Quick Transmigration: Report to the Host, You Have Been Attacked!

Wait for death.
Lu Chenjin is not the Holy Father. Even though he has already decided to do everything in his power to save the survivors in the plaza, he must still pick who he saves.
As a result, Lu Chenjin followed Xi Ying out.
“They really did leave!”
“It’s entirely your fault for having such a lousy idea. You said you wanted to slap them, which is fine, but watch how you made them leave in anger!”
“They looked to be powerful, yet they were annoyed by you and left. Who will now defend us?”
Suddenly, the people in the restaurant began to quarrel amongst themselves.
They blamed each other but never confessed their mistakes.
*
As Xi Ying realized Lu Chenjin was following her, she turned around and questioned, “Don’t you think my heart is quite vicious?”
Lu Chenjin took two large steps forward and approached Xi Ying’s side.
“Where is the viciousness?” His mysterious eyes flashed like the night.
“I just abandoned them because they wouldn’t give me food.” Xi Ying shrugged casually.
“That isn’t vicious.” Lu Chenjin reclaimed Xi Ying’s wrist, glanced forward, and didn’t see how ambiguous his move was. “It’s called common sense.”
“Why are you holding me? Have you run out of energy again?” Xi Ying fixed her gaze on Lu Chenjin’s hand.
“It’s a little hypocritical.” Lu Chenjin acknowledged openly.
“It’s the first time I’ve witnessed a man publicly declare his innocence. When we go to the grocery store later, do you want to get some medicine for your kidney, by the way?” Xi Ying pursed her lips, kept back a grin, and gazed at Lu Chenjin’s side face.
Lu Chenjin’s footsteps abruptly stopped.
Xi Ying was taken aback.
[Tsk tsk, host, you’re going too quickly, and Lu Chenjin is getting motion sickness.]
Lu Chenjin’s attention slowly moved toward Xi Ying.
A layer of blue-purple lightning flared in his eyes.
“You just mentioned you were going to the grocery, to look for, what?”
While Lu Chenjin talked, he took a step closer to Xi Ying’s direction with each pause.
Then Xi Ying took a step back as she stared up at him.
Xi Ying’s back had already reached the wall once he finished speaking.
“It’s nothing.” Xi Ying dropped her gaze and turned away from him.
If you look again, you will be drawn to the stunning look in his eyes.
A faint sound came from the head, a slight aroma of cologne sprayed from the tip of the nose, and warm breath sprayed from the ear.
“Should I let you try, to see if my kidney is not weak?”
A lover’s low, gruff voice whispered. It has the ability to capture people’s attention.
[Emm, I didn’t expect Lu Chenjin’s driving abilities to be so good!]
Xi Ying suddenly lifted her head. She wanted to respond to Lu Chenjin’s words.
Nevertheless, Lu Chenjin sealed all her words with his lips before she raised her head and had no chance to speak.
The lips connected perfectly, and Xi Ying could feel the soul’s imprint on his body.
Lu Chenjin is her lover!
As soon as this idea entered her mind, Xi Ying’s eyesight dimmed and she fell unconscious.
*
When Xi Ying awoke, she was resting in the grocery aisle where massage chairs were sold.
She was wrapped in a soft and comfy thin blanket.
Why did she pass out right now?
That’s weird.
Xi Ying is suddenly weak all over, as if her body has been hollowed out.