Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 338 God's Little Turtle (42)

[So, what are you going to do, host? 】

The system looked at the suddenly high-spirited little turtle, and a bad premonition flashed through his heart!

[So, I plan to seduce Lord Huanyue! 】

【puff--】

If the system had a mouth, it must have sprayed directly at this moment.

【Host, you are worried that Lord Huanyue will steal Zi Yuan-Jun's favor, why don't you try to please Zi Yuan-Jun instead of trying to seduce your rival in love! 】

After saying this, the system felt that the word "rival in love" seemed inappropriate, but it couldn't think of a better word to describe the relationship between the host and Huanyue Shenjun.

【What do you know! 】

Mingyu despised the system with a silly and sweet expression on her face.

【You have seen what the master looks like just now, do I have a chance?Is there any chance I can steal the master's attention?Master, I wish I could stick to that Lord Huanyue, am I so ignorant and like to make fun of myself? 】

system:【.】

It has no way to refute the host's words.

[Then how do you plan to seduce him? Then how do you plan to break them up! 】

[It's nothing, in fact, it can't be said to be dismantled, but I plan to start today and stay with Huanyue Shenjun every step of the way!I want to aspire to be the big red turtle in front of Huanyue Shenjun, then the master loves the house and Wu, hehe. 】

Thinking of this, Mingyu's lips curved into a smile that seemed a bit vulgar to the system.

To be honest, if this expression was made by a single person, the system would at most feel a little chilly, but if it was made by a turtle, the system would think it would kill it.

Eye-catching is no longer enough to describe its host.

Mingyu didn't know that the system still had this series of mental activities. After making up her mind, she decided to put her thoughts into action immediately, so she sacrificed the cloud piercing boat and flew into it with a "swoosh". into Zi Yuanjun's cave.

It is said that Mr. Ziyuan had just lost and found his beloved, and when his mind was in turmoil, he did not set up a barrier for the cave, and Mingyu returned to the cave easily.

She thought she would definitely see something indescribable, but the result surprised her.

The atmosphere in the cave is very harmonious at this moment.

The master is sitting on the futon and meditating quietly with his eyes closed, while Huanyue Shenjun is painting with a brush in his hand.

Mingyu blinked, turned to look in the direction of Lord Ziyuan, and walked straight towards Lord Huanyue.

"Huanyue Shenjun, what are you doing?"

Her tortoise shell is relatively heavy. When she didn't have much spiritual power earlier, she was panting after taking two steps, let alone taking off.

After several days of practice, she has mastered some of the elements of flying, and can fly smoothly, but it doesn't last long.

Now she was going to get close to Lord Huanyue, and Lord Huanyue was drawing on the table with a pen, so she had to fly up to the table to see clearly what he was drawing.

"I'm writing a recipe!"

Huanyue Shenjun lied without blinking an eye.

"Aren't you painting? Oh, you are painting—"

While speaking, Mingyu had already flied onto the table with difficulty, and when she looked at the painting in his hand, her eyes widened instantly.

"master!"

Yes, the painting is a man with indifferent eyes and a solemn expression. He sits quietly on the futon with his eyes closed, as if he is cultivating.

"Don't talk nonsense, little turtle, I'm writing about how to make bastard soup!"

Huanyue Shenjun didn't blush and didn't breathe, after pointing the eyeballs of Zi Yuanjun on the painting, she put down her pen and looked at Mingyu with a smile.

(End of this chapter)