The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Ten p.m.

Ji Li is reading Rong Yu's personal homepage using an anonymous account.

Rong Yu's homepage has a lot of status. Like him, it is full of mechas and various fighting competitions. He is quite frank as a steel macho, but recently started to forward some pet videos and breeding methods inexplicably.

The comments below seem to be students of our school.

[You have changed, I want to expel you on behalf of the Star School Macho Association]

[You shark me seven times today! Seven times! Are you still a person you! 】

[Send you a video of Rua's pet, can I be a rival tomorrow? 】

Rong Yu also replied to the last person: [What pet do you keep? 】

[Poker star fluffy ball, white fluffy bouncing, very good-tempered, and will actively rub his hands, come to py trade boss? 】

Rong Yu answered [OK].

No news after that.

Mostly the deal went.

Ji Li thought for a moment, then searched for the Polk star fur ball, which is a small thing like fur ball, staring at both eyes and blinking, dumb and stupid, only jumping and walking.

Among them, white is the most precious, because it is too rare and the price is still very high.

... Rong Yu likes this kind of thing?

Ji Li frowned in disgust.

After hesitating for two seconds at the place of order, I remembered that the school would not allow pets.

——And why should he buy the pet that Rong Yu likes?

Ji Li couldn't find a reasonable reason, so he could only close the webpage, and after a while, couldn't help but open it again.

"Ding--"

The doorbell of the dormitory rang.

Ji Li quickly closed the webpage once again, sat down at the table, and opened the door casually.

Rong Yu had just taken a shower, his chestnut-colored hair was still saturated with water vapor, and he was wearing a large cartoon graffiti T-shirt, the same loose and comfortable sports shorts, and a pair of slippers.

Compared with dressing up in uniform, he looks much younger: "Sorry, I'm late."

Just coming out of the fighting arena, he was sweating and his hair was tying. He was really embarrassed to come directly to Ji Li.

"It's okay." Ji Li closed his eyes and retracted his gaze, pointing to the chair beside him, "Sit down."

Ji Li clicked on his brain and discussed the subject with him if nothing happened.

Rong Yu's eyes kept rolling in the corners of his room.

Ji Li's dormitory is very ordinary, clean and elegant, completely different from Rong Yu's imagination.

He always felt that Ji Li should live in a room with a mahogany bed and satin curtains, a few huge oil paintings on the wall, and a velvet, thick and soft throne.

Approximately in his imagination, only such a house is suitable for this proud little boy.

Or, the castle he bought for gooey sugar, also...

"You are distracted." Ji Li's voice was cold and cold, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

Rong Yu came back to his senses: "No."

Rong Yu quickly turned on his light brain to show that he was very serious: "I sorted it out this afternoon. There are probably at least five places to go. It may be a bit in a hurry, and the amount of homework will be a bit large..."

To be honest, his interest in the subject of interstellar history is mediocre, and it's entirely a matter of business.

Unexpectedly, Ji Li clicked on his light brain, succinctly: "Go here."

Rong Yu was stunned: "...what about the rest?"

"I have done the rest," Ji Li said flatly, "I can finish the content tomorrow."

Rong Yu was shocked: "Are you ready?"

"I have done related topics before," Ji Li said in a flat tone, "it's not difficult."

Rong Yu spent 30 seconds to finish reading the detailed and informative assignment.

After three seconds of silence, he grabbed his light brain.

"Wait for me, I will break up with Yang Xizhou."

Ji Li glanced at him: "Isn't he your partner?"

"From today, you will be my partner." Rong Yu replied solemnly.

No wonder Ji Li is so popular, this kind of top-level learner's thighs really don't hold white.

Knowing that he was talking nonsense, Ji Liming couldn't help but cocked the corner of his mouth, and quickly corrected his expression.

But even if there was only a flash of expression, it was still caught.

Rong Yu couldn't help but leaned closer, and took a closer look at his eyes: "Did you smile just now?"

Ji Li opened up a little distance: "No."

"I think you laughed," Rong Yu got closer, squinting at him suspiciously, "...but you won't admit it."

Ji Li didn't understand why he had to discuss such a boring question. He only knew that he could already see Rong Yu's beautiful collarbone and lips.

"I seem to treat you very much recently..." Rong Yu found it difficult to describe how he felt, and finally found a similar adjective, "familiar."

Ji Li tensed his nerves: "What do you mean?"

"For example," Rong Yu poked his eyebrows suddenly, "I think you are a little nervous now."

The warm fingertips fell on the skin, and the corners of Ji Li's mouth were tighter than his eyebrows.

"Ji Li, although the school rumors are a bit scary, I won't eat you." Rong Yu laughed.

Ji Li saw that his shadow on the ground had turned into the shape of several huge tentacles.

It's like a rippling flower.

But they want to eat him.

It was a terrible idea to let Rong Yu come to his room.

Ji Li did not admit that he had any intentions, and even attributed everything to his out-of-control mental power.

Rong Yu laughed, and took out something from his pocket, drew a smooth parabola in mid-air, and landed on Ji Li's palm.

Ji Li spread it out.

It is a badge.

The engraved starry sky pattern is the first badge.

Shining silver is obviously newly awarded to Rong Yu.

Rong Yu stood up and smiled at him: "The school gave me this morning, I think it should be yours."

Jili Mecha was accidentally disconnected from the assessment, and it was counted as missing one, and he did not fall into the ordinary class. It all relied on his amazing tactical assessment results and nearly full scores in each.

Rong Yu watched his name float on the top of the auditorium's light screen, tasting the product by himself, did not taste joy, but felt a little guilty of impostor.

Ji Li raised his eyes to look at him, and the shadow under his feet danced more cheerfully: "What do you mean?"

"The meaning of victory without war," Rong Yu said with a smile, "When you return to normal, I will take it back from your hand in an open and honest manner."

Ji Li tightened her lips.

Who asked him about this.

"This is your badge," he opened his mouth and threw the badge back to him somewhat coldly. "I don't want to be misunderstood."

"What's the misunderstanding?" Rong Yu was stunned, and finally remembered the Oolong that started school.

Isn't it?

According to his current reputation, even if Ji Li received the badge, there was no way to wear it.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to telling the world that they are in love.

The misunderstanding is gone.

Rong Yu didn't expect that he didn't have such a long memory, so he could only rub his hair: "That's fine."

He thought about it, and then put the badge back in his pocket.

"...Wait." Ji Li spoke again, his tone getting colder this time, "I can keep it first."

His fingertips moved, and his cheeks became a little hot unconsciously. He didn't know whether he was persuading him or himself. He said unreasonably, "I should have been the first."

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Ji Li's eyes flickered for the first time, staggering him.

Those shadows silently extended to Rong Yu's feet in the dark, touching the young boy's shadow affectionately, with a faint tendency to materialize and wrap around his ankles.

Rong Yu didn't notice anything, even a little provocative, smiled and pressed the badge into the palm of his hand: "Don't speak too much, Ji Li."

Sure enough, even if it was a little cute, he was still that arrogant little master.

Ji Li's fingertips subconsciously gathered, but he grabbed a gap, and unconsciously tightened his lips: "...the topic has been discussed."

"You go back."

Okay, Master rushed.

Rong Yu smiled, and when he lowered his head again to pack things, his feet were clean, only his own shadow.

Ji Li watched Rong Yu walk out of his room until he stepped out at the last step and the door was closed.

He just sat back in the chair, clutching his familiar badge, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

The dry and warm touch of the person still remained on the fingertips.

...Just because he is the first.

He said to himself.

The author has something to say: Princess Diaries: I met my hands.