I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

The whole place was silent.

Everyone including Duan Shaoyuan who came over was surprised.

Qingqing Zijin.

This name is really too familiar, not to mention that there are still high-rise posts in the circle, everyone is constantly talking about it, even just now, this name has been mentioned one after another.

As for the content of this name, it is all abuse and disgust.

But now, this person stood in front of him.

Two people who were completely different from what they knew stood in front of them.

Even the group of painters who asked excitedly just now couldn't find their own voices for a while, and didn't know how to react.

After a long while, someone murmured.

"He just said, who is he? Qingqing Zijin?"

"Well, it seems to be."

Qingqing Zijin, the person in front of me is Qingqing Zijin.

"No, that's impossible. How could Qingqing Zijin be you? You're not you." The person who had ridiculed him before suddenly spoke in a very loud and ear-piercing voice.

But the people present were not in the mood to care, they hadn't recovered from the news that the person in front of them was Qingqing Zijin.

Really, it's incredible.

"Yes, it's impossible, it's impossible." Xixi, who has a very good relationship with Jiang Mosheng, quickly grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "Shengsheng, tell me, you said he's not Qingqing Zijin, right? Haven't you seen it? You must know, isn't he right?"

"That's right, Shengsheng, expose him quickly, he's not Qingqing Zijin, Qingqing Zijin is obviously an ugly monster, that's not the case at all."

"Shengsheng, Shengsheng, you are friends, hurry up, deny it, and stand up."

Jiang Mosheng was surrounded by a group of people, he really wanted to say that this person was indeed not Qing Qing Zijin, Qing Qing Zijin was really disfigured, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Others are standing here, even if they say it, in the end, they will know that they are lying.

What to do, what is he going to do?

Why is this happening, what is it all about?

How could his face recover in such a short period of time? What happened?

"Sheng Sheng?"

Seeing that he didn't return, the group couldn't help shouting, feeling a little panicked.

"Stop screaming, you want to know, wouldn't it be better for me, the client, to answer you?" Luo Qing said slowly, with a playful tone: "Why, are you afraid to ask me?"

"You..." Xixi choked, she was indeed afraid.

She was the one who scolded Qingqing Zijin the most. If, if she reversed in the end, she might be scolded to death too.

But he really didn't want to believe it, how could it be true?

"Master, are you really Qingqing Zijin?" A painter who was closest to Luo Qing asked in a low voice with a dazed expression.

Luo Qing smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Oh, God."

"My god, how is this possible?"

"It's really Qingqing Zijin."

"That Qingqing Zijin, whose photo was exposed earlier, is very...so-so?"

"Yes." Luo Qing continued to respond.

! !

"That Qingqing Zijin who had plastic surgery for what happened some time ago, and the plastic surgery failed?" one person asked again.

The others also shut their mouths, waiting for his answer.

Jiang Mosheng's heart tightened, it's not good.

Luo Qing was surprised when he heard the words, "The plastic surgery failed?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"Didn't Qingqing Zijin have plastic surgery and disfigurement?"

The people around were confused by his reaction, is there something wrong with this?

"Where did you get the news?" Luo Qing didn't answer, but asked, looking very curious.

"It was revealed on the Internet."

"I heard what others said."

"I also heard what others said."

"I saw it on the Internet, and Sheng Sheng also confirmed it."

Everyone immediately said one by one, with very confused expressions.

Is this still false?

Jiang Mosheng's face began to turn pale, and his mind turned quickly, what to do, it will definitely not be good for him later, what should he do.

Jiang Mosheng, don't panic, calm down, calm down.

Luo Qing looked meaningfully at Jiang Mosheng who had a bad expression: "Oh, someone confirmed it, but why, as the client, I don't even know about it? My good friend Shengsheng, can you explain it to me? "

Jiang Mosheng's complexion turned a little paler with the distant tone, filled with emotions that others could not understand.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but dodge his eyes, "I, I..."

"What are you, you are either you are or you are not."

"Yes, what are the ink blots for?"

"So what's going on?"

Those who drew hand circles were very dissatisfied with Jiang Mosheng. It seemed that this group of people had been scolding the gods before.

Jiang Mosheng opened his mouth, but couldn't utter those few words. He felt that everyone's eyes were like nails piercing him continuously.

"It seems that you don't know either. Let me tell the story. Before, I was in a car accident and was lying in the hospital. I did hurt my face in the car accident, but fortunately, I have recovered now." There was a smile on the corner of Luo Qing's lips, a gentleman was happy, and it seemed that there was no other meaning, just a simple explanation.

But in the words, the people who got the melon news that Qingqing Zijin was disfigured because of the failure of plastic surgery were all stupid.

Having a car accident, hurting your face, and going online, it becomes a plastic surgery failure and disfigurement?

This, this is too bad, who broke the news?

Deliberately distorting the facts, right?

"But, Qingqing Zijin is disfigured in the exposed photos." Xixi couldn't hold back, she really couldn't figure it out, and her heart was full of resentment towards Jiang Mosheng.

Some people nodded, yes, how do you explain the photo?

Just as Luo Qing was about to go back, a glass of water was handed in front of him, and he subconsciously looked at it.

A man in a white shirt was standing in front of him holding warm boiling water with a serious expression.

Luo Qing pursed his lips, his brows and eyes were stained with joy, he was really thirsty and wanted to drink water.

The original owner hadn't eaten or drank water since the morning, and he was wearing a mask all the way here, which was a bit heat-absorbing, and his mouth was dry after talking so much.

"If you don't like it, I'll change it for you." Seeing him looking at him, Duan Shaoyuan was a little nervous, so he blurted out.

Luo Qing stretched out her hand and winked at him, "Thank you."

Moisturized throat, eyebrows and eyes bent into crescents.

Duan Shaoyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and his indifferent face softened, and those deep eyes made people feel less cold.

For a moment, there was an inexplicably strange aura circulating between the two of them, as if they had become a world of their own, and not only could they not get in, they were also a little full.

"..."

The group looked at each other.

Especially Fuyun and Liuyuan, they are all friends of Duan Shaoyuan, and they know him quite well, so they naturally know what kind of character he is.

Too lazy to talk, too lazy to do things that I am not interested in, too lazy to deal with people, and even less lazy to take the initiative to talk to anyone.

And today, in this short period of time.

First, he talked a lot, did things he wasn't interested in, dealt with people, and even took the initiative to attack.

All because of one person.

magic.

So magical.

Jiang Mosheng's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was gloomy, again.

In the last life, he also took the initiative to walk in front of Luo Qing, and also took the initiative to disclose their relationship. Why is he special to him? Isn't it okay to be apart from him?

He is not satisfied.

He was reborn, why is he still like this?

It was all him, it was all him, why didn't he die in the car accident, he was so lucky to survive.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mosheng suddenly remembered how his face recovered so quickly, obviously at that time he saw his face was covered in blood.

Later, I waited for the doctor to change the medicine, saw his face, it was very scary, and he even took a photo secretly.

How long has it been?

Enough?

Moreover, before he left yesterday, he still kept his face covered, he...

and many more.

Could it be that his face isn't really serious, it just looked so serious at the beginning, and it will be fine if he keeps treating it later?

Because every time he went to Luoqing, he covered his face and couldn't see the specific situation, so he thought he was really disfigured?

Is it possible to recover so quickly?

Also, every time he mentioned his face, he would get angry.

what happened?

Just as Luo Qing moved the cup away from her lips and held it in her hand, her wrist was held and she looked up.

The others also looked at the owner of that hand.

Only then did he digest a little bit from Zigui's very different reaction, and was choked again.

The eyes of Fuyun and Liuyuan are also very complicated.

Duan Shaoyuan didn't pay attention to them, and with a little force, he pulled the person towards his position: "What's the matter, just sit and talk, and stand tired."

He has been standing for a long time, and his heart aches.

Pushing the person onto his own deck, not caring at all whether the unclosed data on the computer will be seen by others, casually sitting next to him, taking the teacup in his hand, and moving the fruit plate on the table over , for his convenience.

Floating Cloud: "..."

Liuyuan: "..."

Okay, how about giving them all the fruit plate?

The other people also had subtle expressions, and they turned their backs to the Great God, aren't they a little too diligent?

Always feel, malicious, illusion?

Luo Qing squinted at the people around him, "It's nothing to be courteous about~ Son Gui, do you have any plans for me?"

The sound line deliberately picked up, like a small hook, fell on Duan Shaoyuan's body, and it was numb, and it also entered the ears of other people, and immediately rubbed it sensitively.

It sounds so good.

Coupled with that face, she is pure and lustful, so heart-catching.

Duan Shaoyuan's eyes darkened by two points, and his voice was low, like red wine that had been unsealed for several years, rich and intoxicating: "Yes, I have plans for you, so you, will you let me fulfill my wishes?"

!!!

After encountering the ear pregnancy baptism again, their eyes widened, filled with gossip fire.

What do you mean by Zigui Dashen? Do you confess?

Inexplicably, it feels so explosive, doesn't it?

There was a bloody smell in Jiang Mosheng's mouth, why, why?

Luo Qing lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, the lingering, like spring water in a mountain stream, extremely pleasant to the ear: "That's up to you~" The slender jade-like fingers of the person close to him landed on his chest, and lightly nodded: " Zigui's sincerity here is not enough."

The touch that fell on the heart was very light, but Duan Shaoyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if something extremely heavy was pressed on it, and his breathing became unstable.

Quickly holding the hand that was still on his chest, his voice was hoarse: "The foot is not enough, you can feel it yourself."

"Okay." Luo Qing smiled, and the whole person got closer, the fingers being held hooked his palm with the backhand, and there was a sly light in his eyes.

The two people on the sofa stared at each other quietly, one face was like a lotus, the other was as indifferent as a bamboo, but their eyes were so intense that they seemed to be able to burn people.

At this moment, the air fell into silence.

The people in the box watched silently, and no one made a sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two of them, or as if they didn't know how to react at all.

Luo Qing listened to the heartbeat in his ears, and was about to tease him a few more words, when he felt a venomous gaze, looked sideways, and met several pairs of green eyes.

"..."

Dude, forget about them.

He quickly sat up straight and withdrew his hand.

Regret flashed in Duan Shaoyuan's eyes, and he stroked the palm of his hand, which seemed to still have the warmth from just now.

Luo Qing picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip before pretending to be indifferent: "Sorry, what did I say just now, come on, let's continue."

Fantou, who was excitedly eating CP, shook his head quickly when he heard this.

"You go on, you go on, don't worry about us."

"Yes, you continue."

"Don't stop, the kiss is about to happen, it's a critical time."

"That's right, keep going, kiss, kiss, we can!"

Luo Qing: "..."

Duan Shaoyuan: "..."

The author has something to say:

CP girl: kiss up and kiss up!

Luo Qing:...

CP girl: God, don't be cowardly, come on, we can do it!

Luo Qing: ...No, you can't.

CP girl: My God, don’t be so ignorant, I belong to the God, so the Lord does not move and you move. At this time, if you don’t overwhelm, can’t you?

Duan Shaoyuan: ...Qingqing...

Luo Qing:...

CP Girl: Hurry up, God, don’t be so obsessed with outsiders, they are all your own (*^▽^*)