[Quick Transmigration] On the Feasibility of Pet Cute and Straight Men

Ignoring all kinds of eyes in the room, Qi Lan walked straight towards the uncle with his long legs.Standing in front of him, Qi Lan's height of 1.8 meters makes him extremely short.Looking down from the top, the gap between the momentum of the two is obvious.

"You, who are you..." the uncle raised his head and stretched his neck and asked.Even he himself didn't realize that his voice trembled slightly, like a herbivore on the grassland meeting a ferocious and ruthless forager.

Qi Lan didn't answer, put his hands in his trouser pockets, still staring at his uncle fiercely.

The uncle shifted his gaze towards the man in front of him guiltily, and said forcefully, "This is my nephew's ward, what can I do, sir?" The implication of the uncle's words was: Who are you, the old Han family? Your own business, what are you doing here, a stranger?

This is the first time for Han Mu to be so disappointed with the uncle in front of him. In his memory, the grand and broad-chested uncle seems to have been forced to an unknown corner by the years and trivial life. young man.

"He's the grandson grandma just recognized." Han Mu couldn't help reminding softly.

"Why don't I know?" The uncle's heart tightened, and he argued.Turning to look at Grandma Han with a frustrated face, he said, "Mom? When did you recognize a grandson? Ha ha."

Qi Lan still had no expression on his face, but his clenched fists turned white showed the person's true thoughts at the moment.Han Mu glanced lightly at his uncle's family, silently walked away from the battlefield, and shrank to his grandma, holding her hand comfortingly.

Han Mu is indeed the person who knows Qi Lan best, not one of them.Hearing an exclamation, Qi Lan had already pulled his uncle by the collar, lifting him to the same height as himself... The uncle blushed, and stared tremblingly at Qi Lan's dark pupils.

Jack coughed, turned his head silently, and took the initiative to close the door of the ward and locked it behind him. He didn't know if he was afraid of being seen by others, or he didn't give this superb family any chance to leave.After doing all this, Jack still couldn't bear to watch the brutal scene in front of him. It's too violent, okay?That middle-aged man... After being pulled up, his feet kicked in the air, just like the corpse of a woman who hanged herself on TV...

...Why can Mao Yi Qianhan have such great strength?Jackson felt a bit pained, and he suddenly felt... Yi Qianhan's attitude towards him was still very warm.Thinking of this, Jack couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at the waist of Han Mu... cough, light a row of wax for Xiaoshou... (candle) (candle)

"I don't hit women." Qi Lan's voice was unusually calm, without even a trace of anger. Compared with his movements, the contrast was very strong.

The uncle was still kicking his legs, panting heavily when he heard the words, and said with difficulty: "You... a gangster! You are breaking the law, do you know?"

rogue?

Qi Lan looked at his uncle carefully from top to bottom with a mentally ill look in his eyes, and said with disgust in his words: "You think too much."

Han Mu couldn't help turning his face away.

Everyone present, including the little aunt who was hiding aside, was also stunned.Does this man mean what they imagined?

Uncle collapsed: "What are you going to do? What do you say? I'm about to be strangled to death!!"

Qi Lan's expression remained the same, as usual: "My father died a long time ago." What kind of "Lao Tzu" did he call himself, and did he just call some names casually?hold head high?

Everyone: "..." Brother, how did your brain grow?Is there grass in it?

Just a second before the uncle passed out completely, Qi Lan finally showed mercy: "Are you asking me what I want?" The uncle nodded like a chicken, and in front of this unreasonable man in front of him , Dignity, face, all of them are just floating clouds.

What he is looking for now...is just a quick solution.tt.

Qi Lan let go unexpectedly, and his uncle was hit on the ground with a "duang" sound. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a fist as strong as a meteorite slammed into his right eye, and he "ow!" He covered his eyes with a sound, and the stimulated eyes reflexively flowed out physiological tears, and then he heard that startling voice in a trance:

"I've said it before, I just... hit you." There was a little helplessness in the tone, as if to say, "I told you before, why do you still ask? Still ask? Then beat you~"

Grandma Han stared dumbfounded at her newly acquainted soft, cute and warm new grandson, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief... It's too cruel, is it right?Han Mu silently patted the old lady's hand to express his sincere comfort.

It's just that the unilateral abuse on the field is not over yet, Qi Lan pulled his uncle's collar and carefully looked at the opponent's eyes, feeling a bit annoyed with obsessive-compulsive disorder, why does he feel that the blackness of his right eye is not symmetrical at all!

In this case, he will... help people to the end, and send Buddha to the west.

In Zhang Cuiping's horrified eyes, her usually upright husband groaned and fell to the ground in pain, covering his other eye.The ferocious man withdrew his hand, looked at it condescendingly, nodded in satisfaction, stepped over his husband, and left with Shi Shiran, who had already tidied up Han Mu and his party.

Oh, of course, in the end Han Mu turned his head, showing the same cold smile as that day again, and said inexplicably, "Auntie, from now on, grandma will be taken care of by us, you... Take care."

Zhang Cuiping hugged her son and stared blankly at the backs of the group of people going away.Looking down at her husband who was still rolling on the ground, she shivered.

Okay, so scary... Zhang Cuiping touched the goosebumps that popped up on her arms one by one, wondering if it was her illusion, if this happened again... maybe the result would not be like this.

Inexplicably, the man's cold eyes that glanced at her inadvertently appeared in his mind, and he fell into the ice cellar instantly.

"Cuiping, Cuiping... Come and take a look, are my eyes broken?" The uncle's weak voice came over, calling back Zhang Cuiping's erratic consciousness, thinking of her husband's cowardly behavior just now , She was so angry that she muttered angrily, "It's called a soul", and went to her husband's side according to her words, pulled his hand away, and checked his injury.

Han Zihao regained his senses from the panic, and a wave of admiration for the strange man just appeared in his heart unconsciously. He ran to the balcony to look down. Since the ward was on the third floor, he could clearly see a group of people. silhouette of man.Han Zihao blinked, blinked again, and suddenly rushed back to the ward again, shouting: "Mom, mom! Come and see! The car that grandma and the others are riding... is a Rolls-Royce Phantom!" The logo of planting a car is his favorite game with his friends.

Zhang Cuiping was taken aback, and went to the balcony according to his words. The black luxury car left only a faint back view, and many speculators excitedly took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the distant car...

Looking back at the room trembling and complaining that she didn't have a husband who came forward to save her just now, Zhang Cuiping suddenly felt bored.

Jack was driving the car, Qi Lan, Han Mu and Grandma Han were sitting in the back seat, and two flower-like beauties (...) accompanied the old lady on the left and the right, Qi Lan seemed to be divided. At one time, she regained her cuteness and cuteness before, and took Grandma Han's hand and said warmly, "Grandma, please live with us."

"There is also a stupid cat named Xiaohua at home." Qi Lan raised his head and gave Han Mu a meaningful look. "We are usually very busy with work, so why don't you help us take care of the kitten?"

Han Mu pretended to be dead expressionlessly.

"Oh, by the way, and in the yard, I don't like the flowers and plants. If you are free, help us take care of the yard, okay?"

The more he talked, the more he felt that his words made sense, Qi Lan nodded himself, and continued: "Besides, Ah Mu told me that he likes to eat the pickled fish that you cook the most... Sometimes he is even more greedy than Xiao Hua , especially difficult to raise, please help me, okay, grandma~~"

Han Mu: 囧rz...why is the hair so rippling?The wavy line is so ecstasy, there is wood...

Jack's hand on the steering wheel tightened, and he almost accidentally bumped into the car in front. It must not be his hallucination!He felt that he was so superfluous... so superfluous... What was the reason for this family's immediate feeling?

In fact, as expected of a human being who has experienced several worlds, Qi Lan has a good grasp of the old lady's mind. The thing that the elderly are most afraid of, apart from the signs of weakness coming from their bodies day by day, is more worried about other people— —Especially a little bit of disgust can be heard in the tone of the children.

Older people are like children, with self-esteem bursting on the one hand, and low self-esteem on the other hand.

When Grandma Han heard that there were so many things that needed her help, her eyes lit up, she ignored the weirdness in the other person's words, thought for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Will this...won't bother you?"

Ask like this at any time, but anyone can hear the little joy in the tone.

With a serious face, Qi Lan looked at the old lady and said, "Grandma, you promised me before that you would help me check it out. Well, you are old enough, it's time to find someone like Ah Mu to spend the rest of your life with." .”

Han Mu:==What is meant by "a person like him..."

The old lady's eyes lit up, and she nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay, grandma will help you check it out!" Suddenly thinking of something, the old lady turned her head and asked Han Mu with a serious expression, "Ah Mu, what about you?" nor?

Han Mu coughed, and blushes suddenly spread from his ears. He sneaked a glance at a man who was staring at him with piercing eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Grandma, well, I have someone I like too... It's just that people are a bit majestic... oh, no, a little violent..."

Grandma Han was terrified, and suddenly raised her voice a few times: "Majestic? Violent?"

"She, she won't hit you, will she?"

With a sudden brake, the people in the carriage fell forward uncontrollably.

Jack raised his hand weakly: "Yes, I'm sorry...I couldn't control it right away...haha."