Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Banxia licked a mouthful of candied haws, blinking her eyes, and she chose not to speak smartly.

When Gui Qing heard this, she bowed her head in disappointment.

"Girl Wangyou, I remembered that I still had something to do, so I left first." Gui Qing said hurriedly and left.

Wangyou just smiled faintly, and whispered "Goodbye."

After Guiqing left, Banxia looked at Wangyou and asked: "Mother, that uncle looks exactly the same as his father, why do you say you don't know him?"

Wangyou just faintly shook his head and said, "You are still too young to understand."

Banxia pouted her lips, puzzled, but didn't refute Wangyou's words.

And now Shu Xiaomeng who heard the mother-daughter dialogue:! ! !

She seems to have discovered something terrible!

"No. 001! I found a gossip about fried chicken!" Shu Xiaomeng said.

No. 001:...

"Host, what gossip?" 001 asked.

"Little Lolita Banxia said that Guiqing looks exactly like her father, but Wangyou does not admit it. Think of Guiqing twice and ask him if he has seen Wangyou. Think about it, what can you think of?" Shu Xiaomeng said.

No. 001:...

"Host, please speak frankly, as a system, I don't know much about human emotions." No. 001 said plainly.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

Number 001 is not cute!

"This shows that Guiqing is Banxia's father! It's that scumbag!" Shu Xiaomeng said.

"Oh, so what?" 001 asked rhetorically.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

It seems... can't do it?

"No, right! No. 001, you almost made me crooked!" Shu Xiaomeng thought for a long time, always feeling that something was wrong.

"No. 001, let me tell you, I always think there is an inside story in this matter. Judging from my years of watching dog-blood dramas, there must be a very poignant love story in it!" Shu Xiaomeng said.

No. 001:...

"Host, you have time for gossip, why don't you think about how to complete the task." No. 001 vomited.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

The other party didn't want to talk to you and fell into a deep sleep.

No. 001 felt very helpless as a system, and even more helpless as the system of its own host.

But no way, who made it stand on such a host?

Shu Xiaomeng doesn't know the voice of her own system at all. She is secretly organizing various information, trying to restore the truth of the ghost Qing's departure.

When combining information, she always felt that she had missed something, but she did not find the answer until Bai Wuchang came again.

When Bai Wuchang came, he was still dressed in white, but he looked a little more haggard this time compared to his face.

Forgotten to see that Bai Wuchang's state was a bit bad, and he cared very intimately.

Bai Wuchang glanced at Wangyou, crying without tears, and almost burst into tears.

"Worry, my life is so bitter!" Bai Wuchang cried.

Forget about worries:...

"What's the matter?" Wangyou asked.

"Hey, the evil spirit hasn't been found yet. Pluto ordered me to taste the eighteenth **** if I can't find it. Hey, I'm so bitter... Hey... "Bai Wuchang almost didn't cry as he said.

Forget about worries:...

Today's white impermanence seems a little weird.

Pinellia: ...Uncle Bai Wuchang is too immature!

Shu Xiaomeng:...

As a boy, please be masculine!