The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Two o'clock in the morning.

The stars retreat, the night is dim, and the huge and white buildings of the star school are enveloped. The school is no longer the noisy and hustle and bustle of the day, and everything is quiet.

And Ji Li is also asleep.

Before the age of five, he often had some peculiar dreams, such as dreaming that he was his own spiritual body. This was because of his racial characteristics. After all, the spiritual body was his incarnation.

But today's dream is a little different. He dreamed that he was in another dormitory of the school, but he seemed to be a spiritual body.

What embarrassed him even more was that his dormitory belonged to Rong Yu.

It was about the same size as his dormitory, with some messy furnishings, some cheap pet supplies piled on the shelves, a fish tank on the windowsill, textbooks scattered on the table, and cheap and ugly cactus energy drinks.

Disorganized, it is indeed what this person's dormitory would look like.

Ji Li believes that this is his dream, and thinks all of this is absurd: It's okay to dream of himself as a spiritual body, why would he dream of Rong Yu? Is it because he has caused too many things recently?

He was very used to his soft and sticky state, carefully crawling to the end of Rong Yu's bed.

Rong Yu is sleeping.

He rolled up the quilt and hugged it in his arms. The thin cotton T-shirt rolled around on the bed, revealing a small section of flexible waist, with beautiful depressions, hidden in the shorts.

Ji Li thought, he was probably angry.

He remembered how many ridiculous things this guy had done to him.

Rong Yu broke into his mental cabin, deliberately bit his neck, half-talking, and ran away.

Also nosy, blocking his own way. Obviously gave him sweetness, but he was called away somehow.

I must be full of resentment towards this person to have such a ridiculous dream.

He should punish him.

This kind of wild and untamable fellow can only learn to behave after he has been violently taught.

Just punish him and avenge him in a dream... it's not a bad thing.

Ji Li's mind is full of bad ideas.

He stretched out his tentacles sinfully, trying to wrap around the thin body of the young man.

But suddenly found out.

The tentacles are too short... can't go around, no matter how long they stretch, they can only hug Rong Yu's ankles.

...Why is he such a small one! ?

Why is he so young in his dream!

Can't he get bigger!

His sturdy tentacles!

His surging repressive mental power!

Ji Li looked at his short tentacles.

... almost crying.

Ji Li hated him with his little tentacles and tapped his calf.

There was only a soft "click".

But the person in his sleep made a misty "um".

Ji Li, who was still full of mind to punish the other party just now, suddenly became cramped, as if he had been caught.

"Don't make trouble, itchy..." Rong Yu accurately caught him in his hand in his sleep, gently placed him next to his pillow, and closed his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

Ji Li opened his mouth and only made a "gurgling" sound.

Annoyed and knocked on his head.

Oh, he doesn't have a head now.

"Good... accompany me to sleep later."

Rong Yu didn't want an answer either, his voice was hoarse and lazy, and his intimacy was unimaginable.

Ji Li froze for a moment.

too close.

Rong Yu's face was more docile than in the day, and her chestnut hair was soft as a small animal. His facial features are a little sharp, his lips are plump, and he doesn't have the smirk of squinting his eyes, and he looks soft and well-behaved.

Water-shine, soft lips also closed in front of him.

Ji Li was bewitched.

Stretched out his tentacles and touched his lips secretly.

... so soft.

He retracted his tentacles like electricity, suddenly became dizzy with heat, turned around and crawled to the bedside table, drank the water in the glass, but it was still hot.

The little colloidal body seemed to heat up, and melted into a pool silently, secretly flowing into the palm of Rong Yu's hand.

Rong Yu smelled of grass.

It was like the smell on his uniform jacket.

When Ji Li woke up, his ears were red with heat, and even the palms of his hands were feverish.

...It's all to blame for his dreaming.

No, I blame Rong Yu.

Rong Yu was in class the next day, and his hair was messy like a chicken coop.

Yang Xizhou laughed unscrupulously: "Did you drill a mouse hole yesterday?"

Rong Yu clutched his hair: "Sucrose has lost his temper."

"why?"

"The little thing drank my water and didn't admit it yet." Rong Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "As if I wronged him."

This little thing has a bad temper now, and if he doesn't agree, he will tap dance on his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, a small tentacle came out of Rong Yu's shoulder bag, and he gently twitched his arm.

Rong Yu pressed it back with one hand: "Don't let your head go, otherwise there is no sweet water today, have you heard it?"

Gooey Sugar grumbled angrily.

Yang Xizhou saw that there was finally something that could stop this evil spirit, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. He couldn't help but want to make a good relationship with this little ancestor, and stretched out his hand: "...he won't buy you sweet water, brother, I will give you buy……"

As soon as the voice fell, he was slapped viciously.

With a loud "patter", the red seal came out.

The meaning of gooey candy is obvious: don't wrap it up, just roll it off.

The little thing held a lot of grudges, and it was this guy who spurned Rong Yu to sell it, and he just saw the ghost if he could give him a good face.

Yang Xizhou was dumbfounded.

Rong Yu laughed so hard that he could not straighten up his waist: "It makes you wrong, and you still want to climb relatives with my mucous sugar."

"...What kind of monster have you raised?" Yang Xizhou rubbed the red seal on his hand, and did not dare to reach out into Rong Yu's bag anymore.

There was still some time before class, and the students walked in one after another, standing in groups and chatting at the table.

The freshness of the summer vacation has not yet passed. Most of the chattering content is the experience of the summer vacation. Some said that they went to the latest mecha competition, some said that they went to the Alliance Star Tour, and changed their lovers mecha camouflage with their lovers.

Yang Xizhou was reading business experience in Rong Yu's ear, telling him that he had reselled tickets for mecha competitions, sold holographic travel guides this holiday, and opened a mecha coating design shop on Xing.com by the way.

Everyone in the sentiment group asked him to squeeze the wool.

Rong Yu glanced at him and was deeply aware of the horror of the upstart son.

It's just that these noisy clamours quieted down the moment someone walked in.

This kind of treatment used to be exclusive to Rong Yu. Generally, after he had just finished a mock assessment and ravaged his classmates once, this situation would last for several days.

He is like a mute button.

But this time the mute button was changed. As soon as Rong Yu looked up, he saw Ji Li, standing alone at the door.

It was still a straight uniform, fine black hair, and an indifferent expression. Just standing there gave a sense of coldness and pride.

...But there are few people who hug and hug.

Ji Li was stuck in the corridor on the third floor with a broken tooth yesterday, and he felt that something was wrong.

When Ji Liping appeared on the scene, he always seemed to be following a group of young ladies and masters, all of them huddled around him, as if his loyal fans, quietly arrogant, as if standing beside Ji Li, all seemed more noble.

Although Ji Li didn't talk to them much, but every time he appeared on the stage, he seemed particularly ostentatious, telling others clearly that this was a noble son that mortals did not deserve.

Rong Yu frowned unconsciously: "...Where are the people around him?"

"It's weird that they dare to come out," Yang Xizhou had a clear look on his face, "It was passed on last month, and something happened to Ji Li's family."

Rong Yu asked: "What's the matter?"

"You can't understand it. In short, you stand in the wrong team and bet the wrong treasure. Most of it is about to be planted." Yang Xizhou paused, smiling kindly, but speaking a bit ironic.

"It turns out that people are holding him because of his noble status and the first place in the star school. He can usually have a halo and team assessments."

"As for now... it's unprofitable, they run much faster than upstarts."

Otherwise, even if Ji Li's mental strength was exhausted, Bro Fang wouldn't dare to block him on the third floor blatantly.

Only Rong Yu, a slum player who didn't play his cards according to his routine, didn't understand anything, and dared to rush forward in a frenzy.

Rong Yu propped his chin: "What about that? They are always friends, right."

Yang Xizhou glanced at him with a foolish look: "Unfortunately, you killed An Yilie just yesterday. He probably didn't have enough total scores in the assessment and fell to the ordinary class."

There are countless dead souls under Rong Yu, how can I remember An Yilie?

When Yang Xizhou mentioned it, it seemed that there was such a thing.

Looking at Ji Li again, he didn't seem to care about the gazes of the people around him at all, sitting at the table with his eyes down, flipping through the notes on Gwangnao.

Inexplicably a little lonely.

Rong Yu thought for a moment, then pushed Yang Xizhou a hand: "...what are you going to eat at noon?"

Yang Xizhou was shocked: "Come here again? I won't eat, I won't eat anything!"

Rong Yu Congshan Ruliu: "It just so happens, then I will find someone else to eat."

Yang Xizhou: "..."

As he said, he saw Rong Yu carrying a bag in one hand, striding through the sight of the meteor, and sitting down on the empty seat beside Ji Li with a smile.

The author has something to say: Regarding the private setting of the spiritual body:

In fact, when the distance is very close, Ji Li can feel his spiritual body.

The premise is...There is no interference from Rong Yu's mental power.

After Rong Yu fed the mucosal candy a lot of mental power, he had almost isolated Ji Li's perception of the mucosal candy, so Ji Li couldn't find where the mucous sugar was.

Of course, Rong Yu has fed so much spiritual power, and I will regret it when I look back. After all, my setting is that only the married couple will do this (even lovers will not easily blend spiritual power).

Hehehe...hehehe...【A kind and peaceful smile