Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao had a dream in the ups and downs of weightlessness.

He dreamed that when he first took shape, Little Peach Blossom Spirit was wearing a tattered robe, hanging like a monkey on the old banyan tree that grew up with him.

That vague-faced man appeared at that time.

It is not right to say that the face is blurred, Ruan Yao remembers that he should be a good-looking person, but it has been too long, he seems to have forgotten the man's specific appearance, so that in the dream, the man's face seems to be covered with a mosaic.

At that time, he hadn't really been enlightened, and his mind was ignorant, just a complete child.

The man lay bloodied under the old banyan tree, looking like he was about to die.

The little Peach Blossom Spirit jumped down from the tree, knelt on the ground and observed the man's appearance of breathing in more air and exhaling less.He tilted his head, and stretched out his white palm to cover the dirty blood coughed up from the man's mouth, but the blood was too much, not only wet the man's skirt, but also made Ruan Yao's own hands dirty, it was really impossible The only way he can use his own spiritual power to restore him.

A peach blossom tree that transforms itself by the wind and rain doesn't know what shame is. Ruan Yao saw that he was in pain, and touched the man's chapped mouth with soft lips in a panic.

The smell was very uncomfortable, the strong rust smell made tears flow from the corners of his eyes, but he was afraid that the man would die like this, so he could only carefully raise his hand to support the man's head, and use his mouth to drain his spiritual power.

He himself was just a little monster who could barely protect himself, and all he had tried was to keep him from coughing so badly.

The man was seriously injured, but his mind was still clear. He stared at the ignorant and beautiful little monster, and said dryly, "Thank you."

Little Peach Blossom Essence waved her hands generously, and sat beside the man affectionately.

He hadn't seen a living human being for a long time, and the whole little monster was very happy: "You don't have to thank me."

The man asked him again: "What's your name?"

Little Peach Blossom Spirit froze for a moment, then remembered that every human has its own name, even some monsters have their own.He is a little inferior now, he has only seen two people since he took shape, one is the scholar who tied a red string to his branch, and the other is this man whose life is hanging by a thread.

The lonely expression on his face floated for a moment, and then he leaned towards the man with bright eyes, and even his sweet breath was on the man's face: "My name is Ruan, please help me choose a name."

Ruan was the name of the person on the red rope, and Xiao Taohua simply used it for herself.Anyway, I can't let myself have neither name nor surname, which is a bit embarrassing.

He observed the man's expression, seeing his indifferent face, there was a trace of hesitation in his heart, he frowned like a bandit, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't you want to thank me, please give me a name."

There was a faint blush on the man's pale cheeks. At that time, Ruan Yao thought it was someone who was injured and was about to die, but later found out that he was a little shy because he hadn't read many literature books.

"The peach is young, and its beauty is shining. When my son returns, it is suitable for his family."

All he had in his mind was this poem, he frowned and thought about it for a while, then looked at him embarrassedly and said, "Do you think Ruan Yao can do it?"

The Peach Blossom Monster bent its crescent eyes and smiled until two dimples appeared on its cheeks: "Okay, it sounds very good, you are really amazing."

……

Ruan Yao sat up abruptly from the dormant compartment, and raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead.

His whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and the thin and soft T-shirt before he lay down was sticking wetly to his skin, making it extremely uncomfortable.

Someone opened the door and came in. Seeing that Ruan Yao had sat up, she happily turned her head and said, "Wake up, wake up!"

So a large group of people rushed in from the door with messy footsteps. The man headed by Ruan Yao was a boss who could not be seen at Ruan Yao's level. up and down.

He forgot that he had been lying in the dormant cabin for more than half a month, and the moment his legs landed on the ground, his knees betrayed him, and he almost kowtowed to the person opposite.

The boss was very kind and amiable, and offered to help him.

Ruan Yao couldn't figure out why so many people appeared, and suspected that she had messed up the mission, her body stiffened immediately, and she took the initiative to stay one foot away from the boss.

The boss smiled and didn't care. He looked very caring: "Is your health okay? Is there any problem?"

Ruan Yao didn't know how he could make this boss care about his work, and felt that there was going to be a problem, so he said tremblingly, "I, I'm fine."

The man looked joyful: "You did a good job this time."

Ruan Yao: "Huh?"

"You completely recovered his spirit fragments in the world and successfully completed the task. As a reward, we decided to give you a year's paid vacation."

Ruan Yao thought her ears were wrong, and stared blankly at her unreliable Minister Xiong through the boss's shoulder.

He did not remember such a feat.

The so-called god was too far away from his life.

The tall man, whose complexion was so dark that he couldn't see his expression, smiled naively and hurried to Ruan Yao's side and patted him on the shoulder, just reminding him in a low voice, "Thank you, Chief."

A lot of men who are much higher than Ruan Yao are frowning as if they are assessing a dangerous person. Ruan Yao thinks that he has been strapped with a ring of bombs when he came back from a business trip, and will blow up the entire Space-Time Administration at any time. The kind that falls.

The leading man coughed, seeing that Ruan Yao was still confused, and smiled kindly: "Don't worry, all of this is in compliance with the procedures, but we still have one more task to ask you."

coming.

As soon as Ruan Yao woke up, he knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.

Ruan Yao has a good idea of ​​her abilities, even the Taoist elder brother next door, who has a mission success rate of 90.00%, has not taken a year's paid vacation, and it is obviously impossible for him to be a stupid monster.

The boss had an inscrutable look on his face, and just smiled.

Ruan Yao felt sour for him.

"I hope you don't refuse him."

Who to reject?

The higher these people stand, the less they like to talk about people.

Ruan Yao came out of the bureau in a daze, and shivered under the bitter cold wind of early winter, and then she woke up from the weird mystery everywhere.

The little Peach Blossom Essence sucked at his frozen red nose, forget about him, if he has holidays, he will not stop for nothing, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.

What spiritual fragments are not as important as the newly baked chestnut cakes from the dessert shop near his house.

No one can refuse a cup of hot milk tea and a freshly baked chestnut cake in winter.

Ruan Yao was left behind by the bosses today and said something inexplicable, and she came much later than usual.However, there was already a long queue in front of the dessert shop with a size of a few square meters.

Ruan Yao clutched the brown bear scarf and watched anxiously as the team moved forward, silently counting in her heart how many copies were left when she was in line.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that when he followed the team, he accidentally stopped his foot, and his whole face bumped into the generous back of the person in front of him.

"Well, I'm sorry."

Ruan Yao raised her face and apologized softly.

In front of him was a tall boy, wearing a trench coat that looked like a lot of money, with a figure so good that he looked like a model from a show.

The man didn't turn his head back, and Ruan Yao heard the somewhat low and hoarse voice after a while: "It's all right."

Murphy's Law states that if you worry about something happening, it's more likely to happen.

What Ruan Yao secretly worried about before queuing up did happen.

He stared at the little brother in front of him who took the last bag of chestnut cake with that kind of resentful and lingering eyes, like a big lover who was cruelly abandoned by a scumbag.

"Want to eat?"

Ruan Yao didn't realize for a while that it was the little brother who was talking, so she nodded obediently.

It took him a while to realize, thinking that his eyes were too impolite, his face was blushing under the scarf: "No, I'm sorry."

"Give you."

The man in the trench coat turned around, revealing a face prettier than a movie star.

Ruan Yao was taken aback.

The black-haired man looked at Ruan Yao with his dark eyes, so affectionate that Ruan Yao thought that she had some earth-shattering love with him.

"It was originally bought for you."

He doesn't seem to speak very often, his voice is obviously nice, but it always has a strange stagnation.

Ruan Yao didn't know why he suddenly had a strange feeling of rapid heartbeat, and he could almost hear the sound of blood vessels flowing rapidly in his ears. He blinked, and looked at the man with round pupils like a kitten in confusion: "But , I don't know you."

The man pursed his lips. He looked a few years older than Ruan Yao, but there was a sense of awkwardness in his expression: "Exchange with you."

This winter has been extraordinarily cold.

Ruan Yao is wearing a thick coat and a fluffy scarf, like a chubby little bear, in front of the tall man in a suit under the windbreaker, he looks like a cartoon character who accidentally broke into a three-dimensional idol drama, with a particularly split style of painting .

The chubby little bear raised his head and thought about it with difficulty. He is so stupid and never doubts the kindness brought to him by strangers. His light amber eyes are bent into crescents: "Do you want to drink milk tea? I'll buy you a hot drink." Let's have milk tea!"

The man stared at him for a long time, and just when Ruan Yao was worried that the man might despise him for being naive, a smile that was hard to capture appeared on his handsome face.

He said, "Okay."

Ruan Yao happily turned around and went to order at the milk tea shop not far away. The man followed him like a big tail that couldn't be ignored, looking a little funny in step by step.

Ruan Yao likes sweetness, but he is not sure about the taste of strangers, so he looked up at the man again: "How sweet do you like?"

The man only looked at Ruan Yao's face, and when he saw his gaze turned to himself, he pretended nothing to do and stared at the fancy menu in front of him: "It's just as good as you."

Ruan Yao scratched the corners of her eyebrows and ordered two cups of whole sugar thick milk taro milk tea.

On such a cold day, when she held the hot milk tea in her hand, she felt overwhelmed with happiness instantly. Ruan Yao squinted her eyes and took a sip of the milk tea contentedly.

Following Ruan Yao's example, the man frowned, opened the lid with a paper straw and took a tentative sip.

The man calmly put down the milk tea.

"Do you like it?" Ruan Yao was a little worried.

The man rolled his Adam's apple, and he didn't know why his tone was more difficult: "It's okay."

He said, "Can I add your contact information?"

Ruan Yao has a natural liking for good-looking people, not to mention he also likes whole sugar milk tea and chestnut cake, so he immediately said, "Okay, okay."

He lowered his head while operating the optical brain and asked, "What's your name?"

"Shen Zhu."

Ruan Yao felt that she had heard this name before, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she had to tell him, "My name is Ruan Yao."

"Peach's Yaoyao, Yaoyao."

"Ok, I know."

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