Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Obviously, Song Qiao asked a stupid question.

"Sir is very good." Nineteen replied.

"Ahem, is she with you now?" Song Qiao asked softly.

Nineteen glanced at the closed bedroom door, "She's resting."

"How do you know she's resting?" Song Qiao asked subconsciously.

"Because I saw it." Nineteen frowned slightly, feeling that Song Qiao seemed to have become stupid.

Saw? How did you see it? How can she get into bed because her legs are not convenient? Did you hold it? Random thoughts were swirling in Song Qiao's mind, and she seemed to see those crimson eyes again.

"No...that...can her leg...can still be cured?" Song Qiao licked her lips nervously.

leg? Nineteen was silent.

This silence made Song Qiao think that there was no cure. She should be happy. After all, that woman had a bad personality and was moody. Who knew if she was in a bad mood, she would slap her to death. She was not a masochist, so why? Will care about such people.

What's more, he only met her once, and there was no emotional entanglement except that he was sure that the other party was Ye Ziqing's ghost.

But...she couldn't help but feel a little depressed when she thought of the pale and thin man in the wheelchair.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you. I'll keep an eye out for any good ways to treat my legs." After Song Qiao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Nineteen stood in front of Si Qing's bedroom door, like a door god. She hesitated for a long time. Before she could decide whether to call back, Si Qing's voice rang in her ears.

"Don't tell her."

"Okay." Nineteen breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, there was no need to worry. Just follow the orders of the commander.

Shia was specifically responsible for the transfer of personnel within the administration. She handed the shortlisted personnel list to Song Qiao.

It includes the Logistics Department, Information Department, Field Support Department, etc. The department director can be transferred with Song Qiao's signature and can be established quickly. However, there are many specific staff, which requires the department director to recruit or internally transfer positions.

It will take about fifteen interstellar days for all arrangements to be completed and the management office to officially start construction.

During this period, Song Qiao had nothing important to do, so she planned to return to her home planet, partly to see Haili, and partly to visit the old site of Red Sea City, where she might make some new discoveries.

With the signing order in hand, Song Qiao took the newly approved small exclusive spacecraft and flew towards the No. 3 satellite.

Si Qing seemed to rarely leave here. Galaxy Light had an office building dedicated to the consul, but it was almost entirely occupied by members of the secretariat.

Satellite 3 granted her access, and the spacecraft landed smoothly.

This time she came alone. With the signing order in hand, Song Qiao walked towards the silver dome.

Hera was already waiting in front of the door. She was as gentle and warm as ever, "Long time no see, Director Song."

"You're welcome, just call me Song Qiao." Song Qiao waved his hand, "Take me to see the chief. She needs to sign the letter of appointment."

"Okay, please follow me." Hera smiled and turned around to lead the way.

But instead of entering the room, he bypassed it and came to a naturally formed mushroom forest.

From a distance, you can see Si Qing sitting under a mushroom tree that is half a person tall. Behind her is Nineteen, who has not changed for thousands of years.

Slowing down, Song Qiao stopped a hundred meters away and stared at the scene.

Squatting on the mushroom tree was a beautiful white long-haired cat with the same blue eyes as Nineteen. From time to time, it lowered its head and licked the fur of its paws. Si Qing handed over the snack in his hand. The cat took a few bites reservedly, and then looked in the direction of Song Qiao.

Si Qing touched the cat's head and said, "We'll stop here today and go play."

The Alter glanced at Song Qiao again, "This is the same kind they said can explode hair, why not this time?"

Fried hair? similar? Si Qing was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but chuckle, "It's probably because she's not angry now. You stay away and you can see her later."

The white Elt jumped to another tree and looked down.

Nineteen turned the wheelchair and faced Song Qiao.

Song Qiao walked over slowly and handed the letter of appointment to Si Qing.

"This is the appointment letter for subordinates of the Management Bureau. It needs to be signed by the chief." She said softly, her eyes falling on Si Qing's lap.

Si Qing was wearing a white skirt today, with a blanket covering her legs. She didn't have the domineering and oppressive feeling she had when they met some time ago, but gave people the illusion of gentleness.

Yes, illusion.

Song Qiao would not be fooled by appearances.

Without looking at it carefully, Si Qing signed his name on it and handed it to Nineteen.

"I heard that you care about my health?" Si Qing put her elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair, resting her chin on her palms, and asked teasingly.

Song Qiao was really furious, "Who said that! When did I ever care about you?!"

Ah... Si Qing was attracted by the stupid hair on Song Qiao's head.

"Wow... they are indeed the same kind..." On the treetops, a row of cats squatted beside the white Alter. In order to prevent being discovered, they communicated with each other using primitive meows.

"Really? I can read minds, I can hear your thoughts... If you care so much, you can come and check it out." Si Qing said, relaxing on the back of the chair, extending his hand to Song Qiao, inviting him.

examine? Haha, Song Qiao rolled his eyes silently in his heart, fearing that he would be slapped away as soon as he touched it.

You can't believe a word this woman says.

"I don't dare, sir. Let's ask professionals to do the inspection." Song Qiao refused without being humble or overbearing.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the smile on Si Qing's face disappeared. She stared at Song Qiao closely, watching the stupid hair fall down softly, and her mood became bad.

"Ah……"

Hearing a sneer, Song Qiao felt his knees were a little weak...

[I suggest you be more naughty and don’t mess with her, I think she will really kill you...] The system weakly suggested that after experiencing Meng Lingyu, it now has some PDST towards this kind of beautiful, strong and miserable soul. .

What are you afraid of! Song Qiao shouted in his heart, kill me if you can! She raised her head and looked directly at Si Qing without flinching.

Si Qing narrowed his eyes. Song Qiao thought she would take action, but she didn't. She just turned away and said to Nineteen, "Go back."

Nineteen pushed the wheelchair, passed Song Qiao, and walked towards the buildings in the distance.

Si Qing's back was completely blocked by Nineteen. A gust of wind blew by, blowing a leaf. Nineteen raised his arm. The cloak blocked the direction of the wind and blocked the leaf.

[They match so well, I almost sneeze at them. The Queen of Loyal Dogs, Si Qing should be less than 1.7 meters tall. Heck, he can be picked up by Nineteen with one hand~]

"Get lost!" Song Qiao gritted his teeth as he watched that scene.

[Seriously, you promised Ye Ziqing anyway, why not concentrate on tasks in this plane. When you become stronger, Si Qing won’t be able to do anything to you. Just run away and let her and Shijiu live a good life. Bar. ] The system advised.

"If you beep again, I will kill myself, and we will die together!" Song Qiao roared angrily.

The system silenced the sound, thinking that this woman was crazy and couldn't make any jokes. She couldn't like her at the same time and at the same time, she wasn't allowed to be with other people.

It's really mean. In two words, it deserves abuse.