I, Sand Sculpture Shou, fall in love [Quick Transmigration]

He Jia opened his eyes, feeling dizzy for a moment.

He covered his head for a long time, and finally relieved from the discomfort of jumping from the novel.

He slowly remembered that he had completed a plot not long ago, and seemed to have met a pretty good person, but when he thought about it again, his mind went blank.

He Jia knew that this was a passive skill of the fast-traveling game. The fast-traveling game was afraid that the employees would be nostalgic and affect the work progress, so this "brainwashing" function was specially equipped. Every time the employees crossed, it was like being reincarnated and reincarnated, forgetting the past.

He noticed that the surroundings were lush and green. Looking around, there were trees and flowers all around. Not far away stood a big villa, which looked very valuable.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a staff member came out of the trees and rushed over to pull him.

"Come on, let's go to the plot, Gong is getting impatient!"

Before he had time to ask questions, He Jia was quickly dragged into the big villa by the staff.

There was a man standing in the lobby of the villa.

"Jian Shao, people are here."

The staff member greeted that person like a dog, and then poked He Jia: "This is Jian Qiu, the tyrant in this book."

He Jiale: "I can see that he is the overlord."

Jian Qiu's position is very ingenious, just standing in the light of the sun shining in from the window, allowing the sun to divide her face into light and dark.

Not a senior overlord, absolutely no such operation.

Jian Qiu glanced at him sideways, and He Jia reached out to greet him: "Hi! Boss!"

After seeing him clearly, Jian Qiu's cold expression gradually broke, and he asked the staff: "Is this the marriage canary you found for me?"

Seeing his contemptuous expression, He Jia suddenly became angry, lit a cigarette and sprayed him with a smile: "What's wrong, I'm a canary, can't I?"

Jian Qiu: "..."

He Jia was taken to an upstairs room by the staff and said that it was the bedroom you lived in during this time.

Along the way, the staff briefed him on the current situation, and He Jia finally understood it. It turned out that this was a book about a dog blood bully. In order to please Jian Qiu and marry him, a certain president's family sent their pampered young son to him. Married in the past.

According to the setting of the plot, Jian Qiu and the young son went from hating each other to being lingering. They kept the delicate and soft young master at home and vowed to protect him for the rest of his life.

The reason why Jian Qiu is so resentful is that the author put the writing pit in Chapter 2, and just about to write that the youngest son was sent to Jian Qiu's house, he broke off and ran away!

He Jia understood quite well: "The canary theme is no longer popular, let me guess if the author went to write about three and a half years old?"

staff member:"……"

Jian Qiu, as Gong who has awakened his self-awareness, was extremely furious, and He Jia expressed that he could understand his thoughts very well: he was aggrieved when he was left without a good partner.

So He Jia said: "I see, I will do whatever that canary does. My daily plot is to cook for him, talk to him, and make him happy. The side plot is to throw him occasionally. Enhance the relationship, right?"

The staff nodded with black lines all over their heads: "...you are right in saying that."

After being affirmed by the staff, He Jia came to the kitchen and started cooking for Jian Qiu.

His cooking has a peculiarity, human food goes in and devil's food comes out, green, red and yellow ingredients all turn black for some reason.The more He Jia cooked, the more trembling he felt, and suddenly he heard a sullen voice behind him: "What are you doing?"

He Jia scratched his head guiltily: "I'll poison you... um, no, I'll cook for you."

Jian Qiu looked at him with a cold face, and after a while he said, "Do you really think you can be my canary?"

He Jia turned around and looked at him meaningfully, until Jian Qiu frowned before saying, "In case you can't see it, I'm really a primate, not a bird."

Jian Qiu: "..."

He Jia looked at his speechless expression and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "Brother, don't be sad, we are all randomly assigned, let's finish the plot quickly, and you will be able to escape from this book. Yes, when the time comes, you can apply to be transferred to the General Administration, and look for the love of your life in other books."

Hearing this, Jian Qiu's eyes lit up, revealing expectations that did not meet the identity of the overlord: "So, I can go out too? I still have a chance to find a lover?"

"Yeah—as long as we can finish the story."

Jian Qiu looked at him and nodded with great determination: "Okay."

He Jia shook hands with him: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

He Jia's first plot was to cook for Jian Qiu, and Jian Qiu felt the familiar taste after eating these meals, which reminded him of the warmth of home.

The two sat at the dining table to eat, Jian Qiu's handsome face was wrinkled, and he asked He Jia for the umpteenth time: "Did you really do this on purpose?"

He Jia lowered his head in embarrassment.

After eating, Jian Qiu couldn't take it anymore, took out a huge cup from the cabinet, poured herself some wine, and murmured: "I have to be drunk to eat it..."

He Jia chuckled and asked, "How does my cooking taste?"

He was reminding him that it was time to speak his lines, and Jian Qiu had to say the phrase "the familiar taste in memory" to finish the plot.

Sure enough, Jian Qiu understood what he meant, and said, "It's a familiar smell in my memory. I think I must have gone to the eighteenth level of hell in my previous life."

"..."

He Jia and him looked at each other and couldn't help but burst out laughing, which seemed to have settled their suspicions, and the initial tense atmosphere had completely dissipated.