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

Song Ci'an followed Jing Nian to her temporary residence.

"I didn't expect you to be the first person to find me."

Jing Nian's soft voice sounded, accompanied by her pouring water into the cup.

Song Ci'an took the glass of water, sat on the sofa and stared at her, until she felt a little creeped out, then she opened her mouth lightly.

"I didn't expect it either."

"Obviously you didn't do any pretense, and Wen Quantian couldn't find you with such a powerful force."

And I.

I can't find it either.

She said silently in her heart.

Ever since she discovered a mystery about herself, she has started a business in private. Although she knows nothing about painting, she is unexpectedly very sensitive to business. In addition, the general IQ of people in this world seems a bit strange, so these years have allowed her to save money. many industries.

On the surface, she was just the ignorant second daughter of the Song family. In secret, her power was already able to compete with Wen Quantian, but even if two such powerful forces searched for it at the same time, they couldn't find it.

"How? Are you going to report on me?"

Jing Nian sat across from her with a smile, and asked sensitive questions in a relaxed tone as if joking.

"of course not."

Song Ci looked at her calmly, and suddenly wanted to find out the secrets about her, so he made up a random sentence in his obsession.

"I caused trouble in China, and was rejected by the Song family and sent here. I only brought a little money with me, and now I am in a helpless state."

"So?" Jing Nian raised his eyebrows.

"So can I live with you? It's because I saved you once." She was talking about the time when Jing Nian was almost pushed down the stairs.

It's just that it's good that she didn't mention this, mentioning it reminded Jing Nian of the days when he and Jing Mo were both tortured, and his expression was slightly ugly.

'004, what's going on here?Doesn't it mean that no one can find me in three years? '

[It should be just a coincidence, and the other party belongs to the identity of a passerby, even if the host is found, it will not affect the plot, please rest assured the host. 】

Jing Nian took another look at Song Cian, who had an inexplicably pitiful expression, and Nian thought that the other party had good intentions at the beginning, and was not affected by the plot, so he agreed to her request.

"There just happens to be a guest room, you can stay."

"But let's say it first, I won't keep you for nothing."

A smile flashed across Song Ci'an's eyes, she nodded, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will pay the living expenses every month."

In this way, Song Ci'an and Jing Nian literally lived together.

When Song Ci'an woke up in the morning, she opened the curtains, and the sunlight from outside suddenly poured in. Looking out of her window, she could see a small garden, but instead of expensive flowers, it seemed to be some kind of vegetable.

Wait, dish?

Song Ci'an took a closer look, and took out his mobile phone to search for pictures to compare. He was sure and sure, the garden of this small villa was full of cabbages.

She suddenly felt an unspeakable silence.

Does Miss Jing's family know how to grow vegetables?

She stood in front of the window and raised the corners of her lips. Sure enough, only the two of them were the same in this world.

After washing, she walked to the living room and found that Jing Nian had already woken up and was cooking in the dining room.

The girl's movements are skilled, and the little black dog keeps spinning around her feet. From time to time, she will gently push it away with her feet, and then say: "Son, let's play!"

This scene is full of fireworks, and the girl's face is full of vigor, looking extremely warm.

Except for the layer of halo that has always shrouded the opponent's body.

Pale yellow, slightly shiny, elevating the girl's existence all of a sudden.

Song Ci'an admired it for a while, then looked away, Jing Nian's uniqueness in her eyes aroused her desire to explore, she was about to speak: "You know...do you have light on your body?"

Jing Nian's fast-moving kitchen knife stopped, and she almost cut her own finger.

Is this a new kind of earthy love story?

After pondering for a moment, she cautiously raised her head with deep eyes.

Seeing her solemn look, Song Ci'an couldn't help but straighten her back, she thought she would hear a secret.

"Are you talking about my charisma?"

After a pause, Jing Nian continued to cut vegetables, "It really made me shine—"

"But even if you praise me so much, you still have to clean the bowl."

Song Ci'an didn't expect to hear such an incoherent answer. She sat upright on the sofa, looked at the back of the girl cutting vegetables, and then couldn't help laughing.

So cute.

At this time, the little black dog turned around and found that his mother left the kitchen after ignoring it. It was used to a comfortable life, and it didn't bark indiscriminately even if there was one more person in the house.

Instead, he ran to Song Ci'an's feet and circled around. At first, she could ignore it, but the puppy's shiny and soft fur brushed against her ankles from time to time, making people's hearts itchy, and she still couldn't help stroking the dog's fur.

Then he exclaimed, "Your dog is so cute."

"What's its name?"

The food was already in the pot, Jing Nian looked back in the midst of his busy schedule, the little black dog was lying comfortably in Song Ci'an's arms, she said casually: "This is my son, Tian Tian."

Song Ci'an was a little surprised, he didn't expect Jing Nian to like dogs so much that he regarded dogs as his relatives.

Jing Nian wanted to go out after dinner, and told Song Ci'an to wash the dishes and take care of her dog son at home.

"What are you doing out there?"

Song Ci'an looked at Jing Nian who was dressed strangely, and really didn't understand what this man wanted to do.

A straw hat with a particularly large brim, and plain clothes with holes in them, a large frame on his back, and a stick in his hand.

Jing Nian was stunned for a moment when he heard her question, then his eyes were serious, as if she was asking some rigorous philosophical question, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I am responding to the party's call."

Song Ci'an obviously didn't understand.

Jing Nian said again: "Okay, don't ask, this kind of secret cannot be leaked."

Then she went out with her big basket on her back.

Song Ci'an looked at her back and pondered for a moment, always feeling that the other party didn't seem very smart.

Along the way, like a thief, Jing Nian pulled down the brim of his hat, put on a mask, and finally came to a grass field with few people, and started to pick up the rubbish conscientiously.

While picking her up, he asked: '004, how many tasks do I have today? '

[20/100, host, come on! 】

Jing Nian also felt bitter.

What she said to Song Ci'an just now is not wrong in a certain sense. After all, "Responding to the New Era, Striving to Be a New Youth" clearly stated that being a good person and doing good deeds is the model standard for contemporary new youth.

Although she has not been involved with the main plot characters in the past three years, it is inevitable to maintain the weak and kind personality of the heroine.

The point is kindness.

The heroine is the kind of person who has to give way to little ants when walking, helps the old lady when crossing the zebra crossing, and even gives all the money on her body to the homeless. How can she be indifferent when she sees garbage?

So the system released three daily tasks.

①Helping one hundred old ladies cross the road every day.

②Make way for one hundred nests of ants every day.

③Pick up [-] pieces of rubbish every day.

Choose one of the three, obviously the first two are a bit difficult.

Maybe there aren't so many old grandmas waiting to cross the road every day, and she can't find a hundred colonies of ants.

It's up to you, picking up trash!

Garbage can be seen everywhere, even if they are seen, others will not think it is abnormal, at most they will think that this is a kind and promising young man, and will not be viewed with colored glasses like forcing an old lady to cross the road.

What's more, she still covers it so tightly.

After picking it up for a long time, beads of sweat slid off his face, and amidst the system's natural sounds, Jing Nian took off all his disguise and threw away the big basket.

【Ding!Mission 100/100 complete. 】

Just kidding, do you think a rich woman with 500 million funds will use a basket repeatedly?

This is of course a one-off for her. In the basement of the small villa, she bought a thousand large baskets in one go. If the system didn't stop her, she even wanted to buy them inlaid with gold.

I have to say that rich people are also very happy to pick up garbage.

At this moment in the basement, Song Ci'an looked at the basket he had accidentally touched, feeling a little faintly about to collapse.

She really didn't expect that she was just running after the naughty little black dog, and she didn't expect to break such a big secret.

Has Jing Nian been secretly delivering baskets for the party organization?

……

Jing Nian wandered outside for a whole day, and even bought big and small bags to carry home, she never expected that there were still two people in the house, one big and one small, who had been hungry for a whole day.

She pushed open the door, and saw Song Ci'an sitting on the sofa looking at her quietly.

"what happened?"

Jing Nian first put the things in his hand by the door, then bent over and asked while changing the slippers.

"You didn't come back at noon, the two of us were hungry all day."

Jing Nian was stunned for a moment. In her life, she had never met anyone who could not cook. Before, she lived in a dirty old town where people generally had no money, so it was impossible to go out to eat every day, so she cooked The affordable skill of cooking has become a must-have for everyone.

Then she suddenly remembered that the one she took in was Second Miss Song who had been biting a golden spoon since she was a child.

"You don't even know how to order takeaway, do you?"

Jing Nian stared at the opposite woman without a word, only felt that doting on a child really was not a good thing, a dignified young lady from a wealthy family might starve to death at home if she had money in her hands.

Song Ci'an frowned, feeling that Jing Nian might have misunderstood something, she explained: "I ordered takeaway at noon, but it never arrived."

While speaking, her cell phone rang suddenly.

It was the delivery boy who said he had arrived at the door.

Jing Nian jumped up and opened the door, then looked across the yard at the takeaway guy on roller skates.

At this time, the sunset had already set, leaving only the sunset clouds in the sky, and the light red halo fell on the smiling face of the delivery boy, making him look extraordinarily simple and honest.

After six hours, this lunch spanned more than half of the city, and was finally delivered to Song Ci'an by the takeaway brother on foot. This is a mature takeaway with experience.

really great!

But at this moment Jing Nian, she just wanted to laugh.

Seeing Song Ci'an's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, she finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"