After I became A Piao, I found out that my best friend had a crush on me

Meng Yue's consciousness scanned the rows of spines and quickly found the target.In a series of books, this is just a very inconspicuous book.I was loaned out and returned before, and I didn't get any special care.

Meng Yue raised his eyelids, and the slightly worn-out ancient books with brittle yellow paper floated up from the bookshelf, and floated in front of Meng Yue's eyes, flipping page by page.

Meng Yue thought carefully: If I flip through like this, it shouldn't be considered damage to public property.

He paused.

The pages of the book turned back with a "squeak".

Meng Yue's eyes were focused on the traces of the torn paper above, his eyes darkened slightly.

He looked at the left and right pages, and quickly aroused the impression.In the photocopy given by Daoist Qingxin, these two pages are also missing.But at that time, the next page was the beginning of a new story, and the previous page was an illustration. With the paragraphs at the end, it was easy for Meng Yue to feel that the previous story ended here.At that time, he seemed to feel a little regret.

……Pity?

The pages of the book were turned forward again, and Meng Yue carefully read the story with two pages torn out.Coincidentally, what is described here is what a living person saw and heard after his soul left his body.

Meng Yue thought to himself: The remaining two pages, could it be that Wang Sheng in the story found a way to return to his body?

The pages of the book turned back again with a "crash", and this time went directly to another story.Looking at the ending "Yi Shi's Saying", Meng Yue thought to himself: Maybe I'm overthinking it?Those two pages may be other illustrations, possibly Ishishi's long speech.

It is also possible that it is the specific way Wang Sheng returned to his body.

Meng Yue raised his hand and gently squeezed the pages in front of him with his fingers.

One picture after another came to my mind, from the printing of books in the previous dynasty, the ink staining the paper, to the chaos of war.During the period, there was a figure of Taoist priest. Meng Yue was refreshed at first, but when he looked carefully, he realized that the Taoist priest was not Ying Bai, but another strange face.He was dressed in Taoist robes, and the surroundings were dimly arranged, making it impossible to tell the age.

Different from the previous postcards, although there are still only a few scenes without beginning and end, but because the book itself has experienced too much, there are many pictures, and it appears in Meng Yue's eyes one after another.Meng Yue held his breath, and rummaged through it for a while, and not long after, he finally found the face of Taoist Master Qingxin.

It was daytime at that time, Taoist Master Qingxin was standing by the bookshelf, holding this book in his hand.

He lightly brushed the cover of the book with his palm, and talked to the person next to him.Not long after, it was the book that was videotaped.

There seems to be no problem.

Meng Yue lowered his eyes, and the book floated back to the summer vacation, staying safely in the original place.The next moment, Meng Yue appeared in Ying Ze's bedroom.

Ying Ze had already taken a shower.He was fast, with half-wet hair, on the phone.After hearing a few words, Meng Yue found out that he was talking to Hu Jing about hiring a professional manager.

Hu Jing was obviously worried, but Ying Ze had already made up her mind.Telling Hu Jing this time is also a reassurance for her, implying: Although I am not in Jiacheng, you are still my pair of eyes.The company will not treat you badly in the future.

While talking, Ying Ze turned his eyes away and landed on Meng Yue.

At this time, the shadow of Meng Yue in his eyes was already very faint.When the light shines on it, there is only a little distorted light and shadow.But Ying Ze quickly noticed the difference, he smiled at Meng Yue, and sped up his speech with Hu Jing.

Soon the phone was hung up, Meng Yue walked over, and the hair dryer was summoned and plugged in.Meng Yue sat by the bed, the hair dryer worked on Ying Ze's head for a while, he avoided it a little, and said, "I don't want to blow it, my head hurts."

Meng Yue asked: "What's wrong?"

At the same time, the "humming" sound of the hair dryer stopped, and she lay down quietly.

And Ying Ze used his current posture to tilt slightly, and then lay on Meng Yue's lap as a pillow.He raised his hand to touch Meng Yue's face. His fingers were slender and really suitable for playing the piano.The tip of the index finger lightly brushed Meng Yue's chin.

Meng Yue had no expression on his face, thinking to himself: Are you making fun of a cat?

He looked down at Ying Ze, and heard his boyfriend say, "It's nothing, I just don't want to brag."

Meng Yue looked at Ying Ze's wet hair with disapproval.

Ying Ze probably sensed her boyfriend's gaze—Meng Yue couldn't understand at all, he should be so transparent right now, how could Ying Ze judge his micro-expression so accurately?Thinking about it this way, perhaps Ying Ze could also feel a little bit of aura, to be precise, "the aura belonging to Meng Yue"——now he smiled slightly, turned his fingers to hook the hair on the side of Meng Yue's ear, and said: "You wipe it for me?"

Meng Yue understood: So she was acting like a baby.

He raised his hand, and a towel flew over.Ying Ze changed his posture and lay on Meng Yue's lap.Next to his cheek is Meng Yue's fatal spot.

At first, this hair-rubbing movement was very pure, and Ying Ze also wholeheartedly told Meng Yue about his future plans.Meng Yue listened and said, "It's past nine o'clock, sister Hu answered your call, does her husband have any objections?"

Ying Ze was startled: "An opinion? What opinion?"

Meng Yue felt Yingze's still damp hair with his fingers, and a little warm air overflowed from his fingertips.Ying Ze noticed it, and frowned in confusion at first, but soon realized that this was Meng Yue's new research discovery.So he settled down, with a bit of Meng Yue's laziness in his voice, "Oh, are you jealous?"

Meng Yue: "..."

He paused his hands, lowered his head, and could see Ying Ze's hair spinning.

Meng Yue asked sincerely, "Why do you think so?"

Ying Ze seemed to be smiling.When he laughed, his chest trembled slightly, and his head swayed back and forth.Meng Yue thought to himself, he obviously didn't drink, but from the time he went down the mountain to now, he always felt that Ozawa was drunk.

In the current posture, it is easy to misfire.

Meng Yue didn't show much at first.But later, Ying Ze noticed it.He was stunned this time, and it took him a while to understand what had changed in Meng Yue.Meng Yue originally thought that his boyfriend had finally improved and knew what it meant to flirt quietly.But looking at Ying Ze's red ears, Meng Yue realized that he probably thought too much.

He sighed and tossed the towel aside.By this time, Yingze's hair was completely dry, fluffy, with the fragrance of shampoo.Fingers feel soft and dry.

Meng Yue's hand slid down a little and touched his boyfriend's back.He teased her carelessly, and saw that the tips of Yingze's ears were getting redder and redder, and finally his neck was turning crimson.He couldn't see his boyfriend's face right now, but Meng Yue was very pedantic, thinking: His face should be red too, right?

how to say--

Like a rabbit.

Other places are white and tender, but there are a few places that always turn red.

But if the rabbit is touched, it will fake pregnancy, Ozawa will not do this.

"Meng Yue," he asked when Ying Ze called him, "Do you want to...?"

There was a slight smile in Meng Yue's voice, "What do you want?"

Ying Ze seemed a little annoyed.He wanted to sit up, but Meng Yue's hand was still on his back.So Ying Ze didn't move at all, raised his hand in a polite manner, and went to untie Meng Yue's pants.Right now, Meng Yue is still wearing the same outfit as when he was in the car accident. In Ying Ze's words, it doesn't feel fresh at all when he takes off his clothes.

Ying Ze said, "I originally wanted to ask you what you did just now."

But now it's the same question.

When he said this, his articulate words were still clear.Afterwards, it was vague, as if... no, indeed, there was something in his mouth.

And Meng Yue looked at his trembling hair, thought for a moment, and replied: "Go to the library and read the original version of that book."

Ying Ze said "No".Feeling awkward in his position, he slid slowly out of bed.This time Meng Yue didn't hold him down.

He took a breath, looked up at Meng Yue, his mouth was water red, with a bit of excessive friction.Now leaning on Meng Yue's lap, her cheeks were also wet and shiny.

Ying Ze was silent for a moment, then asked, "You don't believe my uncle?"

Meng Yue looked down at him, pulled him up, hugged him and kissed him, and replied: "I only trust you, and my parents."

Ying Ze sighed.

He furrowed his brows at first, then parted away a little bit, and said, "Did you find anything?"

Meng Yue felt that he was very powerful, and he could still speak a complete sentence at such a time.

But soon, Ying Ze couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

When everything was over, Ying Ze raised his hand and said, "Water."

A glass of warm water floated to his hand.

After Ying Ze finished drinking, the water floated away, and he said, "Smoke."

Meng Yue leaned aside and said, "Stop smoking."

Ying Ze looked up at him.

At this moment, he could clearly see Meng Yue's naked chest.Meng Yue smiled at him and said, "After you smoke, kissing is a bit bitter."

Ying Ze frowned, and said after a while, "Why didn't you come sooner..."

Meng Yue pulled him over, kissed him again, and said, "It's a bit bitter, but it tastes good."

Ying Ze was helpless, Meng Yue recalled what he had said before, and said, "The book is fine. It is missing two pages, but the spiritual eyes, the connection between the body and the spiritual body that my uncle talked about, these are originally in other stories."

Ying Ze was silent for a moment, the two hugged each other intimately, Meng Yue once felt that Ying Ze had fallen asleep.But Ying Ze suddenly said, "When I was a child, I always felt that my uncle and my father didn't have a good relationship."

Meng Yue paused and gave a soft "hmm".

He patted Yingze's back little by little, as if coaxing a child.Ying Ze said: "I can't say why, it's a child's intuition. At that time, my uncle's body hadn't fully recovered, and he was not the master of the temple. Well, at that time, the master of the temple was another priest, what's his name... … Xumi? My dad took me up the mountain to see him, and I thought the old Taoist priest was gloomy and a little scary. But after listening to others, they all said that Taoist Xumi is very good.”

Meng Yue was very cooperative and asked, "What happened next?"

Ying Ze said: "Later? It's nothing. Daoist Xu Mi quit, just resigned and handed over, and it's my brother-in-law's turn to take up the post."

After he finished speaking, he seemed sleepy, and he was very worried about what Meng Yue said earlier, "Hey, you don't believe my uncle..."

Meng Yue said: "He is your family."

Ying Ze said nothing.

Meng Yue clasped his hand and said, "Xiao Ze, you are also my family."

Ying Ze trembled slightly.

Meng Yue said: "You are very important to me." He thought for a while, "Maybe I think too much."

This time, after a longer time, Ying Ze said, "No, let's keep your judgment."

He grew up in an environment with little family affection, and Ying Bai had been a Taoist priest for many years when he was born.Ying Ze and this uncle didn't see each other a few times a year. When he was a child, his father took him to heaven to visit, and Ying Song and Ying Bai chatted. Ying Ze either sat on the side and counted the cracks in the floor tiles to pass the time, or was allowed to let the wind pass in the yard. wandering around.Later, when he grew up, Ying Song went abroad for medical treatment, and the task of maintaining the relationship with his uncle fell on Ying Ze.Every time we meet, we intend to manage the atmosphere to chat and maintain the relationship.

If you want to talk about the deep blood relationship between Ying Ze and Ying Bai, it's not the case.

It's just a momentary surge of emotions, a little out of control.

If there is nothing wrong with the uncle, but a little psychological defense and verification will not bring any harm to the uncle.

But if Uncle really has something...

Ying Ze didn't want to think about it.He just couldn't describe the pain, and felt that if this was the case, Meng Yue would lose his caution because of his relationship, which would be even more unacceptable.

His thoughts turned to this, and he sighed a little, feeling cold.

Meng Yue didn't expect her boyfriend to think so much.He was a little funny, and replied: "Well, it's all up to you."

The author has something to say: Good morning~ Surprised or not? Surprised or not!

A little angel said that he would like to read "Tyrant" next... so it is!

While selecting the next article, it is actually a pre-receipt after the selection of the file, so:

If you write "Tyrant" first, the pre-acquisition will be the two lines of the rivers and lakes and the court, cp is the senior brother, the romantic and unruly killer Gong x is deeply hidden in the palace, and the little prince is the subject. It is probably a story of a dynasty that will turn the tide with all its strength ( There is a lily vice cp).

In the case of "True Fragrance", the pre-acquisition is still comprehension, the protagonist is "Long Aotian's divorced fiancée and her brother", cp Long Aotian.On this basis, I haven't decided whether to go blackening Long Aotian Gong x Holy Mother's Shou or go to Mo De's emotional cultivation Gong x My life is up to me and I can't help but I can't help but you can see it Ah Jiang is very in love with his writing, it is impossible to have no feelings).I didn’t think about it, which means that maybe 2 choose 1, maybe I want them all. I haven't struggled with the result yet, so the advance receipt may be marked with "unknown" first, and I will save some time to continue to struggle ==

Give the little angels a reference (scratching head