All for Rebirth [Quick Transmigration]

Lou Mansion.

The adjutant went upstairs to the study to report, "Director Cheng is here."

Shen Anling put down the telegram, "Please come in."

"Yes."

Downstairs in the living room.

Cheng Mengyi was talking to Song Pei there.

With legs crossed and a relaxed posture, Cheng Mengyi asked, "Did Mr. Feng come to Lou Mansion last night?"

Song Pei nodded, yes.

"I heard that it was Shen Shuai who deliberately turned back and brought you back, right?"

The word "deliberately" is a bit heavy, and the meaning is more obvious.

Song Pei thought for a while, then shook his head, he didn't know.

I knew she came back, but as for whether it was on purpose, I don't know.

Cheng Mengyi smiled, and slightly changed his posture, feeling oppressed spontaneously.

"Mr. Feng, or Miss Caiwei?"

Song Pei blinked, "What?"

Cheng Mengyi moved closer, leaned close to Song Pei's ear, and suppressed his voice, "The task of Caiwei..."

"Director Cheng!"

The adjutant arrived with a dark face and was very unhappy.

"Director Cheng is a family man, so he should know the word restraint, right?"

In particular, it is simply presumptuous to dare to be rude to the future wife.

Cheng Mengyi leaned back, smiling indifferently, "I didn't do anything, I just talked to Mr. Feng."

The adjutant's face was filled with displeasure.

Who are you deceiving?

Why do you have to talk so close?

Whisper?

I don't remember when Director Cheng and Mr. Feng had such a good friendship.

"Ji Yan, step back."

The adjutant looked up and saw Shen Anling coming down the stairs.

Without further ado, the order was executed immediately.

Well, we have to make room for Shen Shuai to play.

Shen Anling got down and first glanced at Song Pei.

Song Pei happened to meet her and blinked innocently twice.

It has nothing to do with me.

That's what this guy is talking about.

Shen Anling looked away.

I'll clean you up later.

Song Pei pursed his lips, okay.

Cheng Mengyi looked around between the two of them, and smiled, "I didn't expect Shuai Shen to hit it off with Mr. Feng very much."

Shen Anling ignored this, and only asked: "Director Cheng is here, is there any business?"

"No," Cheng Mengyi pressed the sofa and stood up, "I just came to talk to Mr. Feng, well, this is over, I should go back, Yue Qi is still waiting for me."

"Shuai Shen doesn't need to send it off, just stay."

He patted Shen Anling's shoulder twice, and Cheng Mengyi left.

Come strangely, go even more strangely.

There is no beginning and no end.

Hard to guess.

Shen Anling lowered her eyes, thoughtful.

The adjutant who left the scene saw that it was almost done, so he came back by himself.

Standing still behind Shen Anling, he asked, "Shen Shuai, do you want to check on her?"

"No need."

"but……"

"Leave tomorrow morning and return to Beicheng."

The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, "Yes, Shuai Shen."

"You, come with me."

After saying this, Shen Anling turned around and went upstairs.

The adjutant winked at Song Pei, hurry up.

It's rare for Shen Shuai to be so upbeat.

Song Pei squeezed his fingers.

Well, let's go.

The library on the second floor.

Song Pei stood at the door, knocking on the door, very polite.

After getting the consent, Song Pei opened the door and went in, and closed the door behind him.

Shen Anling didn't even look up.

People are busy.

A gun, disassembled and reinstalled, the action is smooth and smooth, and it is highly ornamental.

Song Pei applauded very face-saving.

Well, very good.

So lovely.

Shen Anling pressed the corner of her mouth, put the gun on the table, "Come here."

Song Pei walked forward and walked to the table.

Shen Anling pushed the gun forward, "Hold it."

Song Pei looked at the gun, then at Shen Anling, unable to understand.

"why?"

Shen Anling raised her eyes, "What do you think?"

I thought?

Song Pei looked down as he rubbed his toes on the floor.

What can I think?

Send me a gun and let me think.

Song Pei shook his head, I don't know, I can't figure it out.

Or you tell me.

Shen Anling stood up, walked around the table, and walked to Song Pei's side.

Pull Song Pei with one hand and the gun with the other.

Putting the gun in Song Pei's hand, he folded his hands and held them together.

"Save yourself."

Song Pei looked into her eyes, they were dark and deep, and there were emotions she couldn't understand hidden in them.

Protect yourself?

Song Pei couldn't figure it out.

Shen Anling, what does this mean?

Moreover, yesterday and today, Shen Anling seemed a little bit wrong.

Obviously, she was the one who asked herself to go over last night.

When I woke up this morning, it was as if what happened last night never happened.

Also a bit disgusting.

Song Pei didn't understand.

The fingertips rubbed against the gun, the cold touch, and the warmth covering the back of the hand, there are two worlds of ice and fire.

It was similar to Shen Anling's attitude.

After dinner in the evening, Shen Anling didn't show up, and Song Pei was alone at the dinner table.

Not even the adjutant.

very boring.

After a few casual bites, Song Pei went back to the room to wash up and get ready for bed.

Lying on the bed, Song Pei held up the gun and watched.

The pitch-black body of the gun is the same as Shen Anling's eyes.

Tired of lifting, he put the gun under his pillow and slept on his side.

Hey, no hugs tonight.

I have to sleep by myself.

Sighing, he turned his lower body again, from outward to inward.

Go to sleep.

I don't know how long I've been asleep, but I'm dazed anyway, as if someone climbed onto the bed and clings to my back, and the small movements become more presumptuous and sticky.

Song Pei mumbled a name unconsciously, "Xi Qinglan..."

The small movement that falls on the body is just a meal.

After the pause, Song Pei woke up.

Was bitten awake.

Throat bone, it hurts.

Opening his eyes, Song Pei saw clearly the person on top of him, puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Didn't sleep most of the night.

It also ran over and bit people, it was broken.

Shen Anling didn't care about her thoughts, bent down straight, and bit her chin again.

Song Pei gasped in pain.

What are you doing!

Shen Anling didn't reply, but hugged the person under her tightly in her arms.

As if treating a lost treasure.

Song Pei was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, so he stretched out his hand and patted her on the back twice.

Too heavy.

I'm going to be crushed to death by you.

Then the sound next to the ear, which seemed to be crying, turned into a laugh.

Crying with a smile, "Little liar."

Song Pei frowned and corrected her, "I'm not a little liar."

"You are."

You are my little liar.

Song Pei pinched her shoulder and made her stand up.

Shen Anling didn't move, so he pretended he didn't hear it.

"You're like this, I'm going to be angry."

"mad at me?"

"correct."

"why?"

"Because you treated me badly."

"Am I bad to you?"

Before Song Pei could return, he started talking to himself.

Yes, you are right.

I am far from good enough to you.

Song Pei rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to her at all.

The man started again.

His temper changed every day, and he even said some nonsense.

Shen Anling rubbed Song Pei in his arms, so hard that he was strangling him.

I can't wait to make two people into one.

Song Pei was in pain from being strangled by her.

People don't listen to what they say, just fight, and people don't feel it.

Gritting your teeth, okay, play with me, right?

He touched under the pillow with his backhand, and took out the gun, pointing the muzzle at Shen Anling's shoulder.

"let me go."

Shen Anling's body froze, but she still didn't let go.

Just loosen up a little.

His chin rested on Song Pei's shoulder, and there was pain in his voice.

"Are you pointing a gun at me?"

Song Pei paused.

Her heart hurts.

It seemed that he couldn't hear this person's sadness.

It seems that the person is sad, and she is even more sad.

He pursed his lips, his hands became loose, and he couldn't hold the gun anymore.

The gun hit the bed without making any sound.

"who are you?"

This person is not Shen Anling.

She is sure.

The person on the body got up a little bit, eye to eye.

"Who do you think I am?"

Song Pei opened his mouth, there was a name, and he couldn't restrain himself from popping it out.

"Jiang Han."

Jumped out, and my head hurt.

The pain is unbearable.

His face was pale and pale, and his lips had no color.

Shen Anling lowered his head and touched her lips.

"Liar liar."

Don't worry, I'm here.

Song Pei couldn't hear it.

I feel very uncomfortable.

My mind was in chaos, as if someone had cut it with scissors.

It jumped directly from one section to another, which made Song Pei want to cry.

There were only some fragmentary words that could not be more fragmentary, which sounded indistinctly.

"where are we going……"

"go home."

……

"Every word I say...you have to believe it"

"Ah."

……

"With me here, don't be afraid."

……

Don't worry, I'm here.

don't cry...

"Don't cry."

Shen Anling raised his hand, touched her face, and gently wiped away the tears.

Song Pei blinked, did I cry?

Why are you crying?

Small kisses, one after another, fell on her eyelids.

With infinite tenderness.

Song Pei raised his head and accepted it.

Lips and tongues are intertwined, and there are many things exchanged.

Song Pei thought, maybe she was broken.

Otherwise, Shen Anling was broken.

Well, and the system.

More likely, they're all broken.

No one is complete.

Memory and body, neither one is complete.

However, the night is complete.

There is enough time to accommodate two incomplete people.

The eyelashes trembled, and there was a big teardrop hanging on it.

Shining in the dark, faintly, with a little ambiguity.

It wasn't until the sun came out in the morning that he hid this ambiguity.

The adjutant stood outside the door, feeling very complicated.

Hey, my Shen Shuai, I always say one thing and do another, what should I do?

During the day, my attitude towards people is not only bland, but also salty, but at night, it changes.

Oh, this sticky.

Last night, I called someone into my room.

It's all right tonight, just run to someone else's house by yourself.

Hey, forget it, anyway, I'm going back to Beicheng today, so let's leave this matter to the handsome and the old man.

I'm an adjutant myself, so don't worry about it so much.

In the room.

Shen Anling moved, but didn't move anymore.

Opening his eyes and looking at the past, half of his body was pressed down by someone.

The person who was pressed was soundly asleep, and he didn't wake up even shaking.

Opening his mouth, Shen Anling wanted to call someone, but found that his voice was hoarse.

Throat slipped, but fortunately, not swollen.

Doubts arose in my mind.

Why is your voice hoarse?

And this place doesn't seem to be her room.

Also, what is going on with this person...

This is the second time.

He pressed his forehead and collected his thoughts.

The strength in the hand was a little stronger, and it was easy to dial the person down.

It also woke people up by the way.

Song Pei was so sleepy that he rubbed his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Tossing at night and not letting me sleep in the morning.

It's not over yet.

Shen Anling glanced at her, endlessly.

Song Pei rolled his eyes.

Forget it.

If you don't remember, I don't care about it with you.

hum.

The adjutant waited and waited, and finally the two of them came out.

After waiting for the two of them, they washed slowly, ate their meals, packed up, and respectfully boarded the car. It was almost noon.

Shen Anling was sullen and unhappy.

Song Pei ignored her.

If you are not happy, you are not happy, she is not happy yet.

It's like this every morning, I'm not allowed to go to bed early, I'm so sleepy.

The adjutant quietly observed the atmosphere in the back seat, thought for a while, um, let's just pretend that he doesn't exist.

Well, anyway, I will be in Beicheng soon.