Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

Hearing Xi Ying's words, zishengyan sticks out her little thumb.

"I'm really honored to be friends with a woman like a Ying."

"Hook, hang, 100 years, no change." The pupil of Xi Ying reflects the figure of purple smoke, and reads these words gently.

"It's a hundred years. I will never forget the promise I made with a Ying today." Purple smoke squinted.

The next day.

Shangguan Hao came to huangquan early as usual.

He thought he would be alone again when he came. After all, he didn't know when Xi Ying would get up.

But I didn't expect that the gate of Mengpo house in huangquan was open, and there were busy figures inside.

Shangguan Hao quickened his pace and walked in with a smile on his face. Before a word "a" was called out, he saw that the person sweeping the floor in the lobby was not Xi Ying.

Purple smoke heard the voice turned around, wiped the sweat on the forehead, asked with the officer Hao a morning.

"Why are you sweeping the floor? Isn't a Ying up yet? What about white ink? " Shangguan Hao asked several questions in a row.

"I went to bed early last night and woke up early this morning. When I had nothing to do, I wanted to help a Ying clean up. They haven't got up yet. They must have stayed too long last night. Mr. Shangguan, sit down first. I'll get you a bowl of Mengpo soup. "

With that, zishengyan put down the broom and went to the kitchen.

Even let Shangguan Hao refused the opportunity.

Shangguan Hao sat down with some accolades.

Zishengyan soon served a bowl of Mengpo soup.

She did not directly use her hand to Shangguan Hao, but put it on the table and pushed it to Shangguan Hao's hand.

"If nothing happens, I'll keep on cleaning." Zishengyan looks at Shangguan Hao.

"It's OK." Shangguan Hao by her eyes look some dare not look up and her.

Shangguan Hao thinks he is very counsellor.

It's not that he hasn't seen women in the world. He was very aboveboard before, and even molested.

How can you feel guilty and guilty when you meet zishengyan?

It's not his fault that zishengyan likes him. It's zishengyan's wishful thinking!

Shangguan Hao holds the bowl of Mengpo soup and doesn't raise his head. Zishengyan doesn't force him.

She picked up the broom again and swept the floor again and again.

She didn't sweep the ground several times in the world, but when she came to the netherworld, she felt that she could not live without food. She had to do something for Xi Ying.

The atmosphere of purple smoke and Shangguan Hao downstairs is subtle. Upstairs, in fact, Xi Ying and Bai Mo are awake.

White ink sits by the bed, supporting his chin to see the sand all over the sky.

Xi Ying is sitting on the bed watching the white ink.

The sunlight comes in from the window, sprinkles on the white ink's face. And the face of white ink is facing the sun, and the white skin is almost transparent.

Xi Ying suddenly thought of a plant - sunflower.

Sunflower is facing the sun and growing, and now the white ink has some similarities.

"Ah Ying, why do you think I have those strange dreams?" White ink really does not want to understand, so he turned his head to see Xi Ying.

And Xi Ying's eyes moved away without leaving a trace, and looked at him again, "eh?"

"Last night I had the dream of the day before yesterday, and this time I saw a lot of strange things. Those things I don't want to draw any more. I don't think I know what it is when I draw it. " The tone of white ink is a little depressed.

"Ah Ying, what kind of person did you think I was before? How could I have those memories? I used to Can it be some kind of monster? "