Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

When Bai Weiwei woke up in Qingyuan Pavilion, she was completely bewildered.

Who was she?

Where was she going?

Where should she go?

She felt like she had been jolted by Sheng Siyu for a night, but when she thought of it, she felt pain but couldn't remember any details.

Hong Xiu, Lu Lei and Xiao Xiazi1 knelt on the ground, happy that their master had received imperial favor.

Bai Weiwei was lying on the bed knocking on the system, “System, what happened last night?”

System: “…”

Bai Weiwei threatened: “If you don't answer me, I will go to the well and commit suicide.”

The system smiled coldly, “Jump, just go jump. I have been induring you for a long time. Also can you stop calling me Forty four?”

Bai Weiwei: “What should I call you? Baby?”

The system shook with anger and shouted, “Call me your uncle.”

Bai Weiwei promptly said in a favoring tone, “Your uncle.”

System: “…” Why did it always feel like it was in the wrong.

Although the system bickered with Bai Weiwei continuously, its abilities concerning the important matters hadn't dropped yet .

It opened the video, which was a recording of last night and sent it directly to Bai Weiwei.

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Sheng Siyu pulled out the sword, it's cold light flashed, and the coldness on his face was unobstructed.

Bai Weiwei was breathing quick short breaths, seemingly unbearable as she grabbed the brocade quilt. Her mellow voice cried out pitifully, “Your Majesty, this servant feels so uncomfortable.”

Sheng Siyu turned around, and saw the girl on top of the bed with bright red lips, her gaze wandering around the room in a captivating way, her body completely defenceless and open, as if trying to tempt him.

She looked absent-minded, and her scattered moans made Sheng Siyu feel like he was shocked by electricity, half of his body went numb.

Sheng Siyu took a few deep breaths but still found himself unable to calm down. Bai Weiwei cried out again in a low voice that made people tremble with apprehension, so he turned around while holding the sword and started wielding it powerfully.

Bai Weiwei didn't seem aware of her surroundings, her face appeared confused, her clothes were disheveled, and in the dark bedding, it appeared so sweet it made people unable to hold back.

Every time Sheng Siyu saw this, he would wield the sword with even more intensity.

Wherever the sword flashed, the tables, chairs and stools would be completely destroyed.

One with a romantic charm, tempting one to commit a crime while rolling alone on the bed.

The other with a gloomy and ruthless complexion, brandishing a sword with a murderous aura.

The beauty of this picture could almost become a piece of art.

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The video reached this point.

Bai Weiwei: “…”

System: “…”

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, the she asked a little awkwardly, “So… I was rolling alone in the sheets last night?”

The system was silent for a while. “If you think so, then yes.”

Bai Weiwei grabbed her head and felt that it was going to explode, “What happened? Sheng Siyu had his concubine drink aphrodisiac, then let her roll in the sheets alone. And what did he do? Just brandishing his sword?”

This was Bai Weiwei’s first time. She felt that the world was truly weird, so strange, and unreasonable, ah!

The system said, “There is still some remaining footage of the video, do you want to continue watching it?”

Bai Weiwei thought about it for a half moment, still enduring the awkward cringe attack, and accepted.

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Sheng Siyu finished wielding the sword, fiercely gasping, sweating from head to toe.

With an expression of trying to breath, his face carried a red flush.

Bai Weiwei laid peacefully on the bed, the effects of the aphrodisiac had dissipated.

Sheng Siyu took the sword and walked coldly to the bed.

Seeing Bai Weiwei lying half-covered in the middle of the quilt, the soft body still trembling slightly, and her face leaning on one side. Even after her promiscuous dreams just now, there were no trace of the aphrodisiac smell anymore.

1: I thought he left, but maybe he came back ¯_(ツ)_/¯↩