Bound to the scumbag male system, the goddesses always want to keep me

"Yaoji."

"eat."

"Meimei, didn't I tell you that you can only take the upper hand's cards? I am your opponent, how can you take it?"

Lu Xun is serious about playing games, and the rules are the rules, no matter how dishonest her feet are.

"Oh, I made a mistake, so if I have three Yaoji, can I use it as leverage?"

Mu Meimei smiled and pushed down the three Yaojis.

"You can use it. After you use it, you have to touch one from behind, and then play another one."

Lu Xun gave a serious on-the-spot teaching, but he pretended not to notice the little tricks below.

"Oh, thank you, Brother Xun."

Mu Meimei pretended not to understand anything and touched a card. In fact, she could play mahjong.

"Does this count as a win?"

He put the cards down awkwardly and chuckled.

"It's so lucky, Meimei! It's actually blooming!"

……

Villa No. 19 is not far from Villa No. 17, but it is separated from Villa No. 18 by two small roads.

Huang Yiyi sat quietly on the sofa, her hair had not yet been dried, it was wet and shiny black.

After the treatment of "Lingxi Finger", a lot of dirty things were indeed discharged as Lu Xun said.

It's black and oily, and has a smell.

If she hadn't experienced it herself, she wouldn't have believed that she could be so dirty.

And my skin is much better than before, smooth, supple, delicate and breakable.

These are not the most important.

She now has a very strange feeling, as if she can summon a shadow.

Soon, Yang Yan came out wearing a pink bunny pajamas.

"Sister Yan, I have something to ask you."

Huang Yiyi's voice is sweet, soft and waxy, and she looks very cute.

"Yiyi, what's wrong? Tell me."

Yang Yan is not in a good mood, because happiness is short-lived, but loneliness is long-lasting.

People often say that having something is happiness. No, in fact, as long as you like to suffer, there will be endless suffering.

Once you have it, you always want to keep it. This is the right answer.

pity……

"I seem to be able to summon a shadow, so I'm a little uneasy about it. So I want to ask Sister Yan if she knows?"

Yang Yan pondered for a long time and said, "Just try it first. Don't worry, I'm here to ensure safety."

"Ah."

Huang Yiyi smiled and nodded, slowly closing her eyes.

Communicate with the spirit of Qi sea and snow mountain.

Three minutes later...

A seven or eight-year-old girl appeared in the living room. The girl had two braids and wore jeans with suspenders...

At this time, Huang Yiyi sketched out what he looked like when he was a child.

It was just slightly adjusted to make it even cuter.

To describe it in one sentence: The base is herself, but the image has been beautified.

"She...what can she do?"

Yang Yan asked in surprise. Although there are very few people with psychic powers, they can be said to be rare, but the few known ones don't have such heaven-defying skills.

"She... seems to have only a soul and no body. Let me try."

After Huang Yiyi finished speaking, she closed her eyes again and communicated with the little girl with her heart.

"Bah."

The little girl opened her mouth, but her voice was almost the same as that of the lamb.

Yang Yan suddenly felt sad, as if the world had lost its color and suddenly turned gray. She felt depressed and wanted to cry...

"Sister Yan, are you okay?"

Huang Yiyi saw that Yang Yan looked wrong and quickly expressed concern.

"What about her?"

Yang Yan finally came out of the heartbreaking feeling of being abandoned by the world, and realized that she had fallen victim to Huang Yiyi's skills.

"Are you talking about the sheep? She stayed outside for half a minute and then went back."

"Sheep? Well, it is indeed very vivid."

Huang Yiyi lowered her head and blushed, "Sheep... very good!"