A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The robot puppy named Mama is so cute, Shu Ange squatted down and picked it up: "Little cute, Mama named you Beibei, okay?"

The seductive fragrance wafted in the air, and Beibei called out twice, "I like this new name, Mama, please accept the gift."

Hearing a "click", Bei Bei spit out a small delicate velvet box from his mouth.

Shu Ange took the box, the melodious rhythm of the wedding march sounded, and Bei Bei arched her hand with her nose: "Quickly open the present, dear Mama."

She opened the box, and a gleaming diamond ring with a unique shape appeared in view.

"Dear Mama, can you marry Dad? Beibei hopes to have double love."

"Darling, are you willing to marry me? In this life, I only love you alone, and I will always guard you by your side."

Jiang Haichao's and Beibei's voices overlapped. He raised his face and knelt down halfway, pulling out a delicate and moving red rose from behind like a magic trick.

Shu Ange took the ring out of the box and handed it back to Jiang Haichao: "Perhaps, you should put the ring on me yourself."

"The target character's favorability rating is +9, and the current favorability rating is 100. This mission has been successfully completed, let's spread the flowers!"

Jiang Haichao put the ring on Shu Ange gently, and among Beibei's tender singer, helped her stand up and kissed her on the lips.

Shu Ange leaned on the cabinet and leaned back halfway, his eyes reflecting the deep bright eyes of the river and the sea.

The entanglement of lips and teeth, the lingering kiss, when the two separated for a short time, pulled out the ambiguous silver thread.

"Ange, my love, my only belief."

Dihua, who recovered his memory, hugged Shu Ange tightly in his arms.

Like her, he is looking forward to their reunion.

Go back to the temple, have a simple conversation with Xiao Weiji, add the reward attribute and click, Shu Ange starts a new task again.

Race: Galactic Earthlings

Level: S-level time and space manager 72000/200000

Soul Power: 159

Willing power: 72000

Mental Power: 92

Intelligence: 92

Appearance: 88

Qualification: 89

Manipulable Skills: Wugong Cultivation Intermediate Time Backtracking (growing)

Special Item: Soul Fragment X43

When she entered the new environment, Shu Ange felt her eyelids were heavy, she subconsciously shook her body, and the book on her head fell to the ground with a snap.

Before Shu Ange came back to his senses, a stern rebuke suddenly came from the front.

"Fang Ange, what's wrong with you? Will you stand up?"

The severe reprimand made Shu Ange a little confused.

She looked up and saw a middle-aged woman standing on the podium, dressed in neither Western nor Western clothes.

Her eyes were hanged, her mouth was as thin as two pieces of paper, her nose was tall and large, and her huge nostrils were particularly conspicuous.

The middle-aged woman should be a teacher, her hair is meticulously combed, and her face is covered with red rouge, which looks a little strange.

Shu Ange looked to the left and right, and beside him stood a row of girls ranging from twelve or three to seventeen or eighteen years old.

Each of them had two **** braids, wearing light blue short white jackets and black skirts.

Shu Ange thought in a trance that he had come to the Republic of China, but the podium decoration in front of him was clearly modern.

"Dare to be in a daze, do you know what it means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao? Pick up the book and put it on your head, or you will be locked up alone at night."

The teacher was angry again, roaring like a curly lion.

All the girls had a book on their heads. Shu Ange was new to the scene, so confused, he picked up the book and put it on his head.

When the female lecturer saw her putting the book on her head, she nodded arrogantly: "Continue to listen to me now. The topic we are going to talk about today is marriage and love. Now the social atmosphere is not good, and girls are mingling with men at a young age. ."

Shu Ange frowned slightly, where is this course? It seems to be a good lesson for teenagers.

"You must know that our Chinese culture is extensive and profound. It is said that men and women have different seats at the age of seven, that is to say, you can't hang out with boys over the age of seven. In addition, you girls should understand that a woman's body is a treasure, more precious than gold. The meat should be fragrant and must not be seen by men. Men's ** is poisonous, if you have **** with men, you will get sick and ugly."

Not knowing how the other girls felt when they heard this, Shu Ange's face twitched, and the book on top of her head almost fell.

When the teacher does not let you speak, everyone must not speak. The female lecturer spreads her hands slightly and continues to speak with a cheerful expression.

"A woman can only have a relationship with her husband in her life. If she has a relationship with multiple men, she will shame her ancestors and go to **** after her death."

Shu Ange couldn't help laughing. Is this also a lecture?

The woman on the stage was talking nonsense, and she couldn't hear a word.

She glanced out of the corner of the eye, and found that the little girls standing on both sides were staring blankly, and she didn't know whether they were listening or not.

The lecturer spoke with spittle for a while, then raised his chin and asked the girl standing at the edge: "Song Rong, tell me, what should you do if your husband hits you in the future?"

Shu Ange thought to himself, of course he called back to let him know why the flowers were so red.

Holding the book, Song Rong blinked her eyes, and said as if she was reciting lines: "Men are the gods and women are the earth, and women have to listen to men. My husband beat me, I must have done something wrong. I have to reflect on myself. , do more housework and take good care of your husband, he won't hit me when he's happy."

The middle-aged woman on the stage nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, Song Rong has learned very well, this is the virtuous character a woman should have. Fang Ange. You have to learn from Song Rong, Song Rong was less disciplined than you before. Womanhood, now she's back on track."

Shu Ange looked at Song Rong and said that a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old girl was a womanizer, which always made her feel a little absurd.

She looked at her hand, and she was probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she didn't know what kind of immortal the original owner had offended and was sent to such a ghost place for class.

After questioning several key students, the female lecturer spread a lot of feudal dross based on her view of marriage and love, making Shu Ange want to cover her mouth with a rag.

"You women are living in heaven now, and you don't know how to cherish them yet. Back then, we had to take care of our husbands, and we had to do housework, and take care of our in-laws to raise children. Some women in today's society don't know how to do housework and order takeout every day. It's a shame for a woman!"

After finally making it to the end of get out of class, Shu Ange breathed a sigh of relief.

Before get out of class ended, the teacher also assigned homework, asking them to wash their parents’ feet when they came home on weekends, be sure to take pictures and send them over, wipe the floor at the same time, kneel on the ground to wipe, and practice their duties as wives in advance.