The vixen's journey through time

Chacha's heart skipped a beat, and she panicked a lot.

"What happened, little Shanzi, tell me, did the young lady find out that I am not Jiang Cha? Will she expose me?"

"Sure enough, women know women best? Even the brother of the original owner Jiang Cha didn't doubt me? But this young lady saw the clues?"

This is the first time the system has encountered this situation. If the identity of the host is revealed, will the host be wiped out? It remembered that there seemed to be such an item in the information.

In fact, the good system seems to have been born for Chacha. After it became conscious, there was a voice telling it to "serve the vixen Chacha, accompany her, take care of her, guide her, and when necessary, sacrifice yourself to protect her."

What it doesn't understand is that it clearly exists to protect Chacha, so why does it still need to assign tasks and even make things difficult?

If it can't figure it out, it won't think about it. It will just do as it is told. But now something comes up that it can't figure out. What should it do?

The system entered the question into the dialog box and got a bunch of gibberish. It knew that the person who created it had another shield.

"Host, how about we beat you to death and deny it? As long as you insist that you are Jiang Cha, even if others have doubts, it cannot be confirmed. After all, time travel and rebirth are so magical. Who will believe it if you go out?"

"Besides, isn't it strictly forbidden to be feudal, religious, superstitious, and religious? Isn't this young lady afraid of getting angry?" The system comforted himself and Chacha in this way.

Secretly despising the uselessness of the system again, Chacha could only laugh and try to get through: "Huh? Hahahaha, what do you mean I'm not Jiang Cha? Sister, don't be kidding me! Who else can I be if I'm not Jiang Cha? Otherwise , Sister, it’s okay for you to call me Chacha. I like others to call me Chacha. It sounds friendly, hehehe..."

Seeing that Du Yumo was still looking at him intently, Chacha swallowed her saliva nervously, her eyes evasive, and asked uneasily: "Then, the original Jiang Cha, no, what was the original me like?"

Seeing Chacha's restless reaction, Du Yumo laughed out loud, "Look how nervous you are! Yes, you're not Jiang Cha, so who are you? If you're not Jiang Cha, who is?"

Du Yumo withdrew her gaze and looked into the distance, "Chacha, right? Then I'll call you Chacha. Well, Chacha does sound better."

Then, Du Yumo's voice came faintly.

"The original Jiang Cha wears a mask on her face every day, playing the role of a good girl in the eyes of her elders, a goddess in the eyes of boys, and the dream lover of men."

"But, I don't like her. How hypocritical she is! How insidious! How vicious!"

At this point, Du Yumo gritted her teeth and her eyes wandered back to Chacha's face.

"I think you won't forget what you did before!"

Chacha hehehe...

"So, what about Chacha now?"

"Little Fan, will the lady eat me? Her eyes are so fierce!" Chacha asked the system in the sea of ​​consciousness.

System: "Chacha, this woman is injured. She is not your opponent at the moment."

"Besides, I gave you my queen's golden bell to use, so she can't attack you."

Sure enough, the empress dotes on Chacha so much! In the armory that the host cannot see, there are many magic weapons for the host to use for self-defense.