Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

When Shu Xiaomeng listened to Bai Wuchang complaining about Heiwuchang, he secretly poked it down.

Forget about worry, pursing lips, eyebrows drooping.

"He..." Wangyou paused, "What happened a hundred years ago?"

Wangyou knows that Guiqing was a good man for a hundred years ago, and his merits are added, so it is reasonable to say that it is impossible for him to become an evil ghost.

Bai Wuchang seemed to have known that Wangyou would ask like this. He waved his hand and said, "You should ask Pluto about this matter."

Wangyou nodded gently, she knew that she was going to see Pluto.

"I think the ghost must avoid me. Okay, I won't catch him for the time being. If he comes to you next time, tell him not to devour ghosts! Otherwise, the human world will have a new birth rate within ten years. It's a negative number!" Bai Wuchang said frantically.

Wangyou nodded, indicating that he knew it.

"Come on, I won't delay you, Pluto will be back the day after tomorrow, you...oh...cherish the last time." After speaking, Bai Wuchang left.

Wangyou understands the meaning of Bai Wuchang, she has only two days to get along with Guiqing.

When Pluto came back, only the ashes were the ones who waited for the ghost.

At this moment, Wangyou panicked like never before.

Her body trembled gently, and she took out all kinds of red makeup that she hadn't used for many years, and painted herself the most delicate makeup.

During this process, her hands were shaking gently.

But despite this, she still painted makeup carefully.

Shu Xiaomeng looked distressed aside, but she was helpless now.

Pinellia was watching Wangyou painting by the side, and her big eyes were full of curiosity and surprise.

Wangyou looks very good, and she is even more beautiful with makeup. In the entire underworld, I am afraid that she will never be able to find such a beautiful woman.

After about two hours, Wangyou's makeup was gone.

She stood up and waved her hand, the red dress on her body had already changed.

The clothes are still red, but more gorgeous, just like a bride going to marry grandly.

Shu Xiaomeng:! ! !

Miss Wangyou is going to marry herself!

Before Shu Xiaomeng recovered from the shock, Gui Qing appeared.

Guiqing stared blankly at Wang's worry in a red robe with exquisite makeup. There was surprise, joy, and love that almost overflowed in her eyes.

Wangyou sees Guiqing coming, and a smile is drawn from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, only a few poems appeared in Shu Xiaomeng's mind.

[There are beautiful women in the north, and they are independent from the world. 】

[Smile into the city, then smile into the country. 】

Wangyou's smile really poured into the entire underworld.

"The son." Wangyou's voice became more and more gentle, and there was a trace of her daughter's shyness in it.

"Worry...Worry..." Guiqing stepped forward, just wanting to embrace the beautiful woman in front of her.

"My son, is it beautiful to forget you?" Wangyou asked softly.

"Beautiful, beautiful." Gui Qing said in a daze.

The smile at the corner of Wangyou's mouth grew wider, but there was a trace of tears in her eyes.

"Since it's beautiful, is the son willing to accept the slave family?"

"Good... good..." Gui Qing said two good words, then his body was shaken, and he shook his head again and again and said, "No, no, not good."

The smile at the corner of Wangyou's mouth has not changed, but the tears in his eyes are almost pouring out.

"Why?" She heard herself say so.

"I...I..." Guiqing hesitated for a long time.

Shu Xiaomeng:! ! !

you you you! Actually!