Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Bai Weiwei was just about to nod but realized that this sentence wasn’t right.

The two people fell into a confused silence.

When she got home, she opened the door to the bathroom.

However, the merfolk wasn’t in the bathtub.

Bai Weiwei: “This bad merfolk is going to give me trouble.”

Her apartment was so big that she didn’t know where that mentally challenged fish had gone.

Bai Weiwei sighed, and then rubbed her face. Her expression changed, becoming anxious.

She shouted apprehensively, “Wake, Wake, where are you?”

She ran in a panic, looking like it was the end of the world.

The system informed: “In your study.”

Bai Weiwei nodded and immediately ran through several rooms. She pretended to inadvertently break into the study.

The study was the largest room in the apartment.

Additionally, the lighting was very good, it had a transparent roof over the rows of books.

A man stood in the middle of a messy pile of books.

His blonde hair almost fell to his ankles, his naked body had the golden ratio, and his beautiful muscle lines were so perfect it was almost flawless.

He flipped through the book in his hand and threw it aside.

Bai Weiwei was startled when she opened the door.

He also looked back with his extremely familiar, exquisitely defined five features.

Having seen Bai Weiwei break in, his pale golden lashes shook, and his ice-blue eyes looked at her coldly.

Bai Weiwei stared blankly at his heaven-defyingly proportional feat.

At least 1.9 meters tall, ah.

The merfolk grew legs?

With a bewildered expression, she finally couldn’t help but whisper to him.

“Wake.”

Wake leaned against the brown bookshelf, the sunlight came through the glass roof and spilled over his beautiful body.

Like an oil painting that could move people’s hearts and souls.

He threw away the book in his hands and pulled out another book on ocean research. He flipped through it quickly, hardly blinking, his eyes like cameras.

All the text’s knowledge was instantly stored in his mind.

Bai Weiwei tried to call to him again, “Wake, have you become human?”

This sentence came out.

Wake’s fingers froze, he threw the book to the ground, and a fierce expression appeared on his calm face.

His eyes were cold and murderous.

He held out his fingers that were sharp like blades, they could make others shudder.

This gesture seemed to tell Bai Weiwei.

You are human, your whole family is human.

Bai Weiwei sensed his anger and couldn’t help but take a few steps forward, somewhat at a loss.

“I didn’t mean anything else, but you can grow legs?”

This was only possible in fairy tales.

Wake humphed indifferently and raised his head. He took a step, twisting in an S-shaped canter, step by step, twisting and turning.

Bai Weiwei: This soul-selling posture is too spicy to the eyes.

Instead of taking another step, Wake slipped on a book and fell directly to the ground.

Bai Weiwei: It’s too bad.

If she didn’t need to maintain her persona, she expected she would be laughing now.

Wake frowned, he changed to legs for the first time and wasn’t used to them at all.

If it wasn’t for the bathtub being too small, making him so uncomfortable, he wouldn’t have brought his legs out.

Suddenly a pair of soft hands gently touched his arms.

The woman’s voice was calm and tender, “Not like that, come on, I’ll guide you.”

He looked up and saw a few hints of a smile in her eyes.

But, it wasn’t ridicule. There was no malice, only pure, clear, and softness.

Like water, a calm sea.

Wake unconsciously relaxed his guard, probably because she was already marked as his slave.

He reached out and held her hand.