Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 263 - The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (43)

The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (43)

After that, he stopped taking care of her but re-made a bowl of porridge.

“Eat something.” Bai Weiwei saw his unyielding attitude and knew she would be unable to obtain anything. She was powerless, and her eyes became bleak.

After eating, Song Yunhuan went out again.

Bai Weiwei continued to lie down.

“I am so scared.”

The system was shocked. “So there are also times when you know to be afraid.”

Bai Weiwei: “The captivity period has arrived, the time when he will bind me, whip me, and burn me with candles is not that far.”

System: “...” Host, when did you become an old hand at this?

Bai Weiwei: “I always felt that Song Yunhuan’s eye shines just like a wolf ‘s. He wouldn’t want to eat me...right?”

Systems gave a deep nod, “He wants to ‘eat’ you.”

But this ‘eat’ was another type of eating.

No matter what, the days went by.

Bai Weiwei’s wounds were gradually getting better.

She got up from bed but hadn’t even walked two steps before she fell down.

Song Yunhuan sat on the sofa with a blank expression as he read a book, however, he did not move to give her a helping hand.

Bai Weiwei was laying on the floor. “I miss the Song Yunhuan who was a great man that would buy me sanitary napkins for this one’s aunt ah.”

System: “You’re as good as dead.”

Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but cry, she made a mistake and was now making up for it. It was not enough to complete her mission ah.

Song Yunhuan heard her crying, and his heart was difficult to calm down.

Finally, he could not help but walk over, pick her up and lay her on the bed.

Bai Weiwei looked at him and saw him going back, she could not help but reach out and hug his waist.

Song Yunhuan only felt her soft body attached to him and his muscles went stiff.

She tried to hold him, and her tears went straight out as if she had been wronged by the great heavens.

Song Yunhuan just allowed her to hold him, without comforting her, nor asking anything.

Letting her cry.

But he did not push her away.

“Song Yunhuan, let’s go back,” she said sobbing.

“I was wrong, I don’t like luxury houses, I don’t like rich people’s lives, I don’t like beautiful clothes and jewelry. I want to go back, I like being together with you at the old house.”

She seemed to have put herself in the dust, having already reached the limit.

Song Yunhuan felt his heart hurt.

How could she just say a casual sentence and make him want to surrender?

He reached out and opened her hand, one finger after another. He said: “I won’t give you any chance to escape. You can already give up on that, okay?”

It is pretty good here.

At least without his consent, she could not go even one step out of the house.

In spite of her eager gaze, Song Yunhuan walked out of the room and resolutely closed the door.

Then he stood outside the door and heard the sound of Bai Weiwei quietly crying.

Her weeping made him feel like his whole heart was being pulled out, and he couldn’t help but curse himself in a low voice.

Still feeling distressed for her.

Bai Weiwei’s wounds gradually healed, but her complexion became more and more haggard.

System: “It doesn’t look like the favorability will rise.”

Bai Weiwei’s heart hurts like death. “No, once you lose the trust of Song Yunhuan, raising the favorability will be as hard as ascending to heaven.”

This was also why his good feelings in the early stage were so hard to rise.

However, because of the good feelings in the later stage, the trust had also gone up, and the degree of goodwill had risen rapidly.

Now, he does not believe her anymore.

With what had happened, the favorability would be impossible to rise.

There was only half a month left, and she could already foresee her tragic ending.

The system calmly evaluated, “You did it to yourself.”

Bai Weiwei: “...”

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Song Yunhuan went out to get some things, and when he came back he heard sounds in the kitchen.

He went to the kitchen door and saw Bai Weiwei with baking flour all over her face.

“You’re back.” She smiled at him as if nothing had happened.