Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? The system feels like a hallucination: [What? 】

Ye Chuijin is very natural: [Dangdan, how kind you look! 】

System: [...There is no zero in my number. ] It resisted without expectation.

Sure enough, Ye Chuijin's next sentence has been thought up: [It is because there is no zero in your number, that's why I call you that. What is missing? 】

As if he knew what the system wanted to say, Ye Chuijin immediately explained: [Look, although there is no 123459 in your serial number, but think about it, the first one is too humble, the second one, it doesn’t sound good, right, too wretched. , Xiao San, tut tut, look at the name. 】

System: [What about 459? ? ? 】

Ye Chuijin didn't seem to have heard it: [So you see, the **** are so good, easy to remember and easy to read. 】

The system is crazy: [459 Anything is fine? ! Which is easy to remember and easy to read? ! ! 】

Ye Chuijin plausibly said: [So in the future, I will call you Dandan as my nickname, how about it? 】

When Ye Chuijin talked to the system in her mind, her face still had nothing to love.

The system felt that her current expression was clearly its expression.

I want to cry, hold myself and cry.

Ye Chuijin mumbled twice, and the system was completely silent as if it had been played.

What can Ye Chuijin do? She can only leave a string of crisp "hee hee hee" comfort system.

After Xue Mo came back in the evening, the butler immediately came to report what Ye Chuijin had done today.

Xue Mo frowned when she heard that she hadn't eaten all day, and only huddled together on the bed.

He took off his jacket, walked a few steps to the door of Ye Chuijin's room, and opened the door.

Sure enough, the man was huddling himself in the corner, and the food on the table did not move.

Seeing him come in, her wooden eyes moved.

"Let me go..." Ye Chuijin's voice was a little dry and dumb without eating or drinking water for a day.

Xue Mo paused, picked up the cold millet porridge from the table, then sat beside Ye Chuijin, scooped up a spoonful and sent it to Ye Chuijin.

Ye Chuijin turned his face aside.

Xue Mo waited patiently, seeing that she really refused to eat, and then let go.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You better eat a little bit, otherwise you will suffer at night."

Ye Chuijin bit her lip and didn't speak.

Xue Mo didn't worry, and said slowly: "Besides, your Zhou analysis..."

Hearing this name, Ye Chuijin turned his head.

There was anger in her eyes.

Mingming also said before that she had accepted her fate and begged him to let it go, but in a blink of an eye she would get angry at him because of others.

Xue Mo's voice became cold: "You like him so much, so you have to be able to stay out of me, right?"

Ye Chuijin's chest was up and down, his pale face was stained with a hint of red because of anger: "I said it, it has nothing to do with him!"

Xue Mo only smiled sarcastically, then picked up the millet porridge, took a spoonful again to Ye Chuijin's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth."

Regarding Zhou Analysis, Ye Chuijin could only open her mouth with shaking lips, swallowing the cold porridge.

From the mouth to the body, it was icy cold.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Xue Mo intimately wiped the corners of her mouth, and then looked at her: "I will eat well in the future, okay?"

He didn't break the threatening words, but Ye Chuijin understood his threat.

Why... Is the person she fell in love with really the one in front of her?

When Xue Mo rushed over, Ye Chuijin looked at the wall behind him blankly, and his red lips opened slightly: "I'm different from you."

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