The host of fast time travel was kissed by the hero after his death

Chapter 37
"Kid, come home with me obediently."

The deep voice was serious and dangerous that Lan Yao was not allowed to look more.

There was darkness in front of Lan Yao's eyes, and he could only feel the heat in his ears.

He blinked a little confused.

The long eyelashes gently brushed against Leng Yihan's palm.

An inexplicable itching spread along the palm of his hand and scorched his heart.

Leng Yihan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes darkened a lot.

"Got it." Lan Yao replied depressedly.

Just talk when you talk, why cover his eyes?
229 in Lan Yao's Sea of ​​Consciousness is too scared.

It shivered and trembled, looking at the extremely perverted eyes of the male lead, it whined and cried out in fright.

Why is the hero's eyes like this? !

This look is more terrifying than the villain Mu Ziang just now! ! !
Wow!It's so hard!

terrible!

why!
Why is its life so difficult?
why? !

229's crying voice made Lan Yao's head hurt.

He moved his eyebrows slightly, followed Leng Yihan into the car, and asked: 【229, why are you crying? 】

229 sobbed and replied: 【Su, host, no, it's okay—I just thought of something bad. 】

[tsk. ] Lan Yao was a little disgusted, [As a system that follows the flow of time, why always look at the past? 】

229 choked, a little speechless.

How should it tell the host that the male protagonist is a million times more abnormal than the villain?
229 lost his voice, Lan Yao relaxed his head and closed his eyes directly to sleep.

The little appearance of not caring about anything made Leng Yihan's tense face relax a little.

Li Gang in the driver's seat was a little flustered.

The president just... what happened?
Li Gang looked in the rearview mirror.

But he directly met Leng Yihan's sharp and cold eyes.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, Li Gang turned his head in a panic, his face turned pale.

Carefully scanning the drowsy Lan Yao in the rearview mirror, Li Gang had a bad guess in his mind.

The speed of the car was neither slow nor urgent, just enough for Lan Yao to sleep.

When Lan Yao woke up, he had already changed a place.

The huge bedroom is black and gray in color.

This dark color is what Lan Yao dislikes the most.

He immediately frowned: [229, where am I now? 】

229 popped his head out, and replied cautiously: [Host, you are now in the male lead's bedroom...]

[Is it cold or cold? 】Lan Yao sat up, got off the bed, and put on his white sneakers.

Looking around the room, Lan Yao glanced lightly at the corner of his mouth: "Tsk, it really deserves to be Leng Yihan's room. The decoration of this room is brightly written with the words Leng Yihan."

Lan Yao complained: "Leng Yihan really brought his name into reality very well. It can be seen at a glance that these things belong to him."

Lan Yao complained unintentionally, but it seemed to be prophesying something.

Leng Yihan was not in the room, Lan Yao stepped out of the room.

Looking around for Leng Yihan's figure.

The space outside the door is unusually large.

His location is on the second floor.

There was the sound of someone talking downstairs. Lan Yao looked around, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a gap in the room beside him.

Through the flickering light, the things in the room were faintly visible.

Lan Yao vaguely saw his own photo.

As if attracted, Lan Yao swallowed the name he wanted to call out.

Turning around, stepping on the steps, pushed open the closed door.

(End of this chapter)