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

Now it's time, he doesn't even unfasten his seat belt, and the whole person is sitting in the seat of the car as if he had lost his soul.

Xi Ying said, "Xue mingcan, get out of the car."

Xue mingcan's eyes flashed, still did not move.

"I'm hungry. Do you remember who you are?" Xi Ying continued.

Xue mingcan finally reacted.

He turned his head and looked at Xi Ying, trying to cover up the look of grievance and anger in his eyes, but he was caught by Xi Ying easily.

Xi Ying looked at him: "what do you want to say?"

Xue mingcan bit his lower lip, shook his eyes, and then turned to look out of the window.

His voice was stuffy: "nothing to say."

"If you don't want to say anything, get out of the car and go home to cook." Xi Ying's voice is cold to cruel.

She opened the door and took the lead.

When she walked around the front of the car for half a circle, she found that he was still sitting in the seat of the car.

Xi Ying has a headache.

Why is it so hard to talk to Shen He?

And how did he become such a character? I'm tired.

Opening the door, Xi Ying looks down at Xue mingcan in the seat.

Xue mingcan's eyes are straight ahead, a little dejected.

Xi Ying blinked heavily, bent down to Xue mingcan's side to help him untie the safety belt.

From the tip of his nose, Xue minglie draws his attention.

it's not what perfume tastes like, it's the smell of shampoo.

Xi Ying's hair is strict in the back of her head, but because they are very close, Xue can clearly see the sexy big wave curve.

He had seen the charming and enchanting curly hair, and naturally he could imagine that picture.

Waiting for Xi Ying to help him unfasten his seat belt and lift his face a little, their eyes meet in the air.

Xi Ying has a pair of noble black eyes and looks into Xue mingcan's eyes coolly.

Xue mingcan suddenly feels uncomfortable.

He didn't want to see such a pair of cool thin eyes.

He wanted to see a fire burning in his eyes, just like that night.

Besides, he didn't want to see this woman show soft expression to other men.

Isn't she cool and thin? She should be cool all the time.

But she would be hot in front of him.

Staring at Xue mingcan's Xi Ying: "if you don't get up, you won't have to sleep tonight."

This sentence is ambiguous in itself.

Under the circumstances that Xue mingcan is a little lost, it's like a strong medicine hitting his heart.

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed the woman into his arms, and a hot kiss fell down.

The woman in her arms struggled, but she was held by his iron arms and did not let her move.

The faint fragrance came from her mouth, and the tip of her tongue was against her teeth.

A kiss without skill is just like a war. Even if there is a little tender feeling, it will be dissipated in the light rust flavor.

The smell of rust.

This smell awakens Xue mingcan's consciousness.

He some Leng Leng to let go of the woman in his arms, ready to accept the baptism of a hard slap.

However, No.

There's no slap in the face.

Xi Ying straightened up, just gave him a cold look, and then resolutely turned to leave.

She did not care whether he came out or not. She climbed the elevator and went upstairs.

Just in her back, Xue mingcan saw her left hand lift up and wipe her lips heavily.

It's like a piece of his heart torn apart. Xue mingcan feels that he is suffocating.