Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here Chapter 172

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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (26)

Bai Weiwei wanted to shake her head, but because she set up her persona this way, if she shook her head it would not be in line with her character.

For a time, she scrunched her face, allowing Mu Yanjun to misunderstand that she really thought that way.

Mu Yanjun caressed her beautiful face, “Really naive, do you think if you leave me now, you can still live?”

Bai Weiwei was shamed into anger by his actions, she glared at him, “You’ve done enough, isn’t it you that wants to kill me?”

Mu Yanjun’s movements paused, and then broke out into laughter.

He was handsome, and when he deliberately laughed seductively, he could easily overturn all intelligent life.

Bai Weiwei was fascinated by him, but this daze only lasted a moment, and then her eyes regained their calm.

Mu Yanjun’s expression suddenly sank and asked, “Do I look good?”

Bai Weiwei: Beautiful, no, I am the most beautiful.

Of course she must not dare to answer so. She could only frown, “What are you asking this for?”

Mu Yanjun bowed his head. He was an ambiguous distance from her, and his breath as he spoke would graze against her cheeks.

“You know how many filthy people there are in the palace. I was pleasing to the eye, so there was a perverted imperial eunuch who wanted to disgrace me.”

Bai Weiwei’s pupils shrank, completely not daring to believe.

Mu Yanjun took in her expression and felt as though he was dyeing her black.

She was clearly so pure and ignorant of the world, and he was like a demon, stubbornly desiring to drag her down to h.e.l.l together.

Bai Weiwei was truly shocked to hear Mu Yanjun’s words.

She asked the system: “Can an imperial eunuch also a.s.sault people? How could he be a.s.saulted without having a jj?”

The system coldly smiled: “Even if there’s no that thing, aren’t there still cuc.u.mbers, eggplants, jade rods and other such things?”

Bai Weiwei: Perverts can really play.

Mu Yanjun stroked her around her eyes, “Don’t be afraid, I killed that old pervert and threw his corpse down a well. No one found out that I did it.”

Bai Weiwei’s face was pale, there was a trembling sympathy contained in her eyes, “I did not think, did not think that you had encountered this.”

Mu Yanjun noticed her pity “Don’t you feel disgusted?”

Bai Weiwei hesitated a moment, before saying: “But it was not your fault.”

It wasn’t his fault…

Mu Yanjun lowered his eyes, he could hardly control the subtle tremors of his body.

The people of this world, scolded him, insulted him, hated him or feared him, no one ever empathized with him.

That year his age was just right, his father, mother and sister maintained an honest house. He wanted to pa.s.s through the formal imperial exams and be a good official.

But those wishes were destroyed by the Bai family overnight, and now he had become something similar to an apparition.

And today, there was a member of the Bai family that would show compa.s.sion and understanding toward him.

He thought it was ridiculous.

But why, when he saw Bai Weiwei’s eyes filled with compa.s.sion, he could not laugh.

Rather it was like, he was flooded with heartache and grievance.

Bai Weiwei tried to persuade: “You have been very strong, you escaped the imperial eunuch’s humiliation, and also saved yourself.”

Mu Yanjun laughed in a low voice. He raised his eyes, they were bright yet dreadful.

Bai Weiwei felt that he stared at her like a wolf might watching meat, avaricious and joyful.

“Perhaps the heavens feel indebted to me, and so they sent me you.”

For the first time Bai Weiwei could not understand his brain circuits, this dialogue jump was too vast, she was sent by the system, not the heavens.

Mu Yanjun suddenly bowed his head and kissed her. This kiss was strong and fast, like stamping her.

Bai Weiwei was startled and ducked to avoid.

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 20.】

Mu Yanjun did not care about her attempted dodge, he suddenly softly whispered: “You owe me not only a life, but also my whole life. So, you have to use yourself to compensate, for a lifetime.”

These words were like a curse, loaded with the potential to inevitably bind her.