It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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Song Heming smiled, and didn't seem to care too much: "It's okay, as long as you know it's me in the future."

Jing Ran nodded slightly.

Because of this episode, Jing Ran forgot to continue asking Song Heming about his eyes.

He hesitated for a while, then asked, "Then our current relationship...?"

"You can try dating." Song Heming smiled, "Isn't that why we met again?"

"En." Jing Ran's gaze shifted slightly, and he didn't continue to look at Song Heming squarely, just at this moment, the fish ordered by the two of them was ready and served.

Song Heming picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, squinted his eyes and put it in his mouth.

He looked at Jing Ran who was sitting opposite, and said with a smile: "Of course, if you don't think it's suitable, we can also be friends. You don't have to be forced to be with me because of what happened in the past, everything follows your heart Ideas will do."

Jing Ran said: "How come, I'm still willing to try it with you."

The two initially reached a consensus.

The fish was very fresh and tasted very good, but Song Heming ate it very slowly because it was hot.

Jing Ran picked up a piece of fish with serving chopsticks and put it in a small plate, slowly shaved off all the fishbone, and then gave it to Song Heming.

Song Heming was startled: "Thank you."

"We are a couple now." Jing Ran said with a serious face.

"...Yes." Song Heming laughed dumbly.

He didn't even have time to enter this role, but Jing Ran took over directly.

It’s just that the CEOs in these novels are a bit too weird. When they say they fall in love, they fall in love, and they firmly believe that they will be a couple for the rest of their lives. They don’t even have a third party or have an affair. There is a big difference between real presidents.

But it is also the case that will meet the expectations of most people.

And this kind of person is indeed something Song Heming would like.

Thinking about it this way, it's really good to be able to travel through these novels.

Song Heming was stunned for a while, then remembered about Sang Cui, and said seriously: "There is one thing I want to tell you."

"what?"

"My mother...has been ill recently, but my family's situation is a bit tight, so I want to ask you to borrow 5 yuan...Although it's not good to say this when we first meet, but..." In fact, when I said this, Song Heming himself felt very awkward.

Before in reality, Song Heming was used to relying on himself.

Whether it is making money or facing difficulties in life, I have basically never spoken to others, and now I feel uncomfortable borrowing money because of my mission.

"It's okay." Jing Ran nodded, "Yes."

Song Heming smiled.

Jing Ran said: "You saved me before, just for this, I will definitely give you this money, let alone our current relationship is a couple, you don't have to be polite to me at all."

He was very serious when he said this, obviously he really thought so in his heart.

But Jing Ran said so, Song Heming couldn't really do that.

He will definitely have to pay back the money in the future, upon hearing this, he didn't say anything to Jing Ran, but just nodded his thanks and said, "My sister wants to meet you, can we make an appointment?"

"Your sister?" Jing Ran was taken aback.

"Yes... She is also struggling with money issues, so she wants to thank you in person." Song Heming chuckled, "Would you like me?"

"of course."

The two hit it off immediately, and after dinner, Jing Ran personally sent Song Heming home.

Song Heming was about to leave when Jing Ran said: "Since we are together, move to live with me?"

Song Heming was startled.

This is developing a bit fast?

Song Heming looked at Jing Ran suspiciously.

Jing Ran explained: "The two of us just got together, we need to cultivate our relationship, and then I will clean up the guest room for you."

"It's still not necessary." Song Heming shook his head.

Just like what Jing Ran said, the two of them were just together, if Song Heming went to live in Jing Ran's house now, even though he lived in a good place, if the relationship between the two of them didn't go well, he would be kicked out at that time. His face was even duller, and most importantly, Song Heming would not let his identity as a cat demon be easily discovered by others.

Not even a lover.

If he wants to broadcast live, he must be in his own separate space.

Hearing this, Jing Ran nodded, "I was the one who was abrupt."

"I'll consider moving in when the relationship gets better in the future, but right now... I've only met a few times, so let's forget it." Song Heming chuckled.

After the two said goodbye, Song Heming returned home.

Although the contract has been signed, Song Heming does not have any recommendations in the list.

The current resident population of his live studio is about [-], all of which were created by local tyrants smashing small TVs before.In the live broadcast room, most people suck cats silently, and only some people are particularly active in leaving messages.

In this case, when a large number of sunspots appeared and started to attack Song Heming, Song Heming's native fans' fighting power seemed a little weak.

What those Heizi said was unsightly, and it greatly affected the cat suckers in the live broadcast room.

Song Heming frowned, and went to find the editor Fengye.

Maple Leaf, Editor of Station B: I will report this matter to the people above, but it is true that you are at fault first, and you can ask me first if you have any actions next time.

Bird called: Okay, what about those sunspots?

Maple Leaf, Editor of Station B: We will discuss a solution.

Seeing what Feng Ye said, Song Heming couldn't continue to ask, so he could only say thank you.

Generally, in this case, the editor should not intervene.

Song Heming opened the live broadcast interface, looked at the comments above, and found that all of them were scolding himself, and only occasionally a few were speaking for him, but their combat effectiveness was obviously not good, and they were quickly scolded back by those black people.Song Heming didn't care too much.

For him, this place is also a world of novels. Fame is something outside of him. Now that he has obtained the benefits, it doesn't matter if he is scolded a few times.

But after being helped, Song Heming will definitely remember it in his heart.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Heming wrote down the names of all the people who sent money to him before, and planned to thank them well after this matter was over.

Then he turned into the form of a cat and started the live broadcast.

There are more and more people watching online, and cat lovers gather together, finally suppressing those abusive comments a little bit.

【Hahaha, am I the only one who wonders if this cat never washes its face, and doesn’t even lick its balls? 】

【Wait for me who licked the balls...】

[I haven't noticed it before, but it seems true...]

Song Heming looked at those comments expressionlessly, thinking that you will never want to watch me lick my balls in your life.

With that in mind, he waved his paw towards the camera.

[Hahaha don't talk about the previous ones, Tangerine Peel is getting angry, did you see the little paw he just waved?Hahaha】

[Big Orange, don't be angry, you don't wash your face not because you don't like to clean, but because it's already very clean, don't bother with them, but what about your balls?Can you show it to us? 】

[Surprised a group of wretched cat suckers! 】

Song Heming turned around resolutely, instead of reading the comments, he pointed his butt at the camera.

The people on the barrage suddenly burst into hahaha.

After playing with the people on the bullet screen for a while, Song Heming also felt a little sleepy—I don’t know if the cat is very sleepy, or it takes a lot of energy to transform into a human form. Anyway, every time Song Heming transforms back into a cat after transforming into a human form, Will be very drowsy.

He squinted at the computer screen, and was just about to lie down to sleep when he saw a reminder that the local tyrant had entered the live broadcast room. At the same time, a small TV was smashed over.

Song Heming: "..." The appearance of local tyrants is unusual.

Song Heming thought for a while, and imitated the cat he saw on the Internet before, standing up straight and making a bow with both paws.

[Fucking big orange has become refined! 】

[Could it be possible for Big Orange to understand that the local tyrant is coming and vote for him on a small TV?He actually stood up and made a bow hahaha]

【It's so cute, I really want to raise an orange cat】

[Suck, suck, suck! 】

[Suddenly want to discuss with the shit-shoveling officer of Big Orange how to raise cats...Look at Big Orange, they can make money, and think about my little guy who only knows how to enslave me! 】

[The one in front dares to suck big oranges even though there is a cat in front, isn't he afraid that his cat will be jealous! 】

[Hehe, disgusting, cats will do this kind of action, it is definitely the result of the owner's training, this cat may not be beaten like this]

[Isn't that right? After all, this orange cat has never met its owner before. Maybe it will blow its hair and get scared when it meets, so the owner hides and dare not come out]

Again.

Song Heming licked his paws, feeling that those people had really rich imaginations.

[Big Juzi give me the identity of a real estate manager, let me fork out all those rhythmic sunspots]

[That's right, sucking cats is sucking cats, why bother arguing? 】

Song Heming slapped his paws on the keyboard, and before he could do anything, the local tyrant said: Give me the housekeeper.

Song Heming thought to himself, I am a cat now, what can I do?I am desperate.

He could only silently pretend that he didn't see anything.

And the local tyrant obviously felt that it was a bit stupid to say this to a cat, so he corrected it immediately and chose to smash ten small TVs in a row.

At this moment, Song Heming's live broadcast room was full, and all the comments on the barrage were automatically posted during the lottery draw, and the comments of those people before were brushed down.

[Convinced, just use this method to make those people shut up, and the local tyrant will be my boss in the future]

[It is recommended that you directly block the barrage cloud to suck cats]

[The big orange is so cute!Even the local tyrants couldn't hold it anymore, and directly smashed ten small TVs, hee hee]

[Sigh: These ten small TVs are enough for the local tyrant to raise as many orange cats...]

Just when everyone was admiring, the local tyrant said: The big orange will be mine in the future.

Everyone: "..." Damn it! ?Is the local tyrant finally going to buy the big oranges home?