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

It's not that he has no confidence in himself, but that his failure for such a long time tells him that he can't do it.

You know, at the beginning, he was full of confidence every day.

"I'll find it for you."

These four words are like a dying man in the desert with a bottle of water in his hand.

Gave Yanyin a huge surprise.

"What are you talking about? Are you serious? The first time I saw you, I thought you were different, so can you really help me find the craftsman? " Yanyin was excited.

A pair of shiny gray brown eyes.

"The first time you saw me, you felt different?" Xi Ying is curious, "where is different?"

"Well..." Yan Yin recalled, "you have a light fragrance different from ordinary people."

"Do you have any?" Xi Ying smelled her arm, but did not smell any fragrance.

"You answer my question! Can you really help me? " Yanyin brings the conversation back to the right path.

"I try my best." Xi Ying nodded.

"If you can help me find a craftsman, I will..."

"What are you doing?" "What else can you give me when you are such a ghost?" he said

“…… I'll make a promise by myself After thinking for a long time, Yan Yin finally came up with such a good idea.

"To make a promise?"

[make a promise with your own body?! 】

Xi Ying and Xiao Yiyi said this sentence at the same time.

"Yes, for such a long time, only you can touch me, and I can touch you, so the rigid condition of mutual consent meets.

Soft condition, you look like a servant girl in our desert country.

But now the longer and uglier people are, the more I don't dislike you Yan Yin nodded his head.

Bang!

Yanyin was kicked to the other side of the wall.

Xi Ying's legs were in mid air, slowly retracting.

"I've been beaten enough today. I don't want to be beaten again!" Yanyin yelled after coming down from the wall.

"It's your business whether you want to be beaten or not, and it's my business whether you want to be beaten or not." "Don't bother me, I want to sleep," Xi Ying said

Yan Yin covered his head with his head

All right, sleep.

He's going to sleep, too.

So, Yan Yin turned into a black fog and returned to Xi Ying's ankle.

The next Monday, it was sunny.

Xi Ying was the first to get up in the whole dormitory.

When she was ready to go out, the other three roommates did not get up.

They all covered their faces with quilts, as if there were some ogres waiting for them outside.

Xi Ying opens the door and prepares to go out for class.

"Stars, stars..." Finally, a pair of eyes cowered to see the quilt.

"Well?" Xi Ying stops and looks at the speaker.

"Can you ask for a leave from my teacher? Just say I have a fever." Said the man in a trembling voice.

"And me..."

"I..."

The remaining two roommates also showed a pair of eyes.

From their eyes, we can see their fear.

Don't be afraid of ghosts knocking.

This sentence is perfectly verified on their body.

If they didn't do something sorry for Xi Ying, they would not be so afraid of banana peels suddenly flying towards them.

They didn't want to ask for a seat.

But today is Monday, and the teachers in those two classes are very strict on Monday morning.