He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

In the spacious and bright office, Fu Dongxin and Mo Xinyuan sat together and looked at each other. A high-end desktop computer was placed in front of them.

Although Mo Xinyuan hasn't played games very much in recent years, he still plays some popular games in his spare time, but his skills are not as skilled as before.

It is even more difficult to lead Fu Dongxin in this way. Apart from some simple skills, he also has to take care of the rankings of the two of them. As long as they are out of ten, he will not be frozen to death by Fu Dongxin's eyes, and he will also be stared at.

After being double killed again.

"Forget it, you can go back." Fu Dongxin put down the mouse in his hand, took a sip from the water glass: "You find Ruan Junpei for me."

Mo Xinyuan seemed to have received an amnesty. He is not very keen on games now, and he can get by playing a few games. After playing for a long time, his eyes are sore.

As for that boy Ruan Junpei, he has always eaten games as a meal, so it is most appropriate to leave this drudgery to him.

So, Mo Xinyuan made a phone call and exchanged himself.

It has to be said that Ruan Junpei's professional strength is much higher than that of Mo Xinyuan, at least with Fu Dongxin, he can fight till the end.

When Fu Dongxin saw the phrase "Good luck, chicken tonight" on the screen, he felt relieved a lot, called his assistant to make two cups of coffee, and then began to learn from the other party seriously.

"Remember, magnification is very important. The difference between the winning rate of [-]x and quadruple is not one point or two." Ruan Junpei crossed his legs, leaned back on the swivel chair, and taught his own way of the game: "And In a team like ours, after you kill someone, don't lick the bag, because maybe his teammates are already waiting for you in a corner..."

"The most important thing is to go to the back. The poisonous gas spreads quickly. You must enter the safe area with the poisonous gas. Don't shoot when you see people. It is best to let others bite dogs. If someone shoots, you must listen clearly. The gun Where did the sound come from—, speaking of which, it’s really nice to pick up a dick.”

Fu Dongxin has been playing for almost a day, and he is getting used to it a little bit. Now, with the theories Ruan Junpei said, he is very confident that tonight, he will not be delayed again!

"However, Brother Dong." Ruan Junpei usually called Fu Dongxin like this when he was not serious: "Didn't you never play games before? Why did you suddenly start diving, because of your brother-in-law?"

He watched the live broadcast yesterday and knew that Tang Song was broadcasting this game recently.

"Want to die?" Fu Dongxin got up from the desktop computer and began to organize the things on the desk: "Next time I invite you to dinner, hurry up and leave now."

"Tsk, kill the donkey." Ruan Junpei also got up from the chair, straightened the slightly messy skirt, and walked out of the door slowly.

In the days of late autumn, the sky dimmed very quickly. Even if it was only five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was already gray, as if it was covered by scenes one by one. The lights on the edge of the city were arranged neatly, illuminating the rough road early.

Tang Song had a premonition that he was about to leave, and the guilt in his heart began to surge like a tide, layer after layer, and could not stop for a long time.

While shopping in the supermarket, I was still remembering Fu Dongxin's favorite dishes.

It was also at this time that he realized that he hadn't observed and understood the other party much at all. He couldn't even think of what Fu Dongxin liked to eat for a long time. in his head.

Obviously, he said that he wants to make people happy.

In the end, he was the one who paid the least.

There are a lot of items on the shelves, including melons, fruits and vegetables. After thinking about it, Tang Song still made a phone call.

The other side answered quickly: "What's the matter?" Even the tone of voice was extremely gentle.

Tang Song felt more and more uncomfortable: "I'm in the supermarket now, what do you want to eat?"

Fu Dongxin turned on the hands-free phone, put it on the co-pilot next to her, and then turned the steering wheel in her hand: "Wait for me to get off, I'll be right over."

"You came here from the company? No need. Just tell me,"

"I came back early today and left the company very early. You are in the supermarket near the community, wait for me for 10 minutes." Fu Dongxin stepped on the gas pedal silently, and increased the speed: "You go to the snacks first Go shopping, I will look at the dishes, good boy."

"Be good, tell me what you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." Tang Song pushed the shopping cart, taking some fresh-looking vegetables or meat from the shelf from time to time.

Half of the originally spacious shopping cart disappeared in one go.

When Fu Dongxin saw him, Tang Song was still talking to a shopping lady, and she approached and listened carefully, asking if the supermarket sold cookbooks.

Shaking his head helplessly, he hung up the phone and stepped forward to take the shopping cart: "There are so many things, isn't it tiring to push?"

Tang Song was taken aback, and wanted to punch him out, but withdrew his hand halfway, and his face was not very good-looking: "You want to scare me to death, let me just say it."

Fu Dongxin thought that she had really scared him, so she quickly held his face and asked in a hurried tone, ignoring other people's gazes: "Are you really scared? I will pay attention to it in the future, don't do it anymore, you now Is it better..."

Tang Song was originally guilty and in a bad mood, but now, looking at his unconscious words, Fu Dong could be so anxious, he quickly pulled his hand from his face and held it: "I lied to you, no."

Fu Dongxin let out a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing we all wore masks, and I was dressed like an old man, otherwise I would be recognized and I wouldn't even be able to buy food."

Fu Dongxin was dragged away by him, and he didn't say that the people in this supermarket generally recognize him. After all, they all belong to a community. This place is far away from the city center. If they can live here, people who come to this supermarket basically look down on him. this identity.

Of course, it is unavoidable that there are people who really like him, but they have seen a lot of him in reality, and there is no sense of novelty.

"You look good dressed like this, you don't look like an old man at all." Fu Dongxin kept her mouth very sweet in front of Tang Song, "I like everything you look like."

"Do you know what you look like like this?" Tang Song said, "Like the last time I watched one of your movies, you confessed to the heroine and proposed marriage."

In that movie, the person in front of him also had such an affectionate expression, the words he said were almost the same as now, even the sparkling things in his eyes were the same.

Fu Dongxin was stunned for a second when he heard the words, so short that people wouldn't notice at all. He always forgets what he is acting, and he never thought that he could say those few words unconsciously.

"Because those words are what I want to say to my true lover."

"In my eyes, you look good no matter what you do." Fu Dongxin took a box of chocolates and put them in the car: "Since you said you proposed, do you want to?"

"You turned the topic too fast, right?" Tang Song was speechless: "Besides, don't you suspect that I'm jealous?"

"Then are you jealous?"

Tang Song shook his head.

Fu Dongxin went on to say: "I don't even remember what that woman looked like. I didn't know who I said that to at the time, but now I know, it was to you. So, are you jealous of yourself?"

"..." Tang Song looked at him for a while, and suddenly there was heat on his face, and he knew how his face should turn red. He quickly turned away and said as if to cover up: "The car is full, let's go back Bar?"

"Xiaoge, you haven't said whether you want to or not."

Fu Dongxin still looked at him with gentle eyes. That was probably when he was the most anxious, but he had mentioned this question. If he didn't ask it again, it would be a huge loss.

Tang Song hesitated, his eyes were a little erratic, he lowered his eyes, looked at the porcelain white floor tiles, his lips were tightly pressed together, forming a straight line, a little white.

【Say yes, say yes, leave early. ] Candy saw Tang Song's entanglement, worried that he was stuck here, and couldn't help urging: 【Do you still want to eat his dream?Human beings eat too much, have you forgotten the taste of sweet dreams? 】

【Want to eat! 】

Fu Dongxin's gaze never turned away from him. Seeing his reaction at this moment, it was a lie in his heart to say that he didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, he felt that the place was pinched in the palm of his hand, rubbed round and flattened. , His brows were wrinkled in pain.

But he still chuckled and said, "It's getting late today, I'll ask you next time, you can't run away anyway."

Run and catch it.

In this life, they will be mixed together no matter what.

"Yes." Tang Song said: "Don't act like you're going to die, go back quickly."

[The happiness index is 5, and the current total is 100. 】

Like a frozen lake, a ray of sunlight suddenly breaks through the frozen surface, revealing the soft water flowing underneath.

The hands of the two glued together tightened even more.

Tang Song has always been good at eating, if he really wants to make something, he can't eat it himself.

In the end, Fu Dongxin was still in charge of cooking a table of his favorite dishes, with small desserts as a bonus.

After eating and packing up, it was time for the live broadcast. Fu Dongxin practiced all day during the day, and all she wanted was to play with Tang Song at night, sticking to him, saying that she wanted to play double row.

Tang Song knew that he was going to leave this dream tonight, so naturally everything followed him.

So the fans who were waiting to be fed, actually heard the live show of love between the two idols, and their hearts were surging. There were exclamation marks in the barrage, and they thought it couldn't express their excitement.

It's only been two days since the live broadcast, and Tang Song is about to leave. Although this place is all illusory, he still doesn't want to part with it.

It's just that he attributed this kind of reluctance to normal feelings. After getting along for so long, living things are rich in emotions, and he is no exception.

Moreover, since he has already developed such emotions about this place, it means that he must leave as soon as possible, and he cannot let himself be trapped in this illusory and unrealistic dream.

Obviously, it was just the food he dreamed of.

From the supermarket, Fu Dongxin noticed that he was not in the right mood. From time to time, she had to look at his expression, and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart. After the initial ecstasy faded away, all that remained was a panicky emptiness.

The live broadcast has been closed.

He couldn't wait to hug Tang Song, like an insecure child, his deep eyes were black and dark, which made people shudder, and the strong love and anxiety in his heart clamored to possess the other party.

"Tomorrow, how about tomorrow?" Tang Song said, "It's late today, let's rest first."

He pressed Fu Dongxin's hand that was lingering on his body, whispered softly, with a soft tone like a feather, and promised a tomorrow that he could not keep.

Fu Dongxin was coaxed by him, pressed against him, her voice hoarse: "Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow."

The light at the head of the bed fell on the bed, softening Fu Dongxin's sculpted tough side face. Tang Song kissed the latter's tall nose and said to Tang Tang:

[Let's go. 】