The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was dark and bright, half of it was the thin red that rose in the morning, and half of it was the stars that had not faded.

The young Li Fa boy was sitting on the old tree at the entrance of the training building, covered with a thin light, blowing in the wet morning breeze, patted the crumbs on his hands, and dangling his calves.

Gooey was sitting beside him.

Rong Yu held his milk, and the mucous sugar held his sweet water.

He took a sip of Mucosine, and he followed it.

Rong Yu ate quickly, two mouthfuls of milk saw the bottom, and stared at the mucoid in a daze.

...Isn't it just sweet water? Why do you drink so happy?

If the gooey candy has film and television special effects, happy pink flowers are floating around now.

Gooey candy is still enjoying his sweet water unconsciously. He has a good meal now. He drinks juice in the morning, soda at noon, and flavored milk in the evening, holding his cup with his tentacles, sipping sips, and happy. Sighed out.

At this moment of exhalation, the small cup was snatched away.

Rong Yu even wanted to grab the little pet's rations, drank the last sip of the juice by himself, and aftertaste it, it seemed that it did taste good, and then put the cup back into the mucus.

Mucus:? ? ? Where is his sweet water? !

He has one last bite left! Sweet and cool orange juice too!

The little guy looked at the empty cup and then at the cheeky master.

Look at the cup again, look at Rong Yu again.

Rong Yu hummed a song with a guilty conscience.

Muco Sugar finally realized what had happened and almost cried with anger. He opened his mouth wide, "grumbling--" bit his finger.

It's a pity that it was just a sticky, soft lump, even if it bit on Rong Yu's finger, it didn't feel any, it looked like it was just Rong Yu poking his hand into a cloud of crystal mud.

Rong Yu smiled happily: "I don't even have a tooth, so I still want to bite?"

Gooey was so angry that he swelled up and re-used his little tentacles to draw his wrist frantically.

Rong Yu always took pleasure in bullying little pets, took it back to his arms, and gave the little guy an orange and milky kiss.

"Not angry," Rong Yu coaxed it with a smile, "I'll buy you a bottle in the afternoon."

He had already discovered that as long as the mucosal candy was kissed, he would be so shy that it would not hurt to smoke.

Moreover, it has been tried and tested.

Sure enough, the little guy was too shy, and another puddle of liquid was made into a soft puddle by a kiss, and hid back into Rong Yu's bag crying.

This smelly rascal is really cunning!

Rong Yu also wanted to reach out and poke: "Slimy sugar?"

"Patter."

It was gently pulled out by the little tentacles.

It can be seen that he is shy and refuses to disturb.

Rong Yu laughed until his stomach hurts. He lowered his head and faced the window of the teaching building, where Ji Li was passing by.

He waited for this young master, and waved his hand: "Ji Li!"

Ji Li didn't expect him to be on the tree again, and nodded at him.

This time Rong Yu slid from the branch into the window again, and naturally put on Ji Li's shoulders: "Go, the attendant will take you to class."

"Too close." Ji Li's voice was cold.

Rong Yu let go, took a step backwards, wrinkled his nose a little aggrieved: "Is there?"

Ji Li was silent for a moment, and pulled his loose tie a little closer.

"...That's right."

The corner of Rong Yu's mouth grinned unconsciously.

The young master's temper is so cute.

"Tie your tie." The young master had another opinion.

"I won't," Rong Yu fiddled with it twice, making the loose tie even more crooked, "make do and see."

Ji Li frowned: "Come here."

As Rong Yu got closer, Ji Li stretched out his hand and unlocked it, and punched him again.

White and slender fingers shuttled between the dark blue tie, and finally pushed it firmly, and tied a knot as beautiful and regular as him.

Rong Yu found out that Ji Li was a little taller than him.

When I looked down at him, my eyelashes were thick, and his blue eyes were cold and gentle.

Rong Yu’s heartbeat rose quickly, and the fragmented and unknown happiness was like a group of lively little people. He held his hand in his mind, surrounded the campfire, and followed the drumbeat of his heartbeat. Leg dance.

He vaguely thought that he could continue this kind of follower for another year.

Rong Yu and other Ji Li, in addition to being an attendant, were also because they were reporting in the upper-grade mecha room the first day.

When he went to report, it was visible happiness, and even Ji Li could feel ample fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

It's a pity that when I arrived at the mecha training room, a basin of cold water poured down my head.

The chief instructor is not there, and no one is willing to fight him.

"I don't care how you got in," the senior waved his hand impatiently, like driving a fly. "The instructor lets you in, and you just have to visit it, don't affect our normal training."

Rong Yu smiled and asked, "Senior, are you scared?"

"You didn't even get the mecha combat license." The senior is obviously not another broken tooth, and doesn't take his set. "Don't waste our time."

After a while, I changed to a senior sister.

The elder sister had a much better attitude, and said to him solemnly: "The senior elder sisters have countless examinations and competitions waiting to pass, and there is no time to play with you."

"After visiting, go back quickly."

In short, they still think they are young and waste time.

I got anxious, and let Rong Yu stay away, don't delay their training.

Not fighting with Rong Yu makes him more uncomfortable than despising him or provoking him.

Without actual combat, you can only play in practice mode when you enter the cabin, and output against active targets and fake monsters, which is boring.

Rong Yu could only sit by the side of the spirit cabin and sulking.

"Am I young?" Rong Yu had been a bully for several years. For the first time, he was regarded as rubbish. He grieved and complained to Ji Li, "Do I look fierce?"

Ji Li endured all morning laughs, and now he became cold a little bit, and still solemnly comforted him: "...It's okay."

... Actually, it's not fierce at all.

Rong Yu's appearance seemed to be very deceptive. Li Fa Zongtong, lips moist and soft, always smiling, and eyes a little sharp and young.

Maybe it has something to do with being handsome and cunning, but it has nothing to do with ferocity.

Rong Yu saw his subtext and made a vicious face at him.

Ji Li couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth finally turned up: "I will train with you."

Rong Yu's eyes lit up, and he sighed quickly at random: "No."

"I promised you." Ji Li said.

Rong Yu sighed on his stomach: "You are not suitable for driving a mecha right now. You can recuperate as much as possible and don't get sick."

Even this morning, Ji Li was just watching in the mecha training room, and did not get on the plane.

Ji Li's eyes softened again.

He thought, now Rong Yu is his own, and it's no big deal to help him achieve a little wish.

"Want to fight for real?" Ji Li lowered his voice.

Rong Yu's eyes lit up: "Do you have a way?"

Ji Li's eyes flashed: "They just need you to prove their strength."

Rong Yu hummed: "They don't fight with me, how can I prove myself that it's not easy to attack them?"

The two bad boys murmured and chatted for a while.

Ten minutes later, the chief instructor walked in fiercely. In front of the seniors, he stared at Rong Yu with a vicious face and said, "You send me a message?"

Rong Yu smiled and raised his hand to complain: "Instructor, Senior Sister, Senior Sister bullied me."

With this shout, almost everyone in the training room looked over, their eyes disdainful and a little speechless.

The chief instructor frowned: "They bullied you?"

"They don't fight with me," Rong Yu emphasized with a smile, "These people are good or bad, huh."

The chief instructor was disgusted with goose bumps.

Reminiscing that this person made a public confession in front of the school on Monday morning, and finally deeply doubted his decision.

Shouldn't this kid be thrown back to the lower grades?

The chief instructor's brows furrowed, and he didn't realize that a black shadow had approached his feet silently: "This is your own problem. You can't even adapt to the environment. Go back early. This is not a kindergarten..."

"Jili!" Rong Yu interrupted him abruptly, screaming, "Now."

The chief instructor only felt that his ankle was suddenly entangled with something, and the tentacles suddenly materialized, binding his body.

Then came a cold light.

Rong Yu's sword light was already close at hand.

"I don't want to fight with me, I can only trouble you--" Rong Yu looked at him with a smile, "Instructor."

Instructor:? ? ?

Their little **** count him?

The author has something to say: Ji Li: It’s not easy to learn well, but it is easy to learn bad.