Song Qingwu returned home. After a few days of hard work, her heart rate had reached more than eight thousand.

Of course, the main reason was that Shu Xiaoya gave her 6,000 heartbeat points in three days.

Among others, her close friends, Zhang Jia, Meng Yao, and Yao Min also contributed more than 200. The quota was already full yesterday, and the calculation started from zero again today.

Ma Mengjun and Chen Xiao’s heartbeat values ​​were also over a hundred.

With Shu Xiaoya's current attitude towards Song Qingwu, her heartbeat value will be over ten thousand tomorrow morning.

If the heart-thumping value reaches tens of thousands, you can start the golden lottery.

The gold lottery can draw attribute values ​​and skills, and more importantly, it can open the system mall.

Song Qingwu had long wanted to see what was for sale in the mall, and also wanted to see what the so-called skills were.

The current system is the same as the Pinxixi version, simple and clear at a glance.

He opened his phone and agreed to Chen Xiao’s WeChat friend request and QQ friend request.

The other party immediately spoke over, "Senior Song, I'm Chen Xiao."

Song Qingwu sent him a smiley face and then ignored him.

Song Qingwu's current personality is not that of a cold goddess, but she is very polite to everyone, making everyone feel warm and at the same time keep a distance from them. She is definitely not the kind of frivolous girl who plays with boys casually.

Although she would play football with boys, in her personality, this was just her hobby and a sport. She would never get close to the boys who were competing on the same field to develop friendship or any other relationship.

Of course, there are also people who don’t keep their distance, such as Song Qingwu, Ma Mengjun, and her group of close friends, who are still very close.

But no one knows how sincere Song Qingwu is.

For a true goddess, sincerity is something that should never be given casually, whether to a boy or a girl.

So many people like me, where do I get so much sincerity from?

Don’t blame me for being a green tea, just blame myself for having too many people like me.

It was because he was attracted to Shu Xiaoya's beauty, so it was three parts true and seven parts false.

Later, Chen Xiao sent some voice messages, but Song Qingwu didn't even click on them. She had no interest in knowing what he said.

But the message from Ma Mengjun still needs to be replied.

This was the first time that Ma Mengjun took the initiative to send a message to Song Qingwu.

"Qingwu, let's go to the movies together this Saturday night."

Of course Song Qingwu would not reject any proposal from Ma Mengjun, as she had no bottom line in flattering her boyfriend.

I replied with a voice message, "Okay, whatever movie you want to watch, I'll buy the ticket now. Brother, you're not still involved with other girls, are you? If you do this again, I'll be angry."

Although he said he was angry, in fact, the humility and affection in his voice could not be hidden.

Ma Mengjun, who was on the other end of the line, was holding the phone and wearing headphones. When he heard Song Qingwu's voice, he felt very proud.

Ma's father asked him, "Ma Mengjun, who are you chatting with? If you have time, read more books and chat less with girls."

No one knows a son better than his father. Father Ma knows exactly what kind of person his son is, but now it’s time for him to focus on his studies.

Ma Mengjun answered casually, "My girlfriend, Song Qingwu, I asked her to go to the movies with me on Saturday."

Upon hearing this, Father Ma frowned and said, "You are still dating that girl who ranks last in the whole college. Didn't you say last time that your girlfriend is Yang Jing?"

Ma Mengjun looked indifferent, "Dad, it's just a girlfriend. It's not like I can only have one. Yang Jing, Sun Tian, ​​Wang Yue, and Song Qingwu are all my girlfriends."

Father Ma smiled and shook his head, "Son, women are only for fun, don't take them too seriously, especially don't let them affect your studies, understand? People like Song Qingwu, you should have less contact with them in the future. She is the last in the whole academy and will affect your studies."

Ma Mengjun replied impatiently, "I know, Dad. Song Qingwu and I are just playing around. How could I like someone like her? She's the last in the entire academy and as dumb as a pig. I promise to dump her after we check into a room together."

Ma Mengjun is a student, but he can openly talk to his father about checking into a hotel with girls. It can only be said that both father and son are a weird pair.

Ma's father also looked indifferent, "Don't make any news about pregnancy. It will be troublesome if the parents come to our house."

"Dad, don't worry. Song Qingwu has no parents. Even if something happens, no one will back her up. No one will cause trouble for me."

Upon hearing that Song Qingwu had no father or mother, Ma's father nodded with satisfaction. Since she was this kind of girl, he felt relieved.

Song Qingwu bought the movie tickets as Ma Mengjun requested, and took screenshots and sent them to Ma Mengjun.

She has already spent a lot of money on this disgusting thing called Ma Mengjun.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little angry at the system.

She clearly had 500 million to give to the female anchor, but she didn't give herself even a little bit, and she couldn't accept the rebate from the female anchor. Otherwise, she would ask Shu Xiaoya for some money now. Considering Shu Xiaoya's love for her, she would give her any amount.

When Ma Mengjun saw Song Qingwu bought the movie tickets for the couple's box without hesitation, he knew that he could win Song Qingwu over for sure this time.

Given that Song Qingwu was so obedient to him, he could do whatever he wanted in the dim couple's box and squeeze Song Qingwu however he wanted.

Thinking of Song Qingwu's beautiful face and graceful figure, Ma Mengjun couldn't help but feel a burst of heat, as if Song Qingwu's soft body was already in his arms.

The two of them started chatting sweetly.

Ma Mengjun didn't know why, but he seemed to have become a little fond of Song Qingwu. Gradually, Song Qingwu began to become important in his heart.

As for Song Qingwu, she watched Ma Mengjun's heartbeat value slowly increase and now reached more than 200, so she patiently chatted with him.

Although she was trying her best to cooperate with Ma Mengjun in acting, what Song Qingwu was thinking in her heart was what excuse she could use to not go to the movies with Ma Mengjun on Saturday.

It's not easy to not want to go to the movie but also not destroy your affectionate personality.

After eating the takeout, it’s time for the tense and exciting bath time.

Hehe, just kidding. Actually, after a few days of adapting, Song Qingwu has completely accepted her beauty. Since she took a shower yesterday, she will no longer do those weird things to herself.

Now, when taking a bath, Song Qingwu would at most admire herself in the mirror for a while, which was completely normal behavior for a girl.

Such a peerless beauty is not cheap to anyone, but only to himself. After all, he is a straight man. Thinking of this, Song Qingwu feels that there is nothing wrong with becoming a girl and obtaining the goddess system. He makes himself the most perfect goddess, and finally gets a good deal for himself. It's good that the benefits are kept within the family.

Finally, you can use your perfect goddess image to hook up with other goddesses, killing two birds with one stone.

She took off her school uniform shirt and skirt, and wore her sports vest and safety pants underneath.

The system hates the possibility of Song Qingwu exposing herself, but Song Qingwu naturally won't go against the system and protects her body privacy very well.

Under the sports vest, she was wearing a small piece of underwear, which fit her perfectly.

After taking off all her clothes, Song Qingwu quietly washed her body under the shower.

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