Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

The aroma of food filled the air.

Ning Xi looked at the plates and bowls that He Kezhou had already set on the table and gave He Kezhou high praise.

A man who is observant and proactive deserves praise.

She took off her apron and asked He Kezhou to call Zhou Zhishui and the others.

He Kezhou pulled her to the air conditioner to cool off the sweat from cooking.

Ning Xi was actually fine; the air conditioning in the living room wafted into the kitchen, and there was also a fan blowing directly on her.

It's not that hot.

He Kezhou saw her shrinking back from the cold air, standing in front of the air conditioner to block the wind, and pulled Ning Xi into his arms.

Ning Xi tried to push him away without thinking.

Cooking leaves you smelling of cooking oil and sweat.

He Kezhou didn't mind, but she herself disliked it.

It's not that she doesn't want He Kezhou to hug her.

I need to make sure she's clean and tidy before I hug her.

Ning Xi: "Don't hug me. It's hot, and I'm sweating so much. I smell bad."

He Kezhou gently rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath falling on her neck, igniting a burning sensation.

She wasn't covered in any oily or greasy smells; her clothes were slightly soaked with sweat, but instead, she exuded a soft, sweet fragrance, like a sun-dried white peach mixed with a faint scent of grass and trees.

He petted her like he was petting a cat.

Ning Xi pushed him away, "He Kezhou, you're so annoying."

He Kezhou buried his face in her neck.

Ning Xi suddenly thought of catnip.

He Kezhou sucked on her, just like a cat sucking on catnip and getting all excited.

Wait, we need to change the cat to a leopard.

He Kezhou wanted to be close to her all the time.

She wouldn't let him, and he gazed at her with deep, calm eyes.

They said nothing, yet they said everything.

My wife won't let me put it up, and I'm unhappy about it.

My wife won't let me hug her, and I'm unhappy.

Especially since he still had bruises on his face, Ning Xi found it hard to harden her heart.

"Hold me for three more minutes, then I'm going to take a shower. You call them, the food's ready."

Her indulgence emboldened He Kezhou to take advantage of her.

They hugged and hugged, and then they kissed.

Ning Xi was so dizzy from his kisses that her lips were swollen.

She turned her head away, her slender white fingers gripping his clothes tightly. "He Kezhou, if you kiss me again, I won't have to eat lunch with you guys."

She felt like they kissed for a long time.

He Kezhou lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at his phone, which he had left on the dining table.

His dark eyes shone brightly, filled with a lingering, intense longing, his gaze burning hot as he fixed his gaze on Ning Xi.

Ning Xi mimicked him, nudging him with her face: "Baby, go call them, I'm going to take a shower and change into some clean clothes."

Her voice was exactly the tone used to coax kindergarten children.

He Kezhou released her, his ears turning slightly red.

Despite his cold and aloof demeanor, his heart softened when she called him "baby."

Wife, call him baby.

His wife was trying to comfort him.

Happy.

Ning Xi really enjoyed seeing He Kezhou's face turn cold, but his ears would secretly turn red.

She was itching to tease him...

Before she went back to her room to find her clothes, she deliberately pinched his ear lightly.

"He Kezhou, what's wrong with you today?"

He Kezhou held his phone and looked up at her.

Ning Xi said in a languid voice, "Your ears are red again."

After saying that, she went into the room without turning her head.

He Kezhou stared intently at Ning Xi's fair neck, which was revealed after she pulled her hair back with a shark clip. His gaze followed her figure downwards, lingering on her supple waist and languidly stretched back. He could not see anything else.

My feet followed uncontrollably, and just as I was about to step into the room, the door suddenly closed in front of me.

He Kezhou stared at the closed door, listening to the mechanical voice in his ear that said "Please call back later" without being answered, and leaned against the wall.

Ning Xi left the room and was pulled over by He Kezhou who kissed her lips before letting her go to take a shower.

When she came out of the shower, she still couldn't get through to He Kezhou on the phone.

"What happened?"

"Inefficient."

She took a picture with her phone and sent it to Zhou Zhishui.

She always says her cooking is delicious, but when she actually does it, she's not enthusiastic about cooking.

Condemn him.

Some people enjoy cooking, while others hate it.

Ning Xi belongs to the former category.

She likes this everyday, down-to-earth atmosphere.

He Kezhou couldn't get through on the phone, so he gave up.

He went to the kitchen to serve Ning Xi rice.

Ning Xi grabbed him, "Let's try one last time. If we can't get through, we'll go to the car dealership and call them. We agreed to have lunch together."

We had already arranged it in the morning that we would have lunch at your house.

It's not even 11:30 yet.

Ning Xi guessed that they were probably busy.

She cooks breakfast early because she has to go to work in the afternoon.

Someone knocked on the door, and Ning Xi assumed it was Zhou Zhishui and the others.

He Kezhou opened the door and let the deliveryman come in.

Ning Xi looked at her master with a puzzled expression.

He Kezhou helped his master and looked at Ning Xi: "The television."

Ning Xi, puzzled, asked He Kezhou, "Why did you suddenly decide to buy a TV?"

She rents an apartment and rarely buys large items.

Firstly, it's impossible to take it with you when you move, and secondly, it's very expensive.

She rarely saw He Kezhou watching videos or TV series, and he rarely watched movies either.

He Kezhou: "The TV sound is louder than the cell phone sound."

There are also visuals.

That way, when Ning Xi is home alone, the house won't feel so quiet.

Ning Xi watched with a smile as he helped the master unpack the box. She suddenly felt that the house they were renting was starting to feel more and more like home.

Every plant in the pot is lush and green.

Although the house is old, it has become warm and beautiful with careful decoration.

After the TV was installed, Zhou Zhishui finally got through on the phone.

He Kezhou was selecting a show with the remote control when Ning Xi answered Zhou Zhishui's call and turned on the speakerphone.

It was very noisy from the car dealership.

Ning Xi thought it was the sound of renovation work.

After about ten seconds, Zhou Zhishui's panting voice was heard: "Brother Zhou... we've run into a little trouble here... we'll be late."

Before Ning Xi could ask, the call was abruptly disconnected.

Ning Xi's heart tightened, realizing that the car dealership was being harassed again.

He Kezhou put down the remote control. "I'll go check. You wait for me at home."

Ning Xi insisted on going with him.

Just kidding, with He Kezhou all injured, she wouldn't be able to rest easy at home if he went alone.

……

Car dealership.

Three black luxury cars arrived aggressively and have been blocking the main entrance of the car dealership for half an hour.

Inside the lead van, a man wore a loose hospital gown and a hospital wristband. His handsome, refined face was pale and sickly, his delicate features concealing a chilling ruthlessness.

He stared intently at Lan Zheng, who had been dragged inside by Meng Yizhen just a minute earlier. His eyes were churning with overwhelming hatred, and his anger was almost bursting out of control.

"Young Master Meng, what do you mean?"

He waited outside the car for half an hour but didn't go down to bring Lan Zheng up, which was to give Meng Yizhen face.

There's another connection: Meng Yizhen is his cousin.

His father cherished and protected Meng Yizhen like the apple of his eye.

He is clearly the grandson, but he enjoys the treatment of a biological grandson.

The old man acted as if he couldn't see his own grandson.

From now on, the old man is the one who calls the shots in the Jiang family.

He had always been inferior to Meng Yizhen since childhood.

No matter what he does, he can't compare to Meng Yizhen.

They were even said to be hopeless and incapable of being helped.

Meng Yizhen is the most capable and the most powerful.

He was seething with anger.

Meng Yizhen didn't even glance at Jiang Yuanhao.

They treated everyone the same, like air.

Jiang Yuanhao completely lost his temper.

Just now, Lan Zheng was standing outside the car dealership, pulling her dirty suitcase and standing in the rain without even using an umbrella. Meng Yizhen seemed not to see her at all.

He also realized that Meng Yizhen had no intention of protecting his ex-girlfriend, who had caused him to lose face and exile herself to Xincheng.

He was waiting for Lan Zheng to get on the bus on her own.

In this way, he neither offended Meng Yizhen nor did he offend him.

We can also watch this former couple's dramatic love-hate relationship unfold.

Lan Zheng cheated on Meng Yizhen, then turned around and got married to Su Chongzhao, making him the laughing stock of the entire Beijing social circle.

The women who admire Meng Yizhen say he has fallen from grace, that he has torn his bones and tendons for a woman, and that he is no longer the proud son of heaven they once knew.

As they were talking, the driver opened the car door on his side.

Jiang Yuanhao couldn't understand Meng Yizhen's attitude.

The driver respectfully held the umbrella for him, leaving most of his own body exposed to the rain.

Eight burly bodyguards stood behind him.

Zhou Zhishui stood outside the car dealership, holding an umbrella, speechless yet feeling that Jiang Yuanhao was as stupid as ever.

He is in a hurry.

He was eager to go to his brother Zhou's house for a free meal.

His phone died and suddenly shut down, making him even more anxious.

Zhou Zhishui: "Jiang Yuanhao, are you even a man?"

Zhou Zhishui: "Making such a big fuss just to target one woman?"

He was also quite bewildered the moment Meng Yizhen pulled Lan Zheng into the car dealership.

His brother Zhen clearly wasn't planning to get involved in this matter anymore.

Zhou Zhishui's words stung Jiang Yuanhao.

Thinking of the kick Lan Zheng gave him, which would prevent him from ever touching a woman again for the rest of his life, he didn't stop thinking about killing Lan Zheng.

Jiang Yuanhao sneered, completely disregarding Zhou Zhishui, and gave him an arrogant look: "Did I speak to you? Do you have the right to interrupt?"

Zhou Zhishui clicked his tongue, "They really think they're someone important."

Normally, Jiang Yuanhao would talk to Zhou Zhishui for a while, but today, he simply didn't have the patience.

He gestured to his bodyguard, "This young master wants the two teeth from his dog's mouth."

Zhou Zhishui threw away the umbrella and put his phone in his pocket.

Even if he has no chance of winning against eight opponents, he still has a "I'm not afraid of you, come and fight me if you dare" look on his face.

Zhou Zhishui has never lost a verbal battle: "This weakling young master has quite the air about him, and he's very good at bullying others."

Jiang Yuanhao snorted, "All of you, get him! Kill him!"

Meng Yizhen looked at Jiang Yuanhao, her eyes clear and sharp: "Try touching him."