Game World: Am I a toy of the system?

Bai Meng also heard the bell, but he did not turn around. Instead, he focused on eating chicken wings and watching the dancing girls on his phone.

However, along with the sound of bells, I caught a glimpse of a white shadow next to the table, and whispers were heard in the quiet store.

"Sorry, I'm late."

It's like a lark singing in your ears, gently touching everyone's heartstrings.

Bai Meng raised his head and saw a tall and charming woman with long hair covering half of her face. But the only eye that was revealed was so passionate and charming.

"Oh." Bai Meng lowered his head indifferently and continued to look at his phone and deal with the food in his hands.

Seeing Bai Meng so cold, the girl stood beside the table at a loss, her hands twisted together nervously, looking like a girlfriend who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded.

Being stared at by her like this, Bai Meng felt very uncomfortable, as if he had bullied her.

Although there are not many people in the store now, there are still quite a few. According to Bai Meng's powerful senses, many people are paying attention to this side.

The young couple at the next table, I don't know if they were having breakfast or lunch, but they were staring at us blatantly without any concealment.

The woman even muttered to her boyfriend: "If I come late for something in the future, you can't do this, understand?"

The man didn't even know how to stand up and just nodded in agreement. Bai Meng was so angry that she really wanted to slap him twice.

After finishing the chicken wings in his hand and turning off his phone, Bai Meng took off his gloves, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and sighed: "Sit down and talk."

You can clearly hear the girl breathing a sigh of relief.

Then she moved her steps, ding-ling~, she walked to the opposite side of Bai Meng and slowly sat down, and the ringing stopped.

Bai Meng casually passed over the girl's hands and white neck, and finally lowered his head to look under the table. He saw the girl's slender legs tightly together, and a string of small bells tied with a red rope was wrapped around her left ankle.

Being looked at by Bai Meng, the girl's cheeks turned slightly red. She supported her hands on her knees, tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, and became nervous again.

Bai Meng also realized his problem, raised his head and sat up straight, explaining awkwardly: "I'm just a little curious, sorry."

The girl said anxiously: "I should be the one who is sorry. You saved me and I should thank you very much. I didn't expect this to happen."

"I'm really sorry and beg for your forgiveness." The girl lowered her head. Although her voice was weak and soft, her tone was extremely sincere.

"It has nothing to do with you." Although Bai Meng didn't know what went wrong, he didn't want to care.

After drinking it and feeling thirsty, he said, "Saving you that day was just a simple favor, and I don't expect any reward from you."

"If that old man hadn't come to my house yesterday and his attitude wasn't nice, I wouldn't have come today."

Hearing Bai Meng mention Butler Zhang, the girl gathered up her courage, looked up at Bai Meng, and begged, "Grandpa Zhang is a very good person, can you please not blame him?"

"If you want to blame someone, just blame me. If you have any conditions, I can... agree to them."

As she spoke, the girl's voice became weaker and weaker, just like the day Bai Meng had just pulled her out of the water, as thin as a mosquito's voice.

Bai Meng frowned and withdrew his hand that was reaching for the fried chicken wings. His chest suddenly felt inexplicably tight, making him feel very uncomfortable and unaccustomed.

It's also very confusing.

It’s not that Bai Meng has no compassion and empathy, but after experiencing Ying Yu’s life, it might be an exaggeration to say that he has a heart of stone, but it’s not far off the mark.

Ying Yu has seen too much in his life, hungry refugees, civilians in war, captured slaves, the experiences of these people are unimaginable to modern people.

Therefore, it was difficult for Bai Meng to feel sympathy for people, let alone the girl in front of him. This was only the second time he had seen her today.

Bai Meng concentrated and looked at the girl in front of him again, this time more carefully. The deep darkness in her black eyes was fascinating and frightening.

"You...what's wrong with you?" the girl asked timidly.

Bai Meng didn't say anything, but continued to watch her intently, not missing any details.

In the end, all he could see was that the girl in front of him was really thin, and her skin was very white, but unlike his, her skin was the kind that came from not seeing the sun for years.

Finally, Bai Meng's eyes fell on the thick hair, and he said in a low voice: "Lift up your hair."

The girl widened her eyes in horror. The aura of the man in front of her suddenly changed. He seemed like a king from ancient times, or a god from heaven.

She lowered her head suddenly, not daring to look any more. The girl was afraid to obey his order and really lifted her hair.

Her body was shaking, she bit her pale lips tightly and said, "No...No!"

"I command you!" Bai Meng looked at her mercilessly. He really wanted to know what had affected him just now.

Each of these four words sounded like a thunderclap exploding in the girl's ears. She felt dizzy and slowly raised her violently trembling hand to push away the hair that covered half of her face.

Maybe out of soft-heartedness or something, Bai Meng suddenly said, "That's enough!" Then he stopped looking at her, picked up the chicken wings on the table and started eating.

The girl's mind suddenly became clear. She put down her hand as if she had been pardoned, lowered her head, and did not dare to look at Bai Meng again, as if... as if the person in front of her was not a human being.

Just as she was daydreaming, Bai Meng asked, "Want to thank me?"

The girl nodded and hummed softly. If you didn't listen carefully, you might think she was hallucinating.

"Do you have money on you?" Bai Meng asked again.

The girl quickly took out her cell phone from her small bag and placed it on the table.

Bai Meng glanced at his watch and said, "I'll go buy something later and you pay the bill, okay?"

The girl said timidly, "Okay."

Bai Meng glanced at her, then waved to Qi outside the window and asked him to come in.

Qi threw the cigarette into the trash can on the street, walked into the store with his long legs, came to Bai Meng and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Meng: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Qimian glanced at the girl opposite him expressionlessly, "It's all right."

"Then let's eat seafood. Go find a restaurant now and ask them to prepare it for us to take away." Bai Meng said casually.

Qi didn't say anything, just turned around and went to do his work.

Bai Meng picked up the untouched orange juice on the table and placed it in front of the girl, then picked up a bag of French fries and placed it over to her, and then ignored her.

Perhaps because she felt that Bai Meng had returned to normal, the girl was no longer so scared.

He secretly raised his head and glanced at Bai Meng, then reached out and picked up a French fry and started eating it in small bites like a little hamster.

"Liu...Xianxian, you...can...call me Xian'er."

Bai Meng looked up at her, then lowered his head to continue dealing with the chicken wings on the table. He had bought a little too much.

Seeing that Bai Meng did not respond, Liu Xianxian secretly raised her head again. She looked so timid and frightened that it made people feel indescribable pity for her, but this time she met Bai Meng!

"What about you?"

"That old man came to my house, how could he not know my name?" Bai Meng said impatiently.

"I'm sorry!" Liu Xianxian apologized quickly as if he was a frightened little animal.

Then she added: "But Grandpa Zhang didn't tell me."

"A disobedient housekeeper. Should I keep the house for my retirement?" Bai Meng flattered the old man without any courtesy.

Liu Xianxian was afraid that Bai Meng would be angry again, so he didn't dare to say anything. He secretly took a French fry and ate it in small bites.

In this quiet and eerie atmosphere, Liu Xianxian ate French fries one after another. When he was thirsty, he secretly drank some orange juice. Every time he would glance at Bai Meng, like a child who was afraid of making a mistake.

Bai Meng also had a headache. No one could stand sitting opposite such a person. The chicken wings in his hand no longer smelled good.

"I say, why are you always so cautious? Can you sit up straight when eating? No one will say anything to you."

Liu Xianxian sat up straight in an instant like a child who had made a mistake, but he still kept his head down, holding the orange juice and sipping it, not daring to look up.

Bai Meng sighed and didn't bother to care about her anymore. He started to clean up the food on the table and put the uneaten food into a bag to eat on the way home.

"What's your name?" Liu Xianxian asked again in a low voice.

"White dream!"

Bai Meng said angrily, I've had enough.