The Love Cycle of Me and Lao Gong's Love [Quick Transmigration]

An invisible hand with anger,

Hold Ruan Mo completely,

stay in place.who?

Ruan Mo twisted his body to struggle,

suffocating a thin sweat,

Still can't regain control of his body.

【You really make me angry. 】

A deep male voice sounded in his mind,

Cleave his drunken brain into clarity,

His eyes widened in disbelief.

This voice, this voice he will never admit wrong,

it's him!

Ruan Mo's wet eyelashes trembled, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth, his tongue seemed to be pressed hard,

Not a single syllable can be pronounced.

[Don't move, give me your body. 】

As if something bound his hands and feet, Ruan Mo watched his feet step out,

The unruly hands fastened the somewhat loose neckline,

Walked out of the bar with steady steps.

Only the three bounced people were left on the ground for a long time before getting up, feeling as if they had hit a ghost.

……

The black-haired boy ran faster and faster in the dark night,

Through the endless stream of people and traffic,

After a while, he returned to the hut that he had not returned to for hundreds of years.

the room is dark,

Everything was covered with a layer of dust.

Ruan Mo grunted and was pushed onto the bed,

Alcohol paralyzed his five senses,

Tell him to be drunk and charming.

He heard the familiar male voice curse,

Immediately afterwards, his clothes that smelled of alcohol and tobacco were stripped off.

"Don't...don't..."

Ruan Mo held down tremblingly, but the invisible man refused to let go. In the blink of an eye, the white cloth was broken into pieces.

half-hidden over him,

More seductive than when fully dressed.

"Is it you?" Ruan Mo reached out and grabbed a cloud of air, showing a heartbreaking expression, "Is it you... are you there? Or is it my hallucination?"

The pain of being bitten came from his shoulder, and Ruan Mo was paralyzed by the alcohol, only feeling a numb itching, he stretched out his hand to grab it again, but there was still nothing.

His mood was ups and downs like a roller coaster, he bit his lower lip tightly and shed tears, sobbing loudly.

"Kefei...Answer me, is it you!"

The unnatural feeling of being forced disappeared suddenly, and there seemed to be a sigh in the air, and then Ruan Mo's two lines of crystal clear tears were kissed away, clumsily and gently.

[If you make me so angry, you still have the nerve to cry. ] The man comforted him forcefully, saying that comfort was more like reprimand.

Hearing this, Ruan Mo's breath was stagnant. After all, being drunk had made his thinking a lot dull. He slowly stopped crying, and asked a question with his nose twitching.

"So...you are now a ghost, without a body?"

【...You can ask whatever you want. 】

Ruan Mo blinked, "Did I piss you off?"

[…] Not just now, but it’s almost here now.

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The tattered cloth was instantly thrown away, the black-haired boy's shoulders were pushed off by the air, and he fell dizzily on the bed.

His drunken voice was deep and sweet, and from the beginning he groaned in pain all the way up, but after a few pushes, he was already trembling out of shape.

This was Kefei's punishment for teasing him everywhere, with a tough attitude he had never had before, which made his legs tremble.

"Kefei!"

The black-haired boy was sweating profusely, biting his lower lip and commanding, "Hold me!"

There was a wave of fluctuation in the air, and a pair of invisible big hands imprisoned him, firm and stable.

"Pick me up!"

The invisible big hand lifted him up as he said, hanging high in the air with nowhere to exert his strength. Newton was so angry when he saw it.

Ruan Mo sat firmly in mid-air, lowered his head and looked around calmly, and reached out to grab his position.

It was still the air in one hand, but this time he smiled, the corners of his lips curled into a pleasing arc, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"That's great...it's not like I'm dreaming."

His eyelids slowly drooped, and he drifted off to sleep strangely.

[…].

The night is gradually fading, and the rising sun is neither cold nor warm, but its brightness is enough to wake people up from their dreams.

The hangover Ruan Mo had a splitting headache, he groaned and stood up, looking at his clothes that were scattered all over the floor and his clean body with a dazed expression.

Why can't he remember what happened yesterday?

How did he come back from the bar? Who else knows the location of his home?

He got drunk and ran back by himself?

He couldn't figure it out, touched the mobile phone beside the bed, and after charging it, he found that it was only five days since he picked up the system reincarnation to do the task today.

"..." You are really good at the system, you killed my body in five days.

The system's humble Zhengtai voice didn't sound in his mind, Ruan Mo was a little uncomfortable, got up with his waist and got dressed, and realized some problems after walking two steps.

He stretched out his hand and grasped his stainless steel teacup with three minutes of strength. The teacup screamed and twisted into a twist immediately, leaving Ruan Mo's clear palmprint on the cup.

Unfortunately, his body has been strengthened four or five times by the system, and these abilities have not been taken back, and he has become a superman.

Ruan Mo, who wanted to live an ordinary life, looked embarrassed.

He doesn't want to be the savior anymore, if he saves the world, who will save him?

Now he just wants to forget those pasts, live the rest of his life earnestly, slow down his progress, and waste every second of his life.

Ruan Mo ignored his throbbing heart, took out his university admission letter from the bookcase, started to pack his luggage, and prepared to book a ticket to report in Star City.

By the way, before leaving, I still have to go to the place where I worked, and get the salary of the summer worker last month hundreds of years ago.

He zipped up his suitcase and decided to take a trip.

The anti-theft door was closed with a click, and he didn't see it because he was so distracted. A pair of dusty gloves were pressed under his pillow, which seemed familiar.

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The house he rents is in a remote part of the city, while the western restaurant where he works is in the busiest city center.

Ruan Mo changed into his original, half-new clothes, sat in the last corner of the bus, dragged his face and looked out the window, feeling as if he had passed away for a while.

Every tree and every brick in this small city is so familiar, but he tastes a faint strangeness from the familiarity.

It's really been a long time.

The bus stopped slowly, and Ruan Mo got off with the crowd, and ordered an early breakfast in front of the pancake stand. School started, so did you resign?"

Ruan Mo froze for a moment before nodding, "Yes, school starts the day after tomorrow."

The old man raised his thumb high and skillfully cracked open an egg, and the yellow egg yolk rolled out on the pancake machine with a fresh and tender aroma.

"It's amazing, grandpa, I'll add an extra egg for you, to give my grandson the joy of being a top student!"

"Hey, thank you, grandpa." Ruan Mo smiled lightly, his eyes softened for a moment.

He was about to pay for the pancakes when the old man approached mysteriously, "Xiao Mo, your manager seems to be in menopause recently, so be careful when you meet him, it's terrible."

"……good.".

Ruan Mo ate slowly, remembering how the old man was gossiping just now, and laughed a little.

Very enthusiastic uncle, but he greeted the store manager half a month early because of the start of school, so he shouldn't be angry with him... right?

Ruan Mo tried hard to bring him up from his memory as the manager who stood up again and again, and it took two seconds to confirm that he was just a little snobby little guy, he didn't pay much attention, and walked straight to his work place.

It was only seven or eight o'clock at this time, and there were not many customers in the western restaurant. After all, this was a mid-to-high-end consumer restaurant, and the price of breakfast was scary.

Ruan Mo said hello to his former colleagues, and went directly to the back kitchen. Sure enough, he saw Manager Wu in the back kitchen.

He was speechless for a while, and manager Wu was startled by a cough. The steak knife fell to the ground and bounced off, leaving a white mark on his precious pair of bad crocodile leather shoes.

"..." Ruan Mo felt that his salary might have been wasted. Manager Wu is a relative of the store manager.

Manager Wu's face quickly darkened. He turned around and saw Ruan Mo with an innocent face, and he was immediately annoyed, "Ruan Mo, why are you scaring God when you walk without making a sound? I haven't come here for five days and I haven't seen you asking for leave. What a big air. ah!"

Ruan Mo said: "Manager Wu, I handed in my resignation letter to the store manager half a month ago, and it has been approved."

Manager Wu choked, not daring to compete with the store manager, and turned to scold the waiter who let Ruan Mo in, "This guy has resigned, whoever put him in the back kitchen doesn't want his salary, right?"

Several waiters looked at each other, pretending not to hear, they should clean up, they should count the inventory, they only thought that Manager Wu was farting.

Ruan Mo's expression became even more innocent.

Manager Wu was angry and distressed, took out his handkerchief and wiped his precious leather shoes again and again, no matter how much he wiped, there was still a white mark, and when he was annoyed, he and Ruan Mo began to speak in an official tone, "So who, it's the end of the month these days The restaurant is doing accounts, you should go back and wait, and call when you can get your salary."

Ruan Mo reminded: "Manager Wu, Star City University is about to start school, and my high-speed train tomorrow may not come in a few days."

"Then it's none of my business, I'm just doing business." Manager Wu chuckled, "You can come and pick it up after the winter vacation, it's the same."

Ruan Mo pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and asked, "So Manager Wu, are you planning to hold on?"

"Oh, you can't say that. When did I say I won't give it to you?" Manager Wu's voice began to increase, "I told you to come and pick it up in a few days. Which restaurant do you think is not available now? To blame? This is your own misfortune, you can't rely on me."

"..." Ruan Mo was speechless for a while, knowing that online banking transfers are impossible without asking, he glanced at his complacent look indifferently, turned his head and left.

No, you have to hold back, this is the earth, you can't just hate people.

He silently said that I want to be an ordinary person, and his mentality suddenly fell. He opened the door of the back kitchen and was about to leave when he bumped into a big bearded man who smelled of alcohol.

Ruan Mo turned sideways to avoid it, but the big man's eyes were as big as copper bells, and the fatigue of the hangover disappeared, and his big hand, the size of a cattail fan, pressed Ruan Mo's shoulder.

"Baby, we are really destined, why are you in my shop?"

"... Store Manager Zhang?" Ruan Mo was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly, "I'm a summer worker in your store, the one who applied for resignation half a month ago."

"What!" Zhang Chi was shocked. This baby who made him think about it all night was the one who dangled under his nose for two months, his own employee?

Is he blind or stupid, such a good cabbage doesn't know how to get close to the water first!

Zhang Chi immediately decided to keep him no matter what today, and asked in a hurry: "Honey, your name is Ruan Mo, don't rush away, have you finished all the things you came to the store today?"

Ruan Mo silently removed his hand from his shoulder, shook his head and said, "No, the manager said that he needs to settle the accounts, and asked me to come back to get my salary during the winter vacation."

This accusation was cunning and ruthless, and it all picked up the core idea expression of Manager Wu's nonsense, which made Zhang Chi change his face in minutes, pointed at the big sun at the end of August outside the window, and sprayed Manager Wu on the head and face.

"Wu Yong, is your brain water or mud? Why don't I know, my own store takes half a year to pay? Do you still want to get a salary!"

Manager Wu, who had always deducted other people's wages, had a round face that turned into a pig's liver, choked on his own words, and kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the store manager. I made a slip of the tongue just now. I actually wanted to tell Ruan Mo to sit in the store and have a cup of coffee. In half a day, our restaurant will finish the account and make up his salary immediately!"

He smiled awkwardly, and he could tell with a wink that his store manager wanted to get in touch with Ruan Mo, his face became faster than flipping through a book, and he nodded and bowed at Ruan Mo, only barely waving his non-existent tail behind him.

Ruan Mo turned his head to look at him, "It really only takes half a day?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, just watch from the side, and I will never touch you."

Zhang Chi politely brought Ruan Mo to the front hall, "Come on baby, the store manager treats you to coffee today, do you want Blue Mountain or Mocha?"