Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Four years later.

The research team of the First Academy spent three months to overcome a world problem.

Everyone has been very tired for a long time, and they have achieved great achievements, so naturally they have to celebrate.

So everyone went to the most expensive local bar to dance disco.

When people are happy, they tend to lose control. Luo Miao drank a few more glasses and curled up in a corner with the wine glasses, no one can touch her.

The little girl blushed, and whenever someone moved her, she was like a cat that blew up a cat, pointing and scolding with a stern face.

"A mere human, how dare you touch me!"

The group leader explained to her helplessly: "Little Fairy, please allow me to take you home? You can't find North even if you're so drunk."

Luo Miao ruthlessly slapped his hand away, and cursed coldly, "My old lady is a god, not a fairy!"

Crowd: ...

I don't know if you are a god, but I know that a goddess will not call herself an old lady.

Several people went up and took turns persuading them, but there was nothing they could do about this little goddess. After saying a few more words, she would hold the wine bottle and try to fight like a young and Dangerous boy.

A serious doctor, drunk is the same as mentally retarded.

In the end, they really couldn't stand it anymore, and the senior sister in the same group decided to call her husband.

In less than 10 minutes, a slender figure ran towards their table.

Almost at the same time as he appeared, the jubilant bar seemed to be much quieter.

Wherever men go, the return rate is as high as 70.00%.

Sculpture-like facial features, extremely delicate appearance, a pair of overly cold black eyes seem to isolate everything.

He dressed casually, and he wore a very ordinary casual outfit with a unique elegance.

"Sorry, she won't let anyone touch her, and she's causing you trouble again."

Everyone in the First Academy knew that Hua Ying, the Department of Mathematics, married a handsome and rich chef at an early age.

Lu Shen and Luo Miao were hardly separated. The people in the research team got acquainted with him after a long time.

Even though they have seen it many times, the people in the research team still want to sigh.

It's a pity that such an iron-faced single chef should make his debut in place and conquer the entertainment circle with his face!

"Should be."

Lu Shen didn't linger over them, turned around and hugged the little drunk in the booth.

There was a loud snap.

Red marks immediately appeared on the back of Lu Shen's hand.

"Presumptuous! The goddess of the thirteenth heaven is also yours to move!"

Everyone took a deep breath.

It's really hard to start.

The beaten Lu Shen acted like nothing happened.

He stared at the back of his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"His Royal Highness, the little one is here to take you back to the Thirteen Heavens."

While following her words, he half-kneeled by the sofa, raised his hand to pin her messy hair behind her ears, and spoke in an unusually gentle tone.

The girl reacted to his words, and slowly raised her head, staring at him with misty eyes, and said instead: "Liar, I can't go back."

Lu Shen fastened the loose button of her collar, and asked lightly, "Why can't you go back? Didn't I come to pick you up?"

But he couldn't bear to go to the sky, so he had to take her home.

The drunk little girl was still very easy to deceive, she tilted her head and began to reason with him: "That's no good, what should Lu Shen do if I leave? I still want to make him happy!"

Lu Shen remembered that many years ago, when he took Luo Miao to the psychological clinic, she said that she hoped that Lu Shen would always be happy.

Didn't expect to remember it now.

He hugged Luo Miao, curled his lips and said: "Then send you back to Lu Shen's side, he will cry without you."