Quick Transmigration: The Drama Queen Host is Charming and Alluring

Chapter 145 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (28)

Zhaoge did not embarrass Song Yan, insisting on hearing an answer that even he himself was not sure about, or that was against his will.

Seeing that he was in good condition, so that he could not stand unsteadily, Zhao Ge simply drove him directly to the downstairs of the apartment.

"arrive."

When Song Yan opened the car door, he was still in a daze.

He mechanically opened the door and got out of the car. Seeing that the car window was about to rise, Song Yan regained consciousness and said abruptly, "Wait!"

Zhaoge looked at Song Yan, Song Yan's mouth moved slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

He lowered his eyes, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

Slowly loosening his hand on the car window, Song Yan put his pockets in his pocket and took a step back, "Be careful on the road."

Zhaoge's car disappeared from sight, but he was still standing there.

[Host, is this the opportunity you have been waiting for? 】

Zhaoge drove the car without looking sideways, and explained in a low voice, "The relationship between me and him is tepid now, and it will only remain the same. If we want to make qualitative changes, we must change the present."

After a pause, she couldn't help but said again: "Junjun, do you think this trick is feasible? I always feel that this seems a bit cruel."

[Just plan, I think this method is feasible.For him, it is also an opportunity to see his own heart clearly. 】

Song Yan's affection for the host was hidden deep in him.He is, and he even hides it from himself.

There will be all sorts of twists and turns to obstruct the favorability of each Demon Lord's avatar, and it is not possible to gain favorability simply by being accompanied.

Who made their master be a master who practiced the ruthless formula.

If Zhaoge wants to complete the task, he can only constantly adjust the strategy plan.

Junjun is emotionally indifferent, and can't empathize with Zhaoge's unbearable emotions, but he can give understanding.

As a system, it feels that the host's sudden breakup from the perspective of the mission is wonderful.

The increased curiosity just now is the best proof.

【Host, what is your wish this time? 】

Zhaoge pondered for a while, "I don't want anything now, can I keep my wish first?"

Junjun subconsciously enters the tense mode, [Host, don't you want to go against the rules of the plane again and change the fate of the target...]

Zhaoge:? ? ?
She asked sincerely, "Have I ever done something like this before?"

Jun Jun: "..."

More than done, you are not ordinary fat.

Almost forgot, every time the host extracts the memory, the memory of the strategy process is blurred.

But after thinking about it, there is no cannon fodder ending for the target of this plane.There is no trace of demonic energy left in this plane, and it will not come out to make trouble.

The host didn't seem to have any reason to use the wish he had finally obtained on the target of the capture.

Junjun was in a much better mood, and changed the subject a bit forcefully:
"In principle, it is possible to delay making a wish, but there is a time limit. If the host does not make a wish before the end of the plane, the chance will be automatically invalidated. So host, you have to hurry up."

Zhaoge nodded and said, "OK, I'll let you know when I think about it."

In the dormitory, the first time Xia Yu saw Song Yan, he couldn't wait to verify the relationship between him and Zhaoge.

Xia Yu pretended to be serious, and couldn't help gossiping: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. Tell me honestly, how did you and Senior Sister Zhaoge start?"

Song Yan glanced at him, threw the bag on the table, and threw out a shocking melon, "We broke up."

"Tch, who are you lying to?"

The air froze for a moment, Xia Yu observed Song Yan's expression, and stammered: "Brother, really... really broke up?"

"Ah."

Xia Yu became even more curious now, and didn't care how the two of them got together, so he chased after him and asked, "Brother Yan, how do you feel about breaking up?"

Song Yan paused for a moment as he flickered the pen in his hand, and said in Xia Yu's expectant eyes, "I don't feel anything."

Xia Yu "tsk tsk" twice, and sure enough, he knew it was useless to look forward to it.

Coincidentally, the two met Zhaoge on their way to the swimming pool in the afternoon.

Xia Yu saw Zhaoge from a long distance away, he elbowed Song Yan who was beside him, and reminded in a low voice: "Hey, Brother Yan...Look, Brother Yan."

"What are you looking at..."

Song Yan's eyebrows were slightly impatient, but he still followed Xia Yu's line of sight, and then paused.

Among the students in groups of twos and threes, Zhaoge walked alone, looking capable and cool in a denim suit.

She put the phone slightly close to her lips, pressed her right thumb on the screen, as if she was talking to someone, and glanced at the messages from time to time.

Song Yan's footsteps slowed down. Seeing the other party getting closer, he couldn't help slowing down his breathing.

Would it be too deliberate to change direction now?

Do you want to take the initiative to say hello?
I should be okay with my clothes today, right?
Countless questions floated through his mind, Song Yan was calm and composed on the surface, but he was nervous for no reason in his heart.

Zhaoge raised his hand to brush away the hair blown by the breeze, glanced at Song Yan and Xia Yu's direction, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, I put it in the studio, you can take a look at it later. Me? I'm in University A now, and I'm supposed to arrive at five in the afternoon. Well, okay..."

Song Yan watched Zhaoge on the phone and walked in the opposite direction.

Xia Yu turned his head to look at the back of Zhaoge walking away, and murmured:
"Brother Yan, I thought it was you who brought up the breakup. Now it seems that you are the one who got dumped."

Song Yan's thin lips were slightly pursed, his complexion darkened a lot, and he moved away from Xia Yu with his long legs.

"Hey, why are you walking so fast, wait for me. Brother Yan, Song Yan, wait for me."

The coach asked Song Yan to lead Xia Yu's speed, but Song Yan swam desperately in front, and Xia Yu was miserable.

After the last lap, he slumped on the bank and begged for mercy, "No, no, I'll take a break.

Song Yan took off the goggles, and sat down by the pool with his hands up.

Xia Yu panted and said, "Look at you, you just say what you mean. You don't feel anything when you say something. Just now, your eyes almost glued to someone's body."

Song Yan was told what was on his mind, so he unceremoniously kicked Xia Yu's leg. Xia Yu straightened up in an instant, and said "Ouch":

"Brother Yan, are you still angry from embarrassment? If you like it, go and chase him back. Why do you think so much?"

Xia Yu's words made Song Yan fall into deep thought. He thought about the question Zhaoge raised yesterday, and he vaguely had an answer in his heart.

This answer was something he had never thought of before, and he dared not expect it.

But I missed the best time to answer the question, no one would stop and wait.

Before meeting Zhaoge, Song Yan had countless thorns and armor wrapped around him.

Now, he is willing to give Zhaoge a try and pull out these thorns with his own hands.

Song Yan suddenly raised his head and called out, "Xia Yu."

"What's wrong?"

Xia Yu looked back puzzled, only to see that Song Yan's eyes were full of seriousness, and he said:
"Teach me about your methods of chasing people."

(End of this chapter)