Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan knows him, this is the shopkeeper who has a good impression on him that day, and is also one of the peach blossom that he provokes.

Rong Qing turned his head and looked at him, "the fortune teller is really right. My young master's peach blossom luck is really prosperous."

Lin Jinan did not dare to look at his eyes. The bartender was more of a watchful posture. Defending Rongqing was like guarding against an evil wolf.

"Waiter, it's the same room as before. Now we have seats." Lin Jinan earlier step, broke this suffocating atmosphere of embarrassment.

"Yes, I know you like that one, so I always pay attention to it." The bartender seems to be asking for credit, but in fact he is euphemistically expressing how much he looks.

The man with a mask on his side is ugly. He who has no face can hide his face.

If so, he is not worthy of young master.

Rong Qing in front of the outside, to restore to a silent grin, cold as ice, "lead the way."

Just listening to his voice can relieve the heat. It's too cold.

The second person in the shop is the weakest. Rong Qing just now is not like this. Once he gets cold, no one dares to be disrespectful to him.

"This skill is so powerful, brother Tong, I also want to learn it!" Lin Jinan greedy way, "I want to hang up, hang up, hang up!"

Open hang life is beautiful, once open hang a cool, always open hang always cool!

"Is Mr. Lin really going to open it? Now there are activities in the mall. Buy one, get one free. "

“……” Lin Jinan can see that the system mall is doing activities every day, which will face the danger of bankruptcy sooner or later.

"If you don't buy it, I'll talk about it. It's just a dry addiction." Lin Jinan firmly believes that he is a powerful player. As a player of strength faction, how can he always rely on plug-ins.

The image of the host rose in a flash, but only lasted for three seconds. Then he went to the toy store next door and bought a large shopping cart.

Rong Qing is sitting in the familiar elegant room. At the familiar position, there is also the object of love at first sight.

He poured himself a cup of tea. His fingers were slender and beautiful, and they were quite white.

"Ding, trigger the magic play on your fingertips. Please host it in two days." The sound of the system rings again.

"No, I just looked at Rong Qing's fingers more than once. I didn't think I would do any weird daily tasks." Lin Jinan wants to cry without tears, but the forced task triggered by himself can only be completed by himself.

Is it difficult for him to give Rongqing's fingers to others? He wanted to see who had the courage to give his master Lin's man a strong hand.

"Tong Ge, is there a specific number on this finger?" This one is also a finger, and five of them are still fingers.

After listening to the host's analysis, the system feels dirty, from the inside out.

"Mr. Lin, you can stack them one by one, then two or three. I don't recommend five at the same time." The tone of the system has no waves, as if it has lost interest in driving.

"Life in danger?" Ji Qing's fingers are longer than Lin's.

Five, together, seems to be life-threatening.

"Then I'll try one by one. After all, I'm a helpless and poor little flower." Lin Jinan hugged Rong Qing's arm, clutching his fingers with a snare.