I traveled through time and space into a yandere beautiful girl love game

Bai Mo looked at Jiang Muxue. Although he had watched it hundreds of times in the game, just like Qingye Mashiro, he was even more stunning in reality than in the game.

Jiang Muxue's figure is very tall, reaching the top of Bai Mo's eyebrows. Under her long black hair are two slender eyebrows that are as curved as the moon, as if they have been carefully trimmed. Her big eyes are as bright as clear springs. Generally clear and shiny.

The rosy, round and soft chin, coupled with the extremely delicate and beautiful cheeks, and the milk-like skin color make this beauty shine.

The ordinary school uniform looked like a famous brand on her body.

The plump peaks under the slender swan neck hold up the chest of the school uniform. Although it is not as exaggerated as Bai Meng, the curvature revealed by holding up the clothes is enough to illustrate their softness and elasticity.

The black and white skirt covers just below the knees, leaving only a small section of her fair legs exposed. The small white canvas shoes are a bit cute.

The unrestrainedness of summer, the elegance of autumn, the nobility of winter, and the tenderness of spring. Jiang Muxue in front of Bai Mo is the perfect beautiful girl who combines these.

"You seem very happy."

Bai Mo's voice was calm and there was no unnecessary expression on his face.

"This is the first time Brother Mo has come to see me in the classroom. I'm so happy."

Jiang Muxue pinched her school uniform on her chest, her cheeks flushed like the fiery red glow of the sunset.

Well, there is no plot in the game where he actively goes to find Jiang Muxue in the classroom.

This is probably the difference between games and reality, right?

Bai Mo thought.

"Brother Mo, what do you want from me? Didn't we make an appointment to meet at the same place after school?" Jiang Muxue looked at Bai Mo expectantly.

"My sister came back to pick me up after school. I had just been discharged from the hospital and she was worried." Bai Mo told the truth and said quietly: "So the agreement has to be cancelled."

Cancel?That's right. Brother Mo has just been discharged from the hospital and his body may not have fully recovered. It is necessary and normal for his family to come to take him back.

Brother Mo could have sent me a message on his mobile phone to tell me, but he chose to come to see me in person. The agreement to meet was actually completed in advance.

Jiang Muxue was only sad for a moment, and looked relieved. She held the hem of her skirt with both hands, looked at Bai Mo (oo) dreamingly, and said, "It doesn't matter, I have already met Brother Mo, and I am very happy now."

When not stimulated, he was indeed a well-behaved and good boy. Bai Mo labeled Jiang Muxue in his heart, took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hand.

Jiang Muxue's pupils shrank sharply (=Д=), and she stared blankly at Bai Mo's palm falling on her head, and the gentle touch felt very comfortable.

"Mo, Mo Mo Mo, Brother Mo?" Jiang Muxue's tongue was knotted, her cheeks were hot and as red as a monkey's butt, she did not dodge, and a hazy mist rose in her eyes.

Ugh, so cute!

Σ＞―(〃°ω°〃)→

Bai Mo is calm, you have been stabbed by her a hundred times, how can you forget the pain because of your beauty!

(.oˇˇo.)

Although, it’s really cute!

_(:」)_Has fainted...

Is beauty more important or life more important? ?

(｀Δ')!

The two villains in Bai Mo's heart started to fight. The rational villain who valued life punched the lustful villain who was greedy for beauty in the face.

(`^')---)`Д')

- Sanity wins!

"what happened?"

Bai Mo calmly retracted his hand, and the system notifications in his head kept ticking like an alarm bell. He didn't pay attention and asked in a cold voice: "Don't you like it?"

"like!"

Jiang Muxue didn't care about the shame in her heart at all. Even though her cheeks were extremely hot, she still said it loudly.

Looking at Jiang Muxue who was in a happy mood, Bai Mo poured a basin of cold water "mercilessly" and said in a cold voice: "Before coming, I was thinking about what to do if you are unwilling to accept the cancellation of the agreement. After thinking about it, I can probably All I have to do is ignore you."

When Jiang Muxue heard "No more talking to me", her expression froze instantly. Her heart felt as cold and painful as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She pulled on Bai Mo's clothes in fear, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Brother Mo, don't leave me."

"It's not like I'll ignore you forever, maybe a day or two?"

Bai Mo raised his hand to rub Jiang Muxue's head again and said, "I will never leave you, I will always be by your side."

"Woo, brother Mo, don't ignore me." Jiang Muxue whimpered.

"Aren't I talking to you? Because Muxue accepted it sensibly, I didn't ignore you." Bai Mo wiped away the tears from the corners of Jiang Muxue's eyes, and his voice was soft and commanding: "Stop crying. "

Jiang Muxue tensed her face and tried hard not to cry again.

——It seems that I understand.

The corners of Bai Mo's mouth raised slightly. Although it was his first time, he did a good job. From the moment he touched his head, he tried to convey to Jiang Muxue, "Be obedient. If you obey, you will be given sweets. If you don't, you will be indifferent."

Jiang Muxue is very smart. She understands and is well-behaved and tries her best to comply.

Ah, CPU is such a cute girl, my conscience aches.

But I can't help it, I have to do this in order to survive!

Bai Mo kept his face tense and cold. Today was just a preliminary test. From now on, he will continue to censor Jiang Muxue and train her into an obedient dog.

--For survival!

Chapter 14 Lottery Draw

Back in time, after Bai Mo returned to school, Bo Meng drove home. The school asked for leave and promised Bai Mo to pick him up after school. He would definitely not go to work today.

"Well, let's do some cleaning after a long time."

"Where do I start?"

Entering the bathroom, Bo Meng glanced at the clothes piled in the clothes basket.

"Let's wash the clothes first."

Bo Meng picked through his clothes and took out his underwear.

"This one……"

Unzip the black boxers and turn them inside out.

Ah...it's Mo Mo's...didn't you catch them all?

still is……

Bai Meng's cheeks were slightly red (), and he subconsciously glanced left and right, his heartbeat speeding up.

"Hmm~ The smell of ink is so good."

Bo Meng's shoulders trembled slightly and his legs were tightly clamped.

She smiled, with a slight grin on her lips, exuding a slightly morbid beauty. Coupled with her flawless face, it made people's hearts move, and they felt a strange admiration. Her eyes were full of madness and love, like a flying volcano. Lava will erupt in the next moment.

"Hah~hhh~"

His saliva couldn't stop flowing, and Bo Meng tasted it passionately, as if he was eating delicious pastries.

The desire expands and has no end.

I have worked hard for two and a half days to take care of Mo Mo, so I should be able to reward myself.

Bo Meng thought in her mind and walked towards the second floor. She opened Bai Mo's bedroom door and lay down on Bai Mo's bed.

Hmm~ The smell of ink is all around.

Mo Mo won't blame me for getting Mo Mo's bed wet, right?

It doesn't matter, the worst thing is to get new sheets!

Well, it's okay!

After persuading himself to get rid of his last scruples, Bo Meng no longer suppressed the desires in his heart and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

Draw!

In the afternoon, a cool autumn breeze was blowing on the road outside the window.

The sunlight gradually shifted, and the neighboring house cast a shadow, covering half of the room. The light filtered through the light blue curtains and fell to the foot of the bed. The clothes thrown to the floor were as messy as their owners.

The air in the room gradually thickened like expired syrup.

"Momo~ha..."

Bai Meng stuck his head out, his hair on his forehead was wet with sweat and clinging to his skin, and his fair and rosy cheeks were like a ripe peach, making people unable to help but take a bite.

Lying on the pillow, breathing slowly, Bai Meng had a look of ease after "Wushan Night Rain" on his face.

After resting for a while, Bo Meng sat up, slid off the thin quilt, took a long breath, put on his slippers and went downstairs.

Soon after, the sound of water sounded in the bathroom, and the sunlight passed through the small window of the bathroom, reflecting dreamy colors in the hazy water vapor.

—

ring.

The autumn sun is setting in the west, and the clouds floating from nowhere are dyed red by the afterglow of dusk. The intermittent red clouds are like pomegranate petals floating into the sky.

The bell rang for the end of class, and the teacher on the podium was still talking. There was an earthquake in the teaching building, and students carrying schoolbags passed by outside the window. The classrooms of Class One and Three were quiet, except for the teacher who was beaming on the podium. .

……

"Ha, I delayed the class for another 10 minutes! Teacher Ma is really a talent!"

Xin packed his schoolbag and complained quietly. It has become a feature of Class 10 and Class [-] that school ends in [-] minutes on Tuesday evenings.

"It's good that I didn't delay you until six o'clock." Zhou Jian glanced at the corridor outside the window. His friend had been waiting for him for a long time. "What's the Chinese homework for today? I fell asleep in the Chinese class, didn't I?" hear."

"I fell asleep too," Xin shook his head and said, "It's written on the blackboard, recite the text and check it tomorrow."

"No, memorizing the text again? I would rather do the questions than memorize the text!"

"I can't help it. Who told us to study Brother Xun's article today? I just excerpted a few paragraphs and didn't ask you to recite them all. It's already pretty good."

"Ha~" Zhou Jian sighed and picked up his schoolbag: "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

In the front row, Bai Mo was taking notes. After copying the last word, he nodded to the student on duty who was standing on the podium. The latter picked up the blackboard eraser and quickly wiped the blackboard clean with exaggerated body movements.

——How much do you want to leave?

Bai Mo smiled helplessly, closed his notebook and packed his school bag.

Qingye Mashiro walked to Bai Mo's desk with her handbag and stared at him expressionlessly. Bai Mo raised his head and said with a smile: "Qingye-san, see you tomorrow."

"...See you tomorrow." Qingye said slowly, his cute face becoming slightly brighter.

After watching Qingye Mashiro leave, Bai Mo packed up the things he needed to take back, picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom.Off campus.

Because he came out 10 minutes late, the flow of people outside the school gate has decreased a lot. Bai Mo easily found Bai Meng's figure. She was standing under a tree, slim and graceful, waving to this side with half-closed eyes.

"Sister Bai Meng, I kept you waiting for a long time," Bai Mo ran over, stopped in front of Bai Meng, and explained, "Teacher Ma is dragging the class."

"Is that so?" Bai Meng blinked and didn't take it to heart. She had heard Bai Mo say before that his physics teacher, Teacher Ma, was a person who had very inaccurate control of time and would delay almost every class.

Throwing his schoolbag into the back seat, Bai Mo got into the passenger seat and glanced at Bo Meng. His eyes moved uncontrollably to her legs. Compared with Lin Yutian's perfect long legs, Bo Meng's thighs were thicker. A little thicker, more rounded.

——Although it is not perfect, it has a unique taste.

Bai Mo used to be ignorant and liked the thin legs in anime, but as he surfed the Internet more, his preferences gradually changed and he began to like fat, fleshy legs.

Back home, Bai Mo went upstairs with his schoolbag.

Bai Meng: "Mo Mo, I'm preparing dinner. I'll call you down now."

Bai Mo: "I understand, sister."

Walking into the bedroom, a cool breeze blew in my face, and the light blue curtains fluttered in the afterglow of dusk.

"Why is the window open?" Bai Mo walked to the window and closed it. When he turned around, he found that the sheets, pillows and quilts on the bed had all been replaced with new ones. He was slightly startled and muttered to himself: "It turned out that the room was cleaned."

The door was locked, he took out "Xiao Huang Comic" from his schoolbag, threw the schoolbag onto the chair, and made one coherent movement.

Sitting on the bed covered with new sheets, Bai Mo opened "Little Yellow Comics" in anticipation.