The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Lu Siyan was still rushing back desperately, but when he reached the top of a slope, another loud explosion sounded, and he was stunned.

From a high place, he could see clearly that Zuihualou was on fire, Bai Mansion was on fire, and the sweet-scented osmanthus pancake shop that his mother loved most was all on fire.

The entire Luan City has been burned in flames.

It seems that after seeing their headquarters being blown up, the members of the warlord launched a counterattack not to be outdone, and the two sides fought each other. After all, the people in the city were injured.

And he could only stand here, unable to do anything.

Mr. Liuyue, Mrs. Bai, Mengdie, and everything that was once familiar can never go back.

"We don't have a home now."

Bai Lin hugged Lu Siyan, tears streaming down his face: "But, we can still form a family, can't we? Lu Siyan, what do you think..."

Lu Siyan couldn't hide the grief on his face, and in turn hugged Bai Lin gently.

Against the backdrop of the fire, he kissed the weak young man opposite him.

From Lu Siyan's eyes, Bai Lin read an extremely dark despair, but at the same time, there was a glimmer of hope.

It seemed that at least he would consider his suggestion.

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Three months later, Jincheng.

A seven or eight-year-old child was drooling and standing next to the pancake shop, unwilling to leave after just one glance.

The little brother who sells pancakes looks good-looking and gentle, and the pancakes he sells look delicious and delicious...

"Heidan, hurry up, don't you never eat pancakes?"

A woman looked at the little boy impatiently and wanted to pull him away.

"No, mother, I want to eat that pancake! It must be delicious!"

The little boy stayed where he was, refusing to leave, holding a sugar figurine in his hand, pointing at the pancakes exuding the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

And the mother stood there cursing and threatening, belittling that the pancakes must be flashy, and accusing the boy of being delicious, making the little boy bow his head in frustration.

Bai Lin smiled softly. From the patches on his body, he could see that the little boy's family was not rich. He took the two hottest slices from the bottom of the pancake and wrapped them up.

"Little brother, for the sake of praising your brother for making delicious pancakes, will my brother give you two slices of pancakes today?"

"it is good!"

The little boy was so happy that his nose was about to run down, and he hugged the pancake tightly in his arms like a baby. The woman was too embarrassed to refuse when she saw this: "Young man, thank you, my black egg is not sensible..."

Seeing the back view of the mother and son leaving holding hands, Bai Lin heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to show off.

At this time, the door curtain behind him was lifted, and a handsome but indifferent face appeared.

"Selling pancakes like yours will go out of business sooner or later."

Although it was a complaint, it had a hint of pampering.

"I'm not afraid," Bai Lin curled his lips into a smile, "Isn't there still the money you earned from writing newspaper reviews, Mr. Siyan?"

This "Mr." is not that "Mr."!

[The target's favorability has reached 100%, may the host leave the plane immediately? 】

Maybe it was because it was a difficult plane, but it was easily cracked by Bai Lin. The system gave Bai Lin the right to stay.

Bai Lin chooses to stay. In fact, he wants to stay in every plane and experience a complete life.

And in this troubled world, it is also a pleasure to be a peddler and engage in underground information sales by the way!