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

【…… 】Xiao Yiyi read Xi Yinggang's words again.

It's true that he didn't say he wanted to marry someone else, but the meaning between the lines was always misunderstood.

Poor Qin Lin meets such a woman who loves to toss about.

It's seven fifty-eight.

Room: in that case, let's go out.

Room [Hemu]: do I need to take off my clothes.

Room: No.

With that, Xi Ying took the lead in quitting the room.

Qin Lin hesitated for a moment, but still didn't change the Tang suit.

Loudspeakers: sister Rong! You show up!

Trumpet: Congratulations!

Trumpet: happy new marriage!

Trumpet [killing. Setting fire: happy wedding! give me my red envelope! Happy

trumpet: wait, hasn't the wedding started yet? You're going to do it now?

Trumpet: God of war has appeared!

Trumpet: so the God of war doesn't know about it now?

Loudspeakers: I'll find out soon.

Qin Lin looks confused.

What is this?

It's seven fifty-nine.

Trumpet [fluffy unknown]: [Hemu], will you marry me?

Trumpet [fluffy unknown]: [Hemu], will you marry me?

Trumpet [fluffy unknown]: [Hemu], will you marry me?

Xi Ying used her own code software to brush this one hundred times.

Trumpet [killing. Setting fire]: lying trough! Sister Rong is so powerful that she actually proposes at the last minute?

Trumpet: if the God of war doesn't agree, isn't it embarrassing?

Trumpet: how can you not agree! Before the God of war, they all took the initiative to marry sister Rong!

After finishing the Xi Ying brush, people will see the reply of he mu.

Trumpet [Hemu]: didn't I marry you?

At this moment, it's exactly eight o'clock.

Fireworks rose in the square and then bloomed.

On the night sky of the square, there are romantic fireworks with complicated patterns.

Each face is reflected clearly and beautifully.

There was background music on the square, but at this moment, the system's own background music stopped, and only the sound of the fountain on the square and the sound of fireworks explosion could be heard.

The unknown petals floated down from the sky.

The palm reaches up to pick it up. The petals with different shapes and strange colors fall in the hands, as if you can feel its softness and smell its fragrance.

A shallow murmur replaced the background music.

It was a simple humming without accompaniment.

No lyrics, but can hum out a light and bright mood.

Just like Xi Ying's mood at the moment.

Happy and happy.

Rong kneels down on one knee toward the grass wood and takes out the small mahogany box that has been prepared for a long time.

Loudspeakers: This is the ring I made for you.

With that, she opened the mahogany box.

A strong white light hit, everyone's screen screen screen appeared a short white screen.

Loudspeakers: sleeping trough? It's beyond my imagination. How come I've never seen it before?!

Megaphone: the screen is white! Dance. When did this happen?