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

Xiaoyiyi was eager to speak, but he did not say anything in the end.

A meal is spent in their silence, which is different from what Xue mingcan expected.

They used to talk about one or two topics at dinner.

But today, because of the "gift of the week", the meal was silent.

After dinner, Xue mingcan really wants to slap himself in the mouth when he cleans up the mess on the table.

Why would he talk about cohabitation for a week?

If you don't say it, it won't involve the issue of gifts, and the atmosphere will not become silent.

At this time, he is cleaning the table, and Xi Ying is already standing on the sofa to watch the news.

As the only person in charge of a global well-known group, she has a lot to learn, and news is only the most basic.

Living together for so many days, Xue mingcan is very clear about her habit.

So their backs were opposite, and neither of them could see their faces.

This evening, Xi Ying did not speak to Xue mingcan again.

When Xue mingcan finished packing and putting them into the pool, he went back to his room and didn't come out again.

The current state of the two is very much like the cold war.

It's just that the cold war came too suddenly, and it's too wordless.

Xue mingcan didn't sleep well all night.

He fell into a state of half dream and half awaking. He dreamt that he left the apartment and could never see Zhiwei at close range from now on.

She can only be heard on TV and on the Internet.

Xue mingcan wakes up from his sleep with a cold sweat on his forehead.

Can't you live here anymore?

Can't you see her again?

Can't we eat together?

He,

doesn't want to.

……

Deng Jia is going to attend a special birthday dinner party today, and the driver's car will not be ordinary.

Although we can't drive tens of millions of cars like Xi Ying, there are hundreds of thousands of them.

For many people, owning such a car is a lifelong dream.

Xue mingcan comes to the school gate at the appointed time.

It's a text message from Deng Jia.

It's a string of numbers. It's the license plate number.

He found Deng Jia's car, opened the door and walked up.

Deng Jia said that he would prepare clothes for him, so he still wore the same simple and cheap casual clothes as before.

But even so, he was the most dazzling person in the crowd.

His handsome eyebrows, unique temperament, all attract the attention of others to fall on him.

"Schoolmaster, you are here." Deng Jia is sitting in the back row. She sees Xue mingcan open the door and sit beside her. Her eyes are a little shy.

She handed a paper bag to Xue mingcan and whispered, "this is the clothes I prepared for you. We will go to the room later, and you can change the clothes."

Xue mingcan didn't immediately take the paper bag over. Instead, he looked at Deng Jia and asked, "room?"

Deng Jiasheng was afraid that he would misunderstand him and quickly explained: "if I don't go up, I'll wait for you in the car. You can go up and change it alone! Because you can't get into the party if you don't change your dress, so you can only... "

Xue mingcan nodded and reached for the paper bag. "OK, I see. Thank you."

Deng Jia said happily, "you're welcome."

At the bottom of the hotel, Deng Jia did not follow Xue mingcan upstairs.

Xue mingcan quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs.

The vehicle drove to Liu Chenxin's house.

When getting off the bus, Xue mingcan comes out and reaches out to Deng Jia in the car very gentlely.