The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 9
The bright sun shone down, and a layer of graceful gold covered the back of his hand, which was as delicate and beautiful as a sculpture.

Under the reflection of the dark book cover, it is even more stunning.

Boom... This hand is so beautiful!
Fu Niannian peeked obsessively, and when Fei Tong poked her, she woke up suddenly and looked away in panic.

He picked up his pen and replied:
——Why didn't you ask?

Fei Tong raised her eyebrows slightly, without any thought, she quickly replied:
——Because Mo Ye would be jealous.

Anyway, he wasn't here, and she was so happy using his name.

The corners of her lips lifted easily, and Fei Tong hummed a little tune, folded the little paper full of words, and threw it out.

But...probably...

She was so proud that she couldn't control her strength and used too much strength. The little note flew directly past Fu Niannian and landed on the ground.

Scarlet Tong: "Uh..."

Fu Niannian was quite speechless, couldn't she just hand it over like before?

Just as she was about to bend down to pick it up, the little note had already been picked up.

"Is it for you?" Mo Ye's voice was cool, and his face was as cold as ice.

Fu Niannian shivered involuntarily, and didn't dare to look up at Mo Ye, "Yes...it's mine."

Mo Ye put the note on her desk, walked past without changing his expression, and then sat in his seat.

Since seeing Mo Ye, Fei Tong's good mood has disappeared, and she just feels cautious everywhere, especially what she just wrote on the note.

I feel a little guilty...

He probably wouldn't know.

With her white teeth grinding her lower lip, Fei Tong tried her best to look like she was studying seriously.

Mo Ye laughed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

Turning slightly sideways, facing the window, his eyes fell on the note in his palm.

The last line read: Because Mo Ye would be jealous.

Although he knew that she was just making an excuse for the assist, but in his heart, there was still an uncontrollable sweetness gushing out.

Yes, he is very jealous.

Whether it's a man or a woman, whether it's because of a mission or not, he doesn't want her to spend too much time on other people.

However, due to various reasons, he had no choice but to pamper her and let her...stay away...

In an instant, violent and bloodthirsty coldness surged in his heart.

"Mo Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Fei Tong sensed the tension in the surrounding air and felt a sense of shattering, so she quickly tugged at him.

Mo Ye woke up instantly, and just a simple sentence made his heart calm again.

His emotions all changed with her, so how could he let go.

Flipping his hands, he tightly grasped the thin white catkin that was about to retract, and his bottomless black eyes were fixed on the flustered girl whose face was full of unhappiness.

"Mo Ye, what are you doing?" Fei Tong pulled her hand out with a bitter face.

But Mo Ye's strength was too great, and her movements were completely useless.

"Fei Tong, I can accept you beating and scolding me, you can also instruct me and use me to do anything, but there is one thing, you must remember - you must never leave me! I won't allow it!"

His voice was not loud enough for the two of them to hear, but his words were powerful, striking heavily in Fei Tong's heart.

Her heart was not made of stone, she softened for a moment, but was soon heavily armed again.

She pressed her red eyes tightly, not letting the tears flow out, gritted her teeth, raised her head and stared at him without fear.

"Mo Ye, you are always like this, self-centered. Do you know what I want?"

"what would you like?"

"Stay away from me and don't pester me anymore."

"...You know that this is the last thing I will agree to."

(End of this chapter)