The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Rong Yu’s illness came quickly and went faster. After a trip to the medical office, the whole person jumped up and down, carrying his little ancestor everywhere to buy sweet water. From pineapple soda to orange bubbles to Baixing’s specialty sand juice, the little guy has a round belly and hiccups, even Rong Yu’s bag is much heavier.

Rong Yu stared at the little guy who drank himself from gooey candy into fruit jelly, and couldn't help but poke and poke.

He vaguely remembered that the little guy should have chilled himself and cooled him down. Seeing the tragic situation at the scene, he probably poured water for him and found medicine.

...Is this little guy so smart? !

If you even know medicine... Are you pretending to be stupid?

Rong Yu stared suspiciously at the gooey sugar, pinched the little guy and said, "Did you find the medicine? Why did you hit me in the morning?"

The squeezed "grumbling" screamed, and the little tentacles gasped him.

Rong Yu knew how to deal with it, the mental power of his fingertips gathered, shaking and shaking in front of it.

When the little guy jumped up, he took away his mental power again.

Mupi Candy hugged his fingertips aggrievedly, rubbing left and right to paste, but he couldn't find the warm and delicious mental power, and his stupid appearance made Rong Yu amused.

"Tell me honestly," Rong Yu mentioned the mucoid, and squinted at him. "Are you an alien monster?"

Glutinous sugar twisted proudly, not knowing what his idiot owner was going crazy again, and kissed him by holding his fingertips, "grumbling" to please him.

Rong Yu's fingertips finally showed a little light.

Rong Yu finally laughed softly, and his tone became gentle.

"It doesn't matter if it's a monster."

He stared at the little tentacles that bite his mental power and seemed to be drunk, and there were waves of ripples in his eyes.

He will keep it.

This day's tactical practice, Ji Li was particularly troublesome.

His level of crushing in the tactical direction is the same as Rong Yu's mecha.

It's just that he is not as aggressive as Rong Yu. He doesn't say anything or show off his power. He always convinces people to lose, and he has excellent reviews of strokes among students.

Only this time, Ji Li was in an abnormal state, crushed as if he was crushed, and left a sigh of relief for the other party. After getting tired of playing, he slowly swallowed the opponent's last starship.

From tactics to spirit, all aspects are crushed.

It was like an arrogant beast that was provoked.

Liao Liu's opponent looked at the panel and wanted to cry without tears, and simply withdrew to beg for mercy: "Ji Shen save face, I have lost my study with Rong Yu."

Fortunately, when Rong Yu was mentioned, Ji Li's eyes became colder, and he emptied the panel: "Come again?"

"It won't come, it's too cruel." The opponent was hit hard and walked away in despair, "I want a psychological shadow."

At this point, the male **** was entangled severely by Rong Yu, and he had to go to the star network to ask about it.

No one dared to come and play against him anymore.

Ji Li simply stepped out of the mental cabin and sat in the lounge, slowly playing with a badge in his hand, the blue in his eyes was turbulent.

Or An Yilie came over cautiously: "In a bad mood?"

He didn't dare to ask if he was harassed by Rong Yu again.

Ji Li stared at the badge in his hand, was silent for a while, and asked: "Does the spirit experience sleepwalking?"

An Yilie is a healing type, interested in the knowledge of spiritual power, and has some understanding of Ji Li's spiritual body: "You mental body sleepwalking?"

"I don't know." Ji Li thought about her dream repeatedly, always feeling too real.

Especially the last one...

That kiss.

It's like being kissed.

Rong Yu's lips were moist and soft.

The sound...

Ji Li didn't dare to think too much, lowered his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "After I fell asleep, I became my own spiritual body, still wandering outside."

An Yilie was stunned: "Isn't that a dream?"

Ji Li asked him back: "Really?"

He didn't want to say more, the narrative was very brief, concealing the cause and effect, the name of the person, and he didn't even say that he helped find the medicine, let alone hug.

An Yilie thought carefully: "Your mental body has been in a state of riots. If you go out in your dreams, maybe."

"But I still feel that it's more like a dream. After all, if the spirit really goes to someone else's room, the other person will protest, right? Why don't you recognize you?"

Ji Li didn't speak.

An Yilie was right.

Rong Yu had never been so affectionate to him, let alone kissed his spiritual body.

If it's not a dream... it's definitely not done to his spiritual body.

This made Ji Li look more irritable, and the shadow on the ground was shaking wildly, making An Yilie frightened.

"I lost a part of my mental body." Ji Li was still a little unwilling.

"The missing part may have disappeared."

Even if the mental body can exist out of the body, it will disappear due to lack of supply over time.

And Ji Li should also be able to sense it.

No one has ever thought that the mental experience of running away from home will be fed with water and mental strength, and the body will be swollen and fat, and even I can't even feel it.

"You are mentally confused now, and it is not convenient to do anything, so you should take a good rest. It will be better to reconsolidate after a while." An Yilie advised him.

Ji Li gave an annoyed "um" and raised his head to face a familiar figure.

It was the one that appeared when he was talking to An Yilie.

Ji Li silently put away the badge in his hand, his eyes only stayed on him for a moment, and as if he hadn't seen him, he swept away like a glimpse of light and moved away.

Instead, the students from all directions cast their eyes.

Obviously it was the look in the lively eyes, but he didn't eat the popcorn and shouted "fight".

Rong Yu didn't seem to feel the tension of the atmosphere, so he approached with a smile

An Yilie subconsciously separated him from Ji Li.

But Rong Yu put his shoulders on his shoulders, slipped aside, and introduced himself to him kindly: "Hello, I am the new attendant of the young master."

An Yilie's head is confused: Young Master refers to Ji Li? When did he have an attendant?

If he remembers correctly, Ji Li has never been a follower, let alone a fan. Those who have other plans always see honey bees coming up, and Ji Li’s indifference will not drive them away violently, but also Never bothered them.

In front of this...

An Yilie just opened his mouth.

Suddenly saw it.

The shadow of Ji Li's teeth and claws was falling at his feet, as if a huge grimace had appeared, and it was threatening to remind him: shut up.

An Yilie:? ? ?

Well, those who know the times shut up.

"I was tired yesterday. I went to bed early." Rong Yu sat directly next to Ji Li, thinking that Ji Li was annoyed that he had not returned his message, "I didn't see Guangnao's message."

Ji Li glanced at him and let out an "um".

The atmosphere is a bit frozen.

"Mecha class in the afternoon?" Rong Yu looked for a topic again.

Ji Li nodded blankly.

"Then what," Rong Yu grabbed his hair and coughed, "Yesterday... I trouble you."

Ji Li suddenly raised his head and stared at Rong Yu.

To be precise, the fall of his eyes focused on Rong Yu's lips.

"I'm quite heavy, isn't it?" Rong Yu said again, "You can still move me by back."

Ji Li's eyes fell back again.

The shadow on the ground has already begun to be manic.

yesterday? Back? An Yilie felt that he heard a shocking gossip, his eyes jumped repeatedly between Rong Yu and Ji Li, and he didn't guess what happened.

Rong Yu finally couldn't find the topic.

He coughed, and pushed the delicate little cake box in his hand: "I bought it for you, thank you yesterday."

…Is it enough to thank you like this?

Ji Li's eyes floated on Rong Yu's lips subconsciously.

The thought of his completely different tone made him even more annoyed.

An Yilie finally had the opportunity to interrupt, and cautiously said: "Jili doesn't eat sweets."

Rong Yu hesitated.

He always thinks that Ji Li should like it.

And I like the beautiful little cakes with creamy shapes, silver beads sprinkled with frosting and various colored sugar needles.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, maybe because Ji Li stared at the little cake in the window for a long time? Or maybe, he thinks Ji Li should like something like this sweet and soft.

But Ji Li seems really upset now.

Rong Yu could only pull the small tray back, and looked at Ji Li with a smile: "Forget it, I will ask you to eat something else next time."

Small cakes are much more expensive than regular meals, and Rong Yu is usually reluctant to buy these sweet snacks.

He actually wanted to make him happy, after all, the tall, ice-like gift, willing to go back to the dormitory with a stinky sweat on his back.

The young master is really good.

An Yilie: "Actually I..."

He can eat it for Ji Li, he is very good at it.

The shadow on the ground poked out a tentacle threateningly.

An Yilie was silent for a moment: "Then what, I'm actually full!"

"There is no need to waste."

Ji Li expressionlessly dragged the little cake in front of him.

The expensive little boy, who eats cakes elegantly, has white fingertips, silver forks, and takes a small bite, without any cream sticking.

The aura of the whole person is a little more pleasant to the naked eye.

It seems that he really likes sweets.

Rong Yu also became happy, holding his chin to look, there was a feeling of watching mucus candy and drinking sweet water, as if even the cake became delicious.

Involuntarily stretched out the fork, from the other side, slashed a small piece of cream into his mouth.

It is indeed sweet and milky, seems to be better than usual?

The silver fork in Ji Li's hand trembled faintly.

Staring at Rong Yu's lips.

...Want to get the little cake back.

Use the most excessive way.