Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1540 The little maid of the retarded prince (15)

  Ning Jiumo finished tearing up the kite, only to belatedly realize that what he was holding was made by Bai Weiwei.

  The kite just made.

  No one in this palace has ever been willing to make a kite for him.

  Ning Jiumo suddenly looked up at Bai Weiwei with some trepidation, and he tore off the things she gave him.

  He did something wrong again.

  Bai Weiwei just walked up to him, trying to comfort him, but Ning Jiumo didn't know what stimulated her, so she slapped her hand away.

  Then he ran to the corner and squatted down like the wind, wishing to shrink himself into a round egg.

  Ning Jiumo thought she was going to hit him.

   Because he ripped her things.

  He buried his head in his lap, not daring to beg for mercy, and could only keep shaking.

  Bai Weiwei's hand was stagnant in mid-air, her rational and clever mind was now at a loss.

  Which one is this acting in?

  How does Ning Jiumo change his emotional state every second?

  Bai Weiwei asked the system: "Are all mentally retarded people like this?"

  System: "There are other types of mental retardation."

  Bai Weiwei was puzzled: "There are different types of mental retardation?"

  System: "Divided, such as the demented and mentally retarded who drool, the mentally retarded who can't take care of themselves when they pee their pants, and the mentally retarded who spits out after eating..."

  Bai Weiwei: "Stop."

  After listening to the systematic classification of mental retardation, she looked at Ning Jiumo with the kindness of an angel.

  Ning Jiumo was a little silly and a little convulsed.

   But at least people don't drool, pee their pants, and don't spit out after eating.

  Suddenly felt that Ning Jiumo was a clean stream in the mentally handicapped world.

   Much higher IQ than other mentally retarded people.

   Ning Jiumo held his head in silent fear, and suddenly he gently stroked his hair with one hand.

  He was stiff all over, as if he was afraid that Bai Weiwei's fingers would grab his hair and drag him out.

  But the next moment, he was hugged into a soft and warm embrace.

  He was dazed and didn't dare to move, the warm breath of the girl who was holding him was close to his ear, and a few strands of her long hair fell to his neck, itching and light.

   "Okay, Your Highness."

  She seemed afraid of scaring him, her voice was suppressed, appearing more gentle.

   "It's okay, you beat the bad guys away."

  Ning Jiumo blinked, a little strange and confused, and finally couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Aren't you going to hit me?"

  Bai Weiwei seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then she laughed softly, "Your Highness, you really are, I can't beat His Highness, never will be possible."

  Ning Jiumo's eyelashes trembled. He seemed a little hesitant, but he mustered up great courage, stretched out his hand, and carefully placed it on Bai Weiwei's back.

  Her back is very thin and thin, as if very fragile.

   This made him even more afraid to be honest, for fear of hurting her.

  But he felt that her arms were safe.

   Much safer than any dark corner.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is twenty. 】

  Bai Weiwei hugged him, and she didn't let go of him until she felt that he had calmed down and no longer had convulsions.

  But Ning Jiumo's hand suddenly exerted force.

   It seems that they are unwilling to give up this hugging gesture.

  Bai Weiwei was puzzled: "Your Highness?"

  Ning Jiumo was silent for a while, and then said cautiously: "I... I'm afraid, don't go."

  He wanted her to keep holding him.

   After hugging for a while, he felt that her soft and warm body smelled really good.

   So he lied again.

  Ning Jiumo was a little at a loss, he didn't really understand what lies meant.

  (end of this chapter)