Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

Coming out of the supermarket, Qinglang picked up the bag full of ingredients, glanced at Xue Chu beside him from time to time, her heart was as sweet as a honey pot, they were more like a couple returning home from grocery shopping.

"God," Qing Lang coughed lightly, trying to pretend to be calm but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "I'll show you my cooking skills when I get home!"

"Okay." Xue Chu's simple syllables carried a touching tone.

"Two little brothers, my grandson and I haven't eaten for many days. Give me some money to buy him something to eat."

Hearing the words, Qing Lang paused, tilted his head and looked over, and saw an old man in patched clothes. His wrinkled face was full of fatigue and vicissitudes. He stretched out his hand tremblingly towards Xue Chu, and held out the other hand A boy, whose clothes were a little worn out, with some mud on his little face, stared at them with a pair of clear eyes.

Qinglang suddenly got angry, clutching the bag tightly and walked forward, "Do you know what you are doing! You cheated of love by being a fake beggar, and now you are dragging a child, you know you will be in his heart How much impact will it leave?!"

The old man was also a little stunned by his scolding, and then his face became ugly, and the wrinkles on his face distorted like insects, "What nonsense are you talking about, you doll! You don't have any love at all!" The crying boy said, "Let's go! People nowadays are becoming less and less loving."

"Wait..." Xue Chu stopped him, took out a hundred banknote from the wallet with his free hand and handed it to the old man, bent down and touched the boy's head, "Don't cry."

His voice was steady and deliberately soft, the boy immediately stopped crying and stared at him blankly.

The old man's face-changing speed was also extremely fast, and he immediately took away the money without even saying a word of thanks. He dragged the boy away quickly as if afraid of Xue Chu's repentance. Even his limping feet were walking like flying at this moment, and soon disappeared behind them. in front of you.

"Male god, do you think I was too much just now? But I said everything..." Qing Lang felt uncomfortable, afraid that Xue Chu would misunderstand and explain quickly, but the latter suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek.

"I believe in you," Xue Chu's words made Qing Lang stop his voice. He withdrew his hand and looked ahead. His tone was very flat, but it contained a kind of firm belief. "I just think that helping those in need within the scope of my ability It is an invisible obligation, even if the old man is pretending."

"I chose to help him because I hope he understands that there are still many good people in this world."

Sunny stared straight at Xue Chu's back, even if it was covered, he could imagine the latter's expression, probably just smiling lightly with warmth, raising his legs and continuing to follow, the smile on his lips, the emotion in his heart It seems to be overflowing.

Although Qinglang hoped that the time would stop on this road, she still arrived at Xue Chu's apartment after walking for 15 minutes.

The living room is very spacious. Compared to Sunny, her kennel indeed exudes the same exquisite elegance as the owner. The beige blanket also exudes warmth. There are several potted plants planted on the balcony. The white curtains sway gently with the breeze. The tables are also set with fresh fruit.

"Why are you standing at the door and feeling embarrassed now?"

Xue Chu naturally took off his sunglasses and mask at home, revealing his exquisite facial features. He had already walked to the kitchen, and when he saw that Qinglang hadn’t followed, he poked his head over. Looking at it jokingly with his chin up, his body curve looks sexy and lazy as he bends down.

The charming aura exuding from the faceless Xue Chu made Qing Lang's heart jump out of his throat. He blushed and stammered, "I... just didn't expect that I would have today..."

"I'm just eating and not eating you. Why are you nervous?" Xue Chu approached step by step, shortening the distance between them to the minimum, and raised his chin with his fingers to force Qing Lang to look at him. There was a smile in his black eyes, The tear mole is even more gorgeous and eye-catching.

"Or...do you want me to eat you?"

[Male god!I marry! ]

The heartbeat almost stopped suddenly at Xue Chu's last sentence. Qingming was different from the original owner. The latter's reason was running out in front of the other party, while he had never had passionate emotions.

With a blushing face and slightly drooping eyelids, his lips pursed into a mocking arc, he saw that there was a quiet indifference hidden deep in those long and narrow eyes.

"Okay, let's go cook," Xue Chu was really just teasing Qing Qing, he chuckled, let go of his finger and pointed to the kitchen, "That's where you can show your skills."

"Male god, just wait for your feast!" Qing Lang said solemnly, carrying the bag into the kitchen, which contained all the knives and kitchen utensils, picked up the pan and knocked on it, judging from the newness of the kitchen utensils, it was very rare When it was time to use it, he put the extra ingredients in the refrigerator and glanced out subconsciously.

Xue Chu was sitting in front of the sofa, and the TV screen was playing the program, but he didn't watch it, but looked down at the phone with his head down, his legs crossed on the table, and his body was sitting out of shape. But this kind of lazy posture is the most attractive.

Like this kind of relationship, but being eaten to death by the other party, Qinglang sighed inwardly, looked away and started cooking.

Xue Chu was scrolling through Weibo, when suddenly the caller ID of You Zihan popped up on the screen, his eyes darkened, and he swiped lightly with his fingertips after watching for a while, "Hello."

"What do you want for lunch?" You Zihan's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and the noise of vehicles and people talking could still be heard.

"No need for Zihan, I will cook by myself in the afternoon." Xue Chu looked towards the kitchen, Qing Lang was busy with his back facing him, his temples were wet with sweat, and his face was reddened by the heat, adding a touch of temptation The crimson color of a person.

Xue Chu narrowed his long and narrow eyes, the color of which was darkened.

"...It's better to eat less hot pot. I'll pick you up when I'm going to the studio in the afternoon." You Zihan obviously knew Xue Chu, and after a brief silence, he didn't say much.

"Okay, I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do." Xue Chu bent his lips, and then hung up.

Qing Lang put the finished dishes on the table one by one, looking at the delicious dishes, she was also full of pride, not to mention it was made for the male god, and she tried the taste several times during the cooking process.

"The appearance is good." Xue Chu looked at the dishes, with a smile on his thin lips all the time, obviously quite satisfied, he also took out the bowls and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet and put them on the table, "Sit down, you have worked hard too .”

Qinglang sat in the seat designated by Xue Chu. Although he couldn't get together with Xue Chu, it was a pleasure to see Xue Chu's face face to face. It was different from eating in front of a big screen. In front of him, he looked expectantly with his chin on his face.

"The male god hurry up and eat."

"Hmm..." Xue Chu picked up the ribs with his chopsticks and tasted them. His lips became shiny with the sauce, and he quickly licked them clean with the tip of his tongue.

Qinglang's throat moved, and it was the first time he realized that someone could eat food so temptingly, and his voice became a little dry, "How is it?"

"It tastes good." The corners of Xue Chu's lips curled up slightly, and the end of his eyes became more real as the smile spread, instead of a half-smile in his eyes.

Qing Lang, who had been observing the changes in the other person's expression, also realized that if he really wants to capture a man's heart, he must first capture his stomach, then pick up a piece of fish and put it in the bowl, "This fish is also very delicious."

"Don't keep watching me eat, you can eat too." Xue Chu didn't eat right away, but also picked up a rib and put it in the clear bowl.

"Good! Good!" Qing Lang was delighted in her heart, and lowered her head to eat, her eyes were as clear and transparent as a deep spring, and the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be stopped.

"The male god has to go to shoot a movie later, right? I follow Weibo every day." Qing Lang bit her chopsticks, stared at Xue Chu with her round eyes, and asked tentatively.

"Thank you for your support." Xue Chu was still polite.

"God, your acting skills have impressed me deeply. It would be great if you could participate in the movie starring the god." Without the accident on the first day, Qing Lang was not sure if he would be able to go to the set to act with the god.

Xue Chu refused politely, but looked up at Qingming, maybe because he had a satisfying meal, or because the latter was still attractive, he finally nodded slightly, "Maybe it's just a trick, would you like it? "

"Yes! God, you are the best!" Qing Lang's eyes lit up with excitement, and immediately picked up the food and put it into Xue Chu's bowl as if rewarding him.

"Since you have decided to participate, you need to know the overall plot." Xue Chu's expression became serious when he said this, he got up and took out the script from the cabinet and handed it to Qinglang.

"Take a good look."

"But I'm just a sideshow... Is it really good to read the script?" Qing Lang was a little surprised, after all, he had acted it once, so he could act even if he didn't read it.

"Whether it's a starring role or a side role, as long as you are one of them, you must memorize the content of the movie by heart." Xue Chu said without doubt, and he stuffed the script into Qing Lang's hands, "The same is true in life, no matter what you were born with What role do you play, you are the protagonist in your world."

Qing Lang looked down at the script in his hand, then looked up at Xue Chu, who had already sat back to eat.

Xue Chu is a person who is casual and free and easy sometimes, and serious and serious at other times. Such an unpredictable personality makes Qing Qing a little at a loss.

One day, 24 hours, 1400 minutes, 86400 seconds, how many earth-shattering things will he have to do to make Xue Chu fall in love with him?