Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top

Murong Ling opened her eyes slightly in the dim light.

He felt a little embarrassed and wanted to move, but he couldn't move, as if he was frozen.

"I know it's fake, but I can still scare you like this. Is it really so scary?" Liang Yu was watching a joke, but now he felt a little pitiful, so he stretched out his arms and wrapped it around his waist.

Murong Ling was even more shocked.

Liang Yu tore off the hand of the woman in red.

When he grabbed Murong Ling's wrist, he felt that his whole body was cold. He frowned and looked at him, "You're so stiff that you can't walk, how about I help you?"

Murong Ling's eyes widened.

How can he help?

Just as he was about to ask a question in his mind, Liang Yu directly reached out and clasped the back of his head, and his fiery lips pressed against him.

Murong Ling's mind became blank again.

Then a burst of heat rushed to his brain, and in the moment he was awake, he tried hard to break free from the suffocating deep kiss with Liang Yu...

As soon as they separated, they looked down and saw two little buns looking at them.

"Dad, you guys are playing kiss again!" The son's voice sounded like thunder.

Murong Ling glared at the initiator.

Liang Yu shrugged: "Just now, I really just mean it, you can't walk anymore..."

Murong Ling gritted his teeth in secret, did he have to thank him?

Murong Ling glared at him, but saw Liang Yu's eyes twinkle in the darkness, and couldn't help thinking of the kiss just now...

Thrilling.

He pursed his lips, and the heat on his face rose.

This guy says he has no relationship experience?

Totally bullshit.

That soft-legged kissing skill is much more familiar than he is.

When he was angry in his head, Liang Yu suddenly held his hand.

The palm was dry and warm, strong and powerful. When he stared at it, Liang Yu leaned slightly closer to his ear and whispered, "If I don't hold your hand, I'm afraid you will make a fool of yourself in front of your son..."

Murong Ling froze for a moment.

The first two times I accompanied my son to the haunted house, and after going out, he would be in a cold sweat.

Rather than being seen through by this guy, he cared more about his image in his son's eyes, so he could only acquiesce to his behavior, admitting that he was holding his hand.

Perhaps it was the power of that hand that made him less fearful in this dark environment.

Liang Yu held his hand and watched the tense expression on his face gradually loosen, and he couldn't stop laughing in his heart. No one would have thought that a man who is resolute in the shopping mall would have a weak side.

The two little buns looked at them holding hands and followed suit.

After going out, Murong Ling shook off Liang Yu's hand like a virus.

Murong Ze bought another ice cream, winked while eating and said, "Dad, why don't you hold hands with Uncle Liang?"

Murong Ling's expression was embarrassed, she glanced at Liang Yu, but found that he looked relaxed, looking back at him with a smile that was not a smile, Murong Ling felt a little strange for a while.

"Dad, are you shy?" The little bun lifted it up and looked at the two adults who were secretly sending the apocalypse, thinking that he had seen the truth.

"Of course not." Murong Ling squatted down and wiped the stains on his face, but he didn't want his son to continue entangled in this issue, "It's getting dark, how about we go to dinner?"

"Okay, okay!" The little bun instantly forgot what he just said.

Murong Ling took her son to a restaurant she frequented and ordered something that Xiao Baozi likes to eat.

When the meal was about to end, Liang Yu got up and went to the bathroom, and Murong Ling left with him later. When he entered, he saw Liang Yu washing his hands.

There were some things he wanted to say on the way.

But there are two small children, it is inconvenient to ask each other.

Liang Yu took the paper and wiped the water droplets on his hands. Seeing him staring at him, he chuckled and hugged his chest: "Why, do you have something to tell me?"

Murong Ling looked at him expressionlessly, approached step by step, grabbed Liang Yu's hand suddenly, frowned lightly: "Liang Yu, do you like men?"

Liang Yu was stunned.

He chuckled again and shrugged: "Yeah, I like men...especially..."

Speaking of which, he paused.

He lifted Murong Ling's chin lightly with his fingers and smiled evilly.

"Especially like you..."

Murong Ling's face darkened, he snapped open his hand that was stroking on his chin, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect that you didn't learn anything good in a foreign country, but you learned to be a swinger!"

Liang Yu raised his eyebrows.

Fingers stroked his chin.

He is a wave, where is he swinging?

He was obviously very serious.

Murong Ling frowned even more at his frivolous smile, and said coldly, "Don't say I don't like men, even if it is, I won't be interested in people like you..."

The smile on Liang Yu's face faded, but he was not relieved.

"Okay, then you go up slowly?" Liang Yu patted his shoulder and walked out.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Murong Ling sent Liang Yu and Xiao Baozi back to Liang's house.

After that, for a long time.

The two never saw each other again.

Naturally, Murong Ling would not take the initiative to inquire about his news, but occasionally couldn't help but think of those two nights and the kiss in the dark.

Looking back, there is always some indescribable loss in my heart.

days at the end of the month.

It rained for days, and it was cloudy all day.

This Sunday, Murong Ling played video games with her son at home as usual.

The housekeeper pushed open the door of the game room, "Master, there is a young lady who calls herself Sophie. She insists that she wants to see you, but she refuses to leave..."

Murong Ling was fighting with his son.

Hearing this, his face changed slightly.

He walked out, and the housekeeper came to the gate with an umbrella and saw a woman standing outside.

It was Sophie.

Standing beside her was the child.

"Sophie, what are you doing here?" Murong Ling looked at the woman in the rain indifferently through the iron fence of the gate. The heavy rain and the iron gate were like something separating them.

"As I said, there is no need for us to meet." He said coldly.

"Ling, please help me." Sophie stayed in this city until now, but in the end she had no choice but to come to the door in person to ask for help.

She was ready to succeed in spite of everything.

Murong Ling's face was cold and she didn't say a word.

Sophie looked at his cold expression, and her heart ached.

Sure enough, he has not changed as before.

People who care about each other hurt in every possible way.

People who don't care are like air.

But she didn't believe it, didn't believe that he really didn't care about her at all.

Sophie threw the umbrella in her hand and knelt down directly, the rain instantly wet her body, she looked at Murong Ling in pain, "My son's situation is getting worse and worse recently, Ling, please... just treat me as a Poor man, when I'm a stranger... okay..."

Saying that, she burst into tears and hugged her son's leg.

Murong Ling glanced.

The child remained silent, his face pale.

"He is so pitiful. He was born dumb and can't speak... Now he has such a disease..."

Sophie covered her face and threw herself on the ground crying bitterly, "I know I was wrong, but these sins should not be borne by my son, Ling, I beg you, please... As long as you can save my son, I am willing I'll make you a cow and a horse..."

Sophie cried bitterly. She had a very strong self-esteem, otherwise she would not have left him like that.

But now, for her son, she was willing to kneel to him.