Transmigrated as My Best Friend’s Ex

Chapter 7

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It was not just the two of them who were surprised, but even Li Qinghao himself felt incredible at the sudden chill in his heart, just like he had just seen Nancheng Lie's inexplicable acceleration of his heartbeat. Just... looking at the frightened and uneasy look in Han Mingxu's eyes, the face he had been familiar with for more than half a month, Li Qinghao's heart moved, and he called softly: "Ming... Mingxu." According to the kindness with which Han Mingxu called him Qinghao just now, Feeling painted gourd.

Han Mingxu's squinting expression remained the same, but shock flashed through his heart.

Mingxu. Countless people have called this name in the past two years, but only when the submissive man in front of him called out this name, he felt that this person was calling him, not the dead Han Mingxu. This feeling... He couldn't help but stretch out his hands and cover his chest, his heart beating again and again: "You..." He spilled one word.

"Lie, I've changed my clothes." The beautiful young man walked out of the fitting room. The waiter who followed him held a stack of clothes that he had just tried on. Han Mingxu's words had been interrupted, and there was no need to continue, but he The look in Li Qinghao's eyes became deeper and deeper.

With such sharp and complex eyes, Zhirui Nanchenglie also felt a little strange. When did my friend... have such fluctuating emotions

"Lie..." The beautiful young man saw that their eyes were all fixed on Li Qinghao, and he was a little disgusted. Then he looked at Li Qinghao's elegant face and light charm, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart. He also looked at the man he had never seen before. The handsome man in the past, Han Mingxu, also looked at Li Qinghao with focused eyes. Yes, focus, at least in his eyes. There is an invisible wall between those three people, separating everyone here. "Lie, who are they?" He stepped forward and pulled Nancheng Lie's sleeve out of Li Qinghao's hand. At the same time, his slender body pushed Li Qinghao away without leaving a trace, and took his place next to Nancheng Lie.

The body that has been in a coma for two years without exercise is a bit slow in movement. This is the reason why Li Qinghao took a taxi today instead of driving. It's just that he ignored the man's jealousy, which was also terrifyingly strong.

His steps were steady, but the pressure on his right foot when he moved away was so heavy that the momentary numbness of his right leg made him lose his balance.

"We haven't seen each other for only half a year, and your taste is getting worse and worse." He didn't fall to the ground, but was hugged by someone's waist. Warm breath drifted past his earlobes and came against the chest on his back. There was a strong heartbeat, but the breath was so unfamiliar. Li Qinghao turned around, his eyes widened in surprise and pure. He looked up at Han Mingxu's face behind him. He had the same appearance as his, but had such a different aura.

Han Mingxu's body smelled of light perfume, which was more natural. I don't know why, but looking at the same face, he didn't have the illusion that he was looking at himself.

Nancheng Lie glanced at Han Mingxu, raised the beautiful young man's chin with his slender fingers, and touched the young man's pink lips with his fingertips. The slightly hot touch was a bit ambiguous, but... there was a ruthlessness in his smiling eyes.

"I really can't bear to part with it." He murmured to himself, "It tastes really delicious." The boy's soft and boneless body was different from the delicateness of a woman, but it had a different flavor when he was touched, picked up, or even put on bed.

"Lie..." The fair face was stained with a blush, and the innocence contained a little calculation and vicious eyes. In fact, he was so cute. The young man looked at the man in front of him emotionally. Emotion can blind people so that they cannot see the cruelty behind tenderness.

Humph... Li Qinghao laughed sarcastically. This was Nancheng Lie's usual trick.

"Disdain? Or is it heartache?" Han Mingxu's wet and hot tongue unexpectedly licked Li Qinghao's earlobe, "I think it's heartache." He whispered in a voice that only they could hear, but to others, it sounded ambiguous.

"What do you mean?" Looking back again, the two people's lips unexpectedly slid past each other, and each other was stunned. At this moment, there was a moment of astonishment in their eyes.

"It feels good." The hand holding Li Qinghao's waist did not let go, and the other free hand caressed his lips, "I understand why Lie doesn't do it unless he is a man."

The joking voice came out slowly, and his wanton eyes stopped on Li Qinghao's lips.

"You..." Before the rest of the words could be said, a wild kiss set off the bond between the two. Li Qinghao was completely stunned, and over there, Nancheng Lie, who had solved the beautiful boy, looked at them quietly.

"You're so innocent. You've already slept with Lie, why don't you know how to kiss?" His jaw was pinched hard and opened, and his domineering tongue penetrated into Li Qinghao's mouth. The sudden lack of oxygen brought Li Qinghao back to his senses. , the next moment, he threw Han Mingxu over his shoulder, but his body had not recovered yet, and he also fell on Han Mingxu's body.

Han Mingxu was surprised, Nancheng Lie was confused. As a bystander, although Li Qinghao's actions just now were not beautiful, he could clearly see how standard they were.

Li Qinghao was thinking silently in his heart.

Nancheng Lie stepped forward and pulled Li Qinghao up: "What are you here for?"