Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Kill the love brain.

The Lord God Space also felt that he was beyond help.

At this moment, it was howling pitifully while distressedly taking out various spiritual plants and seeds needed to make the scar removing cream.

As it was digging, it suddenly realized that it had no heart, so how could it feel sad? It suddenly felt even more miserable and cried even louder.

Half a month ago, Sang Wanwan moved into the new villa with her villain husband and son, with joy on their faces.

In just a dozen days, the villa has been transformed inside and out. The Chinese-style villa with a small bridge and flowing water still has the flowing water, but the small bridge has been demolished.

The several rockery buildings built at great expense by the first owner of the villa were sold by Sang Wanwan at a 20% discount yesterday. The land has been divided into several equal plots.

As for the ghosts in the villa...

Sang Wanwan lay on the rocking chair and stretched out her hand.

Qin Wen, the female ghost standing beside her massaging her shoulders, saw this and immediately handed her a glass of juice.

The other two male ghosts were carrying hoes and clearing the land under the scorching sun.

The Lord God Space looked at the necks of the three ghosts, where they were wearing shopping mall item necklaces, which were rare high-level items.

Its howling was heart-wrenching and extremely miserable.

Sang Wanwan's head hurt from the noise and she sighed, "Little God, be more mature and stop being so stingy. There are so many items in your mall that you can't use them all."

The main god space's mind, which had been dizzy for the past two days, suddenly became clear.

[“Last night when you asked me to get the spiritual plants and seeds, you also told me that I was cute and silly and that I was a pain in the ass. Now you want me to be more mature!”]

Sang Wanwan took a sip of the juice. It was icy and refreshing. This was the life she should live.

The Lord God Space said angrily: [“Wanwan, are you CPUing me?”]

Sang Wanwan was surprised, "Xiaoshen, you even learned the Internet slang here, you are really smart."

Being praised, the Lord God Space felt somewhat complacent and proud.

It is the most powerful intelligent AI. The network here is as thin as paper to it. It only needs to poke it lightly... wait, it is clearly talking about Sang Wanwan CPU's business.

【“Wanwan, don’t change the subject!”】

Sang Wanwan drank juice and looked frivolous: "So what do you think we should do? Take back those spiritual plants and seeds, or take back the necklaces worn by these ghosts?"

The Lord God Space let out a "wow" and said miserably: ["I want you to be bound to me."]

Sang Wanwan: “That’s impossible.”

Once bound, she has to attract players, release new tasks, and expand new dungeons. After finally killing the main god and returning to the real world, she now just wants to lie down and enjoy life.

If there was no money in the account, and Chi Junyu had serious psychological problems caused by his fortune increasing from hundreds of billions to tens of millions, she would not have thought about how to make money.

The Lord God Space cried, and it was really crying. His crying made a mechanical sound of "click-click-click", which sounded very funny.

Sang Wanwan finished her juice and got up from the rocking chair, not forgetting to remind him, "Xiaoshen, how is the decoration of my online store going? Hurry up and finish it for me. Making money is the most important thing."

The main god space, who was about to cry, almost immediately replied: "It will be finished the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Just after finishing speaking, he returned to the main divine space of God: "..."

It shut itself off completely.

Sang Wanwan checked her watch and saw that the time was just right. She returned to the villa and walked into the small kitchen that was specially set aside for making medicine.

The aroma of medicine filled the entire space.

On the stove, a gurgling sound came from the casserole.

Sang Wanwan put on gloves and opened the lid of the pot. The water was almost dry, and there was a thin layer of green paste in the pot.

She turned off the fire, took out a glass bowl, and poured all the green paste in the pot into it.

Chi Junyu was in the study.

After moving to the new home, he locked himself in the study most of the time, sitting in front of the computer and playing the drums every day.

Sang Wanwan didn't know what he was doing, but seeing that he looked more and more haggard and his body was getting thinner day by day, she knew that he was not doing anything serious.

She knocked on the study door a few times and pushed it open.

Chi Junyu was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a shirt and trousers, with his hair neatly combed.

Even though he was now sitting in a wheelchair and looked extremely haggard, his clothes and appearance were still basically the same as before the car accident.

Sang Wanwan once wanted to persuade him not to dress like this, as this kind of attire would bring him unnecessary trouble since he was in a wheelchair.

But then I thought that this man has a strong sense of self-esteem, and perhaps dressing decently as before is his way of maintaining his pride.

Sang Wanwan held a glass bowl and walked up to Chi Junyu, and found that he was a little different today.

Specifically, three buttons of his shirt were undone, whereas before, those buttons were buttoned tightly, giving him an old-fashioned and conservative look.

Sang Wanwan brought a low stool, sat down in front of him, rolled up his trouser legs as she did in the past, and gave him a massage.

"Thank you for the scar removal cream you made for me. It works great."

Sang Wanwan raised her head and saw the exposed skin on his chest at a glance.

Quite white, she thought.

Chi Junyu's ears turned red, and he unbuttoned another button, pointing to a certain part of the skin and said, "There were originally two scars here, but after using the scar removal cream you made, they have faded to the point where they are almost invisible."

After that, all the scars on his body would disappear, and he would once again have the clean and flawless body that she loved.

Sang Wanwan was happy to see him, and thought that he really cared about the scars on his body, so it was a good decision to give him this scar removal cream.

She reached out and casually touched his chest, praising him: "Yes, the scar is almost gone."

Chi Junyu was stunned and his pale face turned red in an instant.

They had been together for so long, and this was the first time she touched his chest, except when they were doing that kind of thing in bed.

The Lord God looked at his worthless and stupid appearance and was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He thought angrily that once his strength recovered to its peak, he would definitely kill all the love brains in the world.

Sang Wanwan massaged his legs for half an hour, then picked up the glass bowl beside her and said, "I made a new plaster for you today."

She, she made something for him again? Chi Junyu's heart was beating wildly, but his face was very calm, and he said "hmm".

He took a glance and saw that it was a green plaster that gave off a very peculiar medicinal fragrance.

Is this a new scar removal cream?

Sang Wanwan said gently, "It's a plaster for your legs."

Chi Junyu was stunned for a moment, and the blush on his face quickly faded away.

His legs had been sentenced to death by the top experts, and there was no possibility of recovery in this lifetime. In this case, she suddenly made a plaster for him, which must be just an excuse.

She was a kind person. She did not break up with him immediately because he was a cripple, but chose a roundabout way.

For example, she would first apply a plaster to him, and then after a while she would say that despite her best efforts his leg could not recover, and then she would directly file for divorce.

Chi Junyu's face turned pale as paper, and he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.

She really didn't want him anymore.

The Lord God was in a good mood and laughed out loud: [“That’s right, no one in this world can cure your legs except me. She is ready to abandon you. Wake up, rise up, love brain!”]