Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

He remembered that the Bai family had recently visited a famous scholar, and that that scholar had specially accepted Bai Zhiming as a student.

In his last life, Bai Zhiming became a student of that reputed scholar as he had wished.

He was flushed with success for a good period of time.

Qi Chimu stood by the window, watching the snow outside. His eyes were terrifyingly cold.

In this life, anyone who made him suffer shouldn’t even think about doing well.

Qi Chimu smiled. Suddenly, he thought that Bai Weiwei could be used in this matter.

Sure enough, Bai Weiwei came again the next day.

She hurriedly rushed over, panting, the ends of her skirt and sleeves fluttering. Her hair was down, and her face was bare.

Bai Weiwei raised a brow when she saw him. The light in her eyes became a scorching fire.

“Didn’t you say you were going to dress me? I’ve been waiting for a while.”

This aggressiveness, was she looking to blame him?

Qi Chimu sighed in relief. This was the Bai Weiwei he knew.

Then he said unhurriedly, “Biao mei, I just remembered that I had something to do today, so I didn’t go find you.”

Perhaps Bai Weiwei had been waiting anxiously and gotten angry, as she didn’t care to put on a show of false feelings.

“Can your matters be greater than mine?”

Qi Chimu’s eyes sank, but he promptly apologized and begged forgiveness.

“It’s my fault. I will help you get ready.”

Bai Weiwei bitterly stomped her feet. “You…”

Swallowing the harsh words, she took a deep breath and restrainedly sat back down. “Then hurry up.”

Qi Chimu nodded, followed by the maid.

The maid ran to retrieve the makeup case.

Qi Chimu lowered his head and began to do her makeup.

It was perhaps the first time that he was doing her makeup without feeling a sense of shame.

Qi Chimu found that her skin was indeed quite good, so exquisite that when his fingertips glided across it, he was reluctant to let go.

When he drew her brows, the corners of her eyes took on a peach blossom flush.

It held a sort of charm, but it was not enchanting.

Qi Chimu’s movements slowed for an instant before he held his breath and continued.

Finally, he drew flowers in the space between her brows.

Bai Weiwei opened her eyes. The pair of bright and clear eyes instantly added three points of glamor to her face.

A dark light flicked through Qi Chimu’s eyes.

It was like seeing his work suddenly become perfect.

This kind of feeling wasn’t too bad.

【Ding, male lead’s favorability: -40.】

Qi Chimu ignored the strange feelings in his heart and exchanged a few perfunctory words with Bai Weiwei.

He suddenly said, “I want to go out.”

Bai Weiwei instinctively asked, “Where?”

Qi Chimu smiled. “To buy a book.”

Bai Weiwei shifted her eyes and immediately stood up. “I’m also buying books. Let’s go together.”

Qi Chimu hesitated. “That’s no good ba. You’re a maiden, how could you go out alone?”

Bai Weiwei immediately grabbed his wrist. “Don’t I have you with me?”

Qi Chimu’s muscles tensed, and he nearly flung her hand away.

But it was still a crucial phase. He had to hold back.

He smiled mildly and nodded. “Then let’s go ba.”

When they passed through the gates, Bai Weiwei was like a freed bird, one moment asking for tanghulu, another moment asking for a hand fan1 at a roadside stall.

For the first time, Qi Chimu felt that it was troublesome to bring a woman out.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qi Chimu finally managed to bring her to the bookstore.

He bought a few texts needed for the imperial examinations.

Although he remembered the subjects for the imperial examination, he didn’t fall behind on the things he needed to do.

After all, if he was discovered to be a person who was reborn, he would become a monster-like existence.

His ending would not be good.

Bai Weiwei also picked a few books in passing.

Qi Chimu glanced over.

《Husband2, give it to me》

1: 小团扇: a circular fan, usually with some sort of design on it.↩

2: 官人: an official, or a wife’s term of address for her husband.↩