Just now the Host seemed to make a rustling sound.
Jia Xitong, whose mind was filled with little yellow trash, covered her eyes with her paws, her gaze peeking through the gaps, staring intently at him.
Is what's next something you can see without paying?
To be honest, she had only ever read a small yellow book called "Proud Heavenly Demon," and hadn't even had the time to engage with a proper romantic action movie, so her mental world was quite pure.
Suddenly, Shang Yanting was going to perform live...
Oh my, how embarrassing!
The Host really doesn't treat himself as an outsider!
She was in a very wavy mood, so much that the True System came out to remind her.
[Hello, task taker, please remember your mission. Influence the male lead, reverse the ending, save the world, and start by being a great, glorious, and righteous traveler!]
Got it.
Jia Xitong nodded perfunctorily, still staring at him unblinkingly.
What would the Host, with steam-red cheeks, do next...
