Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Mi has only lived in this house for a few days, and he has never purchased any ingredients, but it is troublesome to go out to eat every day.

There is nothing to do today, Jiang Mi is going to go to the supermarket after eating the breakfast he bought.

Cheng Zhan floated by the table, resting his fingertips on the edge of the table, watching Jiang Mi's movements calmly.

After Jiang Mi finished tidying up, he tied the shoelaces on his feet, then looked at Cheng Zhan, tilted his head and signaled, "Shall we go together?"

Cheng Zhan withdrew his fingertips and laughed, "Okay."

Jiang Mi took a taxi and found a large supermarket near the city center.

Jiang Mi and Cheng Zhan walked into the supermarket together, and the air conditioner was blowing in. Today is the weekend, and the flow of people inside is much more than usual.

Jiang Mi pushed the shopping cart in his hand and went to the freezer first.

Cheng Zhan stood still and watched Jiang Mi carefully identify the quick-frozen food. After a while, he looked at Jiang Mi with light eyes and said slowly, "You don't know how to cook?"

Jiang Mi just gave a hand that was about to take out the quick-frozen dumplings.

This……

There is nothing wrong with what Cheng Chen said.

It's not so much that I can't cook, it's better to say that I'm not good at cooking.

According to the recipes found on the Internet, Jiang Mi's dishes are still unpalatable for some reason.

Moreover, cooking is time-consuming for him. If Jiang Mi wants to make lunch, he has to soak in the kitchen for several hours.

Now Cheng Chan asked him, so Jiang Mi nodded and admitted humbly: "I'm not very good at cooking."

Although he doesn't know how to cook, quick-frozen food is very simple, and Jiang Mi plans to stock up more.

But Cheng Zhan, after listening to what he said, stretched out his fingertips and quietly pressed down Jiang Mi's hand holding the frozen dumplings, with a natural tone, "I can cook."

Jiang Mi: "...?"

"Is there anything you don't like?"

Cheng Zhan took Jiang Mi out of the freezing area, came to the vegetable and fruit area, and asked Jiang Mi in a place where there were no people.

"Ah... celery, coriander, some vegetables with a strong taste, I don't eat much... and peas."

Jiang Mi thought about it seriously.

Jiang Micai was quite surprised that Cheng Chan was going to cook for him at first, but thinking about Cheng Chan's ability to cook, it shouldn't be a big deal, even if he has become a ghost now.

In such a crowded place, it was impossible for Cheng Chan to use ghost energy rashly. He just told Jiang Mi what to take and asked Jiang Mi to take it down and put it in the car.

Half an hour later, Jiang Mi looked at the pile of fresh vegetables, a bag of rice, meat and a lot of daily necessities in the shopping cart, and asked hesitantly, "Do you really need to buy so many vegetables?"

Cheng Zhan looked away from the shelf, "This is just a few days' worth of food."

Jiang Mi originally thought that Cheng Zhan would cook one or two meals for himself, but it seemed that it was more than that.

"Then are you here to cook these few days?"

Asking a high school classmate who has become a ghost to cook for himself, Jiang Mi frowned, feeling that it was still not good, and felt a little ashamed.

After all, except for a living person like Jiang Mi who needs to eat, Cheng Zhan doesn't need to eat at all.

Cheng Zhan seemed to see Jiang Mi's hesitation, looked up and looked over, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "Cooking was my hobby in the past, anyway, I have nothing to do all day, so it's better to pass the time."

Hearing what Cheng Zhan said, Jiang Mi didn't know what to say, so he accepted Cheng Zhan's kindness.

The two picked out their items and were about to go to the cashier to check out. When passing the snack area, a little girl suddenly ran over from behind, stood beside Jiang Mi, and stopped him, "Hello, little brother."

Jiang Mi lowered her eyes and looked over. The little girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and she looked like she was still a student. She was wearing a yellow plaid skirt, with a shy smile on her face.

Seeing that Jiang Mi stopped, the little girl paused and said hastily, "That's...can I add you on WeChat."

Jiang Mi was already good-looking, and the gray-black left eye added a sense of mystery and bewilderment. On the way here earlier, a girl secretly took a photo of Jiang Mi, and then sent it to a friend saying that she saw something rare and exquisite. Amateur handsome guy.

The little girl hesitated and handed out the mobile phone to Jiang Mi's eyes, and looked at Jiang Mi's expression eagerly.

Jiang Mi stopped pushing the cart, but subconsciously glanced at her side.

The corners of Cheng Zhan's mouth curled up, his eyes looked at all this lightly, his hands were still resting on the railing of the car, seeing Jiang Mi's gaze shifted over, he smiled back, but did not speak out.

It's not that Jiang Mi has never encountered this kind of situation before, but he has always refused to come because he was afraid of trouble, but the little girl in front of him is still too young. Jiang Mi wondered if he would hurt the little girl if he refused directly. self-esteem.

Seeing that Jiang Mi didn't move immediately, the little girl hurriedly said: "Do you think I'm young, but I'm already a senior in high school. If possible, I will contact you after graduation and won't disturb you."

Jiang Mi weighed his words and said, "It's not a question of age, it's just..."

The little girl was a little disappointed and asked: "Do you already have a girlfriend?"

Jiang Mi didn't think of this excuse all at once, but now that the little girl mentioned it, he naturally said, "Well, I have a date."

At that moment, Cheng Zhan's hand on the railing of the car froze, along with his slender back.

The little girl languished, and replied dejectedly, "Okay, forget it."

Seeing that the little girl had left, Jiang Mi was slightly relieved. He looked at the people around him and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Cheng Zhan, however, floated on the spot without moving. He was still smiling, with the corners of his eyes slightly bent, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, his eyes were condensed, and the light blue tendons on the back of his hands tensed unconsciously, "I think it's better to let me It would be better for your girlfriend to cook for you."

Jiang Mi was stunned, and then realized that Cheng Zhan had misunderstood, and explained in a low voice with some helplessness, "I don't have a date, I just lied to that girl."

He originally thought that Cheng Zhan would not be deceived by such a cheap lie, but Cheng Zhan didn't seem to see it.

Although cheating is not very good, Jiang Mi couldn't think of other good solutions for a while.

Hearing this, Cheng Chan's eyes paused, and he didn't say anything more.

Jiang Mi pushed the shopping cart and was about to continue to leave. He glanced inadvertently, but stopped again.

The little girl who just returned in vain was very disappointed at this time, and she was talking about all this with her good friend, the girl who comforted her...

It's Jiang Man.

It's just Jiang Man when he was young.

How could Jiang Mi not remember what her sister looked like, this was clearly Jiang Man in high school, she looked exactly the same.

But before Jiang Mi had time to react to the fact that the heroine with the same name and surname as my sister was my sister, he noticed a ghostly circle around Jiang Man's ankle.

Floating around like shackles.

Just looking at it, I knew it couldn't be a good thing, the ghost aura smelled bloody, and the ghost body of the ghost aura holder itself was definitely not a good kind.

Jiang Mi frowned, looked over with his gray-black left eye, his pupils turned cold, and the thoughts in his heart gradually took shape.

Could this be the ghostly sign of the hero Fu Huaihan?

He needs to be confirmed.

So Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan beside him, and then gave a little signal to the ghostly spirit on Jiang Man's feet, "Cheng Zhan, can you get that thing off."

Cheng Chan also noticed the strange condition on Jiang Man's feet. As soon as he lifted his fingertips, black air rushed over, hooked the things on Jiang Man's feet and tore them off, and then hooked them back to Cheng Chan's. hand.

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes to look, and then crushed the ghostly aura like shackles.

"It's the same mark as last time."

The last time Cheng Chan talked about was the dead ghost body of Hu Zhengjia, together with the ghost body that intended to attack Jiang Mi last night.

They all have marks from the same ghost.

Jiang Mi thought about it calmly, and he was basically sure that it was the hero Fu Huaihan.

Before Jiang Man became an adult, Fu Huaihan always regarded her as his property, so he left a mark. It seems that Fu Huaihan has already contacted Jiang Man.

Now that the mark is ripped off by Cheng Chan, Fu Huaihan will definitely appear next to Jiang Man again.

Thinking of this, just as Jiang Mi was about to speak, Cheng Chan raised his hand again.

A trace of black air lingered on the doll pendant of Jiang Man's satchel. Since it was about Jiang Mi and Jiang Man was a clue, Cheng Zhan would not let go of the reason to continue exploring.

"From now on, as long as that guy appears, I will know."

Jiang Mi withdrew his gaze, "Can you find it?"

Cheng Zhan laughed, and the corner of his mouth curled into a weird and obscure arc, "Of course."