automatic reincarnation system

..." Nangong Jing looked at the steamed face in front of him...

Sighed in my heart, "Come here!"

first kiss

Nangong Jing took Han Muqing to a rockery behind the park. A certain corner of the rockery can hide from the snow and there is no wind, so it is very suitable for roasting sweet potatoes.This place was discovered by him by accident, a treasured geomantic land that would not be discovered when playing peek-a-boo.

but……

Sigh, telling this guy Han Muqing is no different from making it public...

Nangong Jing sighed and thought, the two children hid behind the rockery and started roasting sweet potatoes.Obviously, this guy Han Muqing did this kind of thing not once or twice, look at his familiar movements...

And I didn't forget to bring a lighter...

The fire is on, and this corner is getting warmer...

The time to wait for the sweet potatoes to be baked is very short and very long...

Han Muqing's voice was very soft, it was the first time he had seen him look so serious, his eyes were far away...

"Nangong Jing, do you know..."

Nangong Jing found that his eyes were involuntarily attracted to Han Muqing, and the steamed bun face, which was always disliked, actually felt... quite cute at this moment?

Mantoulian didn't look at him, but just looked at the snow falling silently outside...

"Legend... people who watch the first snow in winter together... will fall in love with each other."

"..."

"!!!!!!"

Nangong Jing stiffened, and instantly realized that she was an idiot who was so touched just now...

The two hid in the first snow in winter, and after eating delicious sweet potatoes and corn, Nangong's mother's voice came from outside the rockery:

"Xiao Jing... Xiao Jing... are you here?"

"Xiao Jing..."

Her voice sounded anxious, too...in the snow...and he was only five years old...

Nangong Jing hesitated for a moment, looking at Han Muqing who had finished eating the corn contentedly and fell asleep...

Reluctantly, she chose to carry him on her back, "Mom... I'm here!"

The day of the first snow in winter was also the first winter he knew Han Muqing, the first snow...

They... slept together.

"Xiao Jing, mother has already told Mu Qing's mother, Mu Qing will live with us tonight, you can't bully Xiao Qing like last time!"

Nangong Jing silently changed into a clean sweater, "Got it."

"Wait, let Xiaoqing drink this cup of ginger tea, so you won't catch a cold!" Nangong's mother put down the steaming ginger tea and left.

Han Muqing opened the door, "Hi! Nangong Jing~~"

Nangong Jing was helpless, "Han Muqing...it's not the first time we meet today...do we need to say hello?"

Han Muqing spread his hands, "Oh!"

"By the way, my mother made ginger tea for you to drink."

"Ginger tea..." Han Muqing was worried. He didn't like this kind of thing that tasted sweet and spicy, and it wasn't fried rice cakes... At least the fried rice cakes were chewy...

"Come on, Nangong Jing, drink it up! Don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold, you will lose the chance to read English with you tomorrow~~" Han Muqing smiled enthusiastically and brought the ginger tea to Nangong Jing's mouth.

"..." Nangong Jing turned her head silently, "I've already drank it, so I won't catch a cold. This cup is yours!"

"..." Han Muqing was in a dilemma, put the ginger tea on the table, and looked at it with a tangled steamed bun face in pain...

Nangong Jing took a look at him, and raised the corner of her mouth...

"Mother!!"

Nangong Jing suddenly yelled, and Nangong's mother quickly appeared, looking at them, "What's the matter?"

In the next second, Nangong Jing was satisfied to see Han Muqing's children's shoes sitting there very upright, and said very politely: "Auntie, I really trouble you today!"

Nangong's mother smiled like a flower blooming on her face, "Where is it... by the way," looking at the ginger tea on the table, "Xiaoqing, my aunt made ginger tea for you, hurry up and drink it while it's hot, It's not good when it's cold..."

"Well, okay, thank you auntie!"

Han Muqing's children's shoes picked up the ginger tea obediently, and drank it under the watchful eyes of Nangong's mother...

Nangong's mother packed up her things and left.

Han Muqing raised his head and looked at Nangong Jing's children's shoes who were obviously in a good mood...

Spit out two words: "Despicable!"

"..." Despicable is despicable, although Nangong Jing never thought that this kind of word would be used on himself one day, but...

Although this method was used, seeing Han Muqing like this...

He really is...unprecedented...

happy!

Nangong Jing smiled and agreed, "That's right, it's quite despicable."

Han Muqing became worried, "You're not ashamed but proud!! Nangong Jing...how about your leadership demeanor? What about your style? Your behavior style is so bad, you will definitely not be able to be a qualified leader in the future..."

Sighing, she reached out and patted Nangong Jing's stiff little shoulder, "My condolences. I won't tell your supporters and fans that you lost your leadership style on this day..."

"..." This time it was Nangong Jing's turn to worry.

He...really did...

Is this kind of thing?

It was just designed for Han Muqing to drink some ginger tea, why did he suddenly feel that he had done something unreasonable?Serious enough to affect his future life? !

Nangong Jing looked at Han Muqing with tears streaming down her face, and Han Muqing...

He has naturally picked up the chocolate he was reluctant to eat imported from Germany...and started eating...

Nangong Jing turned her head in pain, what the hell is going on with him today?For a moment, I felt that this kid was very considerate and gentle...

That night, Nangong Jing had no choice but to share the bed with Han Muqing... But, Nangong Jing...

Depressed again.

The reason came from a goodnight kiss his mother habitually gave him... and he also habitually returned a cheek kiss to his mother...

"Sleep well, Xiao Qing, Xiao Jing."

Nangong's mother said, and closed the door...

In the dark, the little steamed bun next to him approached him, "Nangong Jing... um~~"

"What are you huh!!" Nangong Jing was indignant, this kid...does he have to speak in such a disgusting tone in his ear? !

Han Muqing felt resentful, "Nangong Jing...I want to~~"

"What do you want?" Nangong Jing was annoyed.

"I want you..." Han Muqing murmured...

Goosebumps all over Nangong Jing's body, and the whole body seemed to be prickly, and the hairs all over his body were hardened. Hearing the soft, personalityless but distinctive voice next to him, he continued:

"Good night kiss from..."

"..." Nangong Jing roared in pain in his heart, you won't finish talking all at once! ! !But...replacing it with "good night kiss"...he's not that happy...

"Nangong Jing~~" the soft voice called him again.

"..." Nangong Jing pinched her thigh in pain...then...

With a healthy mentality of "Isn't it just kissing a steamed bun", Nangong Jing put her mouth close to the somewhat transparent and beautiful steamed bun's face under the moonlight...

"Hurry up~" Han Muqing got impatient and turned his head away, who knows...

The mouth is as soft and moist as steamed buns...

It directly bumped into Nangong Jing's tangled mouth...

With a sound of "Boom...", Nangong Jing's whole body seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt in an instant, and became stiff...

"..." In the darkness, the two children were silent, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard...

Shouldn't this kind of misfire scene happen to the male and female protagonists of idol dramas? !A hundred grass and mud horses galloped past Nangong Jing's heart, and the whole person continued to freeze, not knowing what to do, not knowing what to say...

Han Muqing broke the silence, "Hello."

Nangong Jing turned his head sullenly, and buried himself with the quilt. If possible, he really wanted to prove his innocence by death! !

Han Muqing rarely slipped into the quilt, but stared at the ceiling, and said slowly:

"This is my first kiss!"

"..." There was another bang, Nangong Jing felt that his whole body was familiar from the beginning to the end... If he was not in the dark, he would definitely see his whole body...

All red like a boiled shrimp...

Nangong Jing petrified in place, he wanted to pretend to be dead, or directly suffocate himself to death with a quilt...either to suffocate himself or to suffocate the steamed bun face next to him! !

And all the grievances turned into: why didn't he dedicate his first kiss to Xiaomei in the cram school when he admired her? !In this way, this kiss is not his first kiss... No, this is not the point!

Nangong Jing struggled there for a long time, and then, the complicated mood slowly evolved into: Why is there no earthquake now? !

At last……

Nangong Jing sat up from the quilt with a bang, and roared: "This is just an accident, you must eat it as chocolate and digest it!! If you dare to tell others, I will..."

Halfway through the yelling, he realized the steamed face that kept him awake at night...

You have closed your eyes and slept soundly? !

T_T. . .

Nangong Jing put on the quilt again.

Well, anyway, he was the only one struggling here from the beginning to the end. This bun face doesn't take it seriously at all, damn it... Maybe his first kiss is not as important as chocolate in this kid's eyes! !

Nangong Jing was sad and angry.

but……

Emerging from the quilt again, Nangong Jing glanced at the steamed bun face next to her for a long time, then stretched out her hand...

He pinched the steamed bun face opposite him fiercely! !

Sure enough... the hand feel is as good as imagined!Nangong Jing was consummated.

Mantou-face frowned, just when Nangong Jing's nerves were a little tense, thinking that he was about to wake up, Mantou-face on the opposite side stretched out a fat hand like a steamed bun, touched his nose, and murmured Said: "Delicious... um..."