The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Ji Li was so satisfied for the first time in her life--

Rong Yu woke up in his arms.

Even when he woke up, Rong Yu was still in his arms, grunting vaguely, his nose fluttering, his lips slightly open, and when he was kissed, he would call his name hoarsely.

He swallowed Rong Yu's mental power almost all at once, and couldn't wait to infuse his mental power.

He liked Rong Yu's reaction.

When being plundered, he will clinch his clothes in confusion, the emptiness caused by lack of mental power will instinctively yearn for him, the remaining mental power is pitiful, and the thread is sticking to hold him, but he is even the last point. Swallowed cleanly.

When it can be injected, it will cry unbearably, and even twitch unconsciously, and finally become loose and soft as if it is completely conquered.

In the end, Rong Yu opened his golden eyes blankly, his face was wet with tears, and he was kissed again.

Tears are salty on the tip of the tongue, but they are really sweet in my mind.

After that, he would touch Rong Yu anywhere.

Rong Yu would only wet his golden eyes and bit him lightly in irritation, but he couldn't even leave a tooth mark softly.

Ji Li's mental power is the same as his own, under the cold and arrogant, there is viciousness hidden, even with twists of twists, awkwardness, and greed.

Can be exchanged back.

But it is warm and luscious healing power, willing to gently smooth out every inch of his difficult folds, the warm light that keeps rolling in his mind.

There will be no sweeter feed.

He made his eyes become soft and gentle.

He lay obediently on Rong Yu's smooth-lined back and gently pecked at the kiss.

The hand brushed every inch of the opponent gently.

Rong Yu woke up in a daze.

"Princess," Rong Yu's ears were red, his eyes still misty, "...morning."

Rong Yu behaved very well-behaved, sighed lowly in his arms, the broken chestnut hair was soft and fluffy, and instinctively approached his arms, the small animal stuck to his lips, sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick him Lips.

Ji Li blushed silently.

In fact, it wasn't just that morning, Rong Yu was extremely docile all day long, staying quietly beside Ji Li.

Although he is not so comfortable.

His dizziness was dizzy, accompanied by tingling pains, and his uncontrollable drowsiness. Only by staying with Ji Li could he be slightly relieved.

After getting on the mecha, the situation got worse. As if all his strength had been drained, after a practice match, the back of Rong Yu's shirt was soaked, and the skin color was faintly revealed, and his hair was wet and embarrassed like a falling animal.

It's just that he didn't say it.

After the mecha, he rubbed against Ji Li's side and rested dizzyly on his shoulder.

Ji Li asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Rong Yu shook his head.

Ji Li touched his forehead, and it seemed that there was no abnormality, so he slightly cocked the corners of his mouth, turned his head and whispered: "...how clingy."

Rong Yu snorted in response.

Only in the afternoon did he fully realize that something was wrong with Rong Yu-he fell asleep directly in the simulation cabin.

Halfway through the practice match, Ji Li couldn't even find anyone. He forcibly opened the door and saw that Rong Yu slept in a daze, unable to wake up no matter what.

The season performance was the first to react. He grabbed Ji Li out and looked cautious: "You...have your mental powers blended?"

Ji Li also realized that something was not right, and nodded.

Ji Yan frowned and asked, "How long?"

Ji Li didn't want to answer, but thinking of Rong Yu's uncomfortable appearance, he turned red and turned his head slightly: "...four hours."

The season show was dumbfounded and dumbfounded: "Four hours?! Did you drain him out?"

Ji Li lowered his head, afraid to speak.

"Have you never read the guide beforehand? Have you not consulted? Who borrowed your courage?!" Ji Yan was startled.

For the first time, Ji Li made such a mistake in front of the season show and said cautiously: "Last night...no time."

Regarding the real situation, he checked a lot of information, but it was useless.

I didn't know much about spiritual power blending, but it happened again.

He didn't want to make progress so quickly, but when things came to an end, he had the urge to follow the rumors he had heard.

Who knew that Rong Yu was so uncomfortable today.

The season's head is as big as a fight.

He didn't expect that these two elementary school chickens would progress so quickly, and the spiritual fusion is too rare. Usually, they want to try to mingling after marriage before going for related consultations-who knows these two fools, first on impulse combined.

This is not a big fuss for him. In fusion, the passive side is quite dangerous.

Once you take the initiative to open up your mental power to invite the other party to invade, it will be difficult to resist. There have also been many vicious incidents of being confused for a while, being tricked into fusion, but completely played by the other party.

This is the knowledge that the basic education classroom will teach.

It happened that the fool Rongyu was struggling in the arena when it was time to receive basic education.

And Ji Li...

Ji Yan pressed his temple: "What the **** were you doing in basic education?"

Ji Li turned his head and said, "At home."

He also missed the opportunity to unify basic education for special reasons.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a match with Rong Yu.

"You--what are you going to do?" Ji Yan almost couldn't maintain the skin of his noble son, but saw Ji Li turned his head and left.

Ji Li's eyes were anxious and fierce: "I'll call for first aid."

"It doesn't need to be..." The season performance felt a little funny for a moment.

He was sent to first aid because of impulse before marriage, his stupid brother, at this time he could not think of being ashamed.

"Find a psychiatrist to deal with this situation, the medical office will not solve this situation." He sighed helplessly.

When Rong Yu woke up, he felt that he had never been awake, and even his memory of having been in a mecha was vague. Most of his perceptions still stayed at the time when Ji Li held down and asked for it the night before.

In the blur, it seemed that someone covered him with a soft quilt, injected medicine, and massaged his scalp and shoulders awkwardly, trying to relieve his dizziness and tingling symptoms.

This hand is very comfortable, like a soft wind, gently stroked between his hair, and then swept away silently.

In a trance, he was in the wind, the wind was under the moon, and the moon gently wrapped him, drifting in the quiet waves, buried in the soft sand.

Rong Yu sighed slightly, unable to think of who was by his side in a daze, and finally muttered: "Slimy sugar..."

The hand paused, and squeezed his face fiercely.

But the movement is softer.

He didn't know how long he had been floating around. When he opened his eyes, he was lying on a dark blue, silver and gray bed. The window was pitch black with only faint stars.

Ji Li stopped massaging his hands, raised the pillow for him again, and asked him, "Is it better?"

In fact, he was still a little dizzy, but subconsciously said: "It's alright."

Ji Li handed him a nutrient solution and his eyelashes trembled: "The psychiatrist said that you are over-consuming and need to rest... Fortunately, there is no sequelae."

His voice was very low, and his eyes flickered guiltily, not dare to look at him much.

Rong Yu had actually guessed the reason, just squinted and smiled, "I'm fine."

Ji Li opened his mouth.

Closed again unhappy.

He opened his mouth again, and said awkwardly: "Why don't you say it when you are uncomfortable?"

"I said it last night," Rong Yu leaned over and smiled badly "I said I don't want it anymore, I'm going to die, and I'm so comfortable..."

The more he said, Ji Li blushed and lowered his head. In the end he almost buried himself in the bedding, finally saying: "I'm sorry."

Rong Yu laughed, and pulled the tie of the young master casually, and pulled him closer: "I really thought I was going to die last night."

Ji Li looked ashamed.

But he listened to him slowly, smiling and whispering in his ear: "...It's so cool."

Ji Li turned red and gave him an annoyed look: This person is talking nonsense again.

Rong Yu smiled and tore off Ji Li's tie, tied a bow to play, and smiled casually: "I'm sorry, I didn't reject you, did I..."

"The responsibility is half of the two of us."

Ji Li stopped talking.

He lowered his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, obviously still blaming him for his appearance, but secretly continued to massage his scalp with his little tentacles.

The gentle touch came once again, and Rong Yu sighed lowly, and asked unconsciously, "You have been taking care of me?"

Ji Li said: "The psychiatrist has made me closer to you."

As if he really stayed because of a doctor's order

Although Rong Yu's mental power was eaten by him.

He is by his side, and he can indeed achieve some comfort.

but……

Rong Yu was silent for a while, then whispered: "...Jili."

"You look like gooey sugar."

What is this strange analogy?

Ji Li looked at him faintly with blue eyes, obviously with a hint of dissatisfaction--is he like that naive mental body?

Rong Yu gently kissed his cheek.

He narrowed his smile and muttered as if to himself: "It's just... that's great."

Be gentle to him awkwardly.

I did a lot for him secretly, and pretended that nothing happened.

He originally wanted to steal a little bit of sweetness back.

But unconsciously, he was buried in the candy pile, even if it hurt a little bit, he wanted to stop crawling out again.

Those who are waiting for him will be with him.

...It seems that it finally has.

Ji Li's face was sullen, but his eyes floated back and forth, thinking freely what Rong Yu meant.

Does it mean that he is as important as mucilage in his heart-shouldn't it be himself that is more important!

Although the gooey sugar is also correct...

Rong Yu pulled his sleeves.

Rong Yu didn't look at him, but said gently and cautiously: "...milk."

"I want to drink hot."

Ji Li gave a "um" cry.

Get up to heat the milk.

Rong Yu was buried in the quilt secretly, and squinted for a while and smirked.

He didn't even know what he was jumping for, he only knew a warm force, sprouted from the bottom of his heart with teeth and claws, stretched out the small branches and leaves, driving him to make a little attempt.

So he drank the hot milk brought by Ji Li, and pulled Ji Li: "Princess, I am uncomfortable... I have to hug Xiao Jiu to get better."

Ji Li had a dark face.

Tucked Xiao Jiu into his arms.

——Why not just hug him? !