Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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The sports car quickly drove into the well-equipped high-end villa area, and then drove into the parking lot of one of the two-story buildings.

Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, who was expressionless and closed his eyes in the passenger seat, thinking that from today onwards, he would not only have to eat and live with this big guy, but also torture him in a different way, and couldn't help but feel in his heart. She shed tears for herself who was too miserable in the future.

As soon as the car stopped steadily, Xiao Yuanmu opened his eyes. His eyes were as cold as a deep pool, clear and clear, without a trace of sleep.

Song Xuanhe was not surprised. If Xiao Yuanmu could fall asleep in a man's car that forced him to bend over, it would be a horror event comparable to the Jurassic resurrection of dinosaurs.

"Here, let's go down." Song Xuanhe conscientiously said his lines: "You will live here with me in the future. Later I will show you your room. After watching you go to the kitchen and make dinner."

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him lightly, opened the door and got out of the car.

Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief, first took him around in this two-story villa, then opened a room and said, "You will live here in the future."

In this book, Song Xuanhe thinks that the only correct thing the original owner did was to split the room with Xiao Yuanmu and sleep. Although he didn’t know why he had to sleep separately with his lover, because of this, Song Xuan And at least you don't need to worry about it at night, to prevent Xiao Yuanmu from killing someone if he is upset.

Xiao Yuanmu took a look at the clean and tidy room unnecessarily, then moved his gaze to Song Xuanhe, and said lightly: "What do you want to eat."

"It doesn't matter." Song Xuanhe doesn't want to add to the blockade of this big guy anymore, and it's not the place stipulated by the plot, and he is not picky about eating at first: "I eat everything, you can do whatever you want."

Xiao Yuanmu didn't say much, turned around and went downstairs.

Song Xuanhe watched his back disappear into the stairs, took a long breath, opened the next room and lay down on the bed, slowly relaxing his muscles.There was too much fright today and he needs to recover.

After lying down for more than ten minutes, just when Song Xuanhe was drowsy, the phone bell suddenly rang and pulled him back from the chaotic darkness.

Lazily holding the phone, he glanced at the caller ID without remarks, he answered the call: "What's the matter?"

"Song Shao, your arrangements are ready. When are you going to visit the class?" Song Xuanhe could hear the flattery over the phone.

However, after such a sentence, he remembered who this person was and his plan two days ago.

"I'm coming over this weekend." Because I almost fell asleep just now, Song Xuan and his hoarse, soft voice revealed the inattentiveness of the dude: "Don't let everyone know, I'm just going to play."

"I know." The people over there quickly agreed, and gave Song Xuanhe a high-sounding excuse: "Song Shaoyou plans to choose a few films to invest in. On weekends, I'm just going to the studio."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan thought this person was funny, they couldn't help but laughed and reminded: "I have long admired Liu Yinghou for a long time. I hope I can see a real person tomorrow."

There was a tacit smile over there, and said: "It is the glory of Liu Yinghou to be favored by Song Shao, she will definitely be there this weekend."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe couldn't help but bend his eyes. The person on the phone is a director with his own team called Huang Cong. The shooting technique is not so superb, but he is exquisite in his work, and he is very good at shooting a horse. Pengchao, if this kind of person was placed in ancient times, he would be a lively Dongchang eunuch, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

However, Song Xuanhe didn’t feel that there was anything wrong. As long as the status surpassed this person by a lot, this person would not be able to overcome the big waves. Moreover, it has to be said that talking to him is very interesting. If you try to complete it, you will feel that chatting with him is very pressing.

Throwing the phone on the bed, Song Xuanhe arched on the bed again, before sitting up and stretching, wanting to go downstairs to see how Xiao Yuanmucai was doing.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, it was as if he saw a small titted cat with cucumber suddenly appeared on the back of his butt. He flicked backwards quickly and exaggeratedly, and almost fell out of bed.

After finally pulling the bench at the end of the bed, Song Xuanhe got up and got up, with a white face that was shocked and frustrated: "Why the fuck are you suddenly appearing behind me!"

Anyone who is completely relaxed and suddenly sees a person standing behind him can hardly calm down. What's more, the brave Young Master Song, the only thing he feared from childhood is the unnatural creatures with blue-faced fangs in movies and stories-ghosts.

Xiao Yuanmu appeared behind him so silently, he almost didn't frighten him. If his reason was not there, he would have to go forward to Song Xuanhe regardless of his usual young master temperament. I vented my frightened anger.

In some respects, Song Xuanhe’s young master is no less temperamental than the original owner. It’s just that although he loves to play, he still follows the bottom line of normal people’s principles. He can do what he can’t do, otherwise his parents will be early. After passing away, a lonely and helpless person can grow up so peacefully and recklessly in the Song family that can eat people.

After losing his temper, Song Xuanhe felt weak again. He didn't know how long Xiao Yuanmu had been standing outside, or whether he heard what he said when he called, but thought that he had just forced him to agree to do his work. The lover, in a blink of an eye, said that he was interested in other women, and he was arrested for a while, giving him the illusion of being caught and raped in the bed.

But the original owner has no guilty conscience, so he sits up straight, raises his chin, and drags his voice: "Is the food ready?"

Looking over Song Xuanhe's scared pupils and thick black eyelashes that trembled slightly, Xiao Yuanmu suddenly felt that the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for this period of time seemed to have dissipated a lot, and his mood was inexplicably happy. less.

Xiao Yuanmu nodded and said something rare: "Tomato and egg noodles."

Song Xuan and his eyes lit up. Tomato and egg noodles are his favorite noodles, none of them!

"Let's go then." Song Xuanhe got out of bed, walked to Xiao Yuanmu's side, and then glanced at him sideways, and said arrogantly: "You don't want to enter my room without my approval in the future."

Xiao Yuanmu didn't speak, just glanced at him lightly, and walked out of the room first.

I have read in the book before that Xiao Yuanmu’s cooking skills are very good. Later, one of his seven boyfriends was crazy infatuated with him because he ate a bowl of plain noodles. At the time, Song Xuanhe just sneered and sneered at it, feeling that the author didn't need any morality or logic in order to give Xiao Yuanmu a man.

But after really eating the noodles made by Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe felt that he should apologize for his youth and frivolousness and sitting on the well. He can use his pampered and picky taste to ensure that this is what he has eaten in his life. The best bowl of tomato and egg noodles!

If he can only eat one dish in his life, he is really willing to eat Xiao Yuanmu's noodles for the next three meals every day!

Song Xuanhe was very gentle when eating, sitting upright, and eating very quietly with his eyes down. Even if he was eating noodles, it was hard to hear any indecent noises, but he didn't know why, Xiao Yuanmu had no appetite. After seeing him eat the noodles under him with chopsticks and chopsticks, I felt a little hungry.

Moreover, when he watched Song Xuanhe lift his head from the noodle bowl, looked at him with a pair of bright pupils, and told him very seriously that it was delicious, he suddenly developed a kind of food. If he said he still wanted to eat, He immediately had the urge to give him another bowl.

Song Xuanhe didn’t say that he still wanted to eat. Although he really felt that he could eat again, he was very self-aware and had long established the basic policy of not adding blockage to Dao Xiao except for the plot that must be followed. The future will not become more miserable, even if he wants to eat, he can only hold back.

For Song Xuanhe, eating perfect food and giving feedback to the person who made the food is just a casual habit. His mother is a very famous star chef. When he didn't learn table manners, his parents taught him that he must respect every food that he enters, and he must respect the people who make delicious food.

This is Song Xuanhe’s habit that has been rooted in his bones since he was able to speak. So even after saying this, Song Xuanhe never thought whether his words were in line with the original owner’s personality. After all, this matter was for him. It’s too natural, just like eating Chinese food with chopsticks and Western food with knives and forks. Following the most basic rules, there is no need to think.

After dinner, Song Xuanhe sat on the sofa and looked at Xiao Yuanmu's back washing the dishes, tapping his fingers on the pillow a little anxiously.

Thinking of waiting for him to hold Xiao Yuanmu and then force him to do something, he felt weak in his calves. Although he knew that he would not succeed, he was still a little bit embarrassed. What to do if Yuanmu breaks his leg in a fit of anger.

However, this is a major plot, even if Xiao Yuanmu breaks his leg, he still has to go.

When Xiao Yuanmu came out of the kitchen, he saw Song Xuanhe curling up on the sofa with a pillow cross-legged, her mouth gently pressed, not knowing what she was thinking, the low-hanging thick eyelashes left a shadow under the eyelids, probably because The sofa is too big and too soft, Song Xuan and the whole person are trapped in it, looking innocent and pitiful inexplicably.

However, Xiao Yuanmu knew that this was just an illusion.

There are too many poor people in this world, but they definitely don't include Song Xuan and such domineering rich three generations.