Fast Travel Rules: Male gods want to attack me

Chapter 45 Online Games: Great God, Please Go Online 12
"Well, you, what are you going to do?" Ling Qianmeng looked at herself at this time. She was already being led to escape, and no one could help her. She felt a little timid when speaking.

"What to do? Say—what am I going to do, um~"

"Boom—" With an impact, Ling Qianmeng was firmly pressed against a wall by Mu Qingyan.

"No, I don't know. I'm not the roundworm in your stomach. If I knew, why would I ask you?" Ling Qianmeng confessed that he didn't guess what he meant.

"Huh...woman, you don't know?" Mu Qingyan sneered a few times as if hearing a joke, and said, "I don't know, then you still dare to challenge my bottom line again and again? Do you think it no longer exists?" ,Um…?"

"Bottom line? What bottom line? Where is your bottom line, handsome guy?" Ling Qianmeng said, not understanding what Mu Qingyan said at all.

"Are you mentally retarded? Not only playing games, but also your IQ?" Mu Qingyan expressed concern about Ling Qianmeng's IQ.

Ling Qianmeng: "..." What kind of bullshit male god?Why are you so venomous?What about the image? Can you feed the dog?
"Yes, the image—feed the dog." As if guessing what Ling Qianmeng was thinking, Mu Qingyan leaned over to get a little distance from Ling Qianmeng, and breathed in her ears word by word.

Ling Qianmeng: ()д`(), how amazing is my brother?Has this person learned mind reading skills?So scary... to guess people's psychology?
"Why don't you speak?"

"Uh... this, that~, oh... male god, don't move!" Suddenly Ling Qianmeng looked at Mu Qingyan's face and shouted in shock, "I... I see your hall is dark. The blush on your face is not very good, I'm afraid you... are in trouble today."

"Big evil?" Mu Qingyan snorted lightly, mocking Ling Qianmeng's crooked superstition, but still pretended to be serious and said, "May I ask how you figured it out, what's wrong with me?"

"Is this? Male God, if you want to predict the future, you must first let go of me, and then... I can calculate it for you, right?" Ling Qianmeng felt very uncomfortable with his back against the wall, especially The area on the back wall was a little protruding, and the bar on her back was pressed against her. At this time, she felt a little back pain because she had been leaning against it for a long time.

"Generally you fortune-tellers, don't you just look at your face and figure it out?" Mu Qingyan didn't believe what Ling Qianmeng said at all, and didn't intend to let her go.

"Then... those are advanced ones. I'm a fortune teller of third-class teaching and fifth-rate, and I don't have that much ability, so you let me go so I can count it for you, right?" Ling Qianmeng said in a flattering tone, wanting to He just let it go.

"That's it~" Mu Qingyan nodded and thought for a while, and then pointed out a very objective fact: "Then I don't count it? Anyway, you are a low-level person, I am afraid that you are not only inaccurate, but also not counted." allow."

Ling Qianmeng: "..." Damn~ Someone actually doubted her 'made up' technique?In her early years, she studied astronomy and was able to understand geography. How could she directly kill the beginning?
"My God, no...really, I didn't lie to you. You are indeed darkened and dark clouds surround your head. If you don't listen to my advice and let me relieve you, I'm afraid you won't have an easy time in the future. of…"

"You are very noisy..." Mu Qingyan heard that Ling Qianmeng was banging, banging... banging from beginning to end, and felt that she was really noisy!
"Is there? God, if you don't want me to quarrel, it's easy, that's... why don't you let me go." Ling Qianmeng looked at Mu Qingyan who was a little impatient, and felt that it was a good time to adopt a flattering strategy.

"Ha..." Mu Qingyan snorted coldly.

"pat~"

"Go away—" With a shake of his hand, he roughly pushed her aside.

"cut……"

(End of this chapter)