MTL - Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 8 love me again 6

When Bai Weiwei heard the voice of Han Zhengyu coming back, she had no strength to climb up. She was going to starve to death.

She was lying in bed and thought that Han Zhengyu had to ask her about her situation.

However, Han Zhengyu did not think of her at all, and said to the maid directly, "I want to take a shower and let people take a bath."

He said that he had passed through her door and didn't even come in at all.

She had been shackled for two days and had to be skinny. How could she let Han Zhengyu go so far and let her suffer?

Bai Weiwei struggled to sit up, but time was not enough for her to climb to the door, her heart glimpsed, saw the lamp next to the bed, and pushed down the lamp.

The lamp was broken.

A screaming noise.

The footsteps of Han Zhengyu outside the door suddenly stopped.

Bai Weiwei was afraid that the sound was not big enough. She reached out and tried to push the porcelain on the table.

However, she forgot that her body was too weak and had no strength at all. Even though her hand had not touched the display, she had planted the whole person on the ground.

System: "Host, after you disfigured, the male owner does not like you more."

Bai Weiwei: "Shut up, you are the dying system of death."

But the system is too right. If it is disfigured, she will have no chance.

Men say that appearance is not important, but they are all hypocrites.

No appearance, who cares about your inner beauty.

When Bai Weiwei was in the millennium, she finally turned around, her face up, her arms facing down, and the pieces of the desk lamp plunged into her arms.

She immediately made a scream.

I really broke my leg and hurt my hand.

She just wanted to lick something, and she didn't think she was hurt so badly.

This time, the door was finally opened by people.

Han Zhengyu stood at the door and looked ugly: "Bai Weiwei, you have finished. You..."

He suddenly silenced because the scene was too tragic.

Bai Weiwei fell on the glass piece and the blood was stained.

She was smashed, her face was white, her eyes were devoid, her lips were chapped.

A look of sorrow.

Han Zhengyu has never seen her so embarrassed, so miserable, poor.

Bai Weiwei can't take care of anything else, although she has to die, but the play still has to be finished, otherwise how can she be so worthy of her dedication.

She saw Han Zhengyu, and the gaze of the godless eyes immediately appeared.

The gray face was dyed with an excited blush.

"brother……"

Bai Weiwei's eyelids were covered with a gray mist of water, her mouth slightly flattened, and she reached out and her eyes flashed at him.

It is as if Han Zhengyu became her only savior.

Han Zhengyu frowned, to tell the truth is to hate Bai Weiwei again, but seeing her like this is beyond his imagination.

Bai Weiwei was afraid that Han Zhengyu ran away. She was tortured by this. She quickly threw down Han Zhengyu’s arms and hugged him with both hands. Then she cried and said, “Hungry, my brother, I am hungry. So hungry."

This voice is really a tear in the smell, so miserable that the scalp is numb.

Han Zhengyu was stiff and wanted to reach out and push her out, but the hand was just placed on her shoulder and she felt the weight loss of her shoulders.

How is she so thin?

How long have you been hungry?

Bai Weiwei lowered her head and her face was awkward. Although her mouth was crying hungry, her heart was arrogant and arrogant Han Zhengyu.

Even if you kill a mother and an enemy, you can't be so embarrassed. She is idiots, and she is hungry for two days. Han Zhengyu, this guy has no softening.

(End of this chapter)