Quick Transmigration: Boss Want to Occupy Me

Zhou Jin was stunned, the feeling radiated from Xu Lang at that moment was completely different from what he usually did.

Gloomy, strategy, and inexplicable possessiveness, strong and invincible.

Although Xu Lang is usually lazy and awkward, but such an unpredictable and gloomy appearance is really the first time I have seen him.

"Brother Lang?" Zhou Jin was a little startled, "Will it be so strict...serious? It's just a liking. Where is there no fragrance in the end of the world, why just love a flower?"

"Um."

Xu Lang nodded slightly, his expression lazily and somewhat casual, the whole person seemed to be much more relaxed, the cloud on his face disappeared, and he even had a faint smile.

"Thank you." Xu Lang said.

Zhou Jin: "???"

What did he do?

Xu Lang hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and he leaned against the pillow behind him with some comfort, and the heavy burden that had been on his chest for three days was suddenly lifted.

Very pleasant.

Zhou Jin finally left and went home with a lot of questions, and Xu Lang was the only one left.

The lighting in the ward is very good, and the dazzling of the dusk is projected in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining warmly on the bed.

Xu Lang, who was lying on it, kept looking up at the window, with a smile on his face.

Yeah, so stupid and sad.

If you like it, you should fight for it. Just like desperate liking, you should fight for, snatch, and plan desperately.

Step by step, take her a little bit into the palm of your hand, and a little bit into your arms.

What if she doesn't like me, let her like it.

Occupy her slowly and completely make her your own.

Think of a way, think of thousands of ways.

After all, he is not Zhou Jin.

There is only one like and only one heart.

Gave her,

She is mine.

...

A week later, Xu Lang was discharged from the hospital. Shili didn't pick him up. The system whispered in his ears all day that his favorability was about to drop. Anyway, he just ignored him.

The second class in the morning was her Chinese class. The door was kicked open when the class was in, and the eyes of the audience gathered to the back in an instant.

Standing at the back door, a teenager in school uniform, with his jacket hanging lazily on his shoulders, leaned against the door lazily with the sun on his back.

"Who... Damn! It's Lang Shao! Lang Shao dyed her hair!"

"Wow, it's the first time I saw Lang Shao's black hair. Hey, he's so handsome. No matter how handsome people are, they are so handsome. I really envy and hate!"

Even Shi Li, who was slightly leaning on the podium, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Xu Lang dyed his black hair back.

The blond hair that was originally flamboyant like the sun was dyed black, and it was cut short, to a length that could not be grasped with his hands, his ears were exposed, and his facial features became increasingly sharp and bright.

It was obviously dyed black, but he looked a little bit more scornful, feeling more evil than gold, hiding it under his eyes, and smiling infatuated.

He was chewing gum in his mouth, stood silly for a while, and walked to the podium on his own, his gaze lazily, as if he was looking at Shili, and he didn't seem to.

"Snapped!"

He slapped his hands heavily on the podium, making a heavy muffled noise, and the chalk dust was flying up and overflowing in the sun.

And Xu Lang, under everyone's eyes, approached Shili condescendingly.

Approaching, approaching, then gradually approaching with pressure, when Shi Li was in a daze, it seemed that this guy was about to kiss.

He paused and smiled brightly, and his soft black hair stood up, as sharp and aggressive as his smile.

"Hello, Teacher Chen."