Goblin in Fast Transmigration: Strategies for the 108 Styles of Scumbags

Chapter 7 Respect Your Life Without Waves, Respect My Rest Without Sadness and Joy
"I want to take a group photo with you, and then you can use your Weibo account to post it."

The recording in Han Xiaoxiao's hand is still playing outside, and the sound is really loud.If it weren't for the good sound insulation in this room, I'm afraid those people outside would have heard it.

Chen Cong snatched the phone from her hand, and then directly pressed the delete button.

"Oh, it seems that this time, I don't even have the qualifications to threaten." She spread her hands, making a look of loss and depression.

"Don't you want to take a group photo? Come here and hold my hand."

"Hey, little brother, you are so talkative today."

Then he grabbed Chen Cong's hand and clasped his fingers tightly, as if nothing could separate him.

Chen Cong didn't take a picture of her face, but only took a picture of the overlapping hands of the two people, and then clicked on the Weibo account and uploaded the photo directly.There is no narrative on the photos.

"I didn't take a picture of you, don't mind, I'm more or less a public figure now, and I have a lot of fans on Weibo, if I put your picture on it, you won't be able to live an ordinary life in the future .”

He was still worried about her.

Han Xiaoxiao didn't listen to his rare love words at all, picked up his mobile phone, and started to browse Weibo directly.

It took less than 5 minutes for Chen Cong's photo to be posted, and it received 1 forwards and more than [-] comments.

……

Han Xiaoxiao raised his phone to show Chen Cong the comments. Without paying attention, he read out the sentence: "Husband, you want me!"

New name.

"Han Xiaoxiao, I find that you are really challenging my endurance all the time. You have to show off your affection. Now put your phone away and don't play with it anymore."

"Oh."

The clock on the wall was running, and it seemed that it was really getting late.

Han Xiaoxiao turned off the phone, and the two of them went back to sleep.

At dawn the next day, Chen Cong put a lot of mixed wine in front of her: "Mix it."

"What are you doing, husband?"

I can't find a new name for a long time, and the name is ugly, but this name sounds really good, so I just called it like this.

"Mix. The one you mixed in Shenghao before."

Chen Cong didn't correct Han Xiaoxiao for calling her husband, on the contrary, he quite agreed.

If possible, he thought that he would probably like to be involved with this woman all the time.

"Oh, that, you wait."

She yawned, standing in front of the wine cabinet, skillfully operating the shaker, she looked really pretty.

Soon she poured two glasses of wine, placed one glass of wine in front of Chen Cong, and another glass of wine in front of herself.

She raised the wine glass, and the laziness just disappeared in an instant, on the contrary, she looked all kinds of seductive and confused: "This glass, I wish you a life without waves, and I wish the rest of my life without sorrows and joys."

Her serious voice made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Chen Cong raised his wine glass and drank the wine named Floating Dream.

"Sir, your guest is here."

The butler came over at this time.

Chen Cong put down his wine glass and said directly to Han Xiaoxiao who was opposite him, "Go and stay in the bedroom, I won't let you out, don't come out."

(End of this chapter)