Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1547 The little maid of the retarded prince (23)

  Ning Jiumo, a big man, blankly pointed his finger at the unspeakable place below him.

  If it weren't for the loose robe, nothing could be seen.

  Bai Weiwei probably kicked it by raising her foot reflexively.

  Of course she thought that he was mentally retarded, so she forgave his rogue-like posture.

  After all, for a man with almost zero IQ, pointing at his little Gogou must be similar to pointing at his own fingers and his own toes.

  Seeing that she didn't respond, Ning Jiumo seemed to think that she didn't know what was wrong with her.

  He reached out quickly, took her hand, and was about to press down on himself.

   "It's here, it's hard, it's hard..."

  He didn't know how to describe it, it was hot, itchy and painful, which made him feel overwhelmed.

  But the next second, her hand broke free.

   "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

  Bai Weiwei said in a cold voice with a righteous face.

  Ning Jiumo was taken aback for a moment, holding the air with his fingers vainly.

  He shook his thin lips, his eyes turned red, and he hid his hands behind him in aggrieved manner.

   Then he lowered his head, not daring to look at Bai Weiwei, as if he didn't know what he had done wrong again.

  And Bai Weiwei just wanted to maintain her personality, after all, no matter how calm a little maid is.

  Can't say that she is an old driver, although she can calmly help him out.

  But this is out of character.

  Even if Ning Jiumo is a child, Bai Weiwei also said that the human design cannot be broken.

  So seeing Ning Jiumo's appearance of being bullied, she frowned and said in embarrassment: "Your Highness, you... have grown up."

  Ning Jiumo raised his head blankly, because he came out in a hurry, he didn't even tie up his hair, and let it loose casually.

  He has a slender figure, and he is used to seeing the disfigured half of his face, and he feels the beauty and gentleness of his eyebrows and eyes even more.

  So when he pursed his thin lips tightly and looked at people with innocent eyes.

  There is always a kind of innocent and pitiful energy.

  Bai Weiwei can actually pretend to be his virtue. After all, she pretends to be cute and innocent. She doesn't know how many times she has acted.

   But the acting is not as natural as Ning Jiumo's stupidity revealed from the bottom of his bones.

   Seeing that he was still acting stupid, Bai Weiwei had no choice but to stretch out her hand.

   Ning Jiumo's aggrieved eyes immediately burst into a happy smile, and he immediately held her hand.

  Hold tightly, afraid that Bai Weiwei will not want him again.

  Bai Weiwei was really helpless, so she led him to Ning Palace.

  After returning, Ning Jiumo sat awkwardly, but didn't dare to say anything.

  The bottom is still burning hot.

  He was afraid that if he said it again, Bai Weiwei would despise him for trouble, and would leave him again.

  Ning Jiumo's face was blushing, and hot sweat came out of his forehead.

  He hugged his leg, a little annoyed why he felt uncomfortable.

  Bai Weiwei came in with hot water to wash her face, and saw the little fool Ning Jiumo holding his legs bitterly, looking like he was about to cry.

  The corner of her mouth twitched, she really couldn't stand how stupid this fool could be.

   To say that he is as stupid as an animal is to flatter him.

  Animals can reproduce by nature. He doesn’t even know anything about suffering.

  Bai Weiwei sighed, "I'm a little maid who doesn't know the world, how can I teach him this."

  The system is holding the scissors and cutting the red thread hard. What is the red thread made of?

   Too gritty too.

  Hearing Bai Weiwei's words, the system's fingers trembled, as if being caught doing something bad.

   After all, to break the red line of others is to destroy the marriage of the host.

   This is about to be struck by lightning.

   But thinking that the red thread belonged to Ye Yuxuan, it would be impossible if he didn't cut it.

  (end of this chapter)