The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

In the mecha training room, Rong Yu became the most popular figure.

Their previous strategy of provoking the instructors was correct. Since the last time, the seniors who were busy with the license examination and the military department seemed to know that Rong Yu, a free and easy-to-use sparring training, existed. Finally, Rong Yu no longer needed to talk to the man-machine. With the model as a companion, he lived a happy life of vomiting in practice matches.

All of them were holding their junior brothers, and with the mentality of not prostituting, they came over triumphantly.

Turning around, he was beaten up by Rong Yu, and walked in doubt.

For the first time in Xingwang Middle School, a large number of seniors and sisters doubted their lives.

[Am I getting old? Is this the legendary back wave? 】

[Who can tell me, why is the current student so fierce? 】

The middle school department is extremely pleased, and there is a kind of happiness that brings disaster to the east.

[A trivial gift, disrespectful, given to the seniors to practice, don’t send it back]

[Finally sent the bully out, very happy, hard-working seniors, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. 】

[No one has disrupted the ecological balance, I can even play hard in practice games recently]

The two students spit out bitterness together, deepening the friendship between the predecessors and the predecessors, which is said to be a scourge in history.

Of course, it is inevitable that the peachy scandal between Rong Yu and Ji Li was passed on to the seniors, causing Ji Li to meet the caring eyes of the seniors wherever he went.

But it is not this thing that bothers Ji Li.

It's mucus.

Ji Li tossed and turned last night, unable to sleep overnight.

At first, I just thought about the appearance of Rong Yu when he kissed the gooey candy, and then I thought about the kiss that night, and then I thought about this guy's always unscrupulous and unscrupulous, and now he regards his mental body as an ordinary child. Pets don’t know what to do in private.

You know what Rong Yu looked like at the time. This guy got along with Goo Pitang day and night, kissed and hugged him, he didn't know how to be ashamed.

Ji Li was annoyed, but didn't know why.

More importantly, Rong Yu sticks to him with all his heart, and if he develops like this, no matter how reluctant he is, they will develop into a more intimate relationship sooner or later-when he thinks of this, Ji Liergen turns red.

Gooey candy is his own mental body. Sooner or later, he will be exposed. What will Rong Yu think of him? Even if the relationship is not determined, he just acquiesced to Rong Yu to treat his spiritual body unscrupulously. What kind of majesty will he have in front of Rong Yu in the future?

Thinking of this, he couldn't sleep anymore. After thinking about it, he still had to get his mental body back.

But how to get it back is another question. Direct fusion is definitely not possible, after all, he and Rong Yu are not in that relationship, just fusing Rong Yu's spiritual power in this way will make him cheaper.

He also couldn't do something that was secretly retrieved.

If he wants Rong Yu to ask, will Rong Yu give it?

Ji Li thought about it, and Rong Yu should have only been raising it for two or three months since the summer vacation.

Rong Yu liked herself, but for two years.

He only said that he wanted to raise it and was about to come over, so he gave Rong Yu a chance to get close to him. Rong Yu was afraid he was willing. In this way, there is no need for fusion, and when Rongyu discovers the truth in the future, he will not be underestimated.

Even the deadline was conceived, and he said that he wanted to support him until graduation. If Rong Yu did well after graduation, then... it wouldn't be a big deal to promise him.

Young Master Ji Li raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he thought about the question, and he was very thorough.

Rong Yu had just finished a few practice games at this time, sitting on the windowsill to blow the air.

He always seemed to like to sit in places that weren't seats, such as trees, tables, windows, and railings. He just refused to sit on chairs properly.

But the wind rolled up his clothes, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, kissed his slightly moist forehead, and made people feel that he was so free and unruly wherever he sat.

Ji Li coughed slightly.

He saw Ji Li, his eyes naturally melted with a smile, and he patted the vacant position by the window: "Sit down."

Ji Li sat down.

Rong Yu smiled and talked to him about the practice matches he played during the day, and he was full of joy. Every game ended with his victory. The golden eyes were still golden, and the arrogance and smile were mixed, which was brighter than the sunlight outside the window.

Ji Li was distracted.

"What's the matter?" Rong Yu's hand shook in front of his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Ji Li glanced at him and said in a low voice: "I want to ask you for something."

Rong Yu laughed. He suspected that Young Master was embarrassed to buy the cake by himself. He wanted to ask him for the cake, so he smiled and responded, "You said."

Ji Li was silent for a moment: "Can I keep that pet of yours?"

Rong Yu was stunned.

Ji Li pursed his lips: "I can buy it, or if you have any pets you want, I'll change it with you."

Rong Yu was taken aback for a moment and then laughed: "It's just a slime, not a rare breed. If you like it, I will ask Yang Xizhou to find one for you."

But you can't tell the profiteer that Ji Li wants, otherwise you must count the rich man Ji Li.

Ji Li's expression was a little nervous, her lips tightened, and the roots of her ears became slightly warm: "But I like your one. I only raise it until graduation, and I will pay it back to you after graduation."

Even he didn't know why these words made him feel ashamed.

Rong Yu grinned and said: "Don't, you see it's well-behaved, but it's actually clingy and squeamish. It's just a little poppy. If you're upset, you will squeeze people's hair. If you give it to you, you must be bald.

As soon as Ji Li heard this evaluation, he felt that he could no longer stay.

——What impression did he leave on Rong Yu!

"Even if you transfer it to me, you can come and rub it if you like it." Ji Li deliberately slowed down his voice and tempted Rong Yu, "just like a hairy ball."

As he said, Ji Li turned his head slightly, and whispered: "...My tentacles are also, you can rub them whenever you want."

This was already the biggest concession made by the young master, and he even sold out the little tentacles as Rong Yu played around.

It simply broke through the lower limit of his shame.

Rong Yu finally realized that Ji Li seemed to be serious.

As a campus bully, Rong Yu has offended countless people and has long been numb. But for Ji Li, he couldn't bear to disappoint the young master who grew up in this ivory tower.

But why is he even more reluctant to give the mucus candy to others.

"This won't work, Ji Li," he said.

Mucos is different to him.

I want to come to school with him wholeheartedly, willing to pull Yang Xizhou's hair for him, willing to be anxious for him, willing to shed tears for him, and take care of him in illness.

...Why is he willing to give it away?

He never wants to say these words. He can't be too hypocritical and lonely in front of Ji Li, so he can only coax him with a smile: "Nothing else is a problem. Gooey sugar is my little wife, and friends' wives must not be deceived. , You don’t lack a pet, can’t you rob your follower’s wife?"

It's okay not to say this.

Once said, Ji Li's hair is about to stand up.

Little wife? !

What did he do to his mental body?

Ji Li burned his ears. In addition to shame, he unexpectedly gave birth to a trace of grievance: "I don't want you, I just want to raise it, can't it?"

Rong Yu looked serious: "Sorry."

Ji Li gritted his teeth, indescribably frustrated.

He gave up like this and coaxed him in a good voice, even willing to rub his tentacles. Isn't his mental body more important than his own?

This guy doesn't like him, but he can't trust him at all. It's just ill-intentioned when he wants to come on weekdays, he is full of flowers, and there is no real heart at all.

Is he not good enough for him? That was originally his spiritual body!

Rong Yu saw his azure blue eyes hot and cold, staring at him bitterly, even the end of his eyes was red, but the bottom of his eyes was ice that couldn't melt.

Rong Yu coughed and slowed down his voice to coax him: "Jili, I'll take you to eat the little cake, okay?"

"No need." Ji Liyun replied lightly, stood up, turned and left.

Rong Yu subconsciously wanted to catch his hand, thinking that Ji Li didn't seem to like him to touch it, but he stopped in the air and swirled his hand, then put it back.

Looking at his empty hand, I felt a little lost inexplicably.

Even the little cake can't be coaxed, it's over, the little master is afraid that he really hates him.

The gooey candy came out of his bag, drank sweet water, and looked at him innocently.

Rong Yu stared at him, pretending to be cold: "Frankly, do you seduce other masters while I'm not here?"

"Am I not feeding you enough?"

Mucosy wiped his mouth with his little tentacles and made a "pululululu" fart taunting him.

Rong Yu couldn't help but was amused by him.

Don't blame his sticky candy, it's so cute, it's normal to be seen by Ji Li, cute guys are always attracted to each other.

Rong Yu couldn't help sighing when he thought of Ji Li being angry.

His little tentacles, his tactical guidance, his practice games.

...And, princess.

It's all gone.

It was so hard to make Ji Li willing to smile at him.

Thinking about it, Rong Yu hugged the gooey sugar tightly, and sighed, "Daddy has sacrificed too much for you."

Gooey sugar gave him a disgust.

fool.