Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Prevent others from discovering the existence of the prototype Qin Yan.

This is a means of literary creation. Jian Qingzhi did not feel that she was eating steamed buns with human blood.

I thought this novel would be lost forever, but unexpectedly, her manuscript became quite popular.

Later, more publishing houses came to our door and wanted to print and distribute them in batches.

As the two protagonists in the novel, Jian Qingzhi and Luo Hongyu became very famous, and they were constantly asked for jobs after that.

The two shared hardships in the desert, and gradually fell in love as they got along day and night. They decided to form a small family together and live happily.

……

"Has the family heirloom finally been found?"

After receiving the plot, Qin Yan was more concerned about this point.

Xiao Jiu tried to inquire and said regretfully: [The original owner was not involved in what happened behind the team, so the results cannot be seen here. 】

"alright."

The outcome is unknown, and Qin Yan doesn't force it.

Anyway, she will go through it completely.

[The host has three tasks. 】

[First, survive safely and punish the protagonist of the world. 】

[Second, participate in the treasure hunt and bring the heirlooms back to the Qin family. 】

[Finally, please attack Captain Qi Nian. 】

After counting it down in detail, Xiao Jiu felt that there were quite a lot of tasks, and the host should have a fulfilling life in this small world.

After remembering three points, Qin Yan's consciousness slowly merged into a body.

"Cough cough!"

Before she could even take a breath, she burst into tears.

Only then did he notice that he had a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, and he was holding a metal lighter in both hands, and his fingertips had been cutting the ignition wheel for a long time.

The dancing flames illuminated her face sometimes brightly and sometimes darkly.

The original owner didn't know how to smoke, so he squatted next to the car door and tried it for the first time.

When I didn't understand anything, I took a deep breath and burst into tears.

This cigarette is from Jian Qingzhi's cigarette box.

The original owner had never seen a woman smoking before, so she thought it was cool and novel, and stared at it for a long time.

So, Jian Qingzhi gave her one to try, saying that if she liked it, she would be as happy as a god.

But as soon as the original owner took a breath, his lungs felt very uncomfortable, and he was not as comfortable and enjoyable as others showed.

Qin Yan didn't like smoking. He wanted to spit it out and put it out, and made two noises.

Just as she was about to do so, a big hand pulled the cigarette out of her mouth in advance.

The sleeves of the white shirt were half-rolled, with a few folds squeezed out, just below the elbow, revealing a section of tanned skin.

The veins on the back of the hand are bulging, and above the forearm, the muscle lines are looming, showing that he is full of strength at a glance.

Qin Yan raised his head and moved his gaze upward.

The man has a strong physique, a handsome face, a strong outline, a high nose bridge, and dark and thick eyebrows.

The shirt is open, and he wears a vest of the same color underneath. His chest muscles are vaguely visible, but his waist and abdomen are narrow and the overall coordination is not exaggerated.

With his back pressed against the car door and surrounded by thick hormones in front of him, Qin Yan didn't even realize that he was caught smoking by the captain.

"It's okay, don't learn to smoke randomly."

Because he had to lower his head to talk to her, broken hair lay across Qi Nian's forehead, weakening some of his own coldness and sharpness.

Qin Yan closed the metal lighter and stood up in a hurry.

"I'm curious, I won't do it again...!"

After squatting for too long, she stood up suddenly. Her mind was shaking and she had a strong feeling of fainting.

Qin Yan was caught off guard and fell forward to the left.

This was a deviation from Qi Nian's position, so he couldn't expect to escape if he fell on him.

The soles of my feet were filled with gravel, in a messy shape, hard and sharp.