Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Yan woke up with a painful sense of dizziness, and the feeling of suffocation of dying spread out against his bones. Even though the sky was bright outside the window, Wen Yan still had the lingering fear of being trapped in a dream within a dream.

Li Yanping frowned and shook his shoulder vigorously, and it took several times to settle Wen Yan's erratic and illusory gaze.

"Xiao Yan, wake up, wake up quickly." Li Yanping patted Wen Yan's cheek and added some strength, so he added some color to Wen Yan's pale face, "Is there any discomfort?"

"Group...leader." Wen Yan called out subconsciously, his voice hoarse as if he was tossing around among the gravel.

"What the hell is going on here? What happened to you? How could there be such a big commotion." Li Yanping looked around, and said carefully under his voice: "Alarmed everyone above, the people from the Yan Bureau called me over."

Wen Yan listened quietly to each word, but those words lost the meaning of permutation and combination, and were disassembled into independent parts one after another. One is one, and the other is two. With a little trace, Wen Yan just looked at the place of his little finger, there was nothing there, no red line, no warmth, if it wasn't for the residual pain, he almost thought he was having a dream.

"Team leader." Wen Yan moved his slightly stiff fingers, trying to regain some sense of "return" reality, he knew that it was not an illusion, neither Jiang Mian's shallow kiss nor the red line ring, he didn't know what his mission was The time is over, so you must find that person, you must give him an answer, and you must also give yourself an answer.

Wen Yan raised his head, looked at Li Yanping seriously, and said, "Besides me, do you know who else is doing 'plane repair' recently?"

"Or, before me, earlier than me."

Li Yanping frowned and thought about the meaning of Wen Yan's words. After he realized it, he opened his eyes in disbelief, and said in surprise, "Xiao Yan, what do you mean by that? Do you suspect... suspect that there is an intruder in the plane?" ?”

Looking at Li Yanping's appearance, Wen Yan knew that he didn't know and didn't believe it.

That’s right, this matter is really absurd. On those planes that are organized into programs, they talk about crossing and self-crossing, but Shen Ze, Gu Xuan, and Jiang Mian appear, so those gloomy worlds It was covered with a layer of soft icing, which was Wen Yan's favorite and most familiar kind.

"Impossible, it's not like you don't know. Since that incident, everyone in the Immigration Bureau has been in danger for a long time. It's fine to say this in front of me, but you can't tell it in front of others?"

"The superiors stumbled on this, so believe it or not. If you directly destroy the plane data, you will be reimbursed for working for so many days, and many departments will be implicated. When the time comes, the upper body will be the one who will cause trouble." You!" Li Yanping's tone was a little anxious, he was afraid that Wen Yan would forget who he was, and he was also afraid that he would be too clear about who he was.

He knew the child's temperament too well, he looked innocent and defenseless, but he was very stubborn in his bones, and what was warm and moist was not wind, but fire.

Li Yanping looked at his somewhat pale lips, and heaved a long sigh of distress. Although he didn't know why Wen Yan was forced to leave the plane, he could probably guess a thing or two, and look at how the child barely held on. My heart sank little by little.

"It's all fake, I don't know why you asked me this question, but those are all fake, Xiaoyan, don't think too much, it's just because you have been there for a long time, so you think of yourself as someone else, or others as someone else People around you." Li Yanping rubbed Wen Yan's head, slowly lowered his body, and said softly: "Okay, you're too tired, I'll go tell my superiors to let you rest for a while."

In fact, Li Yanping wanted to submit an application report to interrupt Wen Yan's plane mission. At this time, the superiors should be vigilant. The guide's forced departure is the best proof. It is really not worth taking such a big risk on a small employee, so Li Yanping was selfish, and he understood the principle of stopping losses in time, while Wen Yan was still able to get out.

But why did Li Yanping never expect that in the middle of writing his application report, he even urged people from the entire department to jointly sign a letter to "protect" Xiao Yan, using the most gorgeous rhetoric ever to praise Yan Ju's great deeds and peerless The face is moved with emotion and reason, and they planned to write a poem at the end with a theme of sublimation, but a few days ago, Wen Xiaoyan, who they were still yelling about not wanting to work, plunged into a brand new plane right under their noses .

Li Yanping held the report and thumped the table, "Wen Yan! Where did he go?"

"I don't know. I was talking to him just now, telling him not to be afraid. We got him out right away, but he said he was going to the bathroom, but he didn't come back."

In the afternoon of that day, there was a beautiful moving landscape running in the corridor of the National Immigration Administration. The young man in front ran and shouted, "Group leader, why are you chasing me!", and Li Yanping behind him rolled up a paper tube and roared, "I can't kill you and me today!" It's not Li."

That afternoon, in the office of the director of the National Immigration Administration, Yan Qi exuded low pressure. Knowing why the director who "didn't show up for many years and showed up for half the night" was so angry, logically speaking, in such a short half day, it would be difficult for others to provoke him even if they wanted to.

Why are you so manic?

Wen Yan originally wanted to rest for a few days to sort out his thoughts, but when he knew that Li Yanping was going to apply for a suspension of the mission report for him, all the panic came up in an instant. He knew that as long as the mission continued, that person would wait for him , even if I can't find him now.

The last thing Jiang Mian said to herself was "wait for me", but Wen Yan didn't want to wait, he went to find him.

When Wen Yan opened his eyes, he was lying on a bed. As far as he could see was a huge copper retro crystal chandelier with many bright red ribbons on it. The morning light shone through the window, mottled. Shooting some dazzling light.

Wen Yan subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and before he could sit up, he heard a plop in his ear, as if something fell to the ground, and a muffled groan.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I forgot to draw the curtain in advance." The voice contained obvious panic, and Wen Yan thought that he was back in Fang Bai's time, and there was nothing wrong with saying anything casually. Shut up, it's annoying, I don't want to hear it, get the hell out" vibe.

Wen Yan got up slowly in a daze. Following his movements, the clothes around his neck slid down gently along the arc of his shoulders, revealing a section of delicate skin that was white enough to glow. At the same time, a lock of long black hair hung down. On the chest, Wen Yan blinked.

Blinked again.

Blink again.

If this evocative scene hadn't happened to him, Wen Yan would have covered his eyes and pretended that he was blind, but what's the situation now?

Wen Yan was so frightened that he was extremely sober, and in a blink of an eye, he remembered that person said "Ma'am" just now?Long hair, overly fair hands, overly gorgeous brocade quilt...

It seems, is it, something went wrong?

Wen Yan lay down suddenly, before he could say anything, he pulled the heavy quilt to cover himself from head to toe, huddled into a ball and started to go crazy, crazy, self-touching!It wasn't until he confirmed that he was still a man that he let go of his guard with a long sigh of relief and liberated himself from the quilt.

The maid kneeling on the ground just watched his wife fumble around in the quilt for a long time, not knowing what she was doing. When he finally sat up, she shrank suddenly and buried her head, even her arms They were all clinging to her chest. In that glimpse just now, she saw his wife's slightly flushed face. Even the most expensive and most popular obsidian was seven points inferior to his brilliance. It was indeed extremely beautiful.

However, there is a devil hidden under such a skin.

When Wen Yan was still Fang Bai, he was used to this kind of appearance. He didn't know why this person called his wife, and he didn't know why he knelt on the ground, but in order not to reveal his secrets, he still pretended to be impatient and said something in a cold voice. : "Go down."

The man knelt without moving, as if he wanted to say something, or confirm something.

"Not yet... Get out." Wen Yan originally wanted to say "Not going yet", but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not intimidating enough, not fierce enough, so the word "go" was turned around in his mouth, and he changed it abruptly "Get lost", he was relieved to see the maid hurriedly bent over and backed away, fortunately there was no need to stage a scene of throwing things.

After the maid left, Wen Yan found the location of the bathroom in the huge room. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at the pretty face in the mirror, which was so beautiful that it was almost cold. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and poked his own face.

Wen Yan thinks that he is not bad looking, plus Fang Bai, Ye Jingchu, and Su Yao from these three planes, any one of them can be beaten by the face, but no one has ever been so...beautiful, beautiful Wen Yan couldn't even find a good word to describe "myself".

Wen Yan walked around the room, and changed the clothes on his body that could not be called pajamas, but only rags, so that he had time to look at everything in the room. The moment the drawer of the nightstand was about to be opened, the voice of the guide arrived as expected.

"Host, you did not directly enter the new plane through the guide, which is not in compliance with the rules."

This was the first time Wen Yan heard the guide talk about other topics with him. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wen Yan actually heard a little grievance in it.

"Why, you can forcibly leave, but I can't?" Wen Yan joked.

The guide didn't reply, and after a while, Wen Yan heard the sentence "It's the rules."

Wen Yan chuckled, "It's just that you work earlier, it's nothing, could it cause you to be scolded?"

Wen Yan was indeed joking. In his perception, a guide is nothing more than a string of data and a string of codes. One is sent and the other is sent away step by step. It is rare enough to say something with a human touch. Scolding, but it was rare to say something "off-topic", Wen Yan followed his meaning to tease him.

But who knows, the guide replied "Yes" in a serious mechanical voice.

Wen Yan paused, raised his head in surprise, and asked as if he could see the guide: "Is there anyone else who can scold you?"

"Who scolded you?" Is it possible that the Immigration Bureau also has a mad guide department?

The guide became silent again, and just when Wen Yan thought it would not answer, he heard another sentence, "It's the rule."

Wen Yan didn't understand what the phrase "it's the rule" meant. Did he not say it according to the rules, or did the "rules" scold him? If it's the latter, then what exactly is this "rule"?

Later, no matter how much Wen Yan asked around or hit a straight ball, the guide was determined not to say a word. Wen Yan thought that he might be scolded again, so he had no choice but to give up and start asking about this plane.

Then, when Wen Yan knew that not only was he married, he was also a person with nothing but his face and superior enough matching genes, and that his nominal "husband" was also a general who supported the Manchu Empire. He was left at home, and when he didn't show up for half a year, Wen Yan began to think about how to find that person under the strong policy of "military marriage protection, derailment and broken legs" under the identity of a "married person".

This is simply making things difficult for him!