Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

He was sleepy, and he couldn't care whether Ling Wuwen was here or not.

After just a few breaths, Yan Qizhen fell asleep.

Looking at Yan Qizhen who was pale from the pain, and his brows did not loosen even though he was asleep, Ling Wujin felt a little distressed.

Why do you have to let Xi Ziqiu's body and let Xi Ziqiu suffer from headaches?

What kind of headache is it that makes such a strong man not even have the strength to speak?

The moon cold in the last world... is really tolerable.

It was because Yuehan was so tolerant that Ling Wuyi thought it was. Could it be that Xi Ziqiu's body won't hurt so much as it goes further back.

From today's perspective, what she thought was just a thought.

Yan Qizhen's performance is not at all easier than that of the hosts in the previous worlds.

He looked Yan Qizhen up and down. He should have just returned home not long ago. The white shirt he was wearing was already soaked with sweat, and he was wearing black suit pants underneath. The black socks have not been taken off yet.

After thinking about it, Ling Wuwen went to the bathroom to find a washbasin, put a basin of warm water in it, took a towel, and brought the warm water to the living room.

Standing in front of the sofa, Ling Wuyue looked down at Yan Qizhen.

I wonder if it will be easier for Yan Qizhen to wake up at this time? If he saw her wipe his body, would it lower her favorability?

However, looking at Yan Qizhen's face covered in cold sweat, and his shirt, which was already more than half wet with sweat.

She really couldn't tolerate Yan Qizhen falling asleep like this!

No matter, let him wipe it off first——

After stripping Yan Qizhen so that only a small underwear was left to conceal his shame, Ling Wuyi began to wipe him with a towel. Then I went to Yan Qizhen's room and found his pajamas to change into.

He came out with a quilt and covered Yan Qizhen's body.

Standing there and watching Yan Qizhen for a while, it seemed that he was in a deep sleep, no matter how she fiddled with him, he showed no sign of waking up.

After taking the painkillers, Yan Qizhen finally won't have any headaches in the future.

Ling Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, took her bag and left Yan Qizhen's residence——

After Yan Qizhen woke up the next day, he felt that in the past thirty years, only last night had the best sleep!

Sitting up from the sofa, he looked down at the quilt covering his body and the pajamas he didn't know when to change into...

He frowned and thought about it, last night.

It seems...he suddenly had a headache while talking to Ling Wuxi, and then he took medicine to go to bed.

The doorbell rang, and he had to struggle to get up to open the door.

Then, he seemed to see Ling Wu!

It seems to be her, he seems to remember that Ling Wuwen fed him water...

Uh... so the clothes on his body were changed by Ling Wu? !

Picking up the mobile phone on the coffee table, he called Ling Wuxi——

When receiving the call from Yan Qizhen, Ling Wuyi was drawing comics.

Seeing that it was Yan Qizhen on the caller ID, Ling Wuyi quickly took off the headset and pressed the answer button.

The first sentence Ling Wuwen said was: "Uncle Policeman, do you still have a headache?"

have to! If Yan Qizhen could have lied to himself that Ling Wuyi's visit to his house was just an illusion, maybe he changed the pajamas himself, but he forgot.

But everyone knows that he has a headache, and the person who came to his house last night...

"How do you know where I live?"

This is what Yan Qizhen is more curious about. Could it be that kid Chen Ken said it again?

Ling Wuxi laughed and laughed: "I won't tell you! It makes you want to know but you can't know!"

Worried that Yan Qizhen would continue to ask questions, Ling Wuyi quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, I cooked egg and lean meat porridge in the rice cooker in the kitchen. I turned on the heat preservation mode, and it should still be warm now. You can eat it after washing up, to warm your stomach!"

Hearing Ling Wu's words, Yan Qizhen suddenly felt a strange warm current surging in his heart.

This feeling is very strange, he has never experienced it before!

With a vague hum, Yan Qizhen hung up Ling Wuxi's call as if evading.

Ling Wuyi stared at the phone in a daze, then burst out laughing.

The favorability had just soared to sixty, but he immediately hung up the phone.

Yan Qizhen, was he so moved that he felt shy? !

Hahaha... this is too cute!

After finally stopping laughing, Ling Wuyi put down the phone and continued to work with earphones——

In the next few days, Yan Qizhen did not find Ling Wuyue.

And because Ling Wuyi, the editor-in-charge, let her add manuscripts temporarily, she brought along the manuscripts of comics every day, and had no time to take the initiative to talk to Yan Qizhen.

Fortunately, Ling Wuwen's action was really fast, not only finished the script requested by Nanny Rong, but also finished the comic script for the second half of the novel.

Now, she just needs to send it to the editor-in-charge, Nanny Rong, in installments.

Tsk~ She really admired herself for staying up all night to finish all the manuscripts.

Turning her head to look at the bed next to her, after Ling Wuxi saved the manuscript, she went straight to her beloved bed.

She decided to sleep well for a day and a night, no one can stop her!

However, when the phone that belonged to Yan Qi Town rang, Ling Wuyue got up all of a sudden.

"Uncle Police..."

"The serial killer is at it again."

Yan Qizhen's tone was very dignified, obviously according to the usual rules, the murderer killed two people a year, and the interval between the two people was about nine months.

After Liu Li, they have been working hard to catch the murderer before he commits another crime!

But unexpectedly, in less than a month, he committed another crime!

For some reason, after knowing that the same murderer committed the crime, Yan Qizhen called Ling Wuyi.

Ling Wu, who had been extremely sleepy, regained her spirits all of a sudden: "Really? Where is it? Can I come over?"

"Are you sure?" Yan Qizhen's eyes fell on the corpse only two meters away from him, and the forensic doctor and witnesses were all beside him.

Hearing Ling Wuwen say: "I'm sure." Yan Qizhen reported the address.

Ling Wuxi pressed her swollen temples, patted her cheeks, and got up from the bed.

The weather is a little hot today, Ling Wuwen wore a powder blue shirt with long sleeves, paired with a pair of light white denim shorts.

With her hair tied into a high bun, she took her bag and went out to the address Yan Qizhen said.

Ling Wu's speed was quite fast, so when she came, the body of the deceased had not been taken away.

Because Yan Qizhen was with her, Ling Wuwen entered the scene of the crime.

Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, it can no longer be described by human beings...

Ling Wu, who has seen disgusting creatures like zombies before, just feels like she wants to spit out what she ate two hours ago.