Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Shu Xiaomeng was blindfolded, so she didn't know where she was taken.

She only felt that some roads were bumpy and some were smooth, and she seemed to hear some engine noise.

After a few years, Shu Xiaomeng was released, and then she saw the big bed she saw when she first came to this world.

It seems that Ding Qiyue took her to his private island.

Shu Xiaomeng looked at Ding Qiyue with some confusion, but saw him sitting on the bed, looking at her with deep eyes.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

What's the meaning?

Ding Qiyue stared at Shu Xiaomeng for a long time, then slowly said, "It's gone."

It took a long time for Shu Xiaomeng to realize that Ding Qiyue was talking about Xiaobao, which caught Shu Xiaomeng's attention.

From the time she saw Ding Qiyue to the present, Xiaobao has not been seen, which is indeed an incredible thing.

"Pickup pickup?" Where did it go?

Shu Xiaomeng also knew that Ding Qiyue couldn't understand what she was talking about, but she just couldn't control her mouth.

Ding Qiyue looked at Pikachu, who was obviously twice the size of his own Little Treasure before him, and there was a trace of deep thought in his eyes.

"Can you understand me?" Ding Qiyue asked.

Shu Xiaomeng nodded, then looked at Ding Qiyue seriously.

Ding Qiyue's brow furrowed more tightly. Why, why could the Pikachu in front of him understand him, but his own little treasure couldn't?

Is it really incomprehensible, or... pretending to be incomprehensible!

The aura on Ding Qiyue's body increased sharply, and Shu Xiaomeng was startled and jumped directly back.

With this jump, the entire floor seemed to shake.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

Suddenly remembered the orange cat.

Ding Qiyue looked at Shu Xiaomeng with a torch, as if he wanted to see something from her.

"How do you usually communicate with Si Kongying?" Ding Qiyue asked.

Shu Xiaomeng glanced at Ding Qiyue whose face was obviously not so good, and decisively pointed his finger at the computer that was placed aside.

A faint light flashed in Ding Qiyue's eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "You can type?"

Shu Xiaomeng nodded, and then she saw Ding Qiyue throw a mobile phone to her.

The interface of the mobile phone is an SMS interface, and the recipient is himself.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

Are the rich people equipped with two mobile phones?

"Now, I ask you to answer, understand?" Ding Qiyue said in a deep voice.

Shu Xiaomeng nodded, holding the phone in two small paws with a serious expression.

Roududu's face trembled, adding a touch of comedy inexplicably, but Ding Qiyue obviously didn't appreciate these.

He looked straight at Shu Xiaomeng, his eyes seemed to be gloomy.

"Where did it go?" he asked.

Shu Xiaomeng:...

How would she know that she fell!

So Shu Xiaomeng directly typed "I don't know" and then passed it to Ding Qi.

Ding Qiyue looked at the three words "I don't know" on the text message interface, and smiled at the corners of his mouth. It was still the kind of smile that didn't smile, and Shu Xiaomeng was a little daunted when he saw it.

"Next question." Ding Qiyue paused, "Do you also have the ball that Xiaobao holds on weekdays?"

Shu Xiaomeng nodded, and then took out the crystal ball from the bracelet space.

Ding Qiyue saw the crystal ball's eyes suddenly light up, and he directly stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

Shu Xiaomeng threw the crystal ball into Ding Qiyue's arms and watched him turn the crystal ball over, as if he wanted to see the crystal ball as a flower.