The hero ran away with the scum [Quick Transmigration]

At night, a cool breeze blows the leaves in the garden.

Qinghui poured down, elongating the figures of the two people downstairs.The figures of the two overlapped, like a pair of intimate lovers.

Standing on the balcony, Zhuang Yijun let go of the wine glass in his hand, and the wine glass fell vertically to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, which alarmed Ning Zhi and Mu Qing who were saying goodbye.

Mu Qing followed the prestige in surprise, saw the shattered pieces of glass on the ground, slowly raised her head, and saw a man with a cold face condescending under the cold moonlight, looking down at him with sharp eyes like a blade. Wen Jin's hand on his arm.

His heart shuddered, and he was also secretly puzzled, didn't he mean that the relationship between these two people is not good?I've been staring at him in the bar before, and now...

"Do you have Parkinson's in your hands?"

Under the cold night sky, Ning Zhi's dissatisfied voice sounded.

He glanced casually, and said to Mu Qing: "You can drive my car back and deliver it to the Fairview Gallery at No. 333 West Street tomorrow."

"..." Zhuang Yijun's face froze, he pursed his lips, turned around and picked up a coat and put it on, ready to go downstairs.

Mu Qing withdrew her gaze, let go of the hand supporting Ning Zhi, a gentle smile appeared on Qingjun's face, "Then you go back and rest early, we'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Ning Zhi walked towards the gate.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, Zhuang Yijun walked towards Ning Zhi steadily and quietly against the light, stepping into the night, stood still in front of Ning Zhi, looked Ning Zhi up and down with his deep eyes, saw that his eyes were clear, Without a trace of drunkenness, he raised his eyes, glanced warningly at the man standing by the car door, and then said softly, "Wen Jin, go home."

Ning Zhi yawned, gave a vague 'hmm', and followed Zhuang Yijun into the door.

Looking at the backs of the two standing side by side, Mu Qing's eyes flickered slightly.

He returned to the car, started the car, looked up at the lights on the second floor, and then drove away from the dealer's villa.

Ning Zhi and Zhuang Yijun returned to the room without a word, and went straight into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water flowing from the bathroom, Zhuang Yijun consciously took the quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the floor.

When Ning Zhi came out, what he saw was Zhuang Yijun sitting on the floor with his back leaning against the edge of the bed, holding a book in his hand, raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked him, "You put the book backwards!" gone."

Zhuang Yijun closed the book calmly, raised his head, looked at Ning Zhi's wet short hair, frowned, lifted the quilt and walked into the bathroom silently.

Ning Zhi thought that he wanted to go to the bathroom, and didn't care, he just stepped on the floor, sat on the edge of the bed, wiped his hair with a towel, thinking about Mu Qing's whereabouts.

The energy fluctuations in the bar and the memories that appeared out of nowhere were not something that a high-level monk could not do, and he had to practice this kind of formula, but he had tried it a long time ago. There is no aura in this world, so how did Mu Qing do it? What put that memory into his head?

Could it be that Mu Qing's core has also been changed?

No, if it really changed, he wouldn't fail to see it.

That is the way he picked up the so-called Lingquan space, and then according to the routine, there is a practice formula in the space?

not like...

He put down his hand wiping his hair and shook his head. If Mu Qing had any cultivation, he would have noticed it the first time they met.

There is only one last possibility, the so-called system.

He has never seen such a thing as a system.

There are also various explanations in it, about a few types, from alien high-tech systems, various tool spirits, artifact systems, and creation of the main god——

"Wen Jin, come here and blow dry your hair."

A sudden voice interrupted Ning Zhi's thoughts.

Ning Zhi turned his head to look over, but saw a man in black silk pajamas standing in front of the TV cabinet, with a hair dryer in his hand, and a chair in front of him, looking at his posture, could it be that he wanted to blow-dry his hair?

He walked over, glanced at Zhuang Yijun, took the hair dryer from Zhuang Yijun's hand, "Thank you."

After all, he sat on the chair and continued to think about the system while blowing his hair.

The system created by the Lord God, as well as the system in which the spirits bred by the heavens and the earth are forced to bind others to plunder the luck of the son of luck after opening their spiritual intelligence, which is the so-called wild system.That's about all he can say clearly, and ignore some unclear origins for the time being.

There are also many functions of these systems, such as the main character, supporting role, and villain system, the plundering luck system, and the merit system. There are too many functions.

If it is really a system, then it can explain why Mu Qing in the script can have children.

If there is such an unscientific thing as a system, will there still be fewer Shengzi Pills?That's... what did Mu Qing approach him for?

Take the plot?Use him as a stepping stone to approach Zhuang Yijun?But if this was the case, Mu Qing shouldn't have interrupted Liang Shouyi at the bar.

Ning Zhi couldn't figure it out for a while, and didn't bother to think about it. He touched his short hair that was almost dry, and turned off the hair dryer. The roar of the hair dryer stopped, and the room returned to tranquility.

He yawned, threw off the quilt and fell asleep.

Zhuang Yijun looked deeply at the person on the bed, who was breathing steadily, got up and turned off the light, and darkness instantly enveloped the entire space.

……

The next day, Ning Zhi was awakened by someone knocking on the door.

He slipped on his slippers, opened the door, and was stunned when he saw a bunch of blue stars all over the sky.

"Master Wen, these are flowers that the young master gave you." The servant said with a smile.

Ning Zhi turned his head and glanced at the place where Zhuang Yijun slept last night, the floor covering there was gone, "What time is it now?"

"11:30."

Ning Zhi took the flowers, threw them on the desk, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed his clothes, asked the servant to raise the flowers in a vase before going out, and then asked the driver to drive him to the gallery.

When he arrived at the gallery, Xiao Yuan said that a handsome guy had delivered the car keys early in the morning, and he had waited all morning before answering the phone half an hour before leaving.

He waved his hand indifferently, went up to the second floor, walked halfway, seemed to remember something, took the car keys out of the gallery, opened the car door, saw that the prenuptial agreement on the back seat was still there, and chuckled lightly.

Last night, he deliberately left the prenuptial agreement in the car, and asked Mu Qing to drive his car away. If Mu Qing's target was Zhuang Yijun, the other party would definitely use the prenuptial agreement to make a fuss.

Ning Zhi picked up the document and was about to close the car door when a horn sounded in front of him.

He looked up, and saw a black car parked opposite, the window slowly lowered, revealing Zhuang Yijun's deep and stern face.He raised his eyebrows in surprise, walked over, and said, "Why are you here? You don't have to go to work?"

"It's lunch time now." Zhuang Yijun opened the car door, took out a bunch of blue baby's breath from the passenger seat, and held it in front of Ning Zhi, "It's for you."

"Haven't you already paid?"

"That bunch is compensation, this bunch is, yes..." Zhuang Yijun is obviously not very good at talking about love, he pursed his lips, his jaw line was tense, the tips of his ears were a little red, and it took him a long time to spit out five words, "This bunch is compensate."

"The compensation is false..." Ning Zhi gracefully took the flowers and handed over the prenuptial agreement, "It's true that you came here for this!"

"Yes and no." Zhuang Yijun put the prenuptial agreement in the car and said, "I came here specially to take you to dinner. Mama Wang said you didn't eat when you went out. I asked Dr. Lin about your situation, and he said You have a stomach problem caused by irregular diet and need to be carefully recuperated. As for the flowers and the prenuptial agreement, they are all secondary."

Ning Zhi looked at him vigilantly, "Giving courteousness for nothing is either adultery or robbery. Tell me, what is the purpose?"

"..." Zhuang Yijun said without changing his face: "I'm not used to sleeping on the ground, and I want to go to bed at night."

"Heh!" Ning Zhi sneered, and started to play again, "You can't stand it for one night? I slept for three months."

"Strictly speaking, you didn't sleep for three months, but sixteen days."

"...Oh." Ning Zhi stuffed the flower to Zhuang Yijun expressionlessly, "It would be hard for Mr. Zhuang to make the floor. Forget it, I won't make it hard for you. I slept for a few days, and you slept A few days, if I can't bear it, I can move to the guest room."

Looking at the young man who made unreasonable demands, Zhuang Yijun felt that the young man's expression was unprecedentedly vivid and charming.

Why did he feel that young people were spoiled and hypocritical?Obviously so cute, even the way he seized the opportunity to settle accounts made his heart flutter.

There was a quick smile in his eyes, and hesitation appeared on his face, "This... okay. What about eating?"

"I know you're reluctant, so I won't force you." Ning Zhi took out the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, saw the word 'Mu Qing' jumping on it, turned around and took a few steps, and connected the phone.

Zhuang Yijun pricked up his ears and heard Wen Jin say——

"It's free."

"Look for me to eat? Then come here, I'm in the gallery."

"Okay, see you later."

Ning Zhi hung up the phone, waved his hand and said, "Go first, I have an appointment."

Holding the flowers, Zhuang Yijun followed Ning Zhi into the gallery, handed the flowers to Xiao Yuan calmly, and asked Xiao Yuan to find a vase to keep them, and said, "Do you mind if I have one more?"

"Never mind." Ning Zhi didn't hide his dislike for him, and said, "Remember agreement No. 15? Without permission, you can't appear in front of each other's friends as lovers."

This damn agreement!

Zhuang Yijun endured the jealousy, gritted his teeth and said sorry, turned around and drove directly to the lawyer.

There are three points in total to a prenuptial agreement.

He and Wen Jin each have one, and the lawyer has one.

If he wanted to take away the lawyer's share, he had to contact Wen Jin and get Wen Jin's consent.

He dialed Wen Jin's phone, and it took a long time for the phone to connect. Before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice passing through the phone into his ear——

"Ah Jin went to the bathroom, please call back later."

After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He called again, but the call was no longer available.

The jealousy that Zhuang Yijun endured all night erupted in an instant!

He put down the phone, his stern eyebrows couldn't conceal the strong anger in his eyes, and his thin lips curled into a curve, but they were full of murderous intent, like an evil spirit that had just crawled out of hell.