Dressing in a dog-blood romance and engaging in lily[Quick Transmigration]

Ever since meeting the male lead and the third male lead at the Shura Field, Jing Nian has been eating Ma Ma Xiang for several days in a row, feeling happy.

She lay on the sofa, touched her full stomach, and thought that she might be the reincarnation of a salted fish spirit.

It was fine before, she still kept some fine traditions of hard work, and Song Ci'an had never done housework, so she did all of it.

But now Song Ci'an doesn't know what kind of style he is smoking, he studies delicacies at home every day, and low-level tasks such as sweeping the floor and taking out the garbage have also been contracted, making Jing Nian just eat and sleep at home every day.

What's more, the food made by Song Ci'an is very delicious. After studying it for a few weeks, he has surpassed her who has been cooking since she was a child. I have to say that she thinks Song Ci'an is really smart and can learn everything quickly.

Except for drawing.

Looking at the small cake handed to his mouth again, and looking at the smiling Song Ci'an, Jing Nian couldn't help but sigh, being a rice bug is too soon!

She took a bite of the small cake with a "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

But he didn't know how attractive she was now, like a lazy kitten that was well fed, lying on the sofa and yawning lightly, Song Ci'an's expression darkened slightly.

After eating, Jing Nian's eyes sparkled: "It's delicious!"

Song Ci'an chuckled, "I'll make more for you if you like it." But when his eyes slid to the corner of her mouth, he paused slightly, Jing Nian didn't know why, but died down in the other's next actions.

Song Ci'an's long and slender fingers gently wiped the corner of her lips, and when he took it off, there was a small piece of butter on it, obviously it was stuck to the corner of her mouth because she ate too fast.

However, Song Ci'an did not wipe off the cream as expected, but looked into Jing Nian's eyes, put that finger to his mouth, and licked it lightly.

"It's so sweet."

Jing Nian's face instantly turned red. This scene was too ambiguous. The feeling of an ordinary high-cold beauty lowering her body to deliberately seduce you was too intoxicating. She was stunned accidentally, as if she had fallen into a deep Bottomless vortex.

Song Ci'an could see Jing Nian's expression clearly, she pressed her hands on Jing Nian's shoulders, her face slowly approached, her pupils reflected that rosy little face, "Nian Nian..." The distance between them was getting closer , can almost feel the breath of another person.

Jing Nian trembled all over, and pushed her away violently.

【Ding!The appearance of the male protagonist is detected! 】

The cold system sounded, awakening Jing Nian who seemed to be dragged into an illusion, interrupting her trance, and pouring a glass of ice water on her hot heart, reminding her that she should not have any whimsical thoughts.

This shouldn't be...

Song Ci'an is just a paper man...

It's just a character set in a book...

She shouldn't have too much affection with each other...

this is not right……

Jing Nian was in a state of confusion for a moment.

When Song Ci'an was pushed away, she bumped into the corner of the table, and the pain in her lower back was sharp. She gasped almost subconsciously, put her arms on the ground, and sat up.

She didn't understand why Jing Nian, whose attitude had softened just now, would suddenly push her away, "Nian Nian, you—" She raised her head to look at the person sitting on the sofa.

Jing Nian and Song Ci'an met their eyes, and she saw the affection in those eyes, like a bottomless lake, almost drowning her, when suddenly an ancient giant beast appeared, desperately throwing her to Pulling her down, vowing to perish with her.

The owner of the eyes expects something from her...

Too bad she couldn't respond.

The phone beside him rang, and Jing Nian subconsciously picked it up. It was an unfamiliar number, but the voice from the microphone was quite familiar.

Wen Quantian: "Nian Nian, I'm downstairs, you come down."

This phone call happened to be a redemption, an opportunity to save her from the embarrassing atmosphere at this moment, and it was the first time that she was so grateful for the phone call from Wen Quantian.

Jing Nian stood up, turned around and ran out the door.

Song Ci'an, who was still sitting on the ground, froze for a moment, then quickly stood up and chased after him.

Passing through the corridor without an elevator, Jing Nian was running very fast, she was out of breath, and finally at the stairs, she saw Wen Ren Tian who was waiting downstairs with a little black dog in her arms.

He obviously also saw Jing Nian, and waved at her vigorously, his face under the moonlight looked gentle and affectionate, but at this moment, Jing Nian remembered the first day when she transmigrated into this world.

It was also a night, the moonlight was also very bright that day, Wen Quantian's face was cold and cruel, mocking a girl's sincerity.

Compared with the current scene, it seems too ironic.

"Nian Nian, I brought my son to pick you up, please forgive me?" Wen Quantian said in a low voice, showing weakness on purpose to make him look soft, I have to say, even if Jing Nian looked It's not up to the hero's character, but as a hero, his appearance is indeed impeccable.

The little black dog was imprisoned by unknown people for so many days, seeing his master for the first time, instead of being slumped before, he started wagging his tail in Wen Quantian's arms, barking excitedly at Jing Nian.

Wen Quantian caressed the little black dog's fur, said with a light smile, "Nian Nian, look how happy our little Aotian is."

【Ding!Ask the host to complete the task of recapturing his son! 】

Wen Quantian didn't care a word about what Jing Nian said just now, Quan thought he was farting, now when she heard the sound of the system releasing the task, she raised her foot and walked towards the opposite side.

A loud cry came from behind Naihe: "Jing Nian—"

She turned around and saw Song Ci'an standing in the corridor calling her.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, or the lights in the corridor were too dim, but she always felt that the expression on Song Ci'an's face was particularly frightening.

Song Ci'an was chasing her down, and the two of them, one in front of the other, were actually within a few steps, so Song Ci'an had noticed the scene just now.

No wonder he rushed down when he received the call, it turned out to be Wen Quantian.

She had heard Jing Nian call that dog "Aotian" before, but she didn't expect that it was raised for the sake of Wen Quantian.

Maybe because of the tenderness these days, and Jing Nian's attitude, she almost forgot that the person she couldn't ask for in front of her, the man she once loved, was dying...

But now, Jing Nian is going back, leaving himself and running to others.

Song Ci'an tightly pursed his lips, trying to restrain the uncontrollable sourness in his heart, and was even more afraid of doing something irrational on the spot.

Jing Nian looked at her for a while, didn't understand what she meant, and saw that she didn't continue to say anything, turned around and walked towards Wen Quantian under the system's reminder of two tasks.

The pent-up energy in Song Ci'an's heart seemed to dissipate suddenly, she closed her eyes, and slammed the wall hard, with such force that one might worry whether her hand bones were cracked.

She glanced at Jing Nian's back, then turned and walked towards the parking lot.

Here, Jing Nian walked up to Wen Quantian, but his expression was not as soft as he thought, but rather fierce and full of hatred: "Wen Quantian, I said that I have severed my friendship with you, no matter how suddenly you change now, If you want to play any tricks, I will not accept it."

Seeing Wen Quantian's lips moving to speak, Jing Nian hurriedly rushed to the front and said: "Give Aotian back to me, don't let me really hate you forever!"

Wen Quantian paused, he looked at Jing Nian's pale face under the moonlight, and saw the beautiful tears flowing from those eyes, which caused great waves in his heart.

How much does this woman love him... She was so injured that her body was bruised, and she still pretended to be stubborn to draw a line with him. He really felt sorry for this hard-spoken and soft-hearted little woman.

From love to hate...

Thinking of this, Wen Quantian looked at the woman in front of him and smiled charmingly: "Woman, I will definitely make you fall in love with me again!"

The firm tone and the hot eyes made Jing Nian deeply... shudder.

She rubbed the goose bumps on her arms, feeling that the sad expression on her face could hardly be maintained, she simply stopped talking nonsense with Wen Quantian, pulled the little black dog and turned away.

Wen Quantian deliberately lowered his voice behind him and said, "Woman, I will come again."

Jing Nian almost tripped over his left foot while listening to his right foot.

After walking a few steps with the little black dog in her arms, she found that Song Ci'an, who was standing there just now, had disappeared. She was a little puzzled, but thought that the other party might have already gone upstairs, so she didn't think much about it.

Hearing the sound of Quan Tian turning on the engine behind him was so clear, Jing Nian slowly climbed up the steps step by step with the little black dog in his arms.

Pushing open the door, they found that there was still no one in the room, and it was still the same as when they went downstairs. The half-eaten piece of cake that Jing Nian had eaten was placed on the table, and the color of the cream was slightly yellowish.

She frowned, sat down on the sofa, and carefully observed the little black dog.

Just now when she was holding it, she felt that something was wrong with her hands, but now that she looked carefully, she couldn't help but laugh.

The little black dog was covered with all kinds of accessories, and even wore four pairs of cute little shoes. The fur on his back was braided into beautiful little braids, and his whole body seemed to be glowing.

Okay, it's aristocratic.

Jing Nian took off a few gold necklaces from its neck, smiled and said: "It's not bad, I really raised you as a young master."

After playing with the little black dog for a while, Jing Nian suddenly didn't know how to deal with the suddenly empty room. She cleaned the room as if to cover up the illusion, made another dinner, and left it for Song Ci'an. In the end, Song Ci'an didn't come back after waiting until midnight.

She couldn't help sending a few messages to the other party before, but she hasn't received a reply until now.

Just when she was packing up and getting ready to go to bed, the mobile phone that had been kept by her hand finally rang, and the note was Song Ci'an.

She picks up—

"Hello? Is it Nian Nian?"

Unexpectedly, a strange female voice came from the opposite side, she seemed to be a little drunk, and her tongue was a little bit loud when she spoke.

Jing Nian was stunned, and before he could speak, he heard the other person say again: "Song Ci'an is drunk, I don't know what happened, but she actually cried, oh my god - we have known each other for so many years, this is the first time I see her cry."

Only now did Jing Nian hear the loud background music on the phone, it was like a bar or something.

The woman was still saying: "She was drunk and kept shouting for Nian Nian... I guess it's you, where are you now? I'll ask someone to take her there."

Jing Nian couldn't hear what the other side said, she could hear her own heartbeat through the noisy voices and chaotic music.

Again and again, very clear.

Jing Nian clenched the phone tightly, and said in a slow but firm voice, "Give me your address, and I'll pick her up."

At the end, I added one more sentence——

"Please take care of her."

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Song Ci'an: Goubi male lead and I rob wife?

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In other words, do I want to hang the cp of the characters in each world on the copy like other fast-traveling texts?I've seen other authors do this.

Also, have you all started school recently?I feel that the collection is getting slower and slower, and the impoverished author is crying every day with a small and poor collection (T_T)