Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here - Chapter 528 - Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (21)

Chapter 528 Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (21)

Ji Yongchuan didn’t know why his heart felt stuffed up.

She was a little overwhelmed, “Can’t I be together with you?”

Ji Yongchuan couldn’t say a word, there was a knot in his throat, when she stared at him so despondently.

It was as though nothing was as painful as being unable to be with him.

But, this was an ignorant little girl, even if she said that she loved him it was just a superficial love.

Could she truly be able to do it for him, have her soul scatter?

Ji Yongchuan smiled coldly internally, on the surface he still had a peerlessly sunshiny smile.

“This is only for instance, how could I be willing to let your soul scatter.”

Once Bai Weiwei heard, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, she repeated to herself, “Only for instance, that’s it.”

Ji Yongchuan glanced at her murkily. Unable to resist taunting in his heart, just a little girl greedy for life, scared of death.

It was light and easy to deal with such a foolishly naive person.

He glanced out of the window, it was dark, the time of night that hundreds of ghosts were active.

Ji Yongchuan’s eyes flashed a strand of malicious light, “Let’s go on a date, good or no good?”

As soon as Bai Weiwei heard, she immediately stood up happily, “Good, wait for me.”

Not waiting for Ji Yongchuan’s answer, she pivoted around at jet speed to flip through her wardrobe.

A pile of skirts were turned over.

She turned around holding a long red dress, “Does this look good?”

Ji Yongchuan: Red, an incredibly violent color, tends to attract the fierce female ghosts, especially at the time of night when hundreds of ghosts were active.

Bai Weiwei frowned, and took out a white dress, “This one seems to look better.”

Ji Yongchuan: Aren’t these mourning clothes?

Bai Weiwei reconsidered again, “There’s this black one too.”

Ji Yongchuan: Supremely negative energy color, perfect ghostly beacon.

Bai Weiwei: “This green color is also good.”

Ji Yongchuan helplessly covered his face, green was the color most vulnerable to ghostly hauntings.

Was Bai Weiwei really a member of the Bai family? These most basic common sense’, she didn’t understand at all.

Bai Weiwei picked up her best strapless dress with a short skirt, “What about this?”

Ji Yongchuan’s expression was strained, bare shoulders were already unlucky enough, how could she dare to expose her legs?

How could a good family’s young lady be so offensive to the winds of customs?

He showed a shaded smile, “The clothes you like are all colors that ghosts like, you’re not afraid of getting entangled by ghosts on the street?”

Bai Weiwei giggled, “I’m not afraid, you’ll protect me.”

A single simple sentence, like a soft little bird bumping into his heart, so that Ji Yongchuan had nothing to say.

He was silent for a moment, before suddenly reaching out for a goose yellow dress, “This one looks good.”

When traveling during ghost month, dimly colored clothes were most taboo.

At least brightly colored clothing brought its own yang qi, it wasn’t so provocative to the hundreds of ghosts.

Bai Weiwei accepted the clothes with a squinting smile and said, “You have a good eye, this is my favorite dress.”

That said, she put her back to him, and directly started to take off her clothes to wear her dress.

Ji Yongchuan’s eyes widened. He saw a large portion of her clothes were off, revealing her fair round shoulders, as well as beautiful shoulder blades.

“What are you doing?”

As soon as Bai Weiwei heard, she turned back.

Ji Yongchuan shouted with a low voice: “Not allowed to turn around.”

When she looked back, her face would be completely gone.

He got up at once and walked through the wall.

Behind him came her murmured laughter, “Showing little Gege is basically fine.”

Ji Yongchuan’s cheeks were flushed, he seemed to want to hide it by fiercely saying: “Really, how can this woman be so unaffected by being seen.”

Bai Weiwei put on her dress and came out of the room.

Ji Yongchuan looked up to see the skirt hanging down to her knees. Her waistline was perfectly fitted, and her hair was tied into a pill style. She was smiling adorably as she gazed at him.