It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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Song Heming thought about it for a while, and felt that it would be better to spend money to find someone who can play with Gu Shaofeng.

After all, Gu Shaofeng is the king of this world and the hero, so it is much more difficult to deal with him than others.

He called the nightclub again: "Do you agree to use props here, that is, the ones that are longer and bolder? The appearance is not a problem, and the addition of money is not a problem."

The person in charge hesitated a bit: "This... there are very few people who are willing to do this now, and there is only one in our store. I will contact him now, please wait a moment. If he agrees, he will go directly to the one you left before. Hotel address."

Song Heming agreed.

After about half an hour, there was a knock on Song Heming's door.

He went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a man who looked like a wall. The man was full of flesh, with big arms and a round waist. He looked like he weighed about 250 pounds. He was sweating profusely. He didn’t know where he came from. The smell does not come out.The armpits of the clothes were darker than the rest of the place, and there was obviously a lot of sweat.

He stood at the door and blocked the door completely, Song Heming's eyes could no longer tolerate anything else.

Song Heming took a step back in doubt, kept a safe distance and said, "Excuse me..."

"I was called by you to serve you~" The fat man gave Song Heming a wink.

Song Heming: "???"

Song Heming looked at the fat man in front of him in shock.

He couldn't believe it, and went back to the hotel to pick up the communicator and call the person in charge: "Is there really no one else here who can accept props?"

"Sorry sir, there are really no more. By the way, there is also the issue of Zangxue. Next time you have such a special request, you must make it in advance. After all, this practice violates people's self-esteem. Now Zangxue is already in As for the psychiatrist, we didn’t sue you because it was your first time, otherwise, we wouldn’t be so tolerant, but directly called the police.”

This time, the person in charge changed to someone who was a bit sissy, and cut off the communication with a 'snap' after he finished speaking.

Song Heming: "..."

The fat man at the door had bright eyes: "Honey, I don't mind you using props on me at all~ Anything is fine~ No matter how you want to play, I can accept it~"

Song Heming was tired: "You go."

The fat man argued hard and kept talking about his own advantages, but Song Heming was a face control, and this fat man was also a little careless about hygiene, so he immediately paid for his hard work and turned people away.

If the fat man came to him as Song Heming's friend, Song Heming would not mind if other people were fat or not, but he had to pay attention to his hygiene. Besides, he came as a bed partner...

Just think about it.

Song Heming sighed.

The system was puzzled: "It doesn't mean that when the lights are turned off..."

"...I can see this kind of thing clearly even if the lights are turned off." Song Heming remained expressionless, "His image will forever appear in my mind, reminding me every moment."

The system coughed lightly: "Host host, you can try other methods too. I think the bar before is pretty good. You have many other options besides adjutant!"

"Okay." Song Heming nodded, "I'll go after a short rest, how long is it until the end of the setting?"

"There are still five days." The system replied obediently.

Song Heming nodded.

He used the communicator to ask Rose, the person in charge of the starry sky, to ask for leave, and then he wasted his life lying on the deck chair on the balcony, and waited until the sun slowly set, before standing up and stretching: "Oh, what a day without doing anything It was so cool."

After changing his clothes and tidying up, he went directly to the bar.

The bar was as crowded as ever.

Song Heming ordered something to eat, and had just filled his stomach when he heard a commotion from the bar.

A man came in from the door.

The man had a mask on his face, and he had a strong aura around him. He was in excellent shape, and almost as soon as he entered it, he attracted the attention of many people in the bar.

A person not far from Song Heming said excitedly: "Isn't this the masked man who has been coming to the bar recently? I didn't come yesterday. I thought I would never come again. I didn't expect to meet him again today."

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that he doesn't want to date, and he has rejected so many people, otherwise I would want to have sex with him, oh, look at this leg... I feel like I'm about to cum..."

"Isn't that right? I'll check his tone later to see if he's interested in me."

"Hey, then you have to work hard! If you succeed, remember to call me and let's go together~"

"Hee hee hee."

The corner of Song Heming's mouth twitched, he silently glanced at Gu Mian, and sighed.

He didn't lift it anymore, and of course he wouldn't make an appointment with anyone. Could it be that after the appointment was made, he would just chat under the quilt?Will it be reported?

The ideas of these two girls must be ruined.

Just when Song Heming was gloating, the system's voice sounded: "Trigger a side mission: prevent the male lead Gu Shaofeng from getting engaged to the female lead Miss Tang."

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming tapped the table with his fingers: "What if I don't do both the main mission and the side mission?"

"Well... it is also possible in theory, but if the two missions fail, the deduction of points will be doubled. Your efforts in the two worlds will be in vain, and you don't know what the next world will be. If it is some This is a very difficult world, if the mission fails again..."

There was hesitation in the system's voice, "Host, I advise you not to take such a risk."

Song Heming sighed: "Leave a line in life."

As he spoke, he stood up from the sofa and walked towards Gu Mian.

At that time, Gu Mian was sitting and drinking, and when he saw Song Heming approaching, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Song Heming sat beside Gu Mian.

His eye sockets were slightly red, and he kept staring at Gu Mian, until Gu Mian turned his head when he was stared at, and then he said aggrievedly, "I've had a bad few days."

Gu Mian didn't speak.

Song Heming said with a choked voice: "Actually... after I left you, I realized how important you are to me. I still love you... I thought it would be easy to let go, but then I realized it wasn't what I said It's so easy...I can't sleep all night and all night now."

As he said, he lowered his head, stretched out his hand and held Gu Mian's hand tightly, "I'm really sad to hear that you and Miss Tang are getting engaged."

"What do you want?" Gu Mian asked.

"Why did you come to this bar?"

"...Come wherever you want."

"...Really?" Song Heming showed a sad expression, "I thought...you have a little bit of me in your heart, so you come here all the time, but I didn't expect...but it doesn't matter, I like you, I also like you It has nothing to do with you, it is already very good that you can forgive me for the wrong things I did back then."

Song Heming looked up at Gu Mian.

Gu Mian looked as usual.

He listened to Song Heming's words, as if he was listening to someone else's story, and there was no wave on his face.

Song Heming's heart began to beat a little.

In the previous two worlds, although Li Lin and Xu Jingze were occasionally very indifferent, most of their thoughts were on their faces. Song Heming could easily see it, but only Gu Mian, as long as Gu Mian thought about it, then he was No matter how you observe, you can't see Gu Mian's thoughts.

Gu Mian said lightly: "As long as you don't hinder me, I will naturally not take it to heart."

Song Heming blinked his eyes and whispered, "Then I won't hinder you, just like before, is that okay?"

Gu Mian looked at Song Heming.

Song Heming coughed lightly: "I want to continue living with you...Although I know it's impossible for the two of us, but..."

"The card I gave you has no limit, you can use it as you like." Gu Mian interrupted Song Heming.

"I know, but I..." Song Heming moved closer to Gu Mian's ear and whispered, "I don't care about money, I want to stay closer to you."

Song Heming's breath sprayed into Gu Mian's ears, making Gu Mian couldn't help but turn his head away and move away.

He frowned slightly, looked at Song Heming for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

Song Heming immediately showed a big smile on his face: "I knew you were the best..."

Gu Mian: "Don't cause trouble for me."

"Okay, okay." Song Heming said with a smile, thinking, I used to cause trouble, and it would be too boring not to cause trouble!

Gu Mian stood up straight away.

Song Heming was taken aback, sitting on the sofa and looking up at Gu Mian.

Gu Mian said condescendingly, "Don't you want to go home with me?"

"Yes, yes." Song Heming nodded in agreement, and took Gu Mian's hand casually, with a very intimate gesture.

After Gu Mian came, he ordered a bottle of wine, didn't drink anything, just sat like this, and said that it wasn't for him, no ghost would believe it.

Sure enough, in the end Gu Mian just hesitated and did not shake off Song Heming.

The people in the bar never expected that someone would hook away the masked man who had rejected countless people!Almost all of them turned their gazes to the two of them, and some of them looked at Song Heming recklessly, as if wondering what Song Heming could do to deserve the masked man's relapse.

Song Heming didn't mind the eyes of everyone at all.

He followed Gu Mian all the way home, and happily ran to the room where he lived before.

The room was still the same as when Song Heming left, and even the sheets were freshly washed, as if waiting for Song Heming to return at any time.

Lying on the big bed, Song Heming sighed: "Sure enough, the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as my own diamond nest. I can play games again."

System: "..." I always feel that playing games is the most important thing, and missions are all bonus...

It was already very late at this time, Song Heming greeted Gu Mian, and after washing up, he lay down on the bed very happily: "Go and check the wind later, and bring the props over tomorrow... perfect."

System: "In the interstellar world, doing this is very disrespectful. What are you going to say to the hero?"

Song Heming chuckled.

"Of course you don't say anything, just keep your head down and do it."