Transmigrated as My Best Friend's Ex

“It smells good.” Li Qinghao sat down and smelled the noodles with eyes closed. Nancheng Lie could hear his own heartbeat. Every move and expression he made was so familiar as if he had done that millions of times in front of him.

He couldn’t help but approached LI Qinghao.

Li Qinghao raised his eyebrows and looked up at the towering man in front of him, “do you want some?”

“Yes.” Nancheng Lie answered without hesitation. In old times, he usually grabbed Xu’s chopsticks and ate up everything in the bowl. When he looked at Xu again, he was smiling gently at him.

“But I am really hungry.” Without letting the man eating his noodles, Li Qinghao craved for noodles and felt satisfied with a smile on his lips. This silly man.

“Well…”

“Huh?” it was just a simple sound but it was extremely seductive coming out from his lips. His heart was racing again. Nancheng Lie took a deep breath. He sat back on the sofa and calmed himself down, “I have something to ask you.” He patted the seat next to him, signaling Li Qinghao to sit down.

“What is it?” Li Qinghao sat down and looked at Nancheng Lie quietly.

Nancheng Lie had completely calmed himself down. Even though the man in front of him was familiar, it never occurred to Nancheng Lie that Han Mingxu’s soul was in Li Qinghao’s body.

“Were the people from Leiluo who kept you hostage today?” he asked with a deep and serious voice and sharp eyes. It was condescending power from the real Nancheng Lie, the youngest master of Nancheng family.

“Did you mean to look for me today?” Li Qinghao did not answer directly but changed the topic.

“I am never be patient.” Nancheng Lie put his hands around his chest and felt hurtful once he noticed that the man was wearing Xu’s clothes.

“You must know it if you were looking for me.” Li Qinghao continues his question.

Bam…

The man was clinched down on the sofa. The remote control on tea table was kicked off. Nancheng Lie clinched LI Qinghao’s neck while sitting on the top of Li Qinghao, “Answer me, what did they say to you?” Nancheng Lie looked formidable and tough, but exceptionally handsome with that serious face and frowned eyebrows.

“I don’t want to tell you.” Li Qinghao laid back on the sofa relaxingly. He could feel every breath from Nancheng Lie. It was so familiar because he was close to him once.

“You…”

Suddenly Li Qinghao put his arm around Nancheng’s waist and pulled him completely close against him. Their bodies were touching against each other. Nancheng Lie was startled but then jumped up on his feet. He was slower than the other. Li Qinghao held him close, “hug me, for a while. Just for a while.”

Nancheng Lie wanted to refuse but he couldn’t when he looked into Li Qinghao’s clear eyes and his request in his eyes. Without any resistance, he lied on the top of Li Qinghao. He looked at his dancing eyelids, felt his pounding heartbeat and breathed his breath.

Just like that, he blushed because…damn it, he was turned on, and quickly. When he was embarrassed and upset, he heard a deep and stable sound. The man felt asleep.