Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Quiet.

very quiet.

After Awen returned Luo Miao's backpack to her, she led the army back to the nest, and Song Yi lazily leaned on the sofa to brush the tablet.

Luo Miao sat directly opposite him, holding a water glass, took a sip or two and looked at him.

She couldn't figure out what Song Yi was doing, what was the meaning of telling her to sit here and not speak.

After drinking the water, Song Yi put away the tablet and said coldly, "I'll take you to the guest room."

Luo Miao suddenly thought of something: "Couldn't he have been waiting for me to finish drinking the water?"

【may be? 】

Tianxiaodao is not very sure.

"What to do with the cup?" Luo Miao looked at the empty water cup in her hand, a little confused.

It's impolite to leave it alone, and it seems impolite to wash it in the kitchen.

Song Yi walked to the stairs only to find that Luo Miao hadn't followed, he turned his head to see that the little girl was still standing where she was, with a little perplexed face.

The little girl is not very good at hiding things, everything she thinks is written on her face.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows: "Put it on the table, Qin Xun can wash it."

Luo Miao said hello, grabbed the backpack with one hand and picked up Tianxiaodao with the other and trotted over.

"The third floor."

Song Yi pointed upwards, letting Luo Miao go up first, and he followed her leisurely.

The little girl was only two steps away from him, and Song Yi could smell perfume and paint.

Song Yi didn't quite understand why she had to spray perfume after painting.

But the perfume smells good, a bit like gardenia.

No, why did he guess the smell of her perfume?

Abnormal?

The man looked away in a little panic.

Luo Miao, who was walking in front, didn't know what happened, let alone Song Yi had fallen into self-doubt.

She was taken to the innermost room on the third floor. Song Yi first went in to check the air conditioner and water heater, opened the cabinet and took a new four-piece suit for her.

Luo Miao took the things he handed over and said thank you in a low voice.

The little girl holding the sheet had a snow-white face, her long hair was hanging over her shoulders, her eyes were slightly drooping, and her whispered words were full of tiredness.

These days, there are not many girls who are beautiful, obedient, able to fight, gentle and polite.

Painting and fighting, the little girl must be tired, Song Yi has to save something for tomorrow.

He wanted to leave, but accidentally swept a different bloodstain on Luo Miao's clothes.

She was wearing a beige sweater with a neat line of blood on the side of her waist.

If it was splashed from the fight just now, the bloodstain should be on the surface of the sweater, but this bloodstain seeped from the inside of the clothes.

Yan Chuan's expression tightened, and he reached out to lift up the hem of her clothes.

The coldness on the side of the waist scared Luo Miao soberly!

Picking up her clothes in his guest room, what does the dog man want!

Luo Miao slapped Tian Xiaodao in his face with a backhand, so scared that she could kick him.

The man who had been beaten countless times reacted so quickly that he didn't even have time to think about what he had done. His body was faster than his thoughts, and he subconsciously slapped the heavy object flying, and quickly backed away to avoid Luo Miao's angry kick.

With a bang, Fat Orange made a powerful sound when his head hit the ground.

It bounced a few times on the floor, jumped onto the bed and screamed at the stalemate of a man and a woman.

[Do you have a conscience!Almost died in your hands! 】

"Sorry, I just wanted to see you were injured, occupational disease."

Song Yi ignored the orange cat's roar, and pinched the center of her eyebrows a little tiredly to appease the little girl who was frowning in front of her.

Suspiciously, Luo Miao picked up where Song Yi touched just now, there was indeed a scratch.

Probably got it accidentally just now, the wound is very shallow, the blood flow is not much and it doesn't hurt, Luo Miao has never noticed it.

She said lightly: "It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow."

Song Yi frowned, her expression was not very good-looking, obviously dissatisfied with Luo Miao's indifferent attitude.

"Open wounds can be infected with Clostridium tetani, causing acute infection and autonomic symptoms. You'd better pay attention to it."

He spoke very seriously, Luo Miao could tell from his expression that she might have the illusion of amputation, and nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll put a Band-Aid on it."

"Band-Aid?" The man laughed lightly as soon as he finished speaking. He snorted and said coldly, "Go downstairs after taking a shower. The living room is waiting for you."

Luo Miao: ...