[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

The cat under him suddenly screamed, jumped off the lap of the "mother" who didn't treat him well, and ran out of sight.

Cheng Yourang, who was too aggressive at the moment, touched his nose in embarrassment: "Are you proposing? You don't even have a ring."

He had originally thought of it on a whim, and really didn't prepare a ring.

Qi Chi took his hand and roughly measured the circumference of his fingers: "I'm going to buy it now."

Cheng Yourang withdrew his hand and looked away: "Let's talk about it next time."

In fact, from the first sentence he said just now, he understood the meaning of his refusal, but he still pretended not to understand and asked one more question foolishly.

Qi Chi lowered his eyes and supported his face with one hand.

Maybe it was because he just rejected him, and he felt a little sorry, Cheng Yourang closed his eyes and kissed him proactively.

There was no expected anger, but a gentle and lingering kiss.

After they separated, the two looked at each other with blurred eyes, as if they couldn't tell where they were at the moment.

"I will tell you all about my past, even if you decide to give up on me after listening, I will accept it."

Cheng Yourang planted another kiss on his face, as if he had indescribable nostalgia.

"I......"

He just said a word when a warm finger was placed on his lips.

Cheng Yourang looked at him in surprise, not quite understanding what this meant.

"Let's talk later, I'll take you to a place first."

Cheng Yourang was picked up by him, and almost without a choice, he came to the piano room he had seen before.

It's still the same piano room, but with more items added, it doesn't look as empty anymore.

"Why are you sitting like this?"

Cheng Yourang exclaimed, and his face was also blushed.

Qi Chi hugged him and sat down on the piano bench, but he didn't put him down, and let him sit on his lap in a very intimate position.

When he just sat down, he accidentally touched several keys.

Qi Chi held his waist to keep him from moving, and said seriously: "This stool is narrow, so you can sit on it."

Listen to him fart!

Cheng Yourang knew that he was talking nonsense, but he still couldn't escape from him.

"I said—" Qi Chi chuckled close to his ear, "Do you really want to keep moving around, just like this posture?"

"..."

Cheng Yourang, who didn't want to applaud Ai even at the slightest disagreement, gave up resisting and sat on his lap resignedly.

He reached out and touched the black and white keys in front of him: "You want to teach me how to play the piano?"

Qi Chi covered his hands with both hands, and knocked his chin on his shoulder: "I bought it for you."

Cheng Yourang was led by him to play a scale, and he felt pretty good, and became interested: "Then what can you teach me to play? Something simpler?"

"How about Chopin?"

"Chopin?"

Cheng Yourang didn't have much musical talent, but this was a name he had heard before, he was a famous pianist, and he thought it was good, so he nodded and agreed: "All right, this is it."

The hands of the two were pressed tightly together.

One wants to take the other with him, and the other is afraid that if he is not careful, he will not be able to keep up.

Panic and grace intertwined, soothing music flowed from under their fingers, reverberated in the room, and surrounded them.

Unlike listening to him play before, Cheng Yourang, who participated in it for the first time, was so busy with the movements of his hands that he didn't have the energy to listen to how he played.

It wasn't until the sound of the music fell that he inserted his fingers between his own and put his hand on the black and white keys, he let out a long sigh of relief.

During the whole process, he could only feel the warmth from the opponent's palm, as well as the excitement of desperately wanting to keep up with the opponent and accomplish something amazing with him.

Cheng Yourang raised his head to look at the snow-white ceiling, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a pleasant arc, almost pamperingly reminding the person who gnawed on his neck: "Take it easy, don't bite me."

Qi Chi leaned his head on his shoulder contentedly, and couldn't help but kissed that fair neck again: "Shall I go and watch a movie?"

At this time, Cheng Yourang couldn't say no, and was hugged by him obediently, and he never separated from him.

This time the movie was chosen by Qi Chi, Cheng Yourang only took a look at it, and didn't object.

Cheng Yourang was still focused and serious when watching movies, and didn't like to talk.

Qi Chi also cooperated quietly, only feeding some fruit from time to time.

After watching a nearly two-hour movie, lying in his arms, Cheng Yourang turned around, stretched his long arms around his waist, and rubbed his head on his stomach.

Now it is so close, in fact, the two were still breaking up not long ago.

Of course, the main reason is that he was speaking harshly.

Now such a move that is far beyond the scope of ambiguity makes Qi Chi's ears warm.He stretched out his hand to check his black hair, which was no longer long enough to make a few bends: "Do you know why the heroine chose him in the end?"

"Because the previous people have left, it turns out that they are not suitable. And this one is the most suitable. If he also leaves, she may really spend her whole life alone in this small courtyard."

"One more thing," Qi Chi leaned over and kissed his ear, "Even if they first met because of loneliness, they fell in love with each other long ago. They understand each other and are the most suitable for each other."

How could Cheng Yourang not hear such obvious meaning?He smiled, leaning back to return his kiss.

"What do you know about me? Personality or body?"

Qi Chi replied with a smile: "I have both, but I want to know more."

"Screw you!"

Cheng Yourang laughed and scolded, and suddenly felt a little emotional with a smile. The person in front of him seemed to be the only one for him, and also the person who knew his body best.

"How did you know I was there last night?"

"Who is that man next to you?"

"Classmates, colleagues, strangers."

Qi Chi narrowed his eyes: "You can even go out drinking with strangers? Huh?"

Cheng Yourang didn't like to hear his upturned ending, to be more honest, he couldn't control it.No matter how many times he listened to it, he felt dangerous and exciting, which aroused goosebumps all over his body.

"I even went to the hotel to take a shower with a stranger!"

Cheng You let him control the direction of the topic, and after a few seconds of thinking, he immediately found the point of entry: "That bastard took off my clothes at the door in order to prevent me from running away, and said hello to me like a pervert. fragrant."

Fearing that he would recall some bad memories, Qi Chi didn't dare to continue this topic, and covered his mouth with his hand to prevent him from continuing.When the person finally calmed down, he let go, and brought the topic back to the beginning: "Don't tell me to break up, let's make up?"

"..."

Cheng Yourang was silent for a moment, and then said: "After you have heard my story, you can decide whether to make up or not."

He said this strangely, throwing the initiative to the person who asked him to reconcile.It was as if the chosen one became him once the story was told.

It was as if he was going to use this story to expose his disguise.

When this layer of camouflage is gone, the deceived will suddenly realize.

Qi Chi: "Then listen to me before you speak."

Cheng Yourang looked at him and asked, "What?"

"Don't think I'm going to give up on you until I respond. Don't push me away before I can hold you tight."

He took his hand, as if he had made up his mind.

No matter what you say, what your past is like, it will not change my determination to love you.

Under his encouraging eyes, Cheng Yourang smiled: "Then I will start talking."

"Actually, you have already seen that there is no such friend at all, and that person is me."

When he was first exposed by him, he also thought about why he thought this was a story that happened to him so quickly.

It took a turn of the head to finally realize, who can have such a good empathy ability, and describe in such detail the psychological activities of the other party when they have experienced the ups and downs of life?

"That girl was a freshman. I hadn't seen her, but she died because of me."