Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend

Xie Chengming asked Ren Qiao: "Why are you staring at me?"

"Hey? Do I have it?" Ren Qiao squinted with both hands, but the fingertips were too big to hold anything. After all, the beauty is currently not looking at the white, "You are going to wear good clothes, 10,000 What should I do if I have a long eye?"

Xie Chengming sighed, "Then you can't help, open the door. Oh, no, here is a cave, there is no door, you go straight."

Ren Qiao only saw that Xie Chengming’s veins grew a sapling seedling, a seedling of crystal green, with a slight blood color on the branches and leaves, intertwined with his topaz skin.

This picture is full of primitive feelings. Just as the heavens and the earth are first opened, the muscles of Pangu are turned into fertile fields, and the blood is turned into rivers and lakes, while the rear nourishes the birth of the gods.

Ren Qiao’s look became dignified: “Do you use flesh and blood to nourish the spirit?” This is too much damage to the body.

Xie Chengming runs the spiritual power, and the light golden light is sprinkled on the leaf surface of the spiritual plant. They seem to grow a little longer. He said carelessly: "Otherwise? Is there a whole number of water blue stars, and a place more abundant than my body and aura? I am a congenital body, and a monk in the Yuan Ying period."

Ren Qiao taps a sprout of a bud with his fingertips. "Is it painful?"

The pain is painful, but it has long been used. Xie Chengming’s body gently trembled, his skin was reddish, and he gasped with a low voice. He raised his face and smiled at her: “Very comfortable, a few more times.”

"Don't make trouble." Ren Qiao asked him, "How can I help you?"

"You just use the spirits to pick up the leaves, they will absorb them."

Ren Qiao did what he said, and he acted cautiously, fearing that he would hurt him. Through her slender knuckles, spiritual power slowly entered the buds of the spiritual plant.

Every time she shot, Xie Chengming gave a low breath. Later, the whole cave was full of his snoring, and Ren Qiao's face was red, and he couldn't bear to say: "You don't call!"

Xie Chengming looked innocent: "But they grow on me, like my hands and feet, you gently touch them like this, I can't help it."

Ren Qiao glanced at him and closed his hearing. She noticed her little movements, and Xie Chengming laughed.

Ren Qiao knows this afterwards: "Do you play with me?" With the flesh and blood nourish the spirit, in the Canghua world is no one dare to touch the ban, the body is extremely hurt, how can Xie Chengming show so easy? He was nothing more than afraid of her worry, only deliberately pretending to be a joke, using falsehood to cover up the pain he suffered.

Xie Chengming sat cross-legged, his right elbow on his knees, supporting his chin leisurely, and the green pupil was filled with a smile. "You are so cheated as before."

Ren Qiao rolled his eyes and continued to help the next plant to irrigate the spirit. "It’s as if you used to lie to me."

Xie Chengming nodded and said: "Yes, I deliberately write a typo every time, because I am wrong, you will correct it in my palm. I also pretend that I will not use chopsticks to let you feed me."

"Okay, I have to remember, and when I cultivate a good seed, I will give you the general ledger."

"I am waiting for you." Xie Chengming suddenly became deeply affectionate. "I did it before, just want to be closer to you. I miss the time we just met. You always hold me in your arms. Later I want to learn." The technique is to shrink the bones, it is best to become only one cat size, so that you can stay in your arms all the time. Your chest is really super soft, lying on the clouds are not comfortable in your arms. ”

"Xie, Cheng, Ming!" Ren Qiao yelled at his name, she usually called him A Cheng, only angry, will call the full name.

In the face of her anger, Xie Chengming did not panic, closed her eyes and sniffed her fragrance. He said: "You don't know it yourself. When you are angry, the body fragrance will become thicker, especially good. This should It is the fragrance of your true spirit. As your cultivation deepens, it will become more and more gloomy. It may be a special kind of spirituality."

He backhanded Ren Qiao: "Well, let's go, I found that you can't help me here. I just want to talk to you, I can't cultivate my heart with all my heart."

Just in the blink of an eye, Ren Qiao was outside the Dongfu, and his voice was faintly revealed to Xie Chengming’s low and magnetic voice: “If I really want to lie to you, I won’t say it to you, just sell it, you still don’t I am in my arms and have a pity. But now I don't want to be like that. I don't want to be your son. What do you mean when you treat me as a child?"

On the way back, Ren Qiao carefully tasted the words of Xie Chengming. Although it is the logic of God, it seems quite reasonable. If he said that the three years have passed so badly, he does not have to shed tears. As long as he shows a frustrated expression, Ren Qiao will hold him comfort for a long time.

But he didn't, he is no longer the one he was three years ago. At that time, he was a gloomy boy. He was always silent in the crowd, indifferent and alienated from the distance between people, and became a world. Despite living in a human society, he is not like a human being, just like a lone wolf.

Today, he has a hearty smile and is as bright as the sun. On the surface, he is keen on gags and inadvertently revealing the deep feelings, but it is that Ren Qiao’s heart is skipping.

He stayed away from the crowd and did not save time, so he cultivated a spiritual plant in this cave far from the world. But more than ever, he is more like an individual, washing his body.

Ren Qiao's lips are light, she likes this Xie Chengming. She used to try to warm him. Now he is a little sun. With him, she seems to be ten years younger with him.

It’s 15 years old, that’s great.

Zhou Yunqing was imprisoned, and Zhan Hong was temporarily taken over by Ren Qiao. Li Ming was the vice president, but he did not see anyone all day. He wanted to discuss with him.

Ren Qiao came to Li Ming's personal assistant: "Li Ming sees me badly, everyone knows. But this is Zhou Yunqing's exhibition macro, not my exhibition macro, your boss is missing me like this? Zhou Yunqing came out from prison, If the market value of Zhanhong falls, how can Li Ming explain to him?"

"Madam, actually"

Ren Qiao Yanyan's face, Xiu Mei contempt: "Call me to be the total."

The assistant smiled slyly and immediately changed his mouth: "Ren Zong, Li, deputy general, he went to jail. He deliberately smashed my house and then went to jail. He has secretly lost my money, you don't have to worry. This is his office. The key, the computer password, he also left you. He said that no matter what happens, you have the right to be the master."

"Jail in prison?"

"He wants to accompany Zhou."

Ren Qiao: ""

Is Li Ming's style so strange? She likes Zhou Yunqing so much that she will not go to jail with him!

"Forget it, let me take the information of the latest year's revenue first."

The assistant nodded: "Okay, wait a moment."

In the prison, Zhou Yunqing’s can be more than just Li Ming.