A spoiled brat at max level transmigrates into the male lead's vicious ex-girlfriend.

Meng Mian looked like she was thinking hard, "Are there times when your divine powers are exhausted?"

"Yes," Ji Silin lied, "when I descended to the mortal realm, my magic was exhausted, and it will definitely take time to recover."

Meng Mian then smiled: "Okay, then take me to heaven again tomorrow morning."

Ji Silin breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this ancestor believed it.

Otherwise, who knows how long it would take to coax them.

"Then you go to sleep, I'm going out."

Ji Silin no longer expects a drunkard to take a bath; he'll surely take one himself once he sobers up tomorrow.

But just as he reached the door, he tried to turn off the light for Meng Mian.

But then he saw Meng Mian following behind him like a little tail.

He was taken aback. "Why are you following me?"

Meng Mian's face was very serious: "Since you just lied to me, even if you are a god, you don't have that much credibility with me anymore. I have to follow you so I can go to heaven tomorrow."

Ji Silin: "..."

That little head of mine.

Having no other choice, Ji Silin had no choice but to let Meng Mian follow him.

Ji Silin returned to her room and wanted to take a shower.

"Wait outside." Ji Silin wouldn't let Meng Mian follow him into the bathroom.

Meng Mian: "No, what if you run away? I have to watch over you."

If it weren't for the fact that she was a drunkard in front of him, he would have suspected that she had ulterior motives, especially since she was staring at him.

He's taking a shower, and she's watching him.

Ji Silin has a big head.

Seeing him pinching his brow, Meng Mian even kindly said, "Just wash your face, it's not like you'll lose a piece of flesh."

His tongue is still as smooth as ever.

Ji Silin pinched the bridge of her nose again.

Ji Silin tried to reason with her: "I'm a boy, and you're a girl."

Meng Mian: "It's okay, if I get a sty, it's not your fault."

Ji Silin: "…………"

Meng Mian looked completely innocent.

Ji Silin: "…………"

Little drunkard, little drunkard.

"Never mind." Ji Silin turned and walked out. She wasn't going to take a shower.

He'll wash tomorrow too.

Meng Mian quickly followed.

He looked like he was in a great mood, as if he was about to fly to the moon.

Seeing her like this, Ji Silin felt even more overwhelmed.

Ji Silin went to Meng Mian's room again.

Ji Silin stood beside Meng Mian's bed. "Go upstairs and go to sleep."

Meng Mian shook her head violently: "No, I have to stay with you and keep an eye on you."

"I won't run away, I'll stay here, you go to sleep."

"I dare not close my eyes," Meng Mian insisted.

But the next second she said, "If you let me hold you, I'll dare to close my eyes and go to sleep."

"Fine, go ahead and pull it." Ji Silin said helplessly.

To get our ancestors to sleep quickly, this is the only way for now.

I hope she remembers tomorrow.

This is so embarrassing.

"Mmm!" Meng Mian nodded and then tightly grasped Ji Silin's hand.

Ji Silin was slightly taken aback as the small hand grasped the large hand.

Why are Meng Mian's hands so soft?

It's small, thankfully.

"Then I'm going to sleep!" Meng Mian said as she pulled Ji Silin's hand and climbed into bed.

To allow Meng Mian to lie down and sleep more comfortably, Ji Silin had no choice but to sit on the floor by the bedside.

With a carpet and considering the current month, I'm not worried about getting sick from sitting on the floor all night.

Meng Mian didn't close her eyes immediately, but instead said to Ji Silin, "You must take me to heaven tomorrow morning!"

What other options were there? Ji Silin could only obediently reply with an "Mm."

Meng Mian then closed her eyes.

Her soft little hands still held tightly to Ji Silin's hand.

Only after confirming that Meng Mianzhen was asleep did Ji Silin dare to gently struggle.

But if the grip is too tight, the only way to break free is with great force.

But Dali will definitely wake Meng Mian up.

I finally managed to coax this little devil to sleep, he can't wake up again.

You can only sober up when you're truly sober.

Ji Silin gave up and never tried to break free again.

But he never slept sitting up like that.

I couldn't fall asleep at all.

His cold gaze unconsciously fell on Meng Mian's face, who was already asleep and sleeping very soundly.

Her face was fair and tender.

It seems soft and fluffy.

Ji Silin suddenly felt a tickle in his fingers and wanted to pinch them.

Let's see if it's really that soft.

As if by some strange twist of fate, the hand that wasn't caught actually reached out.

But knowing her skin was too delicate, he didn't dare to pinch it, afraid of leaving a mark.

He won't be able to explain it to her if she asks him about it tomorrow.

Ji Silin gently stroked Meng Mian's face with the pad of his thumb.

It is indeed soft and fluffy.

It was even softer than her hands.

My fingertips could clearly feel just how delicate her skin was.

It's incredibly slippery.

It looks like a peeled egg.

I really dared not use any force.

She's so soft when I hug her.

Suddenly, Ji Silin realized what he was thinking and immediately withdrew his hand.

His cold gaze also shifted away.

Why should he care whether she's soft or not?

Then he picked up the remote control for the lamp on the bedside table and turned it off.

……

The next day, Meng Mian woke up naturally again.

She slept so well that when she opened her eyes, she felt a wonderful urge to stretch.

But then his hand was blocked, as if he had grabbed something.

The object seemed to still have bones, and it was warm.

Meng Mian immediately looked at what she had grabbed.

She then realized that Ji Silin was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her with cold eyes devoid of any emotion, and that she was holding his hand.

Meng Mian's brain went blank for two seconds.

Why is Ji Silin in her room?

He's still sitting by her bedside, watching her like this?

And why is she still holding Ji Silin's hand?

No, she shouldn't be in the room.

Isn't she at a karaoke bar?

She was clearly singing and drinking at the karaoke bar...

Yes! Cocktails!

Meng Mian then remembered this matter.

After finishing the glass, she felt dizzy and then collapsed on the sofa.

then……

Meng Mian didn't want to remember.

But her memories, like fragments, came back to her little by little.

Then, Meng Mian felt awkward.

Then, Mengmian cracked open.

After getting drunk, she completely forgot about Ji Silin, and even more so, she forgot that she had saved Ji Silin's contact as "God of Wealth".

They truly regarded Ji Silin as a celestial god of wealth, a true deity who had just descended to earth.

That's not all; she kept asking people to take her to heaven.

She even wanted to watch Ji Silin take a bath.

What else did she say?

He said he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.

He said that even if she got a sty, he wouldn't blame her.

Good heavens, what did she just say?!

Meng Mian wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Finally, having no other choice and fearing she would cause more trouble, Ji Silin had no choice but to let her hold one of his hands and try to get her to fall asleep quickly.

She insisted on holding his hand, hoping he would take her to heaven this morning.

Let her die.

So embarrassing.

The original owner's body didn't actually go on a drunken rampage, but this was even more embarrassing than a drunken rampage.

My toes are so sore they look like they could dig a castle out of them.

Meng Mian unconsciously buried her face in the pillow.

She doesn't want to wake up.

She did not wake up.

But then Ji Silin spoke up: "You remember everything now?"

Seeing her so embarrassed and unsure of what to do, Ji Silin suddenly felt very happy for some reason.

Even so, he still showed no expression on his face.