Bengtie: How can I be such a loser when I have the system?

Fu Xuan became even more panicked when he discovered that Yi Xunyuan was inside his body.

"What are you going to do with my body?"

After all, Yi Xunyuan is a big pervert. If he does something weird with his body, I won’t have anywhere to cry.

Yi Xunyuan smiled slightly.

"For fun."

"But your perspective is so weird. Everything seems a lot bigger."

Realizing the hidden meaning in Yi Xunyuan's words, Fu Xuan became angry.

"If you dislike my body, then don't use it."

"What's wrong with me being short? I didn't eat your rice."

Yi Xunyuan issued a refusal.

"No, let me play with your body first."

Fu Xuan tried to regain control of his body, but his body did not respond.

"Wait, why do you fit my body better than I do?"

Yi Xunyuan shook his head and gave Aha a pot.

"I don't know. Ask Aha."

Fu Xuan: "What does this have to do with Aha?"

Yi Xunyuan controlled Fu Xuan's body, slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the ghost-hunting team in front of him.

She couldn't help but secretly complain about Fu Xuan's vision. Everything around her seemed a little taller than her. This feeling was really awkward.

After clearing his throat, Yi Xunyuan spoke.

"Ahem, I am the Grand Astrologer, and I am here to issue an order regarding the Blue Bird today."

Hearing this, Qingque's face instantly turned ugly.

"Don't bother me, I don't want to work overtime! I won't have time to play Dihuan Qiongyu."

Yi Xunyuan didn't care and continued speaking.

"Appoint the Sparrow God as the head of the Taibusi back sect."

San Yue Qi, who was standing by, put his hands on his hips and shouted in surprise.

"Wow, Miss Qingque has really become the headmaster."

Qingque couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

"So this is why you possessed Master Fu Xuan's body? Just to confirm my status as the head of the sect?"

Yi Xunyuan smiled and shook his head.

"No, there is a new position waiting for you, that is - stocking collector, responsible for collecting the stockings worn by Fu Xuan."

Fu Xuan's eyes widened and his tone was shocked.

"Isn't this just another way of getting my stockings?"

Yi Xunyuan had a wicked smile on his face.

"Type-C, it's good that you know that the milk tea made with your stockings is the best wine in the world."

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Are you coming to me to buy some goods?"

Yi Xunyuan nodded proudly.

"That's right!"

Then, under Fu Xuan's confused gaze, Yi Xunyuan sat on a chair beside him and began to take off his stockings.

Fu Xuan wanted to stop it, but there was no way, his body didn't respond at all.

"Stop it, Yi Xunyuan, you bad guy."

As he spoke, Fu Xuan's voice became more and more aggrieved, and he spoke in a crying tone.

"Bad guy, big bad guy, I'll punch you in the chest with my little fist."

Yi Xunyuan ignored Fu Xuan and gave orders to Qingque naturally.

"Qingque, get me a cup of milk tea."

Qingque responded weakly, looking very reluctant and mumbling.

"I know, I know, another day of working for nothing."

Although Qingque's voice was relatively small, Yi Xunyuan still heard it and waved his hand.

"Hey little bird, don't you know to take some leave notes with you? I'll stamp it for you."

In Qingque's eyes, Yi Xunyuan became so great, the savior of the fishermen.

"Great, another day to slack off."

Fu Xuan wanted to say something, but didn't.

What else can I do? I can't speak out and I don't have control over my body.

For some reason, Xing also started drooling.

Liuying noticed Xing's condition and touched her stockings.

"Xingbao, do you want to try it? I'm wearing stockings."

Xing's attention was instantly drawn to it, and he asked.

"Really? Firefly-flavored silk stocking milk tea."

Sanyueqi wanted to say that his own was also OK, but then he looked at his bare thighs.

Ah, why am I not wearing stockings today?

Today’s victory or defeat, March 7’s defeat.

Not long after, Qingque came back with some milk tea and started distributing it.

"I bought some milk tea. Here, one for each of you. Take it."

"By the way, this is Master Fu Xuan's Xing Yu Bobo and your milk tea."

Yi Xunyuan took the Star Taro Bobo that belonged to Fu Xuan, looked at it carefully, and his tone was somewhat doubtful.

"Xingyam Bobo? If I remember correctly, the raw material of this thing seems to be garbage."

Fu Xuan directly refuted, saying that he had been drinking this milk tea for a long time, so if there was a problem, how could he not notice it?

"How is that possible? That milk tea shop is legal and compliant. How could it be made of garbage?"

Yi Xunyuan kept searching the memories in his mind.

"I remember the ingredients were made with solid water and garbage bags."

Fu Xuan still insisted. If it was true, wouldn’t he be the one being taken advantage of?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible."

Yi Xunyuan turned to look at Qingque and asked.

He wanted to break Fu Xuan's unrealistic fantasy.

"Qingque, have you ever seen a milk tea shop taking trash back to the store?"

Qingque frowned and tried hard to recall. After a while, he spoke.

"Let me think about it... um..."

Not long after, Qingque's eyes suddenly lit up and he said.

"It seems so. When I passed by that store after playing Dihuan Qiongyu that night, I saw the owner sneaking in with a few bags of garbage."

Yi Xunyuan looked at Fu Xuan complacently and said with a smile.

"Did you hear that, my Lord Fu Xuan?"

Fu Xuan's face turned very ugly, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

Then I, then I have been drinking milk tea made from garbage for many years.

The thought of this made Fu Xuan feel like nausea.

But unfortunately, the control of the body is in Yi Xunyuan's hands, and Fu Xuan cannot spit it out.

I silently sentenced that milk tea shop to death in my heart. When my body returns to health, I will investigate all the milk tea shops.

It's a round of severe crackdown. I was forced to drink milk tea made from garbage, and I drank it for so long.

Ah, Fu Xuan is going to be mad.

Yi Xunyuan threw Xing Yu Bobo into the trash can, picked up Fu Xuan's stockings and put them into his cup of milk tea.

Fu Xuan also noticed something was wrong and spoke up to stop them.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

"You can't use my body to drink milk tea made with my stockings."

Yi Xunyuan retorted in a disdainful manner.

"Why not? Your body has even drunk Xing Yu Bobo, so what's wrong with drinking a cup of silk stocking milk tea?"

Afterwards, Yi Xunyuan started drinking the cup of silk stocking milk tea despite Fu Xuan's objection.

Fu Xuan, as the original owner of this body, also felt the taste of silk stocking milk tea.

My body feels so strange.