Quick Transmigration: The Host Refuses to Save the Mission Target

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    Because Pei Song's transition period has ended, the dinner was a bit richer, with four dishes and a soup. At first glance, it was basically to Pei Song's liking.

    He Wenshi made dinner, and after dinner, Pei Song took over the task of washing the dishes as a matter of course. He Wenshi didn't argue with him much, but Pei Song still followed him while washing the dishes.

    I don't know if it was because He Wenshi was still a little scared of what happened during the day, and then he followed Pei Song almost wherever he went.

    It was as if there was a big golden retriever following him, always staying close to him.

    In fact, Pei Song also vaguely felt that this was a bit beyond the intimacy between ordinary classmates.

    But he didn't care much.

    But——

    "..."

    "Don't follow me when you take a shower."

    In front of the bathroom door, Pei Song was holding his pajamas, his mouth twitching slightly, and he turned his head to look at the person behind him with an indescribable expression.

    Hearing this, He Wenshi pouted. Pei Song actually sensed a feeling of grievance in his eyes, as if the ears of a big dog were drooping down in disappointment.

    Pei Song: "."

    How can this man pretend so well.

    "Okay, okay." He pinched his eyebrows with a headache and compromised, "You wait outside."

    He Wenshi's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about the grievances and pity just now. He smiled, as if his evil plan had succeeded.

    "..."

    Pei Song's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes in his heart and walked into the bathroom. There

    was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

    Pei Song's house was not big, and the bathroom was only a small one. Through the frosted door, you could vaguely see the shadow of the person inside under the rising hot steam.

    He Wenshi politely didn't look at it. The boy's slender body leaned against the frosted door, his head hung down, the broken hair on his forehead fell on his eyelids, and the emotion in his eyes was a little inexplicable.

    "Pei Song." After a while, he called out.

    The person inside heard the shout, turned off the water, tilted his body slightly to look over, and spoke.

    The voice was faint, but very steady, and fell into his ears with peace of mind.

    "What's wrong?"

    "Nothing," He Wenshi paused, leaned against the door, put one hand in his pocket, and smiled, "Just knowing you are here is enough."

    He looked up and exhaled gently.

    Knowing that someone is by his side, a sense of security rises from the inside out.

    -

    There are two days left in the holiday. Pei Song has been sleeping for the first five days. It can be said that he has not done any homework. It is also the first time in history that he has to feel the taste of making up homework.

    Before the holiday began, He Wenshi originally suggested that he could write for him, but he was directly surrendered by a glance from Pei Song.