It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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After today's live broadcast was over, Song Heming quickly turned into a human form and set the big local tyrant as a house manager.

As for those who kept scolding him, Song Heming didn't intend to pay any attention to them.

It's just that he doesn't plan to pay attention to it, but it doesn't mean that the local tyrant is willing to just watch Song Heming being scolded all the time.

The local tyrant had just been promoted to a housing manager, and he immediately silenced all the people who were blacks before.

Song Heming looked at the series of prompts, and was a little confused.

——At this time, the live broadcast is over, and those black people who have been chasing Song Heming have also left. Did the local tyrants write down the people one by one or turn through the chat records to silence them?This is also... so dedicated!

Song Heming wanted to give that rich man an orange cat.Judging by his love for orange cats, that cat should be treated well.

Song Heming thought for a while, and typed directly in the live broadcast room: Thank you.

Tuhao: This is what I should do.

There are still people who have not left in the live broadcast room, and they can't help but click 666 when they see this.

Song Heming couldn't help coughing lightly.

I didn't expect people in this world to be so cute.

He thanked me again and said: My eyes have been healed, and I will return all the money you gave me before when I have a chance. I wrote down the names of the people who gave me rewards from Alipay. If you donate on the website, you can come to me and tell me your name.

When he sent out these words, those who sincerely tipped him were taken aback, and several messages appeared on the bullet screen.

[Oh, no need, actually, you can release such a cute orange cat for us to suck, I am already very satisfied]

[I only paid a few dozen dollars, it’s nothing to me, UP doesn’t have to pay back]

[This is all voluntary]

Looking at the bullet screens they brushed, Song Heming laughed dumbfounded.

He thought for a while, and said: Fans of Big Orange, I have applied for a penguin group, and those who have donated before can enter the group with the screenshot of the reward, no matter how much it is, I will ask you when the time comes Address, where I sent you gifts.

Sure enough, after saying this, those cuties who had refused before became excited immediately.

[What gift?expect】

[Could it be the egg picture of Big Orange? 】

[Strongly request to take a picture of a big orange egg as a gift]

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming silently pretended not to see those comments, and directly sent out the group number that he had applied for. It didn't take long for more than [-] people to apply to join.

After all, he has turned off the broadcast now, and it is quite good to have more than 20 people joining, and it should be fine to repeat this matter in the next few days.

Early the next morning, Song Heming got up and received a call from Jing Ran.

Jing Ran said, "I'm at your door."

Song Heming woke up almost instantly. He got up from the bed and opened the door without even washing his face. Seeing Jing Ran standing outside the door, Song Heming coughed softly: "I just woke up, I haven't had time yet. Wash up, wait for me." Saying that, she quickly entered the bathroom.

Jing Ran's eyes turned around the whole room, seeing that Song Heming in the bathroom didn't seem to pay attention to him, and suddenly called softly: "Meow~"

However, there was no reaction in the room at all.

The cute big orange in the live broadcast room seemed to have evaporated and did not appear in Song Heming's home.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when the broadcast was closed last night, and this cat should indeed be raised by Song Heming, so why didn't it show up?

Could it be that he is still sleeping?

But the room is so cramped, and there is no place for the cat to sleep.

Jing Ran searched the room expressionlessly, but only saw a few cat hairs.

After a while, Song Heming came out.

Song Heming wiped his face and said, "Why are you here so early?"

"Come here to give you money." Jing Ran said, and handed the card to Song Heming, "This is the [-] you mentioned earlier."

"Ah...thank you!" Song Heming borrowed the money with both hands, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.The atmosphere was slightly tense for a while, Song Heming asked, "You came here so early, have you had breakfast?"

Well Ran: "No."

"Then I'll take you to breakfast first." Song Heming said, turning around to change clothes.

His house is only seventy square meters, the living room and the bedroom are in the same room, so of course he changed his clothes in front of Jing Ran.

But Song Heming didn't care much about these things, he took off his shirt directly.

Jing Ran stood at the side, originally looking for the cat, but when he saw Song Heming's crisp and neat movements, he was slightly taken aback, his eyes were glued to Song Heming's body and he couldn't let go.

I have to say that Song Heming is indeed good-looking.

His facial features are of the relatively small and delicate type, his cheeks are slightly fleshy, and although his body is a little thin, his skin is very white and looks delicate and smooth, like a porcelain doll, which makes people want to hold him in his arms love.

Jing Ran squeezed her fingers, restraining her urge to go forward and pinch Song Heming's cheek.

Song Heming quickly changed his clothes, took his wallet, put the card Jing Ran gave him into it, and said cheerfully, "Let's go, let's go out for breakfast together."

"Okay." The corner of Jing Ran's mouth ticked slightly.

When the two went out, Song Heming said, "You should have time today, right?"

"En." Jing Ran nodded.

"How about...go to my house after breakfast? Let's have dinner together at noon." Song Heming suggested.

Jing Ran said: "Yes."

Song Heming had already said before that his sister wanted to meet him.

But when he thought about meeting his parents soon, Jing Ran felt a little nervous for no reason.

Song Heming on the side didn't think so much.

Jing Ran is already his "lover" who is recognized by the setting, so he just stays like this, as to whether a certain idiot followed him, and who he has become, he will always know in the future.

Song Heming had breakfast with Jing Ran, and then took Jing Ran's car to the residence of Song Yuan and Sang Cui.

After knocking on the door for a while, Sang Cui came to open the door.

Originally, Sang Cui was going to have an operation next week, but because she didn't like the hospital very much and had some psychological burden, she planned to delay going to the hospital until Friday.

And Song Yuan has to go to work today and is not at home.

When she saw the person behind Song Heming, she was slightly taken aback: "Heming, this is...?"

"He is the person I am dating now, and he is also the person who lent us money before." Song Heming said, going to pour water for the well.

"It's you..." Sang Cui said, standing up, she was very enthusiastic about Jing Ran, she looked at Jing Ran with a trace of joy in her eyes, "I didn't expect you to be together... In fact, He Ming has liked you for a long time Well, I wanted to confess to you, but I stopped me..."

"He liked me a long time ago?" Jing Ran was slightly taken aback.

"Yeah, didn't he tell you about this?" Sang Cui didn't expect it either.

"...have we met before?"

"Of course." Sang Cui nodded. Seeing Jing Ran's confused look, she hesitated for a while, and smiled, "Let Heming tell you about this later. What do you want for lunch? I will cook for you myself."

"No need, I heard from Heming that you are sick, so don't work too hard, I can cook with Heming." Jing Ran followed the example of kindness, and began to use 'Heming' to address Song Heming.

"What's so tiring." Sang Cui waved her hand.

While the two were talking, Song Heming also poured water and walked to Jing Ran. He handed Jing Ran a cup of warm water. Seeing that Jing Ran was looking at him rightly, he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I heard from your mother that you liked me before?" Jing Ran asked.

Song Heming was a little embarrassed.

Song Heming himself doesn't remember those things in the past, so how could he tell Jing Ran now?

He said vaguely, "It's all in the past..."

"I want to hear it." Jing Ran said.

"...Let's talk about it later." Song Heming waved his hand.

Jing Ran's appearance was obviously mistaken for shyness by Jing Ran, the corners of Jing Ran's mouth slightly raised, and he said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll tell me later."

Song Heming thought blankly, I will make you forget about this in the future.

After all, Sang Cui was ill, and Song Heming took the burden of cooking.

Song Heming took Jing Ran out to buy vegetables together: "What do you like to eat?"

Jing Ran: "As long as it is made by you, I love to eat it."

Song Heming: "...you are pretty good at talking."

Song Heming didn't know much about the kitchen, so he walked around the supermarket with Jing Ran for half an hour, and bought some ingredients that looked normal, but he was a little confused when he entered the kitchen.As the young master of the Jing family, Jing Ran has never been in the kitchen. The two of them studied for a long time, and finally it was Sang Cui who could not help but help, and finally made a meal.

At noon, Song Yuan hurriedly prepared to come back to cook, and when she opened the door, she saw so many people in the house, she exclaimed: "Ah, I didn't expect that there are guests at home, if I knew about it, I would have come back earlier."

As she spoke, she saw Jing Ran with a look of astonishment on her face, she glanced at Song Heming next to her.

Song Heming nodded slightly.

Song Yuan said: "Hello."

Sang Cui doesn't know Jing Ran's identity very well, but Song Yuan does!

I didn't expect such a powerful person to actually come to my house for dinner...

Song Yuan looked around the house, thinking that fortunately she and Sang Cui were diligent and cleaned the room frequently, otherwise it would be a joke.

Jing Ran nodded, as a greeting.

Song Yuan smiled, put down the bag in her hand, washed her hands and sat opposite Song Heming, side by side with Sang Cui.

She glanced at Jing Ran, saw that Jing Ran was serving Song Heming food in a serious manner, and the behavior of the two of them seemed very intimate, so she couldn't help asking: "Heming, you two...?"

With food in his mouth, Song Heming didn't have a chance to answer, so Jing Ran said first, "Couples."

Song Yuan's eyes widened immediately.

Her brother's unrequited love for such a long time finally has a result? !

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This story should be of a warmer kind. If you don’t like this little story, you can just skip it and see you in the next little story~ I love you all!