The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Ji Li was turning his back to him, motionless.

But Rong Yu knew that this little tentacle should belong to Ji Li, but he didn't know why, but he slipped into his blanket.

Rong Yu couldn't help poking the tentacle.

The texture is similar to that of mucos, but the texture is different. The color is brighter blue. It is not as soft as mucos and can be kneaded into various shapes at will. On the contrary, it is tough and flexible.

This is the mental body that he has only come into contact with when he takes an exam and duel with Ji Li, they are always fierce and cruel at that time.

But now it shrank into a small one, gentle and cute, as polite as the owner himself.

He was embarrassed to bully Ji Li's tentacles directly, but touched it carefully.

The little tentacles swayed happily and patted his palms comfortingly.

Rong Yu stretched out his hand and caught the end of the little tentacles, as if he had caught the tip of a smooth and transparent tail.

The little tentacles happily twisted and rubbed in his hands, soft and obedient, even a bit like gooey sugar.

"Ji Li, is this your mental body?" Rong Yu was a little curious, "Out of control again? How come you treason?"

Ji Li opened his mouth, the roots of his ears were slightly red, and his mouth was hard: "...I occasionally run around."

When he met Rong Yu, he became a liar.

Rong Yu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't see it with Ji Li, and he grabbed the little tentacles and rubbed it around.

Ji Li's ears were already red.

The feelings of the mental body and the subject are the same. If the mental body is hurt, he will also feel pain.

The mental body was touched, he...

Feel it all.

"Good." Rong Yu praised the little tentacle in a low voice.

Ji Li couldn't tell exactly who he was talking about. He could only stare at the wall in a daze, trying to conceal his inner anxiety.

Rong Yuhaosheng kneaded the little tentacles for a while, and finally felt comfortable. The little tentacles had been kneaded soft and hot, dazed not knowing the southeast, northwest, and touching Rong Yu's hand affectionately.

"Little traitor, why don't you go with me?" Rong Yu, in front of his master, was about to abduct his little tentacles and lowered his voice to coax it, "Follow me back, and I will find you another brother."

Ji Li's face became hot now, and he was obviously kind to comfort him, who knew that this guy was so unscrupulous.

Ji Li secretly tried to withdraw the little tentacles.

Rong Yu was caught with a smirk and hugged him directly.

Get into his bed and want to run?

It's the life of accompany sleeping.

The little tentacles flopped twice and was held in his arms by Rong Yu, not even struggling so vigorously. Like being drunk, the color became transparent.

"Ji Li, will your tentacles still fade?" Rong Yu was taken aback when he saw it change color. "Why?"

"...Maybe silly." Ji Li muttered.

Rong Yu had a cute little bed warmer, and his mood suddenly became bright again. After a while, he couldn't help but chat: "By the way, Ji Li, did you have hallucinations when you came over?"

I saw it, although only for a moment.

"What did you see?" Rong Yu was a little curious.

...

"Jili, Jili?" Rong Yu shouted again, "Are you asleep?"

Ji Li turned his back to him, her elegant shoulder blades and white back neck, gently rising and falling with the sound of breathing.

Rong Yu pulled the blanket up for him, yawned lazily, hugged the little tentacles, and finally closed his eyes.

Ji Li silently grasped the blanket tightly, a magnificent crimson steaming from the end of his eyes.

The illusion... is a secret.

There was no dream for a night. When I woke up, the sky above my head turned into a beautiful pink haze, with wisps of purple clouds floating in the air like a ribbon.

Ji Li was sitting on the shoulders of the mecha just like him before, looking aimlessly into the distance.

Against this soft pink, the original arrogance has also turned into gentleness.

Rong Yu laughed unconsciously, rolled over in a chair lazily, and when he raised his head, he looked down at last Ji Li's eyes.

"Where did you hide my little tentacles?" Rong Yu couldn't find the cutie who slept with him last night, and looked at his master with a smile.

Ji Li ignored him.

Rong Yu saw that a mini-cutie came out of Ji Li's coat pocket and waved his hand "snappedly" at him.

Rong Yu looked greedy and stretched out his hand to catch, the little tentacles quickly retracted into Ji Li's pocket and disappeared without a trace.

Rong Yu narrowed his mouth: "Ji Li..."

A smile flashed in Ji Li's eyes.

Rong Yu jumped on the shoulders of the mecha and sat with Ji Liyi on the left and right, passing a bottle of water by the way.

Purple clouds rolled past, and the spar in the canyon, like pomegranate seeds that had been broken apart, also showed a glowing powder.

"Do you have a fight?" Rong Yu asked with a smile, "If you win, rub me your tentacles."

Ji Li took the water and unscrewed the bottle cap himself: "...boring."

After that, he leaned back slightly and escaped the fist wind from Rong Yu.

The broken black hair and splashes of water were swept away by the fist wind.

Ji Li turned over and fell to the ground with a light, dark shadow behind him swaggered on the red mud. The eyes flowed, the blue eyes were not angry, but more gentle than the rosy sky.

Ji Li's fighting itself is only excellent, but because of the spiritual strength of the race, few people are willing to fight close to Ji Li, and then the knights who are bare-handed, against such shameless tentacles, also have to catch the blind.

Except Rong Yu.

Rong Yu realized Ji Li's insidiousness only after the stormy tactics.

This guy--

Ji Li forced him into the environment where the spar stood, and looked around, the spar everywhere refracted light, it was a mirror maze, where there was Ji Li's shadow.

This complex and confusing place has always been the home of Ji Li.

Occasionally a tentacle struck, and it was enough for him to cope.

Rong Yu could almost imagine that Ji Liruo had a seemingly nonchalant smile.

...Why is there such a cunning princess?

Rong Yu's toes dodged in the air a little bit, and he was almost **** firmly by the attacking tentacles.

Very clingy.

If you can't escape, you can't get rid of it. If you are not careful, you will be calculated to be solid and to lose willingly.

"Give up?" Ji Li's voice came. "Second place."

It is this kind of accent that is under control, which is the most annoying.

"I don't recognize it," Rong Yu snorted lightly, but the golden color in his eyes was more vibrant, "Ji Li, you wait for—"

After speaking, he leaped up, tore off the school badge, filled with mental energy, and stretched out a long sword.

It is still warm and powerful mental power, but on this sword, it presents a chaotic violence.

Immediately afterwards, his whole person fell like a falling meteor with the sword.

"Boom——" A sound.

The crimson land trembled, and the towering spar shattered and fell. There were countless broken spars in the air, and a corner of the shirt rose with the dust.

In the golden eyes, the shattered world was reflected, which was more brilliant than all spars.

The sword on his mech is exactly the same as his.

This is the standard weapon of the Star Academy, but only he can use such amazing power.

Ji Li watched all this quietly.

At the moment when countless spars shattered, the shadow that had been lurking on the ground suddenly became an entity, wrapping around the thin and flexible body of the young man.

One of them was strong and fierce, the fastest, and it was about to wrap around his ankle.

Caught off guard.

Rong Yu rushed and hugged him.

"Caught it." The Lifa boy squinted his eyes, like a big cat caught a furball, rubbed his face fiercely, his golden eyes were bright and soft, and the corners of his mouth rose. "Ji Li , Your traitor is mine."

The other tentacles also froze in the air, and Ji Li blushed.

The tentacles had shrunk, from the big one to the small one, drunk in Rong Yu's arms as if drunk, and couldn't call it back.

... too embarrassing.

Ji Li simply didn't want to admit that this was his incarnation.

But he didn't want to leave.

The author has something to say: Mucosine looks different from the little tentacles.

The sticky candy is usually round and soft. It can be squeezed into various shapes, and it can also be put into a cup and stretch out its tiny little tentacles.

The small tentacles themselves are like tentacles, and cannot be squeezed into other shapes.

Gooey sugar will melt away if you are shy.

The little tentacles will become transparent if they are shy.

In fact, they are all Ji Li's mental body, if the mucosine is taken back, it will become like a small tentacle.

Rong Yu didn’t even think about it, the spirit body could still run away from home

——After all, Ji Li hadn't even thought about it.