The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System: Ren Zha Fanpai Zijiu Xitong (Novel) Vol. 4

by Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù

Look, he’d only refused out of habit. If Luo Binghe had just pestered him a little more, he would have agreed! Who could have guessed that after a mere wave of his hand, Luo Binghe would rush out the door to go find a corner to sulkily grow mushrooms in…?

“Mm?” Shen Qingqiu cocked his head. Both his tone and expression brimmed with one hundred and twenty percent warm indulgence—a promise to grant whatever request Luo Binghe might have.

And now a homegrown Green JJ gay had found himself in one of Zhongdian’s uncountable harems of beauties. The child must have been frightened out of his wits.

They’d barely walked a single step when Luo Binghe said mournfully, “Shizun, is my technique really that awful?” Ah. To be honest, it was indeed awful. Really awful. Regardless of whether it was a matter of kissing, touching, stripping, or rolling around, the difference was far more than a few levels.

It truly is difficult, it thought. But no matter how difficult, it’s less difficult than making one’s heart stop loving.

At least the portrayal of the male lead was all right. The transformation from innocent and upstanding to hateful and sinister was detailed and natural; debts of kindness and grudges were both repaid, and those who should have been killed were mercilessly cut down. Every time I see a useless male lead, I just want to slap him in the face. Bing-ge deserves that “ge”—he’s cool enough and darkened

Mobei-Jun thought about it. With the paths his mind was given to take, there was no telling how he had interpreted “unique” feelings. “Beat them up three times a day?” Luo Binghe made a stop gesture with one hand and said wisely, “You don’t need to answer.”

Mobei-Jun looked askance at him. “So, if you want to be liked by a man, the best method is to act pathetic?”

“What’s the best way to please your partner during 【beep—】?” “Praise him for improving?” said Shen Qingqiu. “Not crying,” said Luo Binghe.

But as soon as he reached him, Luo Binghe grabbed his arm. “Shizun, marry yourself to me, won’t you?”