The spare tire is broken [Quick Transmigration]

Qin Li's handsome face was so gloomy that it seemed that lightning and thunder would strike in the next second. Cheng Muyun stared at each other blankly, not knowing what would happen next.

Cheng Muyun: "System, progress bar."

"It didn't fall."

Very good, you can still win if you hold on.Cheng Muyun kept her character still, and was very anxious in her heart. She wished she could replace Qin Li and hug Song Jingchen in the princess's arms, and then give her another apologetic and distressed kiss.

Perhaps Cheng Muyun's anxiety really infected Qin Li.He bent down, and under Cheng Muyun's expectant gaze, he picked up Song Jingchen who had just been accidentally pushed to the ground by him, and put him in the empty seat beside him.

The movement is casual, as if just putting a suitcase on it.

Cheng Muyun: "..." It's over, he seems to have heard the whine of the progress bar.

However, everything was not over yet, Cheng Muyun was pulled up and walked out of the private room directly by his belt.

"Wait—" Yu Shaoning stood up in embarrassment and chased a few steps, but could only watch Qin Li and Cheng Muyun disappear.He stood at the door and watched the two disappear intimately, feeling a little empty and uncomfortable.

but……

He also had no reason to chase after him.

Yu Shaoning returned to the private room, sat down heavily, picked up the wine bottle on the table and blew on it.The people in the room were all interested in watching the excitement, and soon became high.

Not long after, Yu Shaoning was brought down.

Song Jingchen lived in Qin Li's house, so he naturally shouldered the important task of returning home for Yu Shaoning.He carried Yu Shaoning, called a taxi, and left him in the back seat.

Halfway through the car, Yu Shaoning, who was like a dead dog, seemed to have woken up a little, sat up and looked out the window and started talking to himself.

"I always feel that something is wrong. Qin Li can't do without Assistant Cheng at all... This can't be done, Assistant Cheng..."

Song Jingchen didn't seem to care what the drunk Yu Shaoning was saying, he was dazed, and after a long time, he suddenly asked.

"What's wrong with Assistant Cheng?"

"He..." Yu Shaoning stopped suddenly after speaking halfway, and still felt that he couldn't talk nonsense in his confused consciousness, "This is a secret, don't talk nonsense."

Song Jingchen lowered his eyes and didn't ask any more questions.

***

Cheng Muyun was stuffed into the back seat by Qin Li, and seeing him call the driver over, and slam the door shut, a series of actions flowed smoothly.

If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't speak the whole time, the movement of closing the car door was very heavy, and there was nothing wrong with it at all...

Weird.

Cheng Muyun stared at Qin Li's side face, if he was not worried about his disintegration, he would have rushed to grab him by the collar and frantically questioned why he was crazy.

From Qin Li throwing Yu Shaoning's momentum away, to holding his shoulders all the way to the parking lot, to calling the driver for a series of behaviors, he didn't look drunk at all.

However, if Qin Li was not drunk, how could he explain his behavior of dragging his hand and leaving Song Jingchen to run away.

Forget it, these are not important, what is important is his plot restoration speed.

Cheng Muyun asked with a trembling voice: "System, how is my progress bar?"

With a long sigh, the system did not make a sound, and directly opened the progress bar.

Cheng Muyun's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

The bloody 50% stung his eyes and made him feel like he couldn't breathe.Seeing that victory is just around the corner, the progress bar actually changed to 50%?

Cheng Muyun wanted to cry but couldn't show it, but at this moment Qin Li didn't know how to speak.

"Cheng Muyun."

Hearing Qin Li's cold voice, Cheng Muyun suddenly burst into Tianling Gai with anger, and said something without thinking too much.

"Don't talk to me." As soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

It's a mess...

Sure enough, when Cheng Muyun took a deep breath and looked over, he met Qin Li with surprised eyes.Over the years, he has never spoken to Qin Li in this tone.

It's over.

Cheng Muyun wailed in his heart, but the expression on his face was still taut, and he exhausted his last self-control ability to keep the characters in the play.He laughed miserably, "I don't want to talk to you now, let me calm down, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Muyun was worried that Qin Li would ask more questions. He was very annoyed now, and the sudden completion of the back button triggered the dark side of his character.

The feeling that things were out of control made Cheng Muyun want to fall ill, and Qin Li in front of him, wearing a black sweater he didn't know where to come from, made his symptoms even worse.

But reason told him that getting sick would only make things worse, so he could only choose to escape temporarily.

Cheng Muyun casually took out a bottle of whiskey from the car refrigerator, took out a glass, didn't bother to put ice cubes, and drank it directly.

Qin Li opened his mouth, but still didn't stop him.

The two of them maintained an atmosphere of silence, all the way to the home.When Cheng Muyun suppressed the urge to fall ill, the car just stopped.

Qin Li got out of the car first, then walked over here to open the car door, and stretched out his hand.

Cheng Muyun was puzzled, blinked his eyes, he was the one who opened the door for Qin Li on weekdays, what kind of play was this?However, although he suppressed the urge to fall ill, he still had some resentment.

He stared at Qin Li's hand for a moment, and suddenly said eccentrically, "Don't bother Mr. Qin." After speaking, he got out of the car without helping Qin Li's hand.

As soon as her feet landed, Cheng Muyun felt that something was wrong. Her legs were limp as if she was stepping on clouds, and then her knees softened, and she almost knelt down.

"Well."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Qin Li grabbed Cheng Muyun, wrapped his arms around his waist, and exerted a little force to make someone stand close to him.

"You're drunk." His tone was flat, telling a fact.

"..." Cheng Muyun no longer spoke harshly, nor acted like a monster, and was honestly carried into the room by Qin Li.Anyway, Song Jingchen isn't here now, so being presumptuous shouldn't have any effect on the plot.

Qin Li helped Cheng Muyun upstairs to his bedroom.

Cheng Muyun's mind has begun to faint, and his body is out of control.He sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, then watched Qin Li squat down, raised his hand, and landed on the button of his shirt.

The pure male fingers with well-defined joints and strength undid his buttons one by one, very fast.

Cheng Muyun was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his hand to hold Qin Li's wrist, "What are you doing?"

Qin Li raised his head. His neatly combed hair had become a little messy during the previous dispute in the clubhouse. A few strands of hair hung on his forehead, covering up the dangerous color in it.

"Help you take a bath," Qin Li paused, "Or do you want to go to bed smelling of alcohol?"

The latter option was naturally unbearable for the curvy Assistant Cheng. He blinked and then loosened his grip.

Taking it off, Cheng Muyun felt drunk again, looking at Qin Li's clothes extremely unpleasant.His left finger trembled slightly, and his reason finally couldn't suppress the urge to fall ill.

"Where did the clothes come from?"

Qin Li raised his head and was obviously stunned for a moment. Seeing Cheng Muyun's serious expression and dark eyes, he subconsciously explained, "I just got off the plane today, and they picked me up at the airport, and they were dragged to celebrate Jing Chen's birthday. All the things I brought over It was a suit, and they said it was too strange to go to the club, so they dragged me to choose clothes."

Cheng Muyun didn't care about these things at all, what he cared about was who chose the clothes that looked so stupid and didn't suit Qin Li at all.

He frowned, "Who chose it for you?"

Qin Li was silent for a few seconds, "Jing Chen."

"Take off."

Cheng Muyun's two words are clean and neat.

"..." Qin Li hesitated for a second, then got up and took off his clothes neatly.

Cheng Muyun narrowed her eyes, staring at the perfect honey-colored abs dangling in front of her eyes.The clothes fell on the bed next to him, creating a small air circulation.

He stared at the black sweater for a while, but still felt that it was not pleasing to the eye. He grabbed the clothes and threw them into the trash can next to the bed.

The clothes were too big and heavy, and the small trash can couldn't bear it at all. It fell to the ground with a snap and rolled around.Fortunately, after the part-time workers cleaned up the garbage in the morning, there was nothing in it, and the trouble of cleaning up was saved.

Qin Li didn't express anything during the whole process, just stared at Cheng Muyun with his deep eyes for a moment, and then helped the person who almost fell down.

"I'll take you to the shower."

Cheng Muyun soared into the air, and the only thought that came out of his chaotic thoughts was, Qin Li, you are so good at hugging Bai Yueguang, why didn't the princess hug you in the clubhouse just now?

The bathroom was filled with water mist, and the water at a suitable temperature poured on the skin, which made Cheng Muyun's sanity return a little.He looked at Qin Li who was undressing standing outside the cubicle, and asked belatedly, "I'm taking a shower, why are you taking off your pants?"

Qin Li didn't respond, as if he didn't hear, he opened the glass partition and walked in directly.

The size of the shower room suddenly became narrow.Freed from the shackles of a civilized cloak, Qin Li's height and perfectly lined muscles showed a bit of oppression.

Cheng Muyun felt a little difficult to breathe. I don't know if it was because of the steam in the bathroom, or because...

The beauty crit that is close at hand.

He looked up, dying, "You..."

Qin Li pinched his chin, and blocked the next words with his lips.

Boom.

The drunkenness that had finally dissipated swept over again with several times the power, Cheng Muyun was completely intoxicated by it, and all rationality and restoration were thrown out of the sky.

The only thing you can see and touch is the person in front of you.

The sound of water pattering on the ground, soon joined other sounds, intertwined with it.

"Well, no, I'm so dizzy that I can't stand anymore, hurry up..."

The intertwined figures inside stopped, separated, and intertwined again, in a different way, and a low hoarse voice sounded, "Hold tight."

"No, I'm drunk and I have no strength in my legs."

The door of the compartment was pulled open abruptly, and Qin Li put him on the sink, which blocked Cheng Muyun's complaints.

Qin Li bent down, leaned close to the white and pink ears of the person below him, and said in a low voice, "Why haven't I seen you so delicate on weekdays."

All he got in return was a weak scratch on his back.

The next morning.

A bell rang in the dark bedroom, and an arm stretched out from under the quilt. After fumbling for a long time, he found the phone from the pile of clothes left beside the bed.

A hoarse voice said, "Hello, hello."

A familiar voice came from the phone.

"Assistant Cheng, you have a day off today. I'll arrange other people to handle the business."

Cheng Muyun was dizzy, and responded, "Yes."

The phone hangs up.

Three minutes later, he sat up abruptly, looked around in disbelief, and the memories of last night flooded into his mind one by one.

Cheng Muyun sat blankly for a moment, then raised her hand to cover her face, unable to believe what she had done under the bewilderment of alcohol.

Cheng Muyun: "System, how is my progress bar?"

His call liberated the system from the dark room overnight.

System: "Heh, you still remember my existence, yesterday I frantically gave you a warning, but you turned a deaf ear to it."

With such a reminder, Cheng Muyun remembered some details of yesterday, and felt a little guilty, "Forget it, if it comes, you will be at ease, everything is like this, it's better to remember the good things, don't be angry, be good."

System: "Beautiful things?"

Cheng Muyun: "Yes, Qin Li, it's very beautiful."

The system regretted it, so it shouldn't have brought up this topic. It shut itself off, threw out the progress bar without saying a word, and decided to let the progress bar educate Cheng Muyun.

"what's the situation?"

Cheng Muyun's tone finally fluctuated, sounding extremely surprised.

The system came alive, "Is the completion degree deducted again?"

Cheng Muyun: "Why did the degree of completion go back?"

Only then did the system realize that the progress bar had returned to the previous 60%.

Cheng Muyun thought for three seconds before uttering a sentence, "Could it be because I put Qin Li to sleep? Then I just sleep a few more times and it will be enough?"

The non-existent forehead of the system was almost terrified by this sentence, and exclaimed: "Don't mess around! This is the only chance to fix it once, and messing around is really going to cause problems!"

Cheng Muyun smiled, "Just kidding. But, what's going on? Is there a bug in your programming?"

The system has already sent an emergency report to the above, but at this time there is no feedback, and he is afraid that Cheng Muyun will not get an answer, so he really let himself go to sleep with Qin Li.

It could only utter aggrievedly, "That's right, it's my bug."

Asking artificial AI to admit that it has a bug is like admitting that it is mentally ill. It is a very insulting language.

The system is angry, but there is nothing it can do.