Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Tang Qing got up from the ground, dressed thickly, and did not hurt from falling.

Panting heavily, he looked at Lin Litian, unconsciously stood there in a daze, and murmured to himself, "You are really together..."

Lin Litian withdrew his gaze from Song Yan, looked at him, and said in a bad tone, "Yes, we are together. If you came here to verify this matter, you can get out now."

As the voice fell, Tang Qing's eyes became more and more red, and he spoke intermittently, trying his best to restrain himself from collapsing, "I have liked you for so many years... before... I didn't mean to cause you to lose your job before. I didn't expect to make trouble In that case, I have already clarified with the editor-in-chief of the news agency..."

Yan Shang desperately told himself to be a quality and civilized person, so he couldn't hold back the swearing, "You spread rumors at his place of work that he cheated on you, you started chaotically and ended up abandoning him, and you even courted his parents, saying that you are Lin Genan Friends, why didn’t you say you didn’t mean it when you disturbed their lives???”

Tang Qing ignored him and looked at Lin Litian stubbornly.

"It's not because of that that I don't like you." Lin Litian didn't soften his heart because of his almost begging tone, but became more ruthless, "It's that no matter what you do, I won't like you."

"Don't appear in front of me and Song Yan again." He said again.

"Your previous behavior is enough to file a case, and you don't want to go that far."

Tang Qing's face turned gray, and he stood motionless.

Ignoring him, Lin Litian walked up to Song Yan, "Let's go?"

Song Yan didn't react, and he nodded after Lin Litian asked again.

Bei Yue and Yan Shang quickly followed the two people walking towards the side of the road, and got into the back seat of the car.

Tang Qing was still standing under the street lights. Lin Litian didn t even give him a look when the car drove by.

The reserved restaurant was not far from Song Yan's school, the atmosphere in the car was oppressive, no one spoke on the way, and the two people sitting behind were silent, fearing that it would hurt Chi Yu.

Bei Yue took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the people around her.

[Bei Yue: Boss, the air pressure is too low! 】

It only took Yan Shang a second to get back the message.

[Yan Shang: Damn it, why don't we jump out of the car. 】

Unable to bear it any longer, Bei Yue decided to take action to break the stalemate. She leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat, poked out half of her head and called Brother Yan with a smile, "I'm Bei Yue, the editor of the boss."

Yan Shang is not far behind, "Yan Shang, I'm from the same high school as you!"

Song Yan looked in the rearview mirror, nodded indifferently, then looked at Yan Shang, and said sullenly, "I know you."

Someone spoke, and the depression in the car became a little more relaxed. Taking advantage of the gap between the red lights, Lin Litian glanced sideways at Song Yan.

Song Yan's back straightened unconsciously, and he looked down at the tip of his shoe absently, wondering what he was thinking.

His memory can't perfectly overlap the person in front of him with the person he met in the hotel. Even in the past two months when they reunited in reality, he never thought of the boy who grabbed him in the corridor. It's Song Yan.

Is the hair that long?

Oh, and the man was wearing a hat back then, and he couldn't even see the eyebrows, let alone the length of his hair.

At that time, he thought it was another one who was emboldened to confess his love after graduation, and his tone was very bad, trying to scare people back.

When the green light came on and the car restarted, Lin Litian looked away, and the corners of his mouth were straightened.

Everyone in the car knew that Lin Litian was angry, but no one knew what he was angry about.

Not even himself.

Was it because of his bad attitude when he faced Song Yan at the beginning, or was it because Song Yan shrank back into his shell without saying anything?

Perhaps it is the panic and heaviness in the face of such strong feelings.

Almost everything about Song Yan is about him, and he has spent so many years with everything in his arms, but he doesn't know about it.

When they arrived at the place to eat, they ate a meal with fear. There was no bitter gourd on the table, but Bei Yue and Yan Shang's expressions were more bitter than eating bitter gourd.

Fortunately, Yan Shang kept bringing up topics, and Song Yan would answer whatever he asked, so that the scene would not be completely cold.

Both of them are friends of Lin Litian, and Song Yan is more relaxed in front of them than in front of others.

Yan Shang guessed something about the relationship between the two of them more or less, and tried not to step on the minefield, "I remember that our class and your class played a basketball game at that time, and Lin Litian and I both played. To play? We may have played a game."

Song Yan nodded, "Yes."

The hot pot they ate today, he can't take spicy food very much, he is drinking lemonade bit by bit.

Seeing that he was about to refill the glass with lemonade, Yan Shang wanted to pour him a drink, "Drink, what lemonade are you drinking, and you don't need to drive later."

Lin Litian blocked the mouth of the cup to prevent him from pouring it, "He is allergic, so he can't..."

As if thinking of something, he stopped in the middle of speaking, stared blankly for a moment, and glanced at Song Yan, "Is it because of me that you don't drink?"

Because he misunderstood that Song Yan was drunk in the hotel corridor, so in the world of e-sports, Song Yan couldn't accept that he smelled of alcohol in front of him?

Song Yan didn't expect that he would remember, so he pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

Lin Litian felt stuck in his heart, feeling that he would be too stuffy to breathe if he stayed any longer, so he drew a short distance on the floor with the chair legs and stood up, "I'll go out for a while."

The streets are full of people walking after meals, and next to the restaurant is a small supermarket, Lin Litian subconsciously turned in.

He was addicted to smoking again, and every time he knew something about Song Yan, only nicotine could suppress his restlessness.

But instead of buying cigarettes, he picked a grape-flavored lollipop from the pile of lollipops on the counter.

After leaving the supermarket, he saw Song Yan standing at the door.

Lin Litian didn't look at him, he lowered his head and tore off the candy wrapper outside the lollipop, crumpled it into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and then put the candy into his mouth.

"How did you get out?"

There was no obvious expression on his face, but Song Yan's heart shrank suddenly, unable to hold back for a second, he could only grab his sleeve and coax him clumsily, "Don't be angry."

Lin Litian is more angry with himself now, if he can go back to the graduation banquet now, he will definitely beat himself to the ground.

He stared into each other's eyes with a wry smile, "You always thought Tang Qing and I were together in high school?"

Song Yan held on tighter.

He asked again: "Did you never think of coming to me for verification?"

Song Yan recalled what he saw at that time, and said with difficulty: "I... thought he was kissing you."

Lin Litian was silent for a long time, pulled out the lollipop from his mouth, held it in his hand, and kissed the back of his head.

The taste of grapes filled the mouths of the two of them, so rich that it seemed that an entire vineyard was stuffed in their mouths.

In just a few seconds, he let go and raised his eyebrows, "Is that so?"

Song Yan grabbed the clothes on his chest with two hands instead, the fabric was crumpled so tightly, "No..."

Lin Litian let out a heavy breath, "You're so stupid."

The man who was about to be promoted to the youngest associate professor of Jiangcheng University did not refute him, but followed his words and said, "Yes, you are so stupid."

Lin Litian: "That's why I missed it for so long."

"My fault, I shouldn't have listened to him."

Lin Litian saw that he looked like he would cooperate with his own will even if he was talking nonsense, and the depression in his heart gradually eased, so he laughed, "How about perfunctory me?"

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Song Yan let go of the tension in his heart, shook his head solemnly, "I'm coaxing you."

Lin Litian raised his eyebrows, "Just coaxing like this?"

Song Yan's eyes wandered, "You teach me, and I will follow."

Lin Litian paused, put the lollipop back into his mouth, and chewed it to pieces. The paper stick was thrown into the trash can, and he dragged the person towards the parking lot, "Go home and coax."

At this time, the two forgotten grievances called, and Yan Shang asked nervously on the other end of the phone: "Where are you going? You won't be arguing?"

"No." Lin Litian kept walking, "I've already bought the order, Song Yan and I will leave first."

With the speakerphone on over there, Bei Yue became anxious, "No, what will we do if you leave, Boss!"

"Make up your own mind."

After speaking, I hung up.

The two people who stayed in the private room looked at each other, and Bei Yue asked worriedly: "What's going on with the two of them?"

Yan Shang picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, thought for a while, and said: "The person I like has liked me for so many years, and I don't know it at all. No matter how you say it, I will be a little depressed."

After listening to Yan Shang's story about the two of them, Bei Yue couldn't help being shocked, "Is God playing with them?"

"But at least I'm happy now." Yan Shang shrugged, and said, "You didn't drink, my car is nearby, and I will take me back later."

Bei Yue: "If you want to be beautiful, find a substitute driver."

Back home, Lin Litian didn't turn on the light, but his eyes were bright in the night, he let go of Song Yan's hand, and saw the person in front of him clearly through the bright lights of Wanjia outside the window, "Come on."

Song Yan couldn't see him clearly, groped twice, and leaned forward, "Aren't you going to teach me?"

Lin Litian carried him to the table. Although Song Yan was not as tall as him, he was still a man, not light in weight, so scared that he subconsciously hooked his legs.

"Isn't this self-taught?" Lin Litian smiled lowly.

Song Yan was so ashamed that even his neck turned red, and he pushed his legs up and crossed behind his waist, all the slippers fell to the ground, and his hands were on his neck, "Then...then what?"

Lin Litian didn't do anything, just hugged him like this, and asked a question that he knew the answer but still wanted to ask, "Song Yan, did you rush back to Jiangcheng on the day of the car accident to attend the class reunion?"

"Ah."

"To see me?"

Song Yan remembered that he was coaxing others, so he had to be frank and lenient, "Yes."

But that day he had no intention of going at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Litian felt a sense of powerlessness that he and Song Yan were destined to miss.

He supported Song Yan's leg, and pulled him into his arms. Song Yan exclaimed, and the whole person left the table, his legs had to be clamped even tighter, and he looked down at the person who picked him up in a daze.

With the other palm behind his ear, Lin Litian raised his head and kissed him vigorously.

The tip of the tongue pried open the closed lips and teeth, entangled together, making a sticky sound of water in the dark environment.

They have kissed many times, never like this time, Lin Litian felt that he wanted to deprive the person in front of him from the inside out.

After finally separating, Song Yan's head was numb from his kiss, his lips were wet and soft, and his chest was heaving and panting.

Song Yan's chin has a scar left by a car accident, which is so shallow that it can't be seen if you don't look carefully, let alone in such a dim situation.

But Lin Litian still kissed the scar precisely, licking its outline carefully.

Song Yan felt itchy, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only hug him tighter.

Lin Litian was no better than him, after kissing him softly, the restrained veins and blood vessels protruded from his neck, burning hot.

Ever since the two of them lived together, Lin Litian had gotten used to enduring the torment of cold showers.

Unexpectedly, before he pulled away, Song Yan grabbed his hand and said breathlessly, "Go back to the room."

Lin Litian was stunned for a moment, and the reason he had regained a little began to falter, but he said: "You are not fully recovered yet."

Although Song Yan recovered very well, it was less than two months since the car accident, so he didn't dare to take the risk.

Even though the heating was turned on enough in the room, the body temperature of the two people was still rising. The boundless desire was like countless silk threads, wrapping the two of them airtightly.

Song Yan's eyes were foggy, mixed with inexplicable emotions, and the corners of his eyes became more and more red, "I asked the doctor...he said yes."

"What can you do?" Lin Litian's eyes were filled with emotion, his voice was low and hoarse, dry enough to catch fire.

Song Yan unconsciously added fuel to the fire, completely starting a raging fire, "Anything is fine."

After saying this, Lin Litian brought him back to the bedroom. Song Yan was put on the bed. Lin Litian lifted the hem of his beige sweater and put his hot hands on his waist. The stimulation made Song Yan muffled.

Lin Litian's eyelids were reddened by the humming, and he suddenly asked, "Do you have class tomorrow?"

Song Yan raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes, and the sentence he spoke was trembling, "I can ask for leave in the morning..."

"Invite the afternoon one too, baby."

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