It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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Standing in the room, Li Lin coldly shook off Luo Yibin's hand.

His gaze was always on the direction Song Heming left.

"Didn't I say that the nurturing agreement is no longer counted?" Li Lin said, "I already know all the things you did abroad."

"What are you talking about? I went back to China because of this incident. In fact, I didn't have anything to do with the person you mentioned. We are just ordinary friends!"

Luo Yibin looked anxious, "Although you were taking care of me at the beginning, I know that you like me, and I have always liked you! So when I heard you said you were going to break up with me, I hurried back..."

"The kind of ordinary friends who go to bed?" Li Lin said lightly, "Then you have quite a lot of friends."

Luo Yibin's face was pale: "Li Lin, you... If you say such things again, I will get angry."

Li Lin sneered: "I said, our agreement is over."

Luo Yibin lowered his hands dejectedly.

His eyes were full of sadness: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become what you are today... You will regret it."

For some reason, Li Lin recalled Song Heming's mocking face in his mind.

His expression is the most suitable for facing Luo Yibin at this time.

He imitated Song Heming and sneered: "You go."

After Li Lin finished speaking, he stopped looking at Luo Yibin's expression, but walked out the door with big strides.

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Song Heming walked into the familiar neighborhood leisurely.

This place is still similar to three years ago, but after the ravages of time, it looks even older.

Three years ago, the thriving wall-climbing tiger died for unknown reasons, leaving only a small section of dry vines, which looked ghostly.

Following his memory, he stood at the door of his uncle's house.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, Song Heming looked obedient.

System: "...Host, no matter how many times I watch it, I feel that you change your face very quickly. Were you an actor in the original world?"

Song Heming: "You don't know?"

"...I don't know, I can't extract the memory of the host at will. When I met you, you were already dead."

The words of the system inexplicably filled the body with chills, but Song Heming didn't really care.

He smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm not an actor, it's just that life has taught me to act. How about it, have the demeanor of an actor?"

"Yes! The host is the most powerful!"

"Then it seems that if I really go back to the real world in the future, I won't be unemployed. If it doesn't work, I can still be an actor." Song Heming rubbed his chin.

"If the host enters the entertainment circle, it will definitely become popular all over the world!"

"Thank you for the compliment. I think you are also a very cute and cute system."

"Hee hee hee."

Just as Song Heming and the system were courting each other, the door opened from the inside.

The one who opened the door was a little girl whom Song Heming had never seen before.

She was slightly taken aback when she saw Song Heming: "Excuse me..."

"I'm here to find someone." After Song Heming finished speaking, he saw the figure flashing behind the little girl, and called out with a smile, "Xiao Zhuang?"

The boy known as Xiao Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, his eyes widened when he saw Song Heming: "It's you?"

Seeing that the two knew each other, the little girl took a step back and let the door open.

Song Heming chuckled, and stroked the little girl's head: "Thank you, my little princess."

The girl blushed.

Song Heming's eyes were fixed on Xiao Zhuang.

Three years later, Xiao Zhuang is a lot thinner than the little fat man before, obviously he has been exercising on weekdays.He seemed to have matured a lot, and he was still a child, but he couldn't tell that it was him who did it without thinking.

Xiao Zhuang took a step back: "You...how did you come back?"

His face was not very good-looking, and he went back to the room immediately after speaking, and it seemed that he was going to call Song Heming's aunt.

Only Song Heming and the little girl were left in the living room, so he simply shifted his gaze to the little girl: "Little princess, how old are you?"

"I, I'm Song Zhuang's classmate, I came here to play..."

A little girl at this age has always been unable to resist handsome people, plus Song Heming took every little princess in her mouth, the little girl was still very useful, and it didn't take long before she told Song Heming almost everything she knew.

When Song Heming was talking and laughing happily with the little girl, the aunt who went out to buy vegetables also hurried back.

When she saw Song Heming, she stared, as if she wanted to scold him, but when she saw the little girl beside him, she forcibly swallowed back the words she wanted to say.

She showed a smirk: "Oh, it's Heming. It's been a few years since I saw you. Look at you, are you doing well?"

"Yeah, thanks to my aunt's behavior back then, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today."

Song Heming smiled slightly, "I'm here on a business trip, and I have no place to live. It's not an exaggeration for my aunt to take me in for two days, right?"

"Of course, you call me aunt, can I still kick you out?"

Song Heming's aunt said, and said softly to the little girl sitting next to Song Heming: "Auntie bought you your favorite fish, how about having braised fish for lunch today?"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she agreed obediently in a soft voice: "Thank you, Auntie."

Song Heming smiled lightly and said, "The little princess likes to eat fish?"

"Yes... I like it very much..."

"What a coincidence, I like it too."

"Then, can I treat you to fish later?"

"Of course." Song Heming said, "I'm more than happy."

Seeing Song Heming happily chatting with the little girl, Xiao Zhuang's expression remained firm, and he sat down next to the little girl slowly.

"Xiaodie, don't talk to him too much."

"Why?" The little girl named Xiaodie blinked her eyes.

She looks very cute, she looks like a doll, her big eyes flicker like stars.She has a fair face and pink mouth.

What Xiao Zhuang originally wanted to say got stuck when he saw Xiao Die.

It can be seen that Xiao Zhuang likes this little girl.

Song Heming smiled slightly: "Because, I am the Great Demon King, and I will take away a cute and beautiful little princess like you. I will lock you in my castle and not let you go out!"

Xiaodie hesitated for a while, looked at Song Heming's face for a while, and said bluntly: "I am willing to be taken away by you."

Song Heming laughed loudly.

Xiao Zhuang next to him had a very ugly expression on his face, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only stare at Song Heming with his eyes.

However, Xiao Zhuang is just a child who grew up in a greenhouse. He has never encountered any setbacks in his life, so how can he compare with Song Heming?Song Heming didn't take Xiao Zhuang seriously at all.

At noon, several people finished their meal with their own concerns, and sat on the sofa and chatted for a while in the afternoon, Xiaodie's parents came, and they were going to pick up Xiaodie.

Before leaving, Xiaodie's cheeks were pink and she looked worried, she finally shook off her mother's hand, leaned into Song Heming's ear, and asked, "Big brother, can you wait for me to grow up? Although you are Great Demon King, but I like you very much."

A well-behaved, cute, ignorant child like Xiaodie makes people like it just by looking at it. Of course, Song Heming is no exception, but...

Song Heming stretched out his hand and rubbed Xiaodie's head, and said in a low voice: "Big brother has already married and started a business, Xiaodie has no chance in this life, shall we meet sooner in the next life?"

Xiaodie said seriously: "Okay!"

Only Aunt Xiao Zhuang and Song Heming were left at home, and the atmosphere in the venue immediately changed.

Song Heming's aunt returned to her sarcastic look, and said with a sneer, "You still have the face to come back? Do you still want to live in our house?"

Song Heming's expression was hurt: "Didn't my aunt already agree to let me stay here for two days?"

"Don't even think about it!" Xiao Zhuang said loudly, "Birth of a bitch like you are not welcome in our family!"

The smile on Song Heming's face disappeared immediately.

When he was not smiling, he had a feeling of self-prestige without anger, and the expression on his face was extremely terrifying. Xiao Zhuang was startled, just like three years ago, and once again shrank behind his mother.

Song Heming looked around. He walked to the porch, picked up a broom, and said with a smile: "The Chinese nation has many traditional virtues. The "San Zi Jing" teaches us that a younger brother should respect his elder brother and be humble. You are full of swear words now. How can there be someone who looks like a younger brother?"

The aunt guarded Xiao Zhuang behind her, and said vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Three years later, Song Heming was already half a head taller than his aunt, and finally he was no longer the pitiful little girl he used to be.

"What do I want to do?"

Song Heming smiled and said, "Of course it is to help you educate your children."

After he finished speaking, he rushed forward quickly, pulled out Xiao Zhuang who was hiding behind his aunt, and hit Xiao Zhuang's ass with the broom one after another!

Xiao Zhuang screamed like a pig!

"Mom—help me quickly! He hit me! You shameless bastard, how dare you hit me!"

My aunt wanted to step forward to stop her, but now she was no match for Song Heming at all.

Song Heming was a little tired from beating.

He threw away the broom in his hand, and slightly lifted his bangs: "Do you remember this?"

There is still a not particularly obvious flesh-colored mark on his forehead.

Song Heming's aunt was slightly taken aback: "You..."

"It's more than that."

Song Heming smiled slightly and turned on the TV.

The system is very upright and directly plays the scene of Song Heming being abused by his aunt.

Xiao Zhuang was beaten up by Song Heming. At this time, he was already exhausted. He trembled when he saw Song Heming's eyes, and he didn't dare to say anything. Besides, what happened on TV happened in real life. Xiao Zhuang was surrounded by people watching. He was afraid that Song Heming would Thinking of what happened in the past, he beat him again, and shrank directly behind the sofa when he saw this.

Song Heming's aunt, on the other hand, looked at the picture above in surprise: "Impossible... There is no camera in the stairway at all!"

"These are not the main points." Song Heming said with a smile: "You say, if I hand over all these things to the police, what will happen?"

Auntie took a deep breath: "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything, just stay here for a few more days." Song Heming shrugged, "What a bargain."