Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

"What, what?"

The trapped person stopped struggling, and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes in shock.

"I say,"

Between light and shade, the tall man curled his mouth, bent slightly to get closer, and the weak warm air brushed against Yan Sui's sensitive earlobes.

"I like you."

As soon as his earlobe became hot, Yan Sui shivered and somehow found the strength to push the person in front of him away.

The person leaning against the wall blushed and covered his burning earlobes, staring at Xiao Zhongyan helplessly.

Following his strength, Xiao Zhongyan stepped back a few steps, and licked the corner of his mouth, as if he could still feel the softness at that moment.He backed away a few more steps, to give time to the man who was obviously too shocked to react.

There was a moment of silence in the corner, except for the sound of fireworks not far away.

The originally anxious mood was passed on to another person, but now Xiao Zhongyan calmed down. Looking at Yan Sui who had a dazed and flustered face, who opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, his originally hopeless heart froze a little.

He didn't reject himself immediately, does that mean he still has a possibility?

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Zhongyan stretched out his hand cautiously, tentatively grabbed the sleeve of the person who was still in a daze, nodded to the assistants who were watching not far away, and led him back.

In the moonlight accompanied by the brilliant fireworks, Xiao Zhongyan walked in front leading the people slowly, while the evening wind swirled in from the front, carrying his soft words.

"I like you for real, without vanity or impulsiveness."

"I can wait for your answer forever, you have enough time to think."

"But I want you to know,"

Xiao Zhongyan stopped in his tracks, turned his head and showed a shy and shy smile, and raised his hand to caress his heart, with a pure and youthful look.

"I'd do anything for you, it might sound like overkill, but my heart feels like I've identified with you for a long time."

"It tells me you matter."

Maybe it was because the moonlight was too beautiful, or his voice was too gentle, the silent Yan Sui looked at the young man's delicate face, his throat quivered, and he heard himself asking.

"How important is it?"

"The only one in the world."

Yan Sui averted his eyes and dared not look at Xiao Zhongyan's eyes that seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, he couldn't help but crush his toes, his ears and cheeks were completely red, he murmured, bowed his head and said in an angry voice.

"...you wait for me to think about it."

"it is good."

Although Yan Sui didn't get an affirmative answer, it was already a great achievement for Xiao Zhongyan that his sweetheart didn't directly reject him.

Pulling up their sleeves again, the two slowly climbed up the stairs and walked towards the brightly lit villa.Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Yan Sui pursed his lips and began to struggle.

What's going on in the plot, and now Zong Shou actually likes Cannon Fodder Gong?

After returning to the villa and washing up, Yan Sui threw himself into the big soft bed, looked at the soft chandelier above his head, blinked his dry eyes, and tried to contact the system in his mind that didn't make much noise recently.

Yan Sui: Is the system on?

System: yes, is there anything I can do for you?

Sighing at the system's online speed, Yan Sui hesitated for a while whether to tell the system about it, but thinking of the mission and the things that were important to him in the original world in his vague memory, he hesitated and said it.

Yan Sui: The boss of this world confessed to me.

System: Congratulations.

Yan Sui:? ? ?

After making mental preparations for a long time, I didn't expect such an answer.

Being congratulated by the system with a cold electronic voice devoid of human emotion, Yan Sui felt question marks in his head.

Yan Sui: Doesn't this count as destroying the plot?Does it have no effect on the task?

System: Our mission is to defend the harmony value of the world. As long as the host's love affair is clean and legal, with whom, and for how long, the system will not interfere.

System: According to the system detection, the harmony value of this world is basically stable through the efforts of the host, the harmony task is completed, and the host is ready to enter the next small world to complete the task at any time.

Yan Sui, who was lying paralyzed on the bed with the pillow in his arms, paused, sat up and looked out the window, seeing the continuous fireworks in the distance.

I was a little surprised, I didn't expect the first mission to be completed so quickly, but Yan Sui, who was able to leave for the next world, was not as happy as he had imagined.

Pulling the pillow in his arms, the person on the bed asked softly.

"...What about the people in this world?"

The system didn't hear the faint sadness in Yan Sui's tone, and just answered in a business-like manner.

System: Don't worry, the world will repair itself after the host leaves, traces of the host will be erased, and the memory of the relevant characters will also be emptied.

"Will he forget me?"

System: Yes.

Although I don't know who the "he" in Yan Sui's words refers to, but all the characters will reorganize their memories after the host withdraws, so the answer is definitely correct.

"I'll think about it."

Resting his chin on the soft pillow in his arms, Yan Sui plucked the red string on his wrist that Xiao Zhongyan had tied for blessing during the day, with a heavy heart, and sighed deeply again.

Yan Sui, who suffered from insomnia, did not know when he fell asleep, but he opened his eyes again because of the vibrating cell phone next to his pillow.

Rubbing his eyes and sitting up, it was already bright outside the window.When Yan Sui unlocked his phone, he saw a screen full of Chinese New Year greeting messages.

After replying a few times, I saw a message from an unexpected person.

"I'm Si Xiao, I'm here to meet you, about your secretary last time."

The person who was still a little dazed immediately woke up and repeatedly confirmed that Si Xiao's name was indeed written on the text message from this strange number.

After I called the police last time, it was said that Si Xiao was called in for questioning. Although it was impossible for him to go in like this with the protection of the Si family, he obviously lost patience with his son, the Si family who kept getting into trouble.

The specific manifestation is that just a few days ago, Yan Sui successfully snatched a piece of fat from Si Xiao's company. You must know that when Si Xiao was guarded before, Yan Sui would never get it so easily.

Yan Sui scrolled down and saw the text message from Xie Lele, reminding him not to forget to attend the dance, he nodded his chin for a while, and then wrote back to Si Xiao.

The annual leave is over soon, and Yan Sui, who has been at home for a few days, is relieved and can't wait to return to his previous fast-paced work life.

The tall secretary was standing outside the president's office with the documents in his arms. Through the frosted glass, he could vaguely see the people inside were on the phone.

In the past few days since he came back from New Year's Eve, Xiao Zhongyan keenly felt that Yan Sui was avoiding him, even though the man tried his best to pretend to be natural.

But every time they meet each other or are in the same space, Yan Sui will always look at him with complicated eyes, hesitating to speak, and then find an excuse to leave, sometimes the excuse is very lame.

Xiao Zhongyan saw it but didn't say anything. He kept his promise and was waiting for Yan Sui's reply.

"What are you doing here? Did you make your husband angry?"

Holding the coffee, the assistant winked at Xiao Zhongyan gossipingly.

"……No."

Xiao Zhongyan was taken aback by the assistant's bold speech, and quickly glanced at the busy person inside to make sure he didn't hear the assistant's words.

Seeing his nervous movements, the assistant pouted and smirked.

That night she saw with her own eyes that the little secretary handed over their president to Bi Dong, but Xiao Zhongyan just came back today and stood at the door looking at her husband in such an aggrieved and pitiful manner.

Discord in nightlife?Too much demand for young people?

Being successfully persuaded by the content of his brain, the assistant sipped his coffee and looked at Xiao Zhongyan with a blank face in disapproval.

"It's not that my sister said you, the one you just got is fresh, but you can't know it too often?"

"Although Mr. Yan is young, how old is he older than you? Don't pester him all the time. Give him some time to rest, understand?"

"When the time comes, you will be exhausted by the cows, and your best land will be useless!"

The assistant patted the person who was still digesting the amount of information she exploded in a daze, and then glanced at Xiao Zhongyan's slender waist and long legs.

It's really pleasing to the eye.

"When the time comes, you will be soft, cute, and coquettish, and promise that you will never be like this again. Which man should not bow down? Let alone Yan Boss."

"No one else but him."

Hearing Xiao Zhongyan's quick rebuttal showing his loyalty, the assistant waved his hands and returned to his desk with the coffee cup in his arms. Looking at the secretary who pushed the door in, he secretly sighed that Xiao Zhongyan was really eaten to death by Yan Sui.

At first I thought it was a charming little fairy, but I didn't expect to be fascinated by the emperor in the end.

"This is the information from the foreign branch, Mr. Yan has to read it."

Xiao Zhongyan put a pile of documents on the upper right corner of Yan Sui's desk, and he was about to turn around and go out, but stopped after seeing Yan Sui's slightly troubled expression.

"Is there anything else to do, Mr. Banquet?"

Seeing Xiao Zhongyan smiling and looking at him talking again, this time Yan Sui insisted that he didn't hastily avert his eyes like before, but looked directly into his eyes and asked tentatively.

"Xie Lele, do you remember, the dance he said he would invite me to was this weekend."

Xiao Zhongyan's confession that night was too powerful. Although he didn't know what happened to him at the time, he was stunned and missed the opportunity to refuse immediately, but the next day, when he looked at this person's gentle and expectant eyes, the rejection in his mouth was even worse. Can't say it.

Forget it, wait a few more days to solve Si Xiao's matter and go directly to the next small world. Anyway, Xiao Zhongyan will not remember himself by then, let alone the confession other than this accident.

Ignoring the flash of soreness in his heart, Yan Sui looked up at Xiao Zhongyan, who didn't know how to speak, and heard the person on the opposite side speak aggrievedly.

"Is Mr. Yan not going to take me there?"

Xiao Zhongyan saw that the faces of the people on the chair were tangled up, and the anxiety he had been feeling for the past few days was now weighing heavily on his chest. He lowered his head and spoke with a lost tone.

"No, it's not."

Noticing Xiao Zhongyan's depressed mood, Yan Sui retorted subconsciously, and after realizing what he said, he could only shut up.

He really wanted to tell Xiao Zhongyan not to take him there just now, but during this period of time he formed a habit, reacting very quickly to his secretary's emotions.

Before he could react, he had already chosen the way to make Xiao Zhongyan happy.

The person standing in front of the desk smiled faintly, and Xiao Zhongyan also noticed that Yan Sui just reacted subconsciously according to his tone.

The person will subconsciously choose the answer that makes them happy.

The heart that has been beating restlessly is now excited again, not because of the unknown answer, but because the sweetheart unconsciously shows concern and compromise for himself.

Does this prove that in Yan Sui's heart, he is also a somewhat important person?

"But having said that," Yan Sui sighed helplessly and leaned back on the chair, tapped the tabletop with the signature pen in his hand, looked at the tall and long-legged secretary in front of him, and asked an extra question.

"Can you dance?"

The author has something to say:

Hey, if you have an advantage, don't take advantage of it.

There is one last plot climax and the first world is about to end~ (There are about three or four chapters left? Ord depends on how much is written in the end...)

Leaving Yan Sui to think of the loyal dog husband in the world one step further!