The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 37
Fei Tong listened carefully to Fu Niannian's confession, occasionally humming without interrupting.

"Fei Tong, I really feel like I'm still in a dream. Even if I pinch myself and feel the pain, I still feel... so unreal."

Finally, Fu Niannian covered her face and said in a low voice.

"Nian Nian, wait a moment." After hearing her long nagging, Fei Tong did not immediately comfort her.

Instead, he left from the camera and returned after 2 minutes with another mobile phone in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Fu Niannian didn't understand her operation.

Without raising her head, Fei Tong quickly moved her fingers on the screen, "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

"Well, it worked." The next second, Fei Tong's eyes lit up, and she placed the two phones facing each other, "Zhong Sa, Nian Nian said that she felt unreal when she saw you."

Through two layers of screens, Fu Niannian clearly saw the man with wet hair and white T-shirt on the opposite side.

He smiled sympathetically, and said in a doting voice, "Why don't you tell me your address, and I'll go there now?"

Fu Niannian's cheeks turned red. He raised his hand and cut off the communication.

"Puch~" Feitong laughed out loud.

Zhong Sa was also laughing, "Thank you, Scarlet Tong. Thank you for always being by Niannian's side."

Fei Tong didn't answer, just waved her hand, said something and hung up.

Things went perfectly and the two finally met.

It's not easy.

Fei Tong collapsed on the couch, hugging the big soft yellow mouse doll, rolling around happily.

"What are you doing?" Mo Ye came out of a room next to him, leaning against the door, his long hair was wet with water dripping down.

Crimson Tong heard the sound and looked, caught off guard, instantly infatuated.

This leprechaun!

The corners of Mo Ye's lips curled up, that's what he wanted. Since you can't force her, then just tempt her a little bit.

Let her taste change.

No other man can compare to him, no matter who he is or what aspect he is.

"Am I good-looking?" He frowned joyfully and walked forward with long legs.

It seems that this small piece is his international T station.

However, this question was like a small hammer, which immediately woke up Fei Tong.

Pursing her red lips, she immediately changed her eyes to look at the goods, glanced up and down at Mo Ye, and then said contemptuously, "Well, it's really pretty. If it's among the young men, it should be the top brand."

Then Shi Shiran got up, squinted at him, and went back to her bedroom.

The door was slammed shut with the hostess' irritability.

The warmth in Mo Ye's eyes faded, and the laziness around him also turned into smoke.

He sat in the same position where Fei Tong had been, picked up the cell phone that had been thrown on the sofa with his big hands, and opened it at will.

His eyes flicked over the name of a certain man on the message page, and he let out a casual sneer, and the phone turned into a cloud of mist.

For gods, it is common to sleep for a hundred years, and Fei Tong came to the small world, but in just a few decades, she would not be sleepy at all.

But in order to fit the customs of this small world, she still squints for a while every night.

The next day, the phone rang again, and Fei Tong picked it up with a clear expression.

"Fei Tong, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you again." Fu Niannian was wearing a red dress, with delicate makeup, and clasped her hands in front of her heart.

"But, I really don't know what to wear.

This red dress seems a bit too mature, do you think I changed into this overalls?Or should I change it to something fresh and fresh like this?Or this cool style? "

"You gesture with the clothes, I'll take a look." Fei Tong looked serious, but actually pressed the phone back and forth, making small movements.

(End of this chapter)