Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

In the middle of the night, Zhou Yang felt a movement beside him. He opened his eyes instantly, clenched his fist, and waited for the person's next move.

Pan Yang lay down next to him and put his arm around him: "It's me, go to sleep."

Zhou Yang only relaxed his guard when he heard the sound and didn't ask any more questions.

The next morning, Pan Yang was woken up by the noise.

"What! All the high-ranking members of the Black Cloud Gang are dead!" Henchman A was shocked, but this was indeed the latest intelligence.

Subordinates A and B exchanged a glance. Had they really killed that kid Yao Panyang?

Zhou Yang sat on the sofa, and although he didn't speak, the pressure emanating from him was so intense that it made one afraid to breathe.

After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly: "Do you know who did it?"

Upon hearing this, subordinate A immediately gave an awkward laugh, carefully nudged subordinate B with his elbow, and whispered, "So what do you suggest we do?"

Subordinate B took a deep breath: "Boss, after I was about to leave last night, Young Master Yao came again and asked who hurt you. I suspect it was Young Master Yao who did it."

Hearing this, Zhou Yang frowned. He did smell blood on Pan Yang last night, but he was injured at the time and thought it was his imagination.

"What?" Pan Yang yawned and slowly walked downstairs. "Can't I kill those people?"

These words were made without any attempt to conceal their meaning, and even came across as somewhat arrogant.

The three of them immediately looked at Pan Yang, who walked step by step to sit down next to Zhou Yang and leaned against him.

After a long silence, Zhou Yang finally spoke slowly: "If you could kill, where did you go alone?"

"Yes, it's very simple."

"..." Zhou Yang took out a cigarette and fiddled with it in his hand but did not light it. This person actually came back safely by himself, which proved that he had enough ability, but he dared not imagine what would have happened if something unexpected had occurred.

"Don't do that again. I don't need you to kill people."

Pan Yang shrugged. It didn't really matter to him; he had originally planned to retire anyway. But then he said, "He hurt you."

Zhou Yang opened his mouth upon hearing this, then suddenly chuckled. He was probably truly defeated by this person: "Do you want to go to university?" He remembered that this person had just graduated.

"You want to send me away?" Pan Yang turned to look at Zhou Yang. Holy crap! Hidden character, you repay kindness with enmity! I was kind enough to help you, and you actually want to send me to university!

Zhou Yang felt a little insecure because of Pan Yang's look. He shouldn't be planning to send this person to the Burma region for treatment, right? Why did it sound like he said something bad?

Subordinates A and B hesitated for a long time upon seeing this scene. Finally, Subordinate B spoke up: "Boss, we'll go ahead and get busy! We'll report back to you if there are any problems." After saying that, he pulled Subordinate A away.

Zhou Yang took a deep breath: "That's not what I meant. Don't you want to go to university?"

"I don't want to go." Pan Yang replied without thinking, afraid that if he hesitated even a second, Zhou Yang would send him to university.

Zhou Yang was helpless. Fine, since this person didn't want to go, there was no need for him to force him. He raised his hand and rubbed Pan Yang's head: "Don't be so reckless in the future. People who have a grudge against me are not easy to deal with."

"I have the ability."

"Okay, you've got the ability." Zhou Yang unconsciously lowered his voice, it seemed he was going to consider washing those parts of himself clean.

Pan Yang dodged Zhou Yang's hand from touching his head. What would a big shot look like when his head was being patted? Besides, he wasn't a child. What was Zhou Yang doing, coaxing him like a child?

After that, Pan Yang stayed with Zhou Yang until the injury on Zhou Yang's shoulder was completely healed before returning to staying at home.

However, since he often stays at home and doesn't go out, Zhou Yang wonders if the child is going to get bored. After all, shouldn't a child as old as Pan Yang be running around and playing everywhere?

So Zhou Yang took a day off to go out with his friend; he felt that if he didn't go out, this person would stay cooped up forever.

Inside the mall, Pan Yang held Zhou Yang's arm and walked slowly. Eventually, Zhou Yang stopped in a clothing store, which mainly featured styles for young people.

The sales assistant immediately ran out with a smile: "Are you looking to buy clothes? All the clothes in our store are brand names, and the quality and styles are the best. We're sure to find something suitable for your son."

“I am not his son,” Pan Yang immediately interrupted her.

The sales assistant was stunned for a moment, and then saw Pan Yang kiss Zhou Yang directly.

“He’s my boyfriend.” Pan Yang’s voice drifted to the sales assistant’s ear. She looked closely and realized that Zhou Yang’s age didn’t seem like that of someone with such a big son.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't wear my glasses today." The sales assistant smiled awkwardly, then continued, "Why don't you and your boyfriend take a look at the clothes in our store? You're sure to like them!"

"Let's take a look." Pan Yang pulled Zhou Yang into the shop.

After wandering around for about two or three hours, Zhou Yang saw that it was about time and took Huan Yang out for a meal. Then, Zhou Yang actually drove straight to the beach.

The sea breeze blowing through my hair really does make me feel happy.

Pan Yang found a place to sit down and watched the waves crashing on the beach, with a few small birds flying overhead.

Zhou Yang patted his pocket, took out a cigarette, lit it, and sat down next to Pan Yang. Before Pan Yang could take the cigarette away, he spoke first: "Little friend, I haven't smoked for half a month. Please make an exception."

That's why Pan Yang didn't take the cigarette away.

However, Zhou Yang only took a few puffs before stubbing out the cigarette, glancing at the trash can not far away, and then got up and threw the cigarette in.

001 was somewhat curious: "Host, why don't you like cigarettes?" It seemed like she had never seen the host smoke in all these worlds.

Pan Yang looked into the distance. He couldn't quite explain why he didn't like smoke. Perhaps it was because the smoke of battle in his memory had almost merged with ordinary smoke rings.

Zhou Yang sat down beside him, and Pan Yang leaned against him naturally. There was still a faint smell of tobacco in him: "Zhou Yang."

"Ok?"

"Zhou Yang."

"what happened?"

"Zhou Yang."

"I'm here." Zhou Yang said helplessly, raising his hand to gently embrace Huan Yang. Perhaps children just lack a sense of security.

Pan Yang lowered his eyes. He could clearly feel Zhou Yang's heartbeat and his breathing: "I like you."

“I know,” Zhou Yang said softly, his voice softening. “I like you too, little one.”

This is absolutely absurd. A few months ago, he would never have believed that he had fallen for a little kid.

The two sat on the beach for an hour or two before getting up to leave. Pan Yang stretched and got into the passenger seat.

Zhou Yang started the car, glanced at the time, and saw that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. It would probably take an hour to get home.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"Hmm." Pan Yang leaned back in his seat, looking at the scenery outside the window. His mind was filled with countless thoughts, but he knew he absolutely could not lose.