One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

"Hiss." Yan Zixin gasped in pain, then quickly let go of his hand and threw the half-peeled crab into the plate, holding his right thumb with the other hand.

After a closer look, it was discovered that Yan Zixin was injured, and a [-]-[-] cm cut was drawn sideways with the thumb of his right hand, and the bleeding could not be stopped.

Yan Zixin rubbed the excess blood on the back of his hand with his backhand, and slapped Luo Chengyun angrily.

With a sound of "bang--", under the violent impact, the water in the water glass swayed for a while, splashing a few drops onto the table, and Yan Zixin slapped the table just as he was about to get up and quit.

In the next second, a piece of paper appeared in front of him, and Luo Chengyun looked at him with a smile: "Wipe."

"... Fuck." Yan Zixin stared at him with hot and strong eyes, with little flames of anger dancing in his eyes.

He yanked hard, snatching the paper almost like a snatch, hastily folded it in half and pressed it on the wound.

Accidentally pressing too hard is himself the one who suffers.

Shi Zhao is still there, so he has to endure and not get angry.

Let him go.

Yan Zixin comforted himself in this way.

Shi Zhao had a panoramic view of their seemingly tacit understanding, the corners of his mouth sank slightly, and he clenched the hand under the dining table.

"Zixin, are you angry?" Shi Zhao was not reconciled, and asked in his usual tone, expecting Yan Zixin to give him a satisfactory answer.

"I made you laugh." It was Luo Chengyun who came out to explain, with a familiar and intimate tone, and the intimacy between them was naturally revealed in his words, "He is like this, with a childish temper, and I was spoiled by me at home."

"You fucking..." Yan Zixin almost jumped up, but facing the two gazes cast at him at the same time, especially when Shi Zhao was quietly watching him, Yan Zixin held back for a long time and insisted on turning the rest of his words Gritting his teeth, he said, "I won't peel it anymore."

"Okay, then don't peel it off." Luo Chengyun agreed casually.

Shi Zhao was taken aback for a moment, but the smile on Luo Chengyun's face remained unchanged, as if he was swearing some kind of victory.

The expression on Shi Zhao's face was a little stiff.

Yan Zixin, who had been deflated many times, almost turned himself into a bomb/powder barrel, and his ears were burning with anger.

Only Luo Chengyun enjoyed this meal comfortably.

During the period, he still didn't forget to serve Yan Zixin some food, and his tone was gentler than on the bed: "Eat more of this, it's good for your health."

"Don't be picky eaters, look at the dry ones, the corners of your mouth are on fire."

Yan Zixin was in a hurry: "Isn't it all because of you that I got angry!"

"You still want to be because of someone else?" Yan Zixin dared not refute with Luo Chengyun's look.

"Let's eat." Luo Chengyun put down his chopsticks and looked at Yan Zixin with a plate of green vegetables with satisfaction.

It's all that Yan Zixin doesn't like to eat.

"Don't waste it." Luo Chengyun coaxed again.

Yan Zixin picked up the chopsticks in humiliation.

After finally finishing the meal and saying goodbye to Bai Yueguang in a good voice, the first thing Yan Zixin did when he returned to the car was to lock the door behind him, grabbed Luo Chengyun's collar with one hand, and approached and asked, "Are you going to make a fuss?" when?"

"Can't pretend anymore?" Luo Chengyun asked lightly.

"Want to punish me? It depends on whether you have the capital." Yan Zixin's expression was ruthless, and the corners of his eyes were red, announcing that his patience with Luo Chengyun had reached its limit.

Luo Chengyun sighed lightly: "How many times will it take you to learn to be good?"

As soon as Luo Chengyun raised his hand, Yan Zixin immediately let go of it, retracted it, and put on a defensive posture.

It seems that the previous beatings were not without effect.

Luo Chengyun gave him a funny look, leaned on the co-pilot, lowered his head and flipped through his phone.

Xia Mengjing saved a lot of photos of Yan Zixin in his mobile phone, all of which he secretly took when Yan Zixin was not paying attention, but there was not a single photo of the two of them together. Yan Zixin always said that he didn't like taking pictures, but the selfies in the circle of friends were updated. diligent.

After a stalemate for half an hour, Yan Zixin was finally defeated first, and said powerlessly, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Luo Chengyun didn't raise his head, and continued to flick his phone.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Yan Zixin increased his volume, not daring to touch him, so he kicked Luo Chengyun's seat to relieve his anger.

It was only then that Luo Chengyun was willing to take the time to look up at him. He scanned the person from head to toe, and asked, "What do you have that I want?"

Yan Zixin, who was clearly disliked, was angry: "You look down on me?"

Luo Chengyun thought for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand and raised Yan Zixin's chin, looked around, as if looking at the goods, and reluctantly commented: "All the body, only this face is good."

"Stay with me for a month." Luo Chengyun said.

"Huh?" Yan Zixin was dumbfounded.

He suspected he was hallucinating.

This sentence has always been only for him to say to others, when is it his turn?

Luo Chengyun approached and explained to him, the narrow carriage was filled with a little ambiguous atmosphere: "In this month, as long as you can make me happy and satisfy me, let alone a kidney, I can give you my life."

Yan Zixin's body couldn't help dodging backwards, not daring to meet Luo Chengyun's eyes, and rolled his Adam's apple with difficulty.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the temperature in Luo Chengyun's eyes made him panic.

When did the cowardly Xia Mengjing look at him with such aggressive eyes, and he couldn't resist for a while.

"What's so difficult about it?" Yan Zixin insisted.

"Really?" Luo Chengyun asked back.

Yan Zixin felt that he was clearly underestimated by the other party: "You don't believe me?"

"Anything is fine?" Luo Chengyun confirmed to him again.

Yan Zixin: "Hmph, I can get you whatever you want."

"What about this." Luo Chengyun enlarged the picture on the phone screen and held it in front of his eyes.

Adjusted to the brightest brightness, Yan Zixin suddenly looked at his eyes. Yan Zixin squinted his eyes and looked hard, but found that it was a landscape photo: "Do you want to see the sunrise? Simple, I know a place. When the sun rises in the morning, lift You can touch it with your hands."

"I don't want to watch the sunrise. Within ten days, I want to see an identical painting in front of me." Luo Chengyun said his ultimate goal.

"Are you kidding me?" Yan Zixin felt incredible, "How can I draw this?"

Luo Chengyun: "If you can't draw, then you can embroider one, as long as it is done by you, I like it."

Yan Zixin was silent for a moment: "Are you serious?"

"You think I'm joking?"

Yan Zixin's eyes moved slightly, and he pretended to be reluctant to agree: "Okay, isn't it just a picture, I promise you."

Luo Chengyun knew what Yan Zixin was thinking without guessing. He raised his hand and untied the safety amulet from the car, and hung it between his fingers: "Take something as collateral, and I will return it to you when you finish it."

Yan Zixin reached out to snatch the things back, but Luo Chengyun didn't let him succeed.

Moving his safety talisman was more serious than breaking his hand, Yan Zixin immediately became anxious: "It's fine, why are you moving it?"

"You care so much? Shi Zhao sent it?" Luo Chengyun asked intentionally.

Yan Zixin was dissatisfied: "None of your business."

"Don't worry, I won't break it for you." Luo Chengyun promised, and then said coldly to Yan Zixin who threw himself into his arms to grab something, "Are you still up?"

Yan Zixin hurriedly got up.

Luo Chengyun stuffed things into his pocket casually, opened the car door, turned his head before leaving and said, "By the way, the account password of the live broadcast room has been sent to you. Remember to turn on the live broadcast when you do it, otherwise I won't recognize it."

After saying the last sentence, Luo Chengyun ignored Yan Zixin's reaction and left alone.

After walking less than three meters, Yan Zixin came to his senses and shouted at Luo Chengyun's back: "Fuck you!"

"You don't want my body, you want me to embroider that shit, you are sick!"

The corners of Luo Chengyun's eyes were slightly curved, and there was a smile on his lips.

After Luo Chengyun returned home, he took the initiative to call Qin Pan who was still in T City at that time, and Xia Mengjing's ex-boyfriend senior who was raped.

"Hello?" On the phone, Qin Pan's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still as tolerant as before.

"It's me." Luo Chengyun said calmly.

Qin Pan smiled wryly: "I know it's you, what's the matter, what happened?"

"Do you need investment?" Luo Chengyun explained his purpose of coming, "I happen to have some spare money in my hand."

In order to chase after Xia Mengjing, Yan Zixin bought him an apartment near Xia Mengjing's school, saying that he wanted Xia Mengjing to move out of the dormitory to live with him, but Xia Mengjing did not agree, so the house was put on hold, but the real estate certificate Xia Mengjing's name was written on it.

At this time, Qin Pan was facing a crisis, and the company's capital chain was broken. In order to fill the vacancy, he recruited an investor to buy shares. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the investor three months later, coupled with Yan Zixin's malicious targeting, he finally founded the company. The career is ruined like this.

When Luo Chengyun was renting a house, he listed Xia Mengjing's house for sale, and because the price was lower than the market price, it was quickly settled.

Qin Pan was a little surprised: "How do you know? Ah Wu told you?"

A Wu is Qin Pan's roommate, and he can be regarded as the matchmaker of the two of them. After they broke up, Qin Pan didn't forget to ask A Wu to take care of Xia Mengjing before leaving.

"En." Luo Chengyun responded casually.

Qin Pan complained, "He's the only one who talks too much."

Luo Chengyun interrupted him: "Don't get entangled, my money is still on the shelf, it's better to invest in you, I have nothing to worry about about you."

It's not that Luo Chengyun has never thought about starting his own business, but it's a pity that he doesn't have enough time. Not only Shi Zhao's illness can't wait, but Yan Zixin doesn't have that patience either.

With the help of Qin Pan, it can be a good entry point.

"Thank you." Although they broke up, it's not difficult to hear Qin Pan's old love for Xia Mengjing from Qin Pan's tone.

Luo Chengyun: "Well, send me the card number later."

"Meng Jing." Qin Pan finally asked what was on his mind, "Are you unhappy with him?"

Luo Chengyun could hear what the other party meant, but he didn't want to get involved in the twists and turns, and immediately denied: "No, how could it be, I'm very happy."

Even if there was someone who was unhappy, it wouldn't be him.

"That's good." Qin Pan didn't ask any more questions.

It's a pity, if it wasn't for Yan Zixin's strong intervention, Xia Mengjing and Qin Pan should have had a good story.

Just as Luo Chengyun hung up the phone, a notification came from his phone:

[The anchor you follow, Yan xx, is on the air~ Come and see. ]

Luo Chengyun clicked in along the push button, and saw Yan Zixin's face zoomed in on the screen. Even the eyelashes could be seen clearly from this distance. Unfortunately, the live broadcaster was not in a good mood.

Yan Zixin clicked into the live broadcast room with another mobile phone, and was taken aback by his own screen, and instantly flipped the phone on the table, and the live broadcast room turned into a black screen.

In the darkness, only a familiar curse came from the live broadcast room: "Fuck, am I an idiot?"