Cruzando Mundos: Quero Algo Doce

Night fell, and the sky was studded with stars like plump pearls, brilliant and dazzling—tonight, they seemed especially beautiful.

On a dimly lit path winding through a residential complex, a girl in a white shirt dress walked slowly, her steps languid and unhurried.

Mu Qianyao sighed, “Another day gone by. How dull.”

Her voice was soft and sweet, so charming that it seemed to melt half your body just to hear it. Lifting her head, her brows arched like emerald feathers, her skin as fair as snow, her waist slender as a willow, her teeth as white as shells—she was truly a beauty beyond compare.

The System Dumpling spoke up, “Bored, aren’t you?”

Mu Qianyao asked, “Who’s there? Come out and stop playing tricks.”

Startled by the sudden voice, she quickly regained her composure.

The System Dumpling replied, “Don’t be scared, Miss! I’m a good guy... well, no, I’m a good system.”

Mu Qianyao pressed, “System? What kind of system?”

The System Dumpling teased, “I can’t tell you that just yet~”

The System Dumpling continued, “Miss, don’t you find your life rather dull?”

Mu Qianyao retorted, “So what?”

The System Dumpling coaxed, “Well... do you want things to get interesting?”

Mu Qianyao echoed, “Interesting?”

The System Dumpling encouraged, “Exactly, exactly! Just agree!”

Mu Qianyao scoffed, “And why should I? What do you want from me?”

The System Dumpling insisted, “I told you—once you agree, I’ll reveal everything.”

Without another word, the girl strode forward, not noticing the