grew brighter.If only the relationship could go further.

Living together is such a great opportunity to tease, one cannot miss it.It's just... how to tease her?Meng Qiu frowned, his melancholy clouds gradually spreading.

After Wen Jue finished washing the dishes, she saw Meng Qiu thinking about something with her head down, thinking that the previous joke had hit her too hard.Thoughts turned in his mind, thinking of doing something to compensate Meng Qiu.