Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Because of what?

Song Yan racked his brains and thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. His eyes moved around, and his peach blossom eyes rolled around.

"go."

Before he could come up with a reason, a deep and pleasant voice interrupted him.

After Lin Litian finished his last mouthful of noodles, he picked up the bowl and walked to the kitchen, not caring whether Song Yan gave an answer or not.

"What?" Song Yan suspected that he heard it wrong, the chopsticks in his hand stopped in the air blankly, with a chopsticks crumbling noodle on it.

Are you still asking yourself why? ? ?Why did you suddenly agree?

This is this...

"Why are there so many, I'll go if you want." Lin Litian was about 1.9 meters tall when he was standing, and he could only look down at the person sitting, and replied casually.

After finishing speaking, he leaned forward and rubbed the little bamboo horse's head, "You take me in, I have to coax you."

boom--

The face in front of him turned red with a bang, he stumbled and didn't know what to say, and then he thought of something, the blood color faded from his flushed face, and he became a little pale, he stood up abruptly, and walked towards the stairs.

Looks calm.

If it is not the same hand and foot.

"I, I, I... I'm full... Go up... I'll go up first."

In just one sentence, he stammered, and the little mute completely became a little stutterer.

Before Lin Litian had time to say anything, the figure from his back disappeared in front of his eyes very quickly.

"Why can't help flirting..." Lin Litian looked at the end of his hair that disappeared around the corner, recalling Song Yan's attitude, he felt a little bit difficult holding his temples.

What's wrong with running away as soon as you flirt, and how to attack after this?

[Because you are a scumbag. 】

The system started to mess with him.

"Shut up if you can't speak." Lin Litian narrowed his eyes badly.

But the system still said regardless.

[Don't forget, in Song Yan's eyes, you still have a real boyfriend who hasn't broken up yet. You're on two boats, you're not a scumbag, who is? 】

Fuck!

He actually forgot this one!

No wonder Song Yan's expression changed just now, and he must have thought of He Jia, the official mate.

He was too busy trying to reveal the news of his breakup to his friends, but he forgot to tell the most important Song Yan.

Lin Li's face darkened, "Didn't you remind me earlier?"

【You are so happy, why should I bother you~】

Of course I can't remind you, where is the fun to watch?

In the next few days, Song Yan stayed at home and finished his work at home. Lin Litian occasionally saw people from Song Yan's company entering and leaving the villa, and Song Yan still maintained that unapproachable appearance in front of everyone.

When there are only two people left in private, Song Yan will still become his obedient little mute.

However, as long as he had the tendency to flirt with Song Yan, Song Yan would stammer and change the topic, or hide away with red ears, pretending he didn't hear it.

Lin Litian sighed, leaned against the door, looked at Song Yan who was busy in the garden with his pocket in his pocket, and asked quietly: "Little dumb, what are you doing?"

Song Yan turned his head and shook the watering can in his hand, "I'm watering."

The pure cotton off-white home clothes were too big for him, the hem was stacked at the waist, outlining the waist line, the rimless glasses were pinned to the neckline, and a small black rubber band was wrapped around the white and clean wrist.

Song Yan is only a little shorter than Lin Litian, because he was born prematurely, congenitally deficient, and has a small frame. He always looks thinner, with thin shoulders and back, and a thin wrist that can be broken at will.

When he doesn't see outsiders, he always likes to let his hair fall down, looking gentle and harmless.

Lin Litian leaned over to look at the rows of glassware under his hand with his pocket in his pocket, "What did you plant?"

The two of them were very close, and the airflow of their breath was entangled with each other, hitting the side of Song Yan's neck, and a small piece of near-transparent fluff stood up tremblingly.

The hand that grasped the watering can shook, and the water sprinkled on the ground, raising a smell of earth.

Sensing that this person wanted to distance himself again, Lin Litian straightened his body first, looked directly at the other person frankly, and asked again in a good-tempered manner: "What did you plant?"

He couldn't bear to see his uncomfortable appearance.

You can only accept it when you see it.

For so many years of thoughts, those who want to give it away are hesitant, and those who want to accept it naturally can't act too hastily.

"Tulip." Song Yan quickly blinked twice, desperately ignoring his contradictory intentions, "Yellow tulip."

Yellow tulips have many beautiful meanings, but there is an extremely negative flower language in Europe and America——

Hopeless love.

Lin Litian's heart felt sour, not strong, but like a faint poisonous fragrance, eroding every inch of nerve endings.

If he hadn't crossed over, and Yuanshen and He Jia were already talking about getting married, what would Song Yan do in the future?

"Brother, you don't have to stay with me here."

Song Yan's hand holding the watering can was so hard that it turned slightly white, "There is a gym on the third floor and a home theater in the basement. You can go about your own business."

Gym?

home theater?

Lin Li thought about it.

"You haven't given me a good tour of your house yet."

When he moved here, Song Yan was still on a business trip, and he didn't have much luggage, so he took a suitcase and found a guest room closest to the master bedroom to live in, and he didn't take a good look at the house.

"Visit?" Song Yan was puzzled, but still put down the watering can as he said, and walked into the house with Lin Litian following behind him.

"Where can I go, and where can't I go." He counted the things to pay attention to behind Song Yan, "What things can't be touched, or come a three-chapter agreement?"

In the previous world, when he shared a room with his roommates, he set the rules for sharing the room as soon as he moved in. Only when there are rules can things be handled smoothly, and everyone knows whether he crosses the line or not.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to find out where Song Yan's bottom line could be exposed to him, the object of his crush.

"No." Song Yan turned his back to him and shook his head. The home clothes were rounded by a pair of graceful butterfly bones, and he spit out two words in a clear voice.

No?

Lin Litian: "Nothing?"

"There is no place you can't go to, and there's nothing you can't touch." Those who walked in the front completely put their small territory in front of the person they like without any reservation.

Not to mention this villa, in fact, as long as Lin Litian can ask him for something, as long as he can, he will not refuse.

He was born unable to refuse Lin Litian.

But Lin Litian never asked him for anything.

No one has ever seen the sincere heart that was presented.

Lin Litian suddenly remembered an event in Yuanshen's memory.

When Song Yan was 12 years old, he had a major surgery, which was successful, and he recovered from his heart disease after 12 years, but this also meant that he had no reason to stay in the Lin family.

After Yuanshen found out about this, he lost his temper.

He was happy for the little mute, but reluctance also descended on him along with happiness.

Yuanchen, who was three years older than Song Yan, happened to be a rebellious and awkward age, and he couldn't speak well when he had something to say.

Song Yan didn't know who to attack this temper, so Song Yan could only bear it without saying a word.

On the day Song Yan left the Lin family, he didn't wait for Yuanshen's farewell, but only waited for a cold note——

"Let's go and don't see each other."

Unexpectedly, the two of them hadn't seen each other for three years.

Not only have I never met, I have never been in touch, and the only news about the other party is through friends.

The relationship broke the ice on the day the original body came of age.

The original body was drunk and knocked on the door of Song Yan's house. It was the little mute who hadn't seen him for three years who opened the door. Before he asked fiercely why the heartless little mute had been hiding from him for three years, Song Yan's tears fell first down.

The original body who knocked on someone's door in the middle of the night woke up instantly.

The drunkenness dissipated.

scared.

Because Song Yan had never cried once since the two met.

I couldn't sleep all night because of the pain and didn't cry, I didn't cry when I was bullied, and I didn't cry when I had surgery. It can be said that I haven't shed a single tear in the ten years of acquaintance.

The original body not only sobered up, but also panicked.

At a loss, he helped the little mute wipe away his tears, coaxed him in a low voice, and hurriedly asked who was bullying him, he asked someone to settle the score!

The distance that could not be crossed for three years was suddenly shortened, and the two were still the big devil and the little follower back then.

Fortunately, Song Yan stopped crying after crying in silence for a while. The original body saw that he was fine and he was not being bullied, so he remembered and asked fiercely, "Why haven't you come to me for three years."

"It's you." Song Yan's eyes were flushed, and he felt ashamed, and buried his head hard, wishing he could bury it in the ground, "You said you wouldn't meet."

"..."

The self-inflicted original body was so choked that he couldn't speak.

But the two finally reconciled, ending the three-year Cold War.

Song Yan has a cold and hard heart towards everyone, including himself, he is so resolute in doing things that he has no room for it.

Except for the ones you like.

"Can I go to your bedroom too?" Lin Litian asked abruptly after listening to the person walking in front introducing every corner of the house in detail.

"Yes." Song Yan didn't even hesitate, "Brother, do you want to sleep in the master bedroom?"

He could move to the guest room if he wanted.

Lin Litian raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled up, and his smiling voice hit his fragile eardrums, "What? Want to sleep with me?"

It's really not his fault!

The obedient and soft little bamboo horse in front of him, can he resist teasing? !

he can not!

He is asshole!

The back in front of her froze instantly, her heart was boiling hot, her voice trembled and trembled to the back, and the ending trembled unbelievably, "I... I can sleep in the guest room."

Before he could continue playing tricks, the doorbell rang downstairs, and Song Yan felt relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, and ran downstairs past Lin Litian.

It seems that two steps later will be eaten with meat.

The person who came was Song Yan's driver, Uncle Qiu, who came to deliver the dresses for the two people to attend the party the next day.

The custom-made dresses are noble but not exaggerated. The design is more like everyday suits, but the texture, materials and workmanship are very particular. It is Song Yan's preference at first glance.

Song Yan decided for himself a set of beige tuxedos, with sparse and proud eyebrows matched with a slightly warmer beige color, he turned around and transformed into an approachable nobleman.

The set for Lin Litian is similar in design and more stable lead gray.

The hard-to-tame heroic spirit was suppressed forcibly and calmed down a bit.

Uncle Qiu brought three sets of dresses, and Lin Litian glanced at the one left in the corner.

It's exactly the same as Song Yan's set.

"What happened to that set?"

Lin Litian didn't show his face, and the system called out secretly in his mind.

[Couple models for you. 】

Couples?