Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here,Chapter 1005 - The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin（3） - Read free novels online

Chapter 1005 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin（3）

He then faintly pursed his lips, suppressing the oppressing cold light gathered in his eyes, and said softly: “My apologies, miss. It’s this one’s fault for seeing your pretty appearance and not being able to help taking another look. I was rude.”

The young maid immediately raised her chin proudly, “At least you have good eyes. Now hurry and go in!”

Qi Chimu quietly pursed his lips with a faint smile.

Then he turned around and walked into the room.

After going through the doorway there was a screen. The Bai family’s di daughter lived like a princess,

But she grew up to be vicious, with an arrogant and willful appearance.

Qi Chimu recalled that in his childhood, he had been bullied the most by Bai Weiwei.

This woman was younger than him by 2 years.

But her ways of humiliating him were the worst.

He glanced at the female clothing on his body, recalling her haughty sneer as she commanded, “I’m lacking a maid to attend my dressing, you’ll change into women’s clothes and come help me dress and comb my hair.”

In a word, his pride as a man was crushed.

There was a trace of bloodthirstiness in Qi Chimu’s eyes.

But now was not the time to get rid of the Bai family yet, so he could only endure it.

He was bowing firmly behind the screen, when Bai Weiwei’s voice came from the other side.

A sweet, soft, and arrogant shout sounded behind the screen.

“What are you doing standing at the door? Quickly come in. Are you waiting for the sun to reach the zenith to come in or what? ”

Obviously, she was giving him an order.

But how was it that when she spoke, it seemed like she was acting spoiled?

Qi Chimu was in a daze. He had just been reborn a moment ago. For a moment, he couldn’t remember whether Bai Weiwei used to talk in this tone.

As he was thinking, he took a step to go in.

Without batting an eyelid, he raised his eyes to take a quick look.

He stared blankly at Weiwei.

The young lady was leaning on top of the chaise, with the white long skirt flowing down the chair like the crescent moon in a river.

Under her willow-like delicate eyebrows, the black pupils were limpid and clear as spring water..

Looking through the gaps, a slender and beautiful finger that was softly supporting her bright and clean forehead could be seen. Her crow-black hair was scattered, showing through the gaps a faintly discernible frail and graceful neck of an exquisite white.

This kind of her was bright, yet fragile and soft.

Even the indifference in her eyes was accompanied by a sweet and soft moisture.

Qi Chimu couldn’t retrieve his gaze for a moment, and even his breathing was somewhat muffled.

Bai Weiwei didn’t notice his expression, and she got up impatiently. “You’re finally here, I wanted to go give my greetings to Mother, but now I’m delayed.”

Qi Chimu was currently Bai Weiwei’s dressing maid.

No one dared to object.

Qi Chimu heard her talk about her mother.

Just thinking that that woman had poisoned him to death, his eyes turned cold again.

He spoke quietly, even flattering: “Come, biao mei.”

Bai Weiwei sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, holding a peach blossom hairpin in her fingers. When she heard how he addressed her, she turned to glance at him with wide eyes.

The corner of her eyes was red, a cold and gorgeous sight.

“Who are you calling biao mei? I don’t have such a shabby cousin as you.”

“Cousin.” This word, he did not know if it was deliberate or not, but unexpectedly it was also said with an emphatic but coquettish tone.

To one’s surprise, the dislike could not be heard, but rather gave a somewhat seductive and charming feeling.

Qi Chimu stopped his movement of picking up the comb, then bowed his head as if nothing had happened, “Young Miss, I will now comb your hair.”

Bai Weiwei looked at the mirror in a natural and magnanimous way. To have such a beautiful face, it would only be natural if the IQ was not high enough, “Comb it prettily.”

Qi Chimu dully said: “Yes.”

There wasn’t any feeling of conflict.

But the favorability…

【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at -45.】

Come on, five more points down?

How about she just asks for the favorability to go down to -55?

This way, she can directly slice that broken jj of this plane’s broken target.

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