Why is there always someone OOC in Quick Transmigration?

Jian Jianyan took a few steps forward, paused and walked a few more steps. "What's the matter with you?" Although he was stopped and followed by the man, he was unexpectedly not angry.

The man didn't speak, so Jian Yan could only continue to ask, "Is it because you live here?"

"No, over there." The man pointed to the building next to him.

"Then what's the matter with following me?" How much does this person not want to talk?

"Want to know... where do you live?" He frowned again as if thinking about it.

"..." With this deep sense of powerlessness, Jian Yan resisted the urge to touch his forehead.Forget it, he can do whatever he wants.Unexpectedly, Jian Yan, who had no trace of anger, walked towards the elevator together with the man following behind.

"Okay, I'm here. Do you want to come in and have a seat?" Jian Yan said, standing at the door without any sign of opening it.

The man looked at him, then at the door behind him.Turned around and left.

Jian Jianyan leaned against the door and watched the man walk towards the elevator.really interesting!

Then he took out the key and opened the door without hesitation.

In the middle of the night, the room with the curtains drawn was dark.On the large bed, a handsome man lay quietly on it and fell asleep.It seems that there is a wind blowing, the paper on the computer table is raised a little, and then it is quiet again.

There were some bad scenes in the dream, a tall man was holding a knife and slashing at another person.Jian Yan frowned instantly, and subconsciously wanted to stop them.Blood gushed out, and both men fell to the ground, he was holding a knife in his hand, and the knife was covered with blood.Blood slid down his face, thick and disgusting.

Jian Jianyan suddenly opened his eyes, the coldness in his eyes did not fade away.It was still affected, it seems that the ghost following the heroine is not an ordinary wraith.At least that ghost definitely had a lot of human lives on its hands before it died.

No longer sleepy, Jian Yan simply turned on the light and got up, poured himself a glass of water and drank slowly.He lives on the 37th floor, and the night view of the city is seen from the big French windows.

The heating is turned on in the room, and it will not be cold in thin pajamas.Jian Jianyan drank water one after another.That nightmare reminded him of his world.What a terrible world. Although Mary Sue was in the first two worlds, at least the heroine didn't do anything excessive.But the heroine of this world has a distorted psychology, a pathological attachment, a selfish and dirty soul.

It reminded him of the person who caused his death, that beautiful face was full of distorted hatred, full of excitement about killing him.Nausea made him want to throw up.

Be more happy, so that when you fall into hell, your expression will satisfy me!

The building of the famous international high-end luxury brand "Wess", the model shooting scene on the [-]th floor.Jian Yan was wearing black trousers and sitting on a golden chair.Three of the dark red shirts on the upper body were unbuttoned, exposing his fair chest to the air.He held a goblet full of red wine in his left hand, and his right hand rested casually on the armrest.The tip of the tongue slipped out the red wine that licked the corner of his mouth.The peach blossom eyes wearing red colored contact lenses seem to be looking at the camera in front of them inadvertently.

The audience could only hear the voices of famous photographers taking pictures and praises.

As soon as the shooting was over, the assistant hurried forward to help him put on his clothes.Whispered something in his ear.Jian Jianyan raised her eyebrows in doubt, and went back to the dressing room to change back into her clothes.

The top key of the elevator button lights up, and Jian Jianyan walks out of the elevator.

"Hello, Mr. Luo. I am the assistant to the president. The president told me to take you to his office, please follow me."

The only sound was the sound of walking on the smooth floor.

The person who claimed to be an assistant stepped forward and knocked on the door, and opened the door without waiting for the person inside to answer.

Simple Yan raised eyebrows, all the assistants are so casual now?But when he saw what was inside, he understood.It turned out that the president didn't like to talk.

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It's still a manuscript box, so there are so few collections (sad).