Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

   Chapter 829 Cousin (42)

  Qi Chimu originally wanted to refuse, but saw that the lamp was really exquisite, and it was the kind of delicate and beautiful thing that girls like most.

  He accidentally reached out and took it.

   Then he turned his head and stepped off the stage.

  In the bustling crowd, he had a dark and sullen face, not at all as handsome as he was on stage just now.

   My mood turned bad for no reason.

  Qi Chimu held the lamp handle and walked forward.

  Suddenly he stopped, and a crescent-colored figure ran out from the side.

   Then he slammed headfirst into his arms.

  Qi Chimu was knocked back a few steps and was about to scold him.

  But I found a familiar fragrance in my arms.

  He lowered his head and saw Bai Weiwei covering her nose with tears in her eyes, a little aggrieved and coquettishly said, "Why is this road so slippery?"

  It has snowed, it must be slippery.

  Qi Chimu stood firm, holding the lamp in his hand, and wanted to push her away, but hesitated for a moment and didn't push her away.

  Bai Weiwei raised her head and quickly stabilized her body.

  She was a little awkward, stretched out her hand and tugged on her cloak, and snorted coldly, "Didn't you make an appointment to watch the lanterns?"

   This is the same as questioning your lover.

  Qi Chimu also vaguely felt that something was wrong with such a slow-moving person.

   But this kind of something is not right, but it is not particularly uncomfortable.

  He smiled calmly, "I thought my cousin didn't like to see me. After all, it's a rare Lantern Festival night. It's not good if my mood gets spoiled when I see someone I hate so much."

  Bai Weiwei's expression froze, and then she tried her best to put on a cold face.

   "Yeah, I'm really in a bad mood seeing you."

  Qi Chimu sighed, "I seem to remember that woman who did the laundry asked me in the morning whether the matter of holding the wrong child was true or not."

  Bai Weiwei's icy expression cracked, she took a deep breath, as if she was holding back her anger.

  Then she gritted her teeth and said softly, "Cousin, don't you want to watch the lanterns? I'll go with you."

  Qi Chimu smiled, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes.

  He pretended to say: "My hands are a little tired, and this lamp is a little heavy."

  Bai Weiwei immediately stretched out her hand, "I'll just do it."

  Qi Chimu immediately handed her the lamp.

  Bai Weiwei saw the lights, exquisitely made in four seasons, and the colors of the lights are different.

  With an angry face, she froze for a moment, and then there was an uncontrollable surprise in her eyes.

  Qi Chimu asked in a low voice: "Is it pretty?"

  Bai Weiwei didn't think much, "Very beautiful."

  Qi Chimu; "This is only possible after answering a hundred lantern riddles correctly."

  Bai Weiwei stared at the lamp, no different from a little girl.

  She didn't pay attention to what she said.

   "No one has ever been able to answer a hundred lantern riddles correctly. When I was a child, I always hoped that someone would be able to answer them, because the prize lights are very beautiful. I have answered them all myself, but I was kicked out after only answering three questions correctly."

   she said, looking down at the lamp.

  The bright black eyes were full of surprises.

  Because she lowered her head, revealing a fair neck, she looked elegant and soft.

  With her appearance like this, who would have thought that the means of torture would be so vicious.

  Qi Chimu's eyes darkened, he stared at her, and suddenly said: "I got the answer right, can I give you the lamp?"

  Bai Weiwei raised her head and her voice rose, "Really?"

  Her eyes were filled with longing and joy.

  What pure and undisguised feelings.

  Qi Chimu smiled and coaxed softly: "Come on, call me brother, and I'll give it to you."

   Calling him cousin is already a shame for her.

  Brother is such an incomparably intimate title, it would be impossible for her to call it out even if she was killed.

  (end of this chapter)