Throwing the cake down sadly, she asked angrily, "Can you wait until I finish eating?"

The academic-style Duan Fusheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the white silver hair falling from his forehead could not cover his charming blue eyes. He walked over slowly: "You don't like to see me that much?"

Needless to say, whoever likes someone who almost kills himself, I don’t abuse myself.

Duan Fusheng walked to Mo Ming and sat down. Mo Ming stood up directly, went to sit on a stone under the tree next to him, crossed one leg again, and clasped his fingers between his toes.

I really admire this move. Looking at the entire rest area, which system would do this? It has almost become this guy’s exclusive signature move.

According to my understanding of Mo Ming, Mo Ming is not giving up his position, but this guy has something that can make him an equal!

Mo Ming smiled at her, and his thin, plastic-like lips that had not yet been optimized turned upwards in a "crooked mouth arc"... right? That's right.

"What else do you want to give me? In fact, there is no need to give it." She was serious: "If you give it, it will be useless soon. It is better not to give it, which is a waste of time and energy."

The hairpin from last time was Duan Fusheng who brought it to wear. Zhou Rui came over and broke it and put on a new one. Duan Fusheng came back and broke the new one. Her hair is still loose now.

Thinking of this, she stood up and walked to the foot of the tree. She stretched out her hand to pull, but she couldn't reach the bottom branch.

Mo Ming stood up, stood on the stone, and broke one of the branches with a click. Then he jumped off the stone, pinched the branches back and forth with his hands, cut off the ends, and handed it to her: "Turn around."

The branch was neither long nor short, neither thick nor thin, just right. She turned around with the branch.

After Mo Ming picked up a strand of long hair, she tied it on top of her head, and finally stretched out her hand in front of her. She handed the branch to Mo Ming, and felt Mo Ming insert the branch into it.

This is good for long hair, it can be coiled up a few times.

He reached out and touched the bun on the top of his head: "Thank you." He returned to the table, picked up the cake and ate it.

The cake is a bit cold, but the slightly cool cake has become a bit tougher, has a bit of chewiness, and is quite delicious.

Mo Ming also sat back on the stone and continued to watch them lick their toes.

Duan Fusheng's expression was a bit strange: "The branch on your head."

"I know, but at least no one came to pull it out and break it. Doesn't it look good on the plate?" She was eating the cake, breaking off a small piece from the cake and putting it into her mouth. She certainly didn't dare to say it didn't look good, she didn't want to do that.

My hair is disheveled and hanging down, which affects my vision. I have to tuck it behind my ears with my hands from time to time. But I don’t have money to buy jewelry, so that’s all I can do.

Duan Fusheng still had the same expression: "He used the hand that had touched your feet to help you tie your hair."

He paused for a moment and continued to eat with great enthusiasm: "It's just a way of tying my hair, not feeding me anything."

Duan Fusheng was convinced: "The goddess is indeed not particular about things, but why is she so worried about what happened before?"

Please, it's two different things. It almost killed her at that time.

She forced out a fake smile: "I haven't become a Buddha yet. Time will slowly erase everything. I believe that." So give me more time. God has plenty of time. After another three to five hundred years

This is a mission that guarantees that any deep grudges will be forgotten.

Duan Fusheng sneered coldly: "Male gods are just like humans, they rarely have patience."

I'm not afraid of this: "If you don't have this one, let's go to the next one. I'm very patient and I'm not in a hurry to find a boyfriend."

From this point of view, it can be seen that with Mo Ming's system, if his main god can survive, he will definitely be different from other main gods... Duan Fusheng thought for a while and said slowly.

Speak at a very slow pace so that the other party can hear you clearly and give the other party enough time to think, so that you can quickly know the effect of what you said.

"I said before that Yi Chen has a big mysophobia. He will immediately ignore anyone he gets, and wait until the other person can't stand it anymore and leave on his own. This is true!"

"Hmm~" Xining turned his head and pursed his lips. He also said that it was not to discredit his opponent and suppress his opponent's competitiveness.

At that time, I considered the pros and cons of both parties. If I followed Yi Chen, I would be a widower. If I followed Xie Anci, I would be bored and break up. And Xie Anci's behavior is what most male gods and even most goddesses would do.

After all, the time the Lord God has here is unlimited, but problems can easily arise. The missions are high-risk, and they may fail on the next mission, so no one wants to wrong themselves. If there is no relationship, they will be separated. Looking for

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"This is related to the fact that when he first started, he was spotted and forced by a senior goddess."

I know this, is it interesting to say it again? I am not a psychiatrist, and it is still the same. I don’t have the ability to cure illnesses with charm and medicine.

Duan Fusheng rarely used a lowered and slightly serious tone: "You have no idea what this means."

What does it mean? After so many missions, I have some knowledge of all kinds of horrific scenes and methods, even if I have no experience. When it comes to extorting confessions through words and deeds, I know a lot of methods. Even if I can't reach the level of Jin Yiwei in Dongchang and Xichang, I still basically want to do it.

Whatever you know, you can get out of it.

"Xie Anci is just like other main gods. It is the nature of the main gods to like the new and dislike the old. However, the main gods will also have family affection like humans, so that they can maintain long-term connections." Duan Fusheng was tempting, and the words he said seemed very interesting.

Reason: "He likes you now and is willing to do everything for you. You should seize such a good opportunity. To be honest, I don't want to be a lobbyist for him all the time, at least not in the short term. After all, I am also a very rich person.

A system of strength.”

It sounds like doing this is a cheap thing, but it is indeed a bit cheap. With Xie Anci's appearance, if you take one more look, without even hooking your fingers, a lot of goddesses will come over and warmly kiss each other here.

I was rejected every time I posted it.

Finally, Duan Fusheng came up with a hypothesis: "It's best if you tell me, if you start over again and the previous things never happened, who would you choose?"

"It's definitely not your main god!" Xining gave the answer without any hesitation.

"Why?" Now he was so angry that he finally came to this conclusion after talking for a long time. What's wrong with his male god? Although his appearance is not as famous as Yi Chen, he is definitely top-notch. His strength is also not the same.

The difference was mainly hidden in the past. If ranking is important, then go and compete for ranking.

It's better now, just give it back directly. If you don't accept it, you absolutely won't accept it!

Hehe, you are a very powerful system, can't you see this... Xining looked at Duan Fusheng with an expression of shame and annoyance clearly hanging on his face, and replied in a very slow voice: "I'm afraid

It’s annoying, it’ll be quieter if you leave me alone.”

Isn't it just a widower? Besides, it's not like she can't leave. Yi Chen should have noticed her troubles, so he didn't come over this time so that she could breathe a sigh of relief.

Being chased by such an outstanding god is not a blessing, but a huge psychological pressure.

So whoever can ignore her and protect her at the same time will get extra points. My sister is very tired from being chased.

It's such a cold midwinter, what a cold midwinter, da da da da... I'm so tired. I have no home in the divine world and am just playing in the mud in the human world.
Chapter completed!