Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2758 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (4)

  Bai Weiwei finally reached Lu Xinglan's yard.

  The courtyard was empty, and a place like a martial arts field was set up outside, with knives, guns, sticks, and various targets.

   Several pieces were broken and are crumbling.

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

  I feel that those targets are her head.

  The door of the house was wide open, and the moonlight poured in generously.

  The curtain of broken beads was raised and bundled aside.

  In the room, you can see the incense stove, with the smoke of agarwood floating.

  Although Lu Xinglan is the most senior military commander, with the title of general, he has made numerous military achievements.

   But he is not simply a brainless general.

  He likes reading and is good at strategy.

  The staff officers around him are just decorations.

  And after leaving the battlefield, the life he likes tends to be refined.

  The style of the house is as elegant as that of a literati.

  Bai Weiwei was holding a basin of water, her hands were already sore.

   There is really no one in the yard.

   It seems that there is a book boy or something.

   But no one was seen.

  The system said: "The male lead is sitting inside and reading a book. He is sitting in a relatively remote place. Others can't see him at the door, but he can see everything at the door."

  Bai Weiwei: "Such a person is very vigilant."

  Finding a place to read a book is like squatting on the advantageous ground for hunting, peeking around secretly to feel at ease.

  She stood at the door without saying a word.

   Instead, he remained silent, hesitation and anxiety even appeared on his face, and his eyes fluctuated with a hint of expectation and fear.

  The garnet red skirt also moved slightly.

   Abnormally anxious and restless.

  On the side of the bead curtain in the room, a lot of books were randomly thrown on the rosewood table.

  On the table, large black cuffs were casually hanging down on the edge of the table, and a hand as delicate as jade was casually flipping through the book.

  He heard someone coming.

  But he didn't bother to raise his eyes.

  The heat at night is hot, and there is an ice basin in the house.

  Bai Weiwei lingered outside for a while, and asked the system for side rewards by the way.

  The branch line of the previous plane was so tiring.

  Even if the reward is weak, she will not let it go, after all, it is a little bit to cheat the system.

  The system has already searched every corner of the discount area of ​​the supermarket.

   Finally found a decent reward for him.

   "Ding, branch rewards are issued."

  Bai Weiwei waited for a long time, "Huh? What reward?"

  Why there is no instruction manual.

  System: "The reminder is stuck, it is a kind of fragrant essential oil, which has been sprinkled on you."

  Bai Weiwei looked bewildered: "What is it for?"

  System: "Isn't the male lead disgusting women? Probably because the smell of femininity is too stinky. I will reward you with a scented essential oil to ensure that your femininity is different, so that he can't stop smelling it, and he definitely doesn't want to vomit."

  Bai Weiwei: "What if it's not the taste that disgusts him?"

  System: "...then the reward is useless haha."

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

  Can this reward be any less reliable?

  Spicy chicken.

  Bai Weiwei felt like standing at the door again, chatting with the system about the branch line.

   It is estimated that he will have a myocardial infarction with anger.

  She resumed her character, and walked lightly, well-behaved, but without a sound.

   One foot just hit the threshold.

  But I heard a voice as cold as ice and snow, as crisp as broken jade, from inside the door.

"Let's go back."

  Bai Weiwei's footsteps stopped, her eyelashes trembled, and her voice contained a hint of surprise.

   "Master?"

  The voice was unexpectedly pleasant and mellow.

  Let the man who is reading a book raise his eyes indifferently.

  But outside the bead curtain, she saw a petite figure standing at the door, curling up like a willow in the early spring breeze.

  She bent her body, as if she wanted to see something, her charming eyes were wet, and her pure white face was tinged with delicate blush because of walking.

   Like pinched flower buds, a tender pinch.

  Extremely coquettish, but more pure and simple beauty.

  The eyes of the man sitting at the table froze slightly.

  But saw that bold girl had already stepped into his house.

  The momentary stagnation in the man's eyes disappeared, replaced by a trace of impatience.

   I am not afraid of death.

   It seems that one more will be kicked out.

   Last update.

   I couldn't think of the subject for a while, so I brought up the last subject of the copywriting, the misogynistic general.

   My taste has always been so single.

   Sweet and greasy little white flowers or something.

  (end of this chapter)