It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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"That was all in the past." Song Heming said without changing his face, "Actually, I don't really remember it."

"Really?" Jing Ran looked at Song Heming suspiciously.

Song Heming nodded: "Yes, I only remember the feeling of liking you back then..."

Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, he was always looking at Song Heming, seeing Song Heming's expression was natural, he didn't look like he was lying, so he finally nodded, "Okay."

However, Jing Ran didn't believe Song Heming's nonsense in his heart.

In his opinion, Song Heming must have been shy, so he was embarrassed to talk about the scene when the two met for the first time.

As long as they spend more time together in the future, Song Heming will definitely say it.

The corners of Jing Ran's mouth curled up slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hug Song Heming.

Song Heming hesitated for a moment, originally wanted to slap Jing Ran away, but finally held back, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

The two of them slept together on the bed, probably because it was hard to turn over, Song Heming didn't sleep well, and the next morning he was not in a good mood, but Jing Ran was full of energy. He was also planning to take Song Heming out for a run together.

Song Heming refused decisively.

He lay on the bed, feeling as if he had no strength all over his body. After Jing Ran left, he hurriedly asked for a leave of absence in the live broadcast room.

Regarding his frequent doves these days, the cat suckers simply complained and praised, but Song Heming couldn't help it.

He could only make an apology, and then log in to Penguin, and began to sort out the list of people who gave him rewards, list them one by one, and mark the number of rewards from those people, so that he can refer to it when giving gifts in the future.

At the very least, the gift can only be more than that money, not less than that.

Song Heming bit the penholder, and after a while, he heard the door of the room being pushed open, and Jing Ran came back after running, bringing breakfast by the way.

"Come and eat first." Jing Ran said.

Song Heming nodded and stood up.

When the two were eating, Song Heming glanced at the time: "You don't have to go to work today?"

"No." Jing Ran shook his head, "I want to come here today to see how you live broadcast."

Song Heming: "..."

Live broadcast!If you stare here, you won't be able to live broadcast at all, okay?

Song Heming only felt that his whole body was a bit bad. He said euphemistically: "When my big orange is broadcasting live, even I can't be in the room, otherwise it will just jump out of the window and escape."

"Really?" Jing Ran was stunned for a moment, "Big Juzi is so spiritual?"

"Yes." Song Heming nodded.

Although Jing Ran was a little hesitant, he still nodded when he heard the words: "Okay. Where were you when Big Orange was broadcasting live?"

Song Heming: "...Go out for a stroll, and come back in the evening. There is no way, as soon as Big Orange sees me, he has no interest in live broadcasting."

Jing Ran: "..." Is there such a cat?

Jing Ran frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, he raised his hand, made a gesture of apology to Song Heming, and walked aside to answer the phone.

He didn't know what he said on the other end of the phone, at least he didn't seem to be in a good mood, he frowned and said, "There's something going on in the company, since you don't have a place to go, why don't you go to the company with me? "

Song Heming had already asked for leave from the live broadcast room, and he was bored at the moment, so he nodded and prepared to go to the company with Jing Ran.

Jing Ran was called to the company suddenly, apparently in a hurry, he took Song Heming to the company and then followed the secretary, but before leaving, he asked an assistant to follow Song Heming.

The assistant said: "The president's office is here, please follow me."

Song Heming smiled and said, "Where is your bathroom?"

"Over here." The assistant hurriedly led Song Heming there.

Song Heming walked into the bathroom alone. He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the live broadcast room. Seeing that there were still many people hanging on inside, guessing when Song Heming would start the broadcast, he immediately felt a little sorry. He put away his mobile phone and was about to go out to wash his hands , then heard a man say: "Is that a coincidence?"

For some reason, Song Heming's hand that was about to push the door out just stopped.

"Who knows, it's already planned, and it will definitely take that kid... who knows that a person came out halfway and saved him."

"It's also his destiny."

"I heard that the person who saved him liked him very early on."

"Really?"

"Well...my people found out that they are already together, do you want to give the two of them a blow?"

"Oh? I don't know what you want to do?"

In the cubicle, Song Heming frowned, guessing that the two men were talking about, he and Jing Ran should be the ones... Unexpectedly, there are still people in this world who want to oppose the world's hero?Song Heming chuckled softly, thinking it was very interesting.

At this moment, the assistant seemed to see that Song Heming hadn't come out yet, so he walked in directly: "Mr. Song?"

When the two people outside heard it, they looked at each other and asked, "What Mr. Song?"

The person who asked the question obviously had a high position, and the assistant immediately explained: "The president brought a gentleman here today."

"Okay, I see, you go out first, people can still fly in the toilet."

The assistant seemed to want to say something, but was pushed out by the person who spoke.

Not long after, Song Heming seemed to hear the sound of a bullet being loaded.

His expression suddenly became serious.

In such a small space, if the opponent really has a weapon, no matter how good Song Heming's technique is, he will still be injured...

System: "Release the side mission - use the form of a cat to scratch the face of the two murderers who tried to kill Jing Ran."

Song Heming: "Meow meow???"

Song Heming felt a little bad all over, and after confirming with the system repeatedly in his heart, he reluctantly changed into the form of a cat.

Fortunately, this form transformation is very smart. Even if Song Heming was wearing clothes before, it directly turned into fur, so that no one would find that there was a cat in a pile of clothes, and when he became a human again, he could be guaranteed Not naked.

The doors of the compartments were opened one after another. Song Heming was in the form of a cat after all, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

He squatted on the toilet with a serious expression on his face.

Just when those two people finally opened the compartment, Song Heming yelled suddenly and rushed towards one of them!

After all, he is a cat demon. With his ability displayed, the behavior of the two people was like slow motion. He gave him enough time to think and prepare. Scratch it!

"Hiss!" The man had no idea that there would be a cat in the compartment.

He covered his face violently.

Seeing his companion being scratched by a cat, the other couldn't help laughing mockingly: "You are still not liked by animals."

"What's going on? What's that Song's name?"

"Didn't see it. This is the last cubicle."

The voices of the two people were very low, as if they were afraid that people outside would hear them.

"Could it be possible to run away?"

"...Impossible, this is the sixth floor." The man said, and looked at Song Heming in cat form with his companion.

Song Heming only scratched one of them, and there was another person whose task was not completed, but he had already remembered the faces of these two people, even if he forgot, there was still an assistant to testify.He was not in a hurry, squatted down and scratched his paws, and looked at the other person fiercely.

The man listened to the movement in the bathroom, and put away the gun hidden in his sleeve: "There is only one stupid cat."

"This cat dared to scratch me, hehe...you don't want to go back alive today." The man who was scratched said, he stepped forward and wanted to grab Song Heming, but how could Song Heming obediently let the man catch him?

Although he looked like an orange cat, he was so fat that he couldn't move, but he still inherited the agility of a cat, and he dodged the man's claws with a dodge.

"Let me come."

The man with the gun said, bent slightly, imitating meowing: "Meow~"

Song Heming thought blankly: You idiot.

He deliberately pretended to be attracted, and didn't move until the man lowered his head, brought his face where he could reach it, jumped up instantly, and scratched the man's face with his paw!

This time, the faces of both men were scratched by the cat.

When the man with the gun heard the ridicule from his companion, his face suddenly became gloomy, but before he had time to do anything, Song Heming passed the two of them lightly and fled to the outside of the bathroom.

"Meow!" Song Heming called out to the assistant, and quickly jumped over.

The assistant was slightly taken aback: "When did a cat come to the company?"

He just muttered something, and then continued to stand obediently at the door waiting for the boss's friend surnamed Song.

However, he was destined not to wait.

Song Heming felt that if those two people were careful, they would definitely do something to the original owner, Song Heming, and felt that they would not be able to live in that small house in the future.

He avoided the two men, walked around several office areas, and waited for the two men to leave before returning to the bathroom, turning into a human form, and walking out.

The assistant had already been waiting outside a little impatiently. Seeing Song Heming coming out, he quickly put away the expression on his face and said, "Mr. Song, the president is in a meeting. You should wait in the president's office for a while."

Song Heming nodded slightly.

He entered Jing Ran's office and ran directly to the soft seat.

The assistant was taken aback, and wanted to remind him loudly, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped talking, and just went out.

Song Heming nestled in the comfortable boss chair.

System: "Host, the side mission is completed, but you are now being targeted..."

"Well, don't worry, tell Jing Ran when he comes back."

Song Heming yawned.