Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

The distance is a bit too close.

His sweet smile and voice seemed to be covered in honey and full of attraction.

Although sometimes I can vaguely feel a bit familiar from him, but——

"We... just met yesterday, right?"

He smiled.

There is no definite answer.

Ruan Ruan was still waiting for him to speak.

After just a few seconds of silence, she already felt uncomfortable.

She could feel his eyes looking at her, and the subconscious glance in his eyes was filled with some unconscious panic. After noticing it, she forced herself to stop, clenched her fingers, and seemed to be looking for something to say, "That, that... ...I forgot to bring the insulator just now. I will return it to you after I wash it...Also, your behavior just now was too much. You suddenly broke into someone else's house and said that kind of thing..."

As she spoke, she walked past him naturally, walked around him, and entered the door.

"If there's nothing else, I'll close the door first."

She didn't mean to listen to his reply, and the door was closed the next second.

"call--"

She breathed a long sigh of relief, rested her forehead on the door panel, bumped it silently a few times, and wrinkled her face.

He ran away in great disgrace.

The exposed ears were slightly red, how could he... obviously just met her yesterday.

She bit her lip, leaving a faint white concave mark on her lower lip, still thinking about him.

Ruan Ruan heard the knock on the door, and felt a vibration on his forehead against the door panel. His voice came in, still a little sweet, and he was considerate and did not mention what happened just now, "The ointment was left at the door, remember to put it on your wrist." Medicine, if you don't take care of it, it will look more serious." She said nothing.

There was no sound from outside. It took a while for Ruan Ruan to open the door again, only opening it slightly. She quietly poked her head out and placed the ointment in front of the door. He was no longer there. The door opened wider, she picked up the ointment on the ground and closed the door. When she walked through the entrance, she paused and put the things on it, out of sight.

She still remembered preparing breakfast for Xu Zhi.

My mind was a little confused, but it was not a problem to make some simple food. I thought that I would have to find something to pack and take with me when I was ready, so I just went downstairs with the ingredients and went directly to his place to cook.

She took the things to the kitchen to prevent him from having too high expectations of herself, telling him in advance, "I will only cook something simple."

He said 'hmm' to show his understanding and didn't say anything critical.

I fried two eggs and cooked a pot of meat porridge. When it was almost cooked, I added a few vegetable leaves. I cooked the casserole for a while and sprinkled with chopped green onion when I turned off the heat.

Ruan Ruan took it out and placed it in front of him. The omelette was already a little cold. She had just tasted it and it tasted pretty good.

It was a little weird to stare at him while he was eating. After talking to him, Ruan Ruan sat in the living room and watched TV.

Probably because she was too tired, she sat on the sofa and felt hypnotized listening to the sound from the TV.

She closed her eyes drowsily, leaning her back on the soft sofa, feeling even more lazy all over. She vaguely heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling closer, but she let herself go without opening her eyes.

Just a little while longer...

The sound of the wheelchair rolling disappeared beside her, and she suddenly woke up when she felt the weight on her thighs. She sat up suddenly, her body too stiff to move, "You, what are you doing!?"

The head pressed on her legs did not move, and the body temperature was transmitted through the fabric, making it feel full of presence even if it was not heavy. Can feel his breathing.

His voice was hoarse, "Headache."

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