After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Yuan Zhuoyue's face immediately revealed an expression of astonishment and shock, and she exclaimed: "If I had accidentally touched her just now, wouldn't I have to marry her on the spot?!"

But when she first heard these words, she didn't think there was anything wrong with them. She just thought that Morax was introducing to her the meaning of the doll and the local customs and culture behind it.

To prevent her from breaking any taboos out of ignorance in the future, and from happening something like what happened now, where she almost accidentally gave Morax a wife.

But after thinking about it carefully and deeply, Yuan Zhuoyue always felt that something was wrong, so he reviewed everything that had happened before.

The little girl in black and blue clothes and silver jewelry might have been attracted by Morax's appearance at the beginning.

Only then would he come to Yuan Zhuoyue and want to give the little doll in his hand to Yuan Zhuoyue who was wearing the shell of Morax.

I want to conclude a marriage through this.

Fortunately, Morax, who was wearing the shell of Yuan Zhuoyue, spoke up in time to stop Yuan Zhuoyue's overly rash behavior.

He used his body as a barrier, blocking the two of them.

At the end of this incident, the result was that the girl, who did not look very old and looked like a high school student, was found.

He gave the pair of clay dolls in his hands to Morax without hesitation, and then left in a very decisive and cool manner.

Yuan Zhuoyue does not discriminate against others' sexual orientation.

She feels that under normal circumstances, sexual orientation is relatively single, either liking the same sex or the opposite sex, and it is rare for someone to want both.

In particular, the girl in blue and black clothes wanted to hand over the clay doll representing the marriage contract to Yuan Zhuoyue who was wearing the shell of Morax not long ago.

A fake man.

But now the girl in silver jewelry handed the pair of dolls in her hands to Morax.

It was impossible that he wanted to propose to Morax, who was wearing her shell and was obviously doing it because of her female appearance.

Yuan Zhuoyue asked with a puzzled look: "So, she finally gave this pair of clay dolls to you. What does this mean?"

Morax remained silent about this.

Seeing his current performance, Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly had an idea in his mind, as if he realized something.

Since the clay doll representing the marriage contract was handed to him after Morax spoke.

Could it be that the little girl just now had some strange misunderstandings because of Morax's behavior...

So Yuan Zhuoyue chose without hesitation and stopped dwelling on it. He began to change the subject with a little embarrassment, pretending to be nonchalant: "...The Dream Realm is unexpectedly prosperous. Many places are even not inferior to the world I live in."

Morax then whispered softly, "The city-state here has been around for thousands of years, so it naturally has its own unique heritage."

After a brief thought, Yuan Zhuoyue said, "I wonder what kind of scenery other cities will present? In my world, different regions have very different cultural customs, habits and food."

"... Sometimes, people would argue about things like salty and sweet rice dumplings and tofu pudding on the Internet." Yuan Zhuoyue smiled, as if she had just remembered something funny, and chattered with Morax: "Although I'm a picky eater, I'm not too picky about food. I can try anything. As long as it's not unpalatable, I can accept any flavor."

Morax immediately jumped to the topic of food tastes and accepted it well. He continued with Yuan Zhuoyue's words: "Well... I don't like seafood."

At this time, the atmosphere between the two figures can be described as harmonious and harmonious, without any trace of it. After the formation hub on the mountain was repaired, the atmosphere became cold and slightly distant.

But even so, the conversation between the two was just back and forth, and what they exchanged was nothing more than some nutritious nonsense.

Yuan Zhuoyue once tried to use the skill of making small talk that he had practiced many times while getting along with the little golden cube.

But it turned out that the little golden cube was too useless. The same move had no effect at all when used on Morax.

The two of them chatted about all sorts of nonsense as they strolled back and forth on this extremely busy street, and bought a lot of small things, planning to distribute them to their relatives and friends.

Just as he was walking from one shop to another and was about halfway through the journey, Morax stopped abruptly.

Then he extended the pale and thin hand that now belonged to him to Yuan Zhuoyue: "Give me your hand."

Yuan Zhuoyue knew what was going on at a glance. His weak body was probably unable to continue to bear the surging force.

Therefore, Morax had to transfer the power in her body to the carrier she was using to avoid causing damage to her body.

What else can Yuan Zhuoyue do?

Naturally, he could only reach out his hand obediently, hold the hand that Morax handed to him, and cooperate with his actions obediently.