100 Ways to Get the Male God

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So, it's because of the plot.

Even if he intervenes, he cannot forcefully change the plot, so it has become the current situation.

It's not because he loves her.

Certainly not.

The girl turned around in a hurry, paused, and then said to the person behind her: "You can stay here, but you are not allowed to get out of bed. If you want to go out... just sit in a wheelchair and let the maid push you out."

An Moer was stunned for a moment, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his icy blue pupils - why didn't you let him move? Ryan...know something?

But before asking the exit, the girl strode away, in a hurry, and even tripped over the threshold.

The young man pursed his lips slightly.

...

Time flies.

The wedding of the prince and princess was also held as scheduled.

Yu Chu asked the system again:

"He won't turn into a bubble, will he?"

The system sighed: "You've asked this one thousand eight hundred times. That's Lord God, how could it turn into a bubble? Put your heart back in your stomach."

"Your heart grows in your belly."

"..."

On the eve of the wedding, Yu Chu climbed into bed and asked the system:

"My lord doesn't come with a knife, right? The plot is different. What if he stabs me?"

The system said, "It's fine, just a little pain."

"...Sigh." Yu Chu sighed.

When the girl covered the quilt and lay quietly, her brows were calm against the moonlight outside, but there was a subtle astringency in her heart.

If you really want to stab her, that's fine.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, that person randomly threw her into a kindergarten in a modern plane. When school was over, all the children were picked up by their parents, and only she sat quietly in the corner without saying a word.

The teacher asked, what about your parents?

She didn't know how to answer.

Although it was a long time ago, the feeling of grievance and anticipation at that time suddenly seemed to be exactly the same as the current mood.

At that time, she hoped that the beautiful young man would descend like a god, picked up her schoolbag casually, and said: Oh, I am her parent.

And now, she hopes that person can say I love you, even if the price is a stab.

...

She closed her eyes gently.

A barely audible sigh.

·

An Moer sat silently hugging his knees.

There was a pitch-black dagger beside him.

He remembered the ardent instructions of his sisters-they gave up the one they cherished the most before returning to this cursed dagger from the witch.

and his voice one night.

if only……

Kill Ryan.

He can turn back into a mermaid, return to the sea, and live out his long, hundreds of years of life.

Or, on the day a loved one gets married to someone else, it turns into foam floating on the sea.

Which one to choose? Don't even think about it.

He gently picked up the dagger and walked towards the man's room, with a very faint smile on his beautiful face.

He pushed open the door.

The girl on the bed seemed to be fast asleep, her eyelashes resting on her eyes, and her sleeping face was very quiet.

He stood for a while, then walked over slowly, sat down on the chair next to him, and propped his chin up.

Just looked at her quietly like that, watching her frown, turn over, and fall asleep again until the early morning.

The light is about to break through the night.

He sighed slightly, finally stood up, walked slowly to the girl, and felt the pain of the white feet touching the cold ground.

As if pierced by a knife.

- Just kill her.

All suffering will end.