Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Xiao Yuanmu walked in, Song Xuan and his back leaned back without a trace, but only less than two centimeters later, he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yuanmu was the one below, even if he really wanted to do something to him, He can't suffer, there is nothing terrible.

Song Xuan paused with his back bent, and then moved forward to a state of chest and abdomen. He kept his chest in a posture, raised his eyebrows and calmly said: "I'm sure that is not necessary, but I don't wear other people's clothes. Underpants, please go out, I'll change my pants."

Xiao Yuanmu originally scared Song Xuanhe, and walked over to get Song Xuanhe to stay and change his pants, but after seeing that he was not frightened and looked inexplicably confident and confident, he changed his attention again.

"It's cold outside." Xiao Yuanmu stopped walking forward, leaning against the wall and looking at him with low eyes: "You can change here."

"I change my pants and you stay inside?" Song Xuanhe saw Xiao Yuanmu's expression at ease, and suddenly changed his mouth. Who is afraid of the two men, he slowly untied his belt and curled his lips: "Okay. You can watch if you want."

Xiao Yuanmu's expression was always indifferent, but his drooping eyes watched Song Xuanhe's every move, watching his slender fingers flexibly pull the belt buckle, watching his white joints bend and pull out the black belt a little bit. , In a sharp contrast, watch him pinch the zipper and pull it down, watch his two long, straight legs stand quietly, and the upper part is covered with a little light cloth...

His gaze paused suddenly, and then moved away without a trace, the corners of his mouth had been pursed unknowingly, and the roots of his ears were dyed crimson unexpectedly.

In fact, in the previous life, he had seen many naked bodies. Those people came for various purposes, and then used various methods, either sneaked into his room, or deliberately made coincidences. He saw their perfect and impulsive bodies in the eyes of the world.

But no matter which body, it doesn't make any difference to him. He doesn't feel heartbeat, let alone impulsive, and occasionally, he will feel sick because of his disgust with this behavior.

But now just a pair of legs and a corner of the cloth made his heart beat suddenly, and even his breathing was a little slow. He calmly looked away and adjusted his breathing, but his breathing rate was already half a second. Become calm, but my throat feels a little uncomfortable, and I want to cough and become dry, like a sequelae of breathing problems.

Song Xuanhe's gaze fell on the roots of Xiao Yuanmu's ears, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched, and he kicked away the trousers under his feet unhurriedly, then picked up the trousers lying on the bed and tossed it, the fabric cut through the air's crack When the sound rang, Xiao Yuanmu did not even tremble his eyelashes, as if he was not affected at all.

Seeing that Xiao Yuanmu did not respond, Song Xuanhe felt bored. There was no heating in this room, and the cold wind poured in from the gap in the door, causing the goose bumps on his legs to stand up a little bit. Under the cold, he stopped. Make some extra moves and put on the pants directly.

Song Xuanhe fastened his belt, and when he lifted his feet to put on his shoes, he realized that the pants he was wearing were a lot longer.

Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes when Song Xuanhe put on his trousers. Seeing Song Xuanhe looking down at the long trousers, he said lightly: "Long."

"I know." Song Xuanhe had long expected that he would wear Xiao Yuanmu's pants, but the length was still one centimeter longer than his expected length. This shocked the designer who claims to use eyes as a measuring ruler. This is the first time he has estimated the wrong size.

He was a little annoyed. He squatted down and folded his trousers a few times, and then turned a simple pair of jeans out of fashion. It was surprisingly good to put on his shoes and top.

Xiao Yuanmu looked away from Song Xuanhe. Before he stood up, he hid the thoughtfulness in his eyes and said, "Let's go."

The two went out one after the other. The place where Xiao Yuanmu lived was considered to be an old bungalow. It was a bit far from the newly repaired orphanage building. It was late at this time, but there were still no street lights on the roadside. It opened, and it was dim and dimly opened, illuminating the bushy road a bit gloomy.

A blast of cold wind blew by, bringing a whining sound from nowhere. The sound was mixed with drops of rain that seemed to be rain, and it hit Song Xuanhe’s face. He stiffened and approached some Xiao Yuanmu without a trace. When he noticed that he looked down, he pretended to be calm and said: "It seems to be raining. I have to go to work tomorrow and can't catch a cold. Please help me block it."

Naturally, his attitude is very high, and it instantly overlaps with Song Xuanhe, who was so awkwardly beaten in the previous two lives of Xiao Yuanmu.

"Nothing." Xiao Yuanmu looked away, speeded up his pace and walked a few steps, only to return to his original pace after a certain distance from Song Xuanhe.

The sound of the wind resumed, and the trees moved when the wind heard the wind. Song Xuan and his face were blown stiff, and they hurriedly followed, clinging to Xiao Yuanmu and said: "It must be down, otherwise where is the water."

Perceiving Song Xuanhe walking next to him intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Yuanmu twitched the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "Who said that the drops of water in the air must be rain."

"What else?" Song Xuanhe turned to look at him: "Air conditioning water? Water for drying clothes?"

"It's possible." Xiao Yuanmu's Qingyan voice was blown to pieces by the wind, and after regrouping, he became extremely low and dumb: "But there are other possibilities."

"What's the possibility?" Song Xuanhe asked, following Xiao Yuanmu's words. At this time, he needed someone to distract him, no matter what he said.

"You only know that the thing that touched you is liquid, but how can you be sure that it is water, maybe—" Xiao Yuanmu paused, looking down at the front, his expression changed slightly just now, as if he saw something. .

Song Xuanhe kept looking at Xiao Yuanmu. At this moment, seeing his expression change, his heart became tense. Suddenly he didn't dare to turn his head. He asked, "Why didn't you leave?"

Xiao Yuanmu didn't speak, but his face became more ugly bit by bit. The street lamp just passed by was not far from them, and Song Xuanhe could clearly see his tight jaw and the corners of his mouth.

"What did you see?" Song Xuanhe swallowed, "Xiao Yuanmu, if you deliberately scare me, I promise to beat you, believe it or not?"

Xiao Yuanmu still didn't speak, but he took a step back and got closer to the street lamp behind him. Song Xuanhe could also see the expression on his face more clearly, but he was already made by Xiao Yuanmu's series of actions. The heartstrings were tense, at this moment, seeing him backing, he didn't pay attention to his expression at all, and quickly followed him back.

I don't know if it was a psychological reason, Song Xuanhe always felt that the wind was getting colder at this time, and, in the whining wind, he seemed to hear an extremely faint sound similar to something sliding.

Song Xuan's heart was crossed. He turned his head and followed Xiao Yuanmu's gaze. However, there was nothing on the ground, and there was no such horrible lake surface at all. The heart he had mentioned was instantly let go. At this time, Xiao Yuan was almost certain. Mu didn't know when he realized that he was afraid of ghosts, so he frightened him on purpose.

"What the hell?" Song Xuanhe had just been frightened. At this time, it was certain that Xiao Yuanmu was frightened deliberately. He raised his leg and walked towards Xiao Yuanmu, who was only half a step away from him. He was drunk: "Don't move!"

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows. Xiao Yuanmu should have seen him when he just turned his head. With Xiao Yuanmu's IQ, he won't be able to hold him in the full set. Or, there is really something over there, but he just didn't see it. ?

Knowing that it was not the picture he was afraid of, Song Xuanhe turned his head again without any psychological burden. This time he saw a snake hovering on the side of the road. The thin one, with black and red rings, seemed poisonous.

However, even in this kind of weather, poisonous snakes have to hibernate, and they have no fighting power when they crawl out. Most people will not be so scared when they see it.

Song Xuanhe turned his head, raised his leg and was about to leave: "The snake probably came out from hibernation to find something to eat. It's still asleep at this time, so let's go around."

After taking a step, he found that Xiao Yuanmu hadn’t moved. Song Xuanhe turned his head to look, and unexpectedly saw his pale face. A flash of light flashed in his mind, and an ill-intentioned smile appeared on his face instantly: "Xiao Yuanmu , Are you afraid of snakes?"

Xiao Yuanmu pursed his mouth tightly, his face was as white as paper, his hands and feet were cold and stiff, and he could not control his body for a while.

Two lives have passed, but when I saw this snake, time seemed to have returned to that evening for an instant. I was locked in a room without a trace of light. I couldn't see my fingers. I could only hear the rustling squirming. Point closer, and gradually surround him...

Cold scales slid across his legs, wrapped around his wrists, and wrapped around his neck. He didn't know how many snakes there were in that room, let alone whether he could get out alive, he felt fangs The snake that pierced his skin and wrapped his wrist crawled to his shoulder, spitting a letter in his ear, the body of the snake gradually tightened, and the bloody smell of the wound on his leg became stronger.

Cold, fear, darkness... The snake around the neck became tighter and tighter, and the feeling of suffocation hit again——

"Xiao Yuanmu? Are you okay?"

Seeing that Xiao Yuanmu hadn’t reacted, even his face was getting worse and worse, Song Xuanhe felt wrong. After seeing his trembling hand on his side, he was taken aback, thinking of the behavior of the snake just now, and he felt an absurd but possible possibility. Great answer.

After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed his hand and said, "Xiao Yuanmu? That snake is dead! I will lose it right away, don't be afraid, I am here, don't be afraid, I will throw it away for you right away. "

After Song Xuanhe finished speaking, he pulled out his hand and was about to throw the snake away. However, he was caught halfway through his hand. He turned his head to look and suddenly met Xiao Yuanmu's gaze.

It was a pair of... eyes shrouded in darkness, desperate and painful.

Xiao Yuanmu clutched Song Xuanhe's hand tightly, his voice was hoarse and dry, "Don't go."

Song Xuanhe nodded, and while speaking, he noticed Xiao Yuanmu's expression: "I'm not going, I'll help you throw that one..."

"I promise not to leave, you believe me." Song Xuanhe promised.

Song Xuanhe's body temperature spread to Xiao Yuanmu's palms little by little, and his face gradually recovered, but his hand was getting tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to absorb all the temperature.

"Song Xuanhe." Xiao Yuanmu recovered quickly. When he spoke, his face had calmed down. His voice was a bit hoarse, but not as dry as before. He said, "You are the only person in this world who knows that I am afraid of snakes. people."

Seeing his recovery, Song Xuan was in the mood to joke, and raised his eyebrows and said: "So in order not to let myself have weaknesses, I decided to kill others?"

Xiao Yuanmu's dark eyes fixed on him. There seemed to be a vortex hidden in it, deep and unpredictable: "If you know something, you will have to pay some price."

Song Xuan and hooked his lips, pointing to the snake and said, "Are you sure you want to talk to me like this before the matter is resolved?"