It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

14

Xi Ye: In such a hurry, hurrying home?

[No, look at the watch, it's almost midnight, who told you that you slept in the nanny car for too long before,] Hesitantly, 1101 said, "I said Xi Ye, you don't really intend to let him stay here..."

"Wow."

The next second, there was a crisp cracking sound in the bathroom.

Xi Ye sat cross-legged on the sofa for too long, staggered a bit after putting on his shoes before standing still, and as soon as he opened the bathroom door, he saw Gu Cong whose trousers, shoes and socks were all wet.

Next to it was a celadon basin that had been broken into several petals. Seeing him enter the door, a trace of panic visible to the naked eye flashed across the young man's face. He apologized hastily and bent down to pick it up: "I'm sorry."

What answered him was the young man's obviously raised voice: "Don't move."

"..." Gu Cong's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

He suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting that he had been obsessed with ghosts just now.

However, before Gu Cong could think about it and say something to remedy it, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him up to stand by the sink.

"Don't you feel any pain? It's all red." With a splash of cold water, Xi Ye looked serious, "It's not like there is no broom at home, do you need to pick it up with your hands?"

Gu Cong was stunned: "But that is a gift from Senior Xue..."

"So what did he give you? Is it gold-rimmed? Do you have to offer it? If it breaks, it will break, and if it breaks, it will be safe." Xi Ye didn't feel how important an unused flower pot was. He was sure that Gu Cong's hand was only red, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "What about you? How old is it that you can be scalded by hot water?"

--He usually doesn't talk much, but now it's like beans in a bamboo tube, string after string.

Gu Cong's heart warmed up: "I'm distracted."

When he came back to his senses, the water had overflowed, and he instinctively let go.

In fact, the moment the porcelain basin fell from his hand, he had every chance to reluctantly grab it, but at that moment, Gu Cong hesitated.

He couldn't tell what he was thinking, maybe jealousy? Jealous of Xue Minglang getting closer to Xi Ye, jealous of this family with almost no traces of life, actually keeping "outsider" things.

"Forget it, change out the wet clothes first," Xi Ye said helplessly as he signaled Gu Cong to stand there obediently, "I'll check if there are any pants you can wear."

In the eight worlds so far, this is the second time that 1101 has seen its host so energetic.

The last time was when the other party picked up the board and went surfing.

The bathroom door was closed in vain, and Gu Cong saw himself in the mirror raising the corners of his mouth, but the next second he heard the crisp doorbell.

"Ding dong."

Xi Ye who was about to go to the bedroom was also stunned.

This point, could it be Zhou Ming? Or Gu Cong's company came to ask for someone?

"Unfortunately, neither," quickly invading the surveillance outside the door, and 1101 generously shared the view with the host, "Qing Qiang, Xue Minglang, are you surprised?"

Xi Ye finally remembered that besides Zhou Ming and the life assistant, his trumpet had personally brought Xue Minglang to register at the security office.