Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Si Jia answered a phone call, Zuo Yan sat in the previous place and waited for him, while other people in the studio were already getting ready to get off work.

He Dahua was sitting not far from him, looking at the computer and writing something on the paper. After a while, his brows frowned into a knot.

Zuo Yan glanced over and was silent for a while, "Are you going to copy them all down?"

He Dahua nodded, "Writing is fine, but there are too many drawings." He writes fast, but he can't draw.

Zuo Yan asked, "Why didn't you print it out?" All the more than 50 pages were copied down with a pen. What is this for?

He Dahua frowned, and glanced at the printer in the corner, "It won't work."

Zuo Yan: ...It's really hard for you.

"That... I will."

After Zuo Yan said this, he saw the eyes under the black-rimmed glasses staring at him firmly, stood up and led him to the printer, teaching him how to use it.

On the other side, several people who saw this scene were quite surprised.

"I said, this little panda knows too much."

He Yu loosened his long hair and put on high heels, "Why, are you envious or jealous?"

Wu Kuan said: "I just think this incident is too unusual. Which of these ghosts is not a bitter man who forced his daughter-in-law to become a mother-in-law for many years. How old is it?"

He Bao said: "Don't mention how old you are, you're old, she's only a few months old, and she's still drinking milk powder."

"If He Ziyang finds out about this, he will definitely blow his hair." Wu Kuan straightened his head and wrapped a scarf around his neck.

He Yu wiped his red lips and snorted coldly, "He still has the face to blow his hair? He went to the zoo twice, and he didn't feel anything. He didn't even catch the murderer. Such an old age is in vain."

Wu Kuan looked sideways at He Bao and asked, "What's the matter with your sister." '

He Bao blinked, 'The volcano erupted. '

"I have something to say in front of my mother, don't flirt, if you kidnap my brother, you won't need to buy footballs for this year's sports meeting."

He Yu was dressed in a sexy outfit, with wavy black hair and red lips, but one mouthful and one old woman ruined this beauty.

"I'm not the same."

"Sister, how bad is my vision to see him?"

He Yu finally put on a pair of ear drills, and today's equipment is considered complete.

Wu Kuan looked at her nightclub outfit and asked, "Where are you going with this outfit?"

He Yu said: "Why don't you clean up the mess for that little bastard He Ziyang, after chasing him for so many days, he didn't catch him, and he didn't dare to show his face!"

Wu Kuan said, "Is it the one who eviscerated?"

He Yu became serious, "The murderer often haunts nightclubs recently, I'll go over there and have a look."

"Sister, I'll go with you."

"Okay, but stay away from me when the time comes, the two of you will be wary."

After Zuo Yan finished printing, he saw the pile of notes beside his computer and asked, "What did you do before?"

He Dahua said: "I used to be the book office."

Zuo Yan said, "Oh, what is the Book Office?"

He Dahua said: "Now everyone calls him Master."

Master, how long ago was this address?

No wonder the writing speed is so fast, it turned out to be a transcriptionist.

Turning around, he saw that He Yu had changed, "Little Panda, come and give sister a kiss."

Zuo Yan took two steps back silently, this, forget it, your tongue can wrap around my neck twice.

He Yu made a sad face, but after seeing the boss coming out from behind, he immediately put away the redundant expression.

Si Jia glanced at her attire, "Be careful."

He Yu nodded, turned around and gave them a wink, "Wait for my good news."

Si Jia's home is not far from the studio, and it takes only about 10 minutes by car.

Opening the door, a special fragrance wafted out from the gap, Zuo Yan immediately became energetic, the decoration in the room was unsurprisingly retro, and there was no lack of modern style in it.

The sword hanging on the wall exuded a simple and simple charm, and the human-tall vase placed in the corner seemed to Zuo Yan to be the real thing.

"Sit casually, what would you like to drink?"

Si Jia took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then walked towards the refrigerator.

Zuo Yan said, "Anything is fine."

Si Jia opened the refrigerator and took a look, then turned around and said, "I don't have any milk powder or baby bottles here."

Who said I want to drink milk powder!

"Bamboo shoots, baby bottles, milk powder, what else, go to the supermarket to buy them tomorrow."

Zuo Yan asked, "Are you serious?"

Sika glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, "Do I seem to be joking?"

Like.

Scana took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, then sat opposite him, holding a red bottle that was just taken out of the refrigerator.

Zuo Yan held room temperature mineral water in his hand, the bottle cap had been screwed on, and there was a straw inside.

And the bottle in Si Jia's hand was still covered with hoarfrost.

Half a glass of red liquid was poured into the goblet, and the solidified feeling was more like blood than wine.

Si Jia shook the wine glass, put it to his lips and took a sip, leaving a red mark on his lips, which was quickly licked off by the scarlet tip of his tongue.

He picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number, and looked at him before dialing, "What do you want to eat?"

At this moment, Zuo Yan suddenly felt that this person was more likable than ever before, and a group of people flying in the sky and swimming in the sea ran through his mind, and finally felt that he should be more reserved, and said a Ken.

Sika: ...

Zuo Yan: ...Don't look at him like that. Although he really wanted to eat meat to a certain extent when he was a panda, he hasn't eaten fast food for more than 7 years. He would be happy if you give him a bowl of instant noodles. three days.

Si Jia ordered a normal set meal for himself, and then he really ordered a family bucket and a double burger for him.

Zuo Yan felt that his saliva was almost out of control, and there was never a day when he was so looking forward to the meal time coming soon.

When the little brother outside knocked on the door, he had already moved his gaze over.

The little brother outside stood at the door rubbing his arms and shivering.

Waiting until the family bucket was placed in front of him, Si Jia asked, "Are you sure you won't have diarrhea after eating it?"

Zuo Yan said: "I can eat anything." A panda is an omnivore, not to mention, he is now a human being.

Then it was time for the two of them to have a quiet meal. Si Jia's food was very good, like a nobleman, he chewed slowly, as if he was eating a full banquet of Man and Han under his chopsticks.

Zuo Yan was in a daze for a moment. This person seemed to be born in the wrong era. If he had a long robe and wide sleeves...

"Looking at me like that, could it be... choking?"

Zuo Yan lowered his head, thinking too much, the sequelae of the previous world must not have dissipated, everyone looks like an ancient person.

After eating, he realized that his appetite was really quite large, because he ate it all, but it was also very enjoyable.

Zuo Yan was assigned to the bedroom downstairs, and Si Jia lived on the upper floor.

At night, he finally took a hot bath and threw himself on the soft bed.

The moonlight was just right, and the teenager on the bed frowned uncomfortably, tossing and turning on the bed, the sheets were wet with sweat dripping from his body.

The next moment, the boy suddenly jumped up from the bed, opened the door and ran to the toilet.

Back and forth three times, each time more exhausted.

With heavy steps, Zuo Yan climbed into the room with the help of the wall, comforting himself in his heart that it must not be Ken Xingji's problem.

With a bang, the living room lights came on.

Zuo Yan raised his arm subconsciously to block the glare, and after putting it down, he found a figure sitting on the sofa in the living room with his back facing him, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Si Jia raised his hand, holding a tablet of pills between his fingertips, "One tablet a day."

Zuo Yan took it over, co-author, did you already know that I would have diarrhea?

Sika stood up, probably not long after taking a shower, and his body still exuded a damp breath.

The precarious drops of water finally couldn't hold on, falling from the tip of the hair, gradually sliding down along the clavicle of the skin, passing through the muscle lines of the abdomen, and finally disappearing under the cover of the bath towel.

Zuo Yan looked at his young and restrained face, but exuded the charm of a mature man.

Especially those abdominal muscles...it must feel good to the touch...

His stomach was still growling, but his paws were already ready to move.

Si Jia walked around from behind the sofa, and when he passed by him, he was still holding a glass of dark red liquid in his hand.

When he came to his side, he stopped, turned his head and said, "Go take a shower after taking the medicine, you already stink."

Zuo Yan: ...

Sika was halfway there when he heard someone calling him from behind.

"what's up?"

Zuo Yan approached him and said seriously, "Thank you for taking care of me." Then he went up and hugged him very naturally, turned around and ran, sneaking into the room.

The door of Zuo Yan's room was locked, and he went to bed after taking the medicine and taking a shower. It was already past two o'clock in the morning, and he was mentally exhausted.

Just before he was about to fall asleep, he sat up suddenly, hugging the pillow in a daze.

Wait, he remembered, before he was at the door and Si Jia was on the sofa, who turned on the light?

Also, if he understands correctly, there should be a group of A Piao in the studio. As the boss of A Piao, is it possible that he is a normal person?is it possible?

Relying on that formidable skill, "The target is the Celestial Master?"

System: "Probably not."

Zuo Yan was taken aback, "Maoshan Taoist priest?"

System: "No."

"what is that?"

System: "Well, I think it's better for you not to know for now."

Hearing what it said, Zuo Yan already had a bad feeling, "Just tell me if he's alive or not."

System: "Have you ever seen him panting?"

Zuo Yan thought for a while, it seems... no, he has entered a haunted place, is it too late to regret it now?

System: "You can try."

Zuo Yan was lying on the bed, always feeling that someone would stand by his bed and stare at him if he fell asleep.

In such a disturbed situation, within 5 minutes, he fell asleep.

System: ...the heart is really big.