Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

Lian Qingyang leaned over the bed with his upper body, leaning close to Song Zechen's face with the help of the flashlight, and smiled sweetly: "Then kiss me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zechen held his face with both hands, tilted his head back, and gently pressed his lips against his forehead, cheek, and lips. Then he pulled away and looked at him with a satisfied smile: "I've been wanting to do this for a long time. Let me give you three goodnight kisses first, and I'll make up for it later."

I didn't expect Song Zechen to be so innocent. Lian Qingyang's handsome face flushed at his actions. He withdrew his body and lay flat on the bed, covering his face with the quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm going to sleep, you go back to your bed."

Song Zechen pursed his lips, as if still savoring the touch just now. He raised his hand and gently patted Lian Qingyang's quilt. Knowing that he was shy, he comforted him, "Okay, I'll go to the bed now. Don't cover your head with it, it's easy to hold it in."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his bed with the light of Lian Qingyang's flashlight.

Because of this incident, the two of them fell asleep at night and had dreams. The scenes in their dreams seemed real and illusory, and they looked dazed and confused after waking up.

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The next morning, the driver sent to pick up Lian Qingyang called him and said that the car was waiting at the north gate of the school, which was the gate closest to Lian Qingyang's dormitory building.

Song Zechen first rejected Lian Qingyang's invitation, saying that he had something to do in the next few days and would visit Lian's family after he was done. Lian Qingyang did not force him and let Song Zechen part ways with him at the school gate.

In this world, Lian Qingyang lost his parents at a young age and was raised by his older brother, who was thirteen years his senior. After their parents' passing, his older brother inherited the family company. Fortunately, his uncles and aunts were kind and righteous relatives who helped him out from time to time. Lian's older brother was also very ambitious and determined, and the Lian Group has now reached new heights of glory.

But now his eldest brother is in his thirties and is still obsessed with his career and has no time to care about marriage, so there is only a nanny and the two Lian brothers in the family.

Knowing that Lian Qingyang was coming back today, Lian Senyu specially arranged the company matters early and handed them over to his secretary assistant, while he waited for Lian Qingyang at home.

Nanny Aunt Qin had already prepared the meal quickly and was standing by the window, looking forward to Lian Qingyang coming home.

Finally, after a long wait, Lian Qingyang entered the house. Aunt Qin quickly took his schoolbag and handed him his slippers. She asked eagerly, "Are you tired, young master? Are you hungry? The meal is ready and we've been waiting for you to come back."

Lian Senyu stood up when he heard the noise outside, strode to the door to welcome his brother in, took Lian Qingyang's suitcase and stood aside waiting for him to change his shoes.

Lian Qingyang called out to someone politely, "Brother, Aunt Qin." As he was changing his slippers, he heard Aunt Qin's words and replied with a smile, "I was thinking about your cooking while I was at school. Now that I'm finally back, I have to eat a meal made by Aunt Qin first!"

Aunt Qin laughed heartily and patted his shoulder: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth. Wait for Aunt Qin to get the meal!" After saying that, she turned around with a smile, took her schoolbag and put it in the empty basket in the laundry room, and then went to the kitchen to get the meal.

The schoolbag and clothes must be washed, but the Lian family doesn’t have so many rules. Now that I’m hungry, it’s better to eat first.

Lian Senyu saw the two of them finish their conversation before leaving the entrance, dragging his suitcase with one hand and holding Lian Qingyang with the other. He asked him gently about his school life, "You haven't called me this month, so it seems you haven't been skipping meals. But why do you look thinner?"

"You still have to eat breakfast. I know you don't want to get up early in winter, but skipping breakfast is not good for your health." Lian Senyu pushed the suitcase to the side of the stairs and took Lian Qingyang to the restaurant.

Lian Qingyang felt his elder brother's fatherly moment, but he still retorted: "I have a good breakfast. My roommate brings it to us every morning."

Lian Senyu waited until Lian Qingyang sat down, then pulled up a seat next to him. His eyes flickered as he heard this, and he raised his hand to remove his gold-rimmed glasses and set them aside. He pulled out a wet tissue and handed it to Lian Qingyang to wipe his hands. He also took one and slowly wiped his own hands. He casually asked him, "Which roommate is so nice? The one with the surname Feng, Lu, or Song? Was it like this before? You can't let people do things for free. Remember to pay them."

"Hey, big brother, I'm already a sophomore. It's normal for me to have a good relationship with my roommates. We can't be so close on other days." Lian Qingyang wiped his hands hastily, picked up his chopsticks and picked up the steaming hot dish that had just come out of the pot. After taking a bite and savoring it carefully, he gave Aunt Qin standing next to him a thumbs up with bright eyes, "Aunt Qin's cooking is still delicious. I won't be polite. Big brother, hurry up and eat while it's hot."

Aunt Qin left satisfied after receiving the feedback. Lian Senyu specifically asked her to leave a portion for herself every time he cooked, so she usually took her meal back to her room to eat. There was a TV in the room. She had recently become obsessed with melodramatic dramas, so this was a good opportunity for her to watch TV while eating.

Seeing his younger brother pick up a piece of food for him with the serving chopsticks, Lian Senyu smiled with relief. He finally put aside the topic of bringing lunch and ate his meal in peace.

However, this good mood did not last long. It was broken by Song Zechen who came to visit a week later. Looking at the tall figure standing at the door, Lian Senyu looked down at the suitcase next to Song Zechen with a sullen face and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean, Mr. Song?"

Song Zechen's face was calm, and his voice was full of respect for his brother-in-law: "Brother Lian, do you know me? I'm sure you know that Qingyang and I are friends. He was worried that I would be homeless, so he invited me to stay with you for a few days."

It was early in the morning, and Lian Qingyang hadn't gotten up yet. Lian Senyu couldn't possibly go to his room and pull him over to confront him. He could only hold his nose and let him in first. He said ruthlessly: "We don't have any extra slippers here, so you'll have to make do with bare feet for a few days. Aunt Qin cleans it every day anyway, so it's very clean. There's a vacant room on the first floor. How about living next door to Aunt Qin?"

Although it was a question, Song Zechen didn't dare to say no and readily agreed to his brother-in-law's arrangement.

Although he said he was barefoot, it was winter now and Lian Senyu was afraid that his brother would forget to wear shoes and run around, so he laid thick carpets on the floor. It was soft to step on and he didn't feel any cold.

Thinking that his younger brother might have stepped on the carpet, Lian Senyu stared at Song Zechen's feet. The more he looked, the more annoyed he became. He had no choice but to ask Aunt Qin to find a pair of disposable slippers for him to wear.

Song Zechen accepted the gift politely and thanked him. He was sitting on the sofa, bending over to put on his shoes under his brother-in-law's cold gaze, when a clear voice rang out from upstairs: "Song Zechen? You're here?"

Lian Qingyang said as he quickly walked downstairs: "Why didn't you tell me? I have already chosen a room for you. How about you live next to me?" As he spoke, he had already reached the sofa. Lian Qingyang greeted Lian Senyu and sat down next to Song Zechen.

Lian Senyu was even more displeased with Song Zechen. His usually well-behaved and sensible brother, who always asked him for advice on everything, actually called Song Zechen first! He even arranged for Song Zechen's room to be next door!