One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

It rained until the middle of the night, and the water on the roads in the community had already been drained away, leaving only dampness. Waiting for the sunshine of the day, the air after the rain was fresh, and the young leaves on the trees became greener.

After waking up in the morning, Luo Chengyun glanced out the window, and there was no one downstairs. His car had a lot of dust washed away by the rain last night, and the surface suddenly looked brand new.

Injure the enemy one thousand, and self-injury fifty.

It rained heavily last night, and the car was soaked in the rain all night. When I arrived at the company later, I had to ask my assistant to drive the car to a car wash shop, otherwise the acidic substances left after the rainwater evaporated would easily corrode the car paint.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong." Someone rang the doorbell early in the morning. Who could it be at this point?

Luo Chengyun opened the door, and saw a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it - Yan Zixin.

"Morning." Yan Zixin leaned against the door frame of his house with breakfast, preventing Luo Chengyun from closing the door.

"...The physique is really good." Luo Chengyun stared at him for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

After so long in the rain, Yan Zixin was still alive and kicking the next day. Yan Zixin's body was stronger than iron.

Yan Zixin stated his purpose: "I'm here to bring you breakfast. I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought some of everything."

Luo Chengyun refused: "You can eat by yourself, I won't eat breakfast."

Yan Zixin: "How can I do that? Your stomach is not good, so you must eat breakfast on time."

Luo Chengyun was surprised: "When can you still remember this?"

Yan Zixin: "I've always kept things about you in my heart."

"Okay, come in." Seeing how miserable he was last night, Luo Chengyun became easy to talk to.

Just as Yan Zixin was about to step into the house, Luo Chengyun raised his hand and stopped him: "Change your shoes."

"Oh." Yan Zixin followed suit.

Luo Chengyun rented two bedrooms and one living room. The area is not large, more than 70 square meters, enough to live in. The interior of the house is extremely simple, with nothing but the necessary furniture. 100% of the original decoration has been retained, and the small house looks extraordinarily empty.

Like a sample house for display, Luo Chengyun's residence did not leave too many traces of life here.

Two large bags of food were taken out of the plastic bags and placed on the table. Yan Zixin bought almost everything in the breakfast shop, ranging from Chinese to Western.

Luo Chengyun opened a portion of porridge, poured a small portion on the lid, and pushed it in front of Yan Zixin: "Taste it first."

"Huh?" Yan Zixin was confused at first, and then quickly realized that he felt humiliated, "Are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Luo Chengyun was serious and cast a cold glance at him.

The meaning of disgust is beyond words: like to drink or not.

"Am I such a shameless person?" Yan Zixin was anxious.

Luo Chengyun was not in a hurry to refute, but asked naturally: "Do you still have any credibility when you are with me?"

Yan Zixin couldn't say no to him, so he had no choice but to take the plastic cover and drank it down: "Now you can rest assured, right?"

Only then did Luo Chengyun start to move the bowl of porridge.

"Damn it, test me for poison..." Yan Zixin complained in a low voice, but Luo Chengyun didn't hear clearly.

After breakfast, Luo Chengyun watched the other party with his eyes again.

Yan Zixin looked left and right, and finally set his target on himself, and said hurtly, "You chased me away?"

"Otherwise, do you still want to stay and clean?" Luo Chengyun asked amusedly.

Yan Zixin took a moment to figure it out, and said awkwardly: "If you want to, it's not impossible."

Luo Chengyun declined: "I have no interest in making trouble for myself."

Yan Zixin was born as the eldest master, not to mention doing housework, even if the chair at home fell down, he would not be able to help him up.

One time he wanted to help Xia Mengjing mop the floor on a whim, but he didn't even know how to wring out the water from the mop.

In the end, it was Xia Mengjing who made a mess in the bathroom.

Yan Zixin quickly changed his mind: "I'll take you to the company."

Luo Chengyun said without emotion: "I have a car."

Yan Zixin didn't like it: "It's so depressing to ride in that little car of yours."

"It's fine if you can drive it." Luo Chengyun vividly interpreted what it means to eat and drink enough to turn your face and deny people, "Good boy, I'm busy, find a place to play by myself."

Yan Zixin was pushed to the door step by step by him, looking a little helpless.

He still didn't give up and followed Luo Chengyun into the elevator: "What about noon? I'll treat you to dinner."

Luo Chengyun told him, "No time."

Yan Zixin: "It's fine at night."

Luo Chengyun: "No time."

Yan Zixin: "When are you free?"

Luo Chengyun gave him a generous look: "As long as it's you, you won't be free any day, do you understand?"

"you……"

When he got in the car, he pulled his seat belt and caught a glimpse of the other person in the rearview mirror.

Finally got rid of it.

When he arrived at the company, Luo Chengyun realized that things were far from simple as he imagined.

Because the courier couldn't get in, 99 roses were deposited at the security office early this morning, and Yan Zixin sent someone to deliver them.

As long as everyone who came to work in the company today noticed this spectacle, after many snoopings, they inquired from the security guards and spread the word, and the whole company knew that someone sent flowers to Luo Chengyun.

"Hey, Boss Luo, wait, don't you want to bring your flowers?" the security guard tried to stop him.

Facing the vague sights around him, Luo Chengyun said, "No need, let's share it with whoever wants it in the company."

The security guard asked again: "Where is this card?"

Luo Chengyun stopped, and without saying a word, he took the card from the security guard's hand with his fingers, and threw it into the assistant's arms on the top floor: "Take it and shred it."

The assistant said obediently: "Yes."

The assistant just threw things into the shredder, and the news in the company group exploded:

[Have you all seen it?Someone sent Mr. Luo flowers, it's a big bouquet. ]

[See, see, who is not afraid of death?Even Mr. Luo dared to chase after him. ]

[I don't know if it's a man or a woman who sent the flowers, @者 has been with Mr. Luo for so long, do you have any important information? ]

Assistant: [Do you want me to die? ]

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder lightly, and the assistant turned around to find that it was Luo Chengyun standing behind him.

Luo Chengyun spread his hands towards him.

The assistant obediently turned in the phone.

10 minute later.

Assistant: [You are dead. ]

Assistant: [Boss Luo saw it. ]

Assistant: [All year-end bonuses will be halved this year. ]

But at this time, Yan Zixin sent a message and asked: [Do you like the flower? ]

It's rare for Luo Chengyun to see him pleasing to the eye just because he had breakfast, and it was cleared to zero in an instant: [Anyone who sends unnecessary messages during work will be blocked. ]

Yan Zixin was really quiet.

Luo Chengyun turned the volume to mute and threw the phone aside.

To be honest, he has never experienced this before. Whoever he fell in love with before will be able to follow him with all his heart in a short time. He has never done anything as low-level and tasteless as Yan Zixin.

It's annoying.

He thought that as long as a simple and repeated rejection would make Yan Zixin quit.

But he obviously underestimated the determination of a scumbag when he wanted to turn around.

As soon as Luo Chengyun got out of the elevator, he found that the passageway of his house had become congested, leaving only a small gap that he could barely pass through sideways.

After finally walking to the door of the house, I found that the door of the opposite resident was open, and people from the moving company were moving furniture inside, which was also the cause of the road blockage.

Luo Chengyun didn't care too much, just took the key to open the door, someone came out from the opposite room and called him: "Meng Jing."

The tone is raised and the voice is familiar.

Turning around, Yan Zixin was standing in the room opposite him.

"I just moved in, and we'll be neighbors from now on." Yan Zixin couldn't hide his smug smile, "You don't want to be disturbed during work, so the off-duty time should be mine, right?"

Luo Chengyun changed his shoes, closed the door, and blocked Yan Zixin's smile from the door with clean movements.

Is he out of his mind?

Luo Chengyun was irritable.

The feeling of being entangled by Yan Zixin is like a sticky piece of mud that can't be washed off. I just scraped it off with a knife, and it returned to its original shape within a few minutes.

Diaphragm response.

After a brief wash, Luo Chengyun ordered a takeaway. Half an hour later, the rider called and said it would be delivered to his door.

When he opened the door, he didn't see the rider, but he saw Yan Zixin holding his takeaway.

"I stopped your dinner." Yan Zixin said.

Luo Chengyun sighed lightly: "You save it and eat slowly."

Just as he was about to close the door, Yan Zixin's hand suddenly reached into the crack of the door and was pinched hard.

Luo Chengyun's door couldn't be closed, so he chose to push it open again, pushed Yan Zixin's hand out, and closed the door again.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zixin's grasping was more laborious than he imagined. Regardless of the injury, he clung to the door frame and complained pitifully: "It hurts."

"Get out." Luo Chengyun's voice was extremely cold.

After Yan Zixin entered the room, he sat silently on the sofa, while Luo Chengyun ate dinner alone at the dining table.

Yan Zixin couldn't help swallowing the aroma of the hot food, and added: "I haven't eaten yet."

Luo Chengyun ignored him.

Seeing no response, Yan Zixin was a little discouraged.

Dejectedly smelling the fresh and alluring scent, he sat on the sofa and shut himself up.

Luo Chengyun finished his meal hastily, packed the box and tied it tightly, and only then did he have time to ask Yan Zixin, "How long do you want to stay?"

Yan Zixin thought that he would be able to make dinner no matter what, but not only was he hungry, but his hands were swollen: "Do you have a medicine box at home?"

"No." Luo Chengyun's answer was not surprising.

After a moment of silence, he came up with a compromise: "How about this, you help me take out the trash, and I'll call you Shansong."

Yan Zixin was angry: "You..."

A burst of exclusive phone ringing temporarily broke the tense atmosphere at the moment.

Yan Zixin became quiet: "Hello?"

"What? Getting worse? I, I..."

Shi Zhao cried on the other end of the phone, "Can you come to the hospital to accompany me?"

Luo Chengyun judged who the other party was from the words, and waited to see Yan Zixin's reaction with great interest.

Yan Zixin paused, glanced at Luo Chengyun, and said ruthlessly, "Sorry, I have something to do and I can't leave now."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shi Zhao to persuade her to stay, she pinched her fingers and hung up the phone.

Yan Zixin was overjoyed to be able to curry favor with Luo Chengyun after making such a difficult decision to show his loyalty.

Luo Chengyun didn't follow the routine, and said considerately: "Actually, you'll be fine after throwing away the trash."

Inside the hospital ward.

Shi Zhao froze holding the phone in his hand, as if he couldn't believe that Yan Zixin would refuse him.

Huge panic swept through his heart, destroying all his pride for a while.

Shi Zhao fell from the hospital bed, knelt down in front of a person regardless of his image, hugged his leg tightly, and said in a desperate and humble tone, "Brother, brother, help me, I don't want to die, please, I don't want to die."

The man extinguished the delusions in his heart with just one sentence: "Don't touch me, dirty."