Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Xu Menggui stood by the bed in a daze. He reached up and lightly touched his bottom lip.

It was the taste of her.

Soft, with faint remnants of a fever.

There was a heart pounding that he couldn’t escape.

Xu Menggui suddenly smiled. This smile was somewhat twisted.

He couldn’t deceive himself. He actually… actually liked her this much.

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability: 50.】

Xu Menggui suppressed his emotions. He said, “Rest well. I will have the kitchen cook some congee for you.”

With that, he turned around with a gloomy expression, wanting to go and sort out his disordered thoughts.

Bai Weiwei suddenly called to him in a trembling voice. “Xu Menggui.”

Xu Mengui stopped, but he didn’t look back.

Bai Weiwei called out again, “Xu Menggui.”

Xu Menggui couldn’t resist the call of her voice, and he couldn’t help but look back.

He saw her looking at him bitterly, her eyes full of tears.

“Did you ever… like me?”

The question was sorrowful and stubborn, but within the tone, there was a bit of hope.

It made Xu Menggui clench his fingers, unable to help but hope for more.

Bai Weiwei made persistent efforts to forcefully change the course of the plot and let the dog blood sadomasochistic drama pass.

And return to the sweet plot of brushing up on favorability.

After all, Xu Menggui had already had his revenge and realized that it could not improve his mood.

Therefore, Xu Menggui, who no longer had an inner demon in heart, would be particularly easy to brush up favorability for.

Her gaze couldn’t help but grow more aggrieved. She disconsolately hung her head, her hands clutching the sheet. “You didn’t? How could I actually hope for you to like me, I’m so delusional.”

Xu Menggui stiffened. For a while, he held his breath.

Finally, he relaxed. He clenched his jaw and moved his lips with difficulty.

“En.”

A faint response.

An admission of defeat.

Xu Menggui even felt that this word cost him several years of courage.

To let go of his obsession with revenge.

To overcome the frenzied darkness in his heart.

Just as he said it.

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is 60.】

Listening to the sound of the favorability climbing up.

Bai Weiwei let loose a sigh of relief. Finally got through the sadomasochism and arrived at the sweetness.

She adjusted her expression into one of struggling but intending to forgive him.

Just as she was about to show a pleasantly surprised expression mixed with sorrow and helplessness.

【Ding, detecting scum man and cheap woman plot. Main system refuses to accept this type of scenario.】

Bai Weiwei: “?”

【Women should strive for self-improvement, and all men are dogs. Scum abuse index has opened, asking host to complete the side task “Scum abuse index.”】

Just as this finished.

A large number appeared above Bai Weiwei’s head.

20.

【Before the completion of scum abuse index, behaviors like having feelings for the slag man, whispering sweet nothings to the slag man, and forgiving the slag man are not allowed.】

【”Scum abuse index” dropping to zero is failure. Rising to ninety is completion.】

【If failure: Requesting host to happily run on a beautiful prairie and bite one hundred Tibetan mastiffs1 to death.】

Bai Weiwei: “…”

Hold on. Abusing scum was still within the scope of human comprehension.

But what the hell was this penalty for failure?!

What did it mean by biting to death Tibetan mastiffs?

Whose Tibetan mastiff did she provoke, why must she bite it?

Was abusing single dogs on weekdays not enough? She also had to slay real dogs?

Bai Weiwei was so infuriated by this side task that she nearly died on the spot.

Then she saw the 20 of the scum abuse index above her head slowly and slowly drop.

Bai Weiwei looked up in horror and saw Xu Menggui looking down at her with a soft gaze.

1: big bois, often associated with guarding the home/flock:↩