[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

On Friday night, Cheng Yourang saw a person who was supposed to be lying dead in the hospital at the gate of the community.

Qi Chi was wearing casual clothes, and looked at him with a relaxed expression: "Can I invite you to have dinner together?"

"It's not convenient," Cheng Yourang said indifferently, "Grandma should be ready and wait for me at home."

Afraid that he would talk about Cengfan, he added: "We have a small appetite, and we don't cook much, which is not enough for the third person."

Seeing him finishing a play by himself, Qi Chi sighed, and took out a small box from the car: "This is for you."

"What?" Cheng Yourang held a beautifully wrapped gift box in his hand, with an expression as if he was holding a bomb, and asked suspiciously, "What the hell are you doing?"

Qi Chi knew that his credibility in his heart was basically negative, so he patiently explained to him: "It's a little thing, you should like it. Take it apart and have a look when you get back."

Cheng Yourang swayed around for a few times, making sure that he heard the sound of impact, and looked up at him: "Then if I take it apart now, will you be embarrassed?"

Qi Chi raised his eyebrows: "Who do you think is more embarrassed?"

Cheng Yourang, who only wanted to hurt others and didn't want to hurt himself, quickly gave up this idea, and said leisurely: "So this is a thank you gift, thank me for saving you?"

"Yes," Qi Chi echoed. In fact, Cheng Yourang's help to him was far from being as exaggerated as saving his life as he said, but he didn't expose it. "Tomorrow weekend, can I ask you out?"

"What appointment do we have?"

"Eat and drink for free, don't touch you, okay?"

Cheng Yourang disgusted: "In your opinion, I am so superficial?"

"You can listen to whatever you want to eat and play, I have no objection."

"For the sake of you insisting on thanking me," Cheng Yourang smirked, "it's hard to agree."

Qi Chi, who didn't see how connotative he was, smiled back: "Then I'll pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Later, eleven o'clock."

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"Who doesn't want to sleep more on the big weekend, do you think everyone is like you, lying in the hospital bed for half a month?"

Qi Chi was laughed angrily by him: "Okay, listen to you."

In fact, the family hadn't cooked the rice yet. When Cheng Yourang entered the house, he found that grandma had just washed the rice and was preparing to cook.

But that's okay, he won't invite Qi Chi to his house for dinner.

He fiddled with the small box in his hand, went back to the house to find a pair of scissors, and directly dismantled it violently.

The thing inside showed its original shape, a glass bottle filled with black liquid.

After knowing that it was a glass bottle, he unconsciously became more careful. After all, a click is a great tragedy.He held the bottle in his hand. The body of the bottle was simple and elegant, and there were unintelligible English words written on the water rippled paper pasted on it.

Although he has little knowledge, he also knows that this bottle is an aromatherapy, and it looks quite high-end.

He removed the cork from the bottle mouth and smelled it closely, and a sweet smell came to his nostrils.

Bright and fresh, sweet and aromatic.

It has a fruity aroma like grapes and berries combined with a soft floral aroma, sweet and moist but not greasy.

Cheng Yourang felt that the smell was delicious, and sniffed greedily.

Although Qi Chi is not very good, at least the things he gave were not bad.

Grandma asked him to go out to eat, and he was almost done eating. Granny pinched the chopsticks and asked hesitantly, "Does the baby have time tomorrow? Let's go to the mall with grandma. It's almost Chinese New Year and there are still some things I haven't bought at home."

Cheng Yourang hadn't prepared for the New Year for many years, he thought the original owner's house was the same.After all, there are only one old and one young in the family, and there are no relatives who want to visit, so it seems that there is no need.

"Are you busy? It's okay. If you don't have time, I will wait for two more days. When the girl from your grandma Wang's house next door comes back, we will go together. There is still some time before the Chinese New Year, and there is still time."

Cheng Yourang knew that she only spoke to herself when she really had something she couldn't carry.After all, a few days ago, he had seen grandma bring things home bit by bit.

"No, grandma, I will accompany you tomorrow."

He agreed, but he didn't care about the agreement with Qi Chi.In their situation, there is really no need to have a date on the weekend to stabilize their relationship.

After the meal, he told Qi Chi the truth about the situation, and unapologetically regretted the meeting he promised not long ago.

Qi Chi was silent for a few seconds, and said, "I'll go find you now, you clean up."

Cheng Yourang didn't know what he wanted to do: "Don't mess around!"

"It will take about half an hour for me to go there. If you don't want me to enter your house, you can count the time and wait for me."

Cheng Yourang gritted his teeth angrily: "You see, you are the rascal."

Half an hour later, as he wished, Qi Chi received Cheng Yourang downstairs in the community who was rubbing his hands to keep warm.

Qi Chi turned up the temperature in the car, looked at him dressed in black and joked, "I can't even recognize you."

Cheng Yourang rolled his eyes: "Are you blind?"

Qi Chi, who was making fun of himself, closed his mouth and concentrated on driving.

"Where to?"

Qi Chi didn't answer, and deliberately put on a show: "You will know when you go."

Cheng Yourang didn't dare to keep any sense of surprise from him, and leaned on the back of the chair boredly: "The aromatherapy you sent smells good, I put it in the living room."

"That's my favorite one," Qi Chi smiled, "it makes people feel very relaxed at home."

Cheng Yourang nodded, at least he was quite satisfied with the gift: "It's pretty good. It seems that you also smell like this, a little softer, like a woody scent."

"Maybe I have used it for a long time, and the clothes are often stained with this smell."

Cheng Yourang let out a "hmm" and lowered his eyes to look out of the window, but he had nothing to say.

After about 10 minutes by car, Cheng Yourang followed Qi Chi out of the car.He originally thought that he would go to some high-end bar or bar, but he didn't expect that he took himself to a shopping mall.

"You want to buy something?"

Cheng Yourang asked incredulously.He really couldn't figure out why he went out of his way to pick him up when he came to the mall to do some shopping?

"Come with me."

Qi Chi led him across the street, turned several turns, there were fewer and fewer people, and the tall buildings were not as bright as when they got off the car.

Cheng Yourang walked behind him suspiciously, followed him down the stairs, and found that the front was not a dark underground passage, but brightly lit.

There is actually an underground amusement park here!

It is completely different from the bustling metropolis on the ground, more like the scene of going to the market many years ago.The stall owners set up one stall after another next to each other, each dealing in different things.

Looking around, under the incandescent lights, dozens of small stalls are crowded in this place, and each of them is lit with neon lights. Adults and children shuttle among them, which is very lively.

Discovering such a place, Cheng Yourang was surprised and delighted, and because of the noisy surroundings, he yelled at Qi Chi: "How do you know this place?"

Qi Chi smiled, and leaned closer to his ear: "I know it all along, let's go and play."

Cheng Yourang nodded, and as soon as he walked over, he was attracted by a dart throwing game next to him.

"Shall we play this?"

Qi Chi raised his eyebrows: "Us?"

"That's right!" Cheng Yourang said unhappily, "What? You don't want to play?"

"No," Qi Chi smiled at him, "I'm very happy."

After buying darts from the boss, Qi Chi gave half of it to Cheng Yourang.As soon as he raised his hand and was about to start throwing, Cheng Yourang stopped him.

"Don't worry, let's compete and see who can win?"

Qi Chi didn't know that he likes to compare with others when playing games. In order to satisfy his interest, he agreed: "Is there any reward for the winner?"

"I haven't made up my mind yet, let's talk about it after I win."

"Are you so sure you can win?"

"You may not have seen it before," Cheng Yourang smiled, "I used to hit people with chalk when I was in school, and every hit was accurate."

Qi Chi was amused by him: "Then I will wait and see."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and a dart flew out in a beautiful arc, and landed steadily on the bull's-eye.

"When I win," Qi Chi looked at the dartboard in front of him with satisfaction, "just leave me the next weekend."

Cheng Yourang made a "cut", and threw the dart forward, hitting the bull's-eye.

"It's not sure who wins and who loses. Don't talk big."