Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

On the way home, Luo Qing Chen was clearly anxious.

The system’s side mission for her seemed to be: Help the cannon fodder Feng Wu Yue find true love!

But the cannon fodder’s past boyfriend was Death God Priest, wasn’t this mission a bit too hard!

The wind on the bridge was very strong and there was a bit of snow in the sky.

The rest walked in front while she and Ye Qian Hun walked behind.

“Why did you want to play professionally?” His voice was very soft, but there was a gentleness that was easy to hear.

Luo Qing Chen’s eyes trembled before looking at the figure in the moon white sweater with a faint smile, “Excitement!”

She was not the previous host and couldn’t tell why the previous host played. Maybe it was because it was fun at first, but it was most likely because of You Yu Lin in the end!

“I asked Xiao Wu this question before.” Ye Qian Hun slowly said, as if he was implying something. Then he said, “She told me because it was very special.”

“Special?”

“She said that a girl playing this game was very special.”

At that moment, Luo Qing Chen could only hear the strong wind in her ears and the strong sound of her heart beating.

Five seconds later, her lips twitched a bit and she touched her ear out of habit as she said, “I feel that what she says is very reasonable!”

To be honest, she was a bit doubtful that Ye Qian Hun already knew her true identity.

Oh, no, it should be her gender.

So when they returned to the room, he didn’t come out naked. This action didn’t follow the logic of two boys living in the same room.

Luo Qing Chen leaned on her bed and could smell the faint scent of lemons in the air.

She didn’t know if it was because of the wind, but she felt that her face was a bit hot.

“Do you know why I don’t share a room with fatty?” Ye Qian Hun placed a glass of water for her at the bedside table before slowly entering his bed.

Luo Qing Chen took the cup of water and tightly held it in both hands as she asked, “Didn’t Sacrificing Gods say that he grinds his teeth or snores or something?”

“That isn’t considered anything.” Ye Qian Hun’s lips curled into a beautiful curve, “He sleepwalks and it becomes more serious when he goes to an unfamiliar place.”

At first Luo Qing Chen thought that Ye Qian Hun was just playing since the word sleepwalking was just walking around in the room.

She never thought that the fatty would open his bag and take out his scissors while sleepwalking. He sat in front of the others in his room and darkly said, “Cut, cut, cut! Cut them all!”

Sacrificing Gods was wearing earplugs at first and couldn’t hear what the fatty said.

Then he suddenly woke up when the fatty cut his hair before letting out a sharp scream.

Ah, damn!

Of course, Luo Qing Chen only heard about this the next morning when she saw Sacrificing Gods with those dark circles around his eyes.

“Were you just dreaming and then blaming me!” The fatty was a bit aggrieved since Sacrificing Gods had made him sound too terrifying, so he couldn’t accept this kind of self.

“He definitely isn’t exaggerating.” Ye Qian Hun took a sip of his coffee and casually said, “When I went to the north with you a few years ago, you used the fruit knife to cut apples in front of my bed. At the same time, you said, cut, cut, cut! Cut it all!”

“Damn! Ye Qian Hun! No wonder you said you wouldn’t be in the same room as fatty, so you knew everything!” Sacrificing Gods looked at him with an angry look and said, “I don’t care, I’ll be with Qing Chen tonight, you three can share a room.”

“Impossible.” His eyes that were as deep as the sea had an absolute look in them.