Chapter 117 How the Host Knows

"Whoo~"

Hua Mian went back to the cell, sat on the small stool, and finished eating the steamed buns.

Before the dumpling finished drinking the soup in the bowl, white mist clouded its eyes.

Tuanzi asked Hua Mian, "Master, what did you say to the torturer?"

"One point, a way for people to cleanly confess the person behind the scenes." Hua Mian smiled mysteriously, and returned to the cave.

Tuanzi had no choice but to drop the video by himself.

After listening to the host's words, the corners of Tuanzi's lips twitched.

Criminal law that shields the senses?
How would the host know this?
Tuanzi jumped onto Huamian's bed, and pulled Huamian's quilt with his little hands. Seeing that the host had fallen asleep, it lay on the side, and fell asleep after a while.

The two were sound asleep, and Hua Mian suddenly opened her eyes.

She glanced at the dumpling with a complicated expression.

Although she was quite pleasing to Tuanzi, she had to say that with such a system, it was still too much of a hindrance.

——When she woke up the next day, Hua Mian realized how ridiculous her thoughts were.

As soon as Tuanzi woke up, he completely forgot what he wanted to ask her and started talking about breakfast.

"I'm not even hungry. If you're a system, don't eat." Hua Mian touched its head, "I'll go check on Geng Jueqi first, and I'll feed you later."

Tuanzi cried and said, "There is no love."

Hua Mian simply left it in the cell and continued to sleep with Qi Qi.

……

Hua Mian followed yesterday's route to find where Geng Jueqi was.

A certain young master is still asleep.

She pulled a stool casually and sat down beside his bedside.

There was no one else in the room, so Hua Mian did whatever she wanted and touched Geng Jueqi's face.

Feels as good as ever.

The man was woken up by her movements, his eyes were open, his eyes were blurred, and he didn't recover for a while.

Hua Mian coughed lightly: "Good morning, my lord."

Geng Jueqi suddenly cast a cold face and ignored her.

Hua Mian didn't understand what was wrong with him, but just as he was about to pour him a glass of water, the system beeped.

[Ding——Geng Jueqi's favorability value for the host is +4, and the current favorability is 35%. ]
Hua Mian couldn't help laughing.

Feelings are a proud attribute?
"What's so funny?" the man asked with a cold face.

Holding her chin in her hands, Hua Mian replied with a smile, "When I'm by your side, my mood always gets better unconsciously."

"Where do you live now?" Geng Jueqi automatically ignored her words.

Hua Mian smiled and said, "Dungeon."

The man frowned: "Who told you to go?"

Hua Mian raised her eyebrows.

She thought Geng Jueqi would ask her how she got out of the dungeon.

Didn't expect to ask this.

"Ah? This..." Hua Mian smiled and was about to speak when Ling Chuannian came in with the medicine.

Hua Mian casually pointed: "Here, this is the young master..."

As soon as Ling Chuannian came in, he heard such a sentence, and the young master's eyes were fixed on him as if mixed with ice.

Ling Chuannian smiled dryly and felt the hair on his hair standing on end.

"Ling Chuannian." Geng Jueqi called him abruptly.

For a moment, Ling Chuannian wanted to hug his head and cry, and anxiously denied: "No, it's not me, young master, I didn't do this!"

"I haven't finished yet." Hua Mian smiled, "This young master's friend, that young master named An Ji."

The coercion on his body was removed at once, Ling Chuannian couldn't laugh or cry.

Madam Young Mistress, you can't take this kind of joke!
Hua Mian saw the medicine bowl in Ling Chuannian's hand, and planned to give way to Ling Chuannian.

A certain young master said coldly: "Where are you going?"

"It's time for you to drink your medicine, I'll wait by the side for a while."

"Sit down." Geng Jueqi said in an imperative tone, "My hand is hurt, feed me."

(End of this chapter)

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