Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong Mo held the phone and compared the numbers several times to confirm before clicking search.

Looking at the pure white profile picture, Rong Mo wondered if he had been tricked.

Are there really people who don't even bother to change their avatar?

Even the WeChat name only has one G?

Rong Mo propped up his chin and tapped his fingertips on the table in boredom. He was a little impatient with the waiting. He stood up and took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, pulled the tab and took a sip.

"Ding dong!"

The phone beeps.

Rong Mo wiped his mouth and quickly ran over to pick up his phone.

Friend passed.

Rongmo edits and clicks to send.

Mo: I thought you also had a small account on WeChat

G: What?

Rong Mo leaned back on the e-sports chair and raised the corner of his mouth: I see that you have a small account in the game, and the winning rate is quite high. Do you play as an assassin?

It took a while for the other side to come back.

G: A little bit of both

"???", quite modest, the [-]% winning rate is just a little bit?

CM: The master is a bit like Versailles.

G:…………

He found that the great god didn't seem to like to talk much, and Rong Mo bit his lip and hesitated for a moment.

Mo: Can the master take me to play games?

Afraid that people would think he was taking advantage, Rong Mo typed two more words.

Mo: Paid

After a while, Rong Mo looked up at the sky and waited for the flowers to wither.

"Ding dong" sounded, and he grabbed his phone.

G: Do you want to cover me?

"Uh...cough cough cough", Rong Mo choked on his saliva, coughed non-stop, and his face turned red.

The great god is really a blockbuster even if he doesn't make a sound, haha.

It's just a joke, it's just playing games, it's so ambiguous.

If Xiu Jin found out about this, his butt would be banned?

Rong Mo quickly explained: It's not what you think, I'm talking about accompanying you...

G: Apart from playing with you, do you have any other meaning?

"..." Rong Mo was dumbfounded and rubbed his hair. What does it mean that his thoughts are not pure? ?

He felt as suffocated as a mute eating Coptis chinensis.

Rong Mo gritted his teeth and replied: Whatever you want, the price for accompanying you is up to you.

First, we close the distance, looking for an opportunity to talk about the team, and see if he can save him.

To be honest, when playing games, this person dominated him, and he felt that he cooperated quite well.

It flashed several times while typing, probably deleting and typing, typing and deleting.

Rong Mo frowned, is it difficult to answer when playing with someone?

G: I have a lot of studies and no time.

"???", was he rejected?

CM: If you don’t have time, why don’t you play the alt account?

G: Occasionally

Rong Mo pursed his lips and hummed: Play with me occasionally, 1000 per round.

He didn't believe it. If he had super powers, he would have miracles.

G: How much do you pay for that anchor?

"Huh???" Rong Mo looked confused, why did he mention Sun Haojin?

And whoever guaranteed him would be disgusting or not.

Mo: I didn’t keep him

Speaking of spending money for Sun Haojin, Rong Mo kicked Bai Tuanzi and said, "Go and sort out the total amount spent by the original owner on Sun Haojin and give it to me."

Just do some simple math and see how you can get it back from him in the future.

"Oh... ok", Bai Tuanzi held the virtual screen and transformed into an accountant, and the abacus clicked.

G: Can you come on my own time?

Is this agreed? ! Rong Mo cheered up and immediately replied: "Okay."

The only reply there was um.

Rong Mo wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, feeling really tired talking to the great god.

The master didn't say anything. Rong Mo opened his circle of friends and glanced briefly.

There is only one circle of friends, which is a competition link.

Click to take a look. Is it the mathematics competition of University B?

Big B…

It's a bit familiar, I think I've heard it somewhere.

Bai Tuanzi poked his head and said, "Sun Haojin is a big boy."

"Hmm???", Rong Mo opened his eyes wide, "He and Sun Haojin are schoolmates?"

"may be"

Rong Mo was thinking about the possibility of becoming friends offline. How about going to University B?

He enlarged the picture in the link, and there was a trophy on it, which meant that this person was pretty good, so he should be quite famous.

You can go to University B and find out.

Rong Mo rubbed his chin and showed an evil smile.

Bai Tuanzi felt a chill when he saw it: "Dad, what do you want to do?"

"Here's a team member. I think this person is good." His intuition has always been accurate.

"And he has a good voice. If he does a live broadcast, he will be more popular than Sun Haojin. You know his appearance."

If the master is willing, he will be praised anyway, and no one is praised.

eleven o'clock at night

Rong Mo sighed as he soaked in the bathtub comfortably.

Cool!

While soaking, he raised his hand to pinch the flesh on his belly, with a sad look on his face. Let's go for a walk in the morning from tomorrow.

After washing up, Rong Mo wiped his wet hair and heated up a glass of milk.

Then he picked up the notebook from the sofa and got into bed.

From time to time, I would rub the towel covering my head with my hands.

Xiu Jin was not here, so he had to do even small things like wiping his hair by himself.

Hey.

Bai Tuanzi heard Rong Mo's heartfelt voice, with a black line above his head, "How lazy are you? It's all because of Xiu Jin's habit."

"Little thing, are you rebelling? How dare you talk to me like this?" Rong Mo stared at her peach blossom eyes, her soft face didn't look fierce at all, but rather cute.

Bai Tuanzi chuckled, if the host were taller and shorter, he would be a fairy.

A plump little fat guy.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing." Bai Tuanzi snickered and floated away.

The cell phone next to my pillow dings without any response and is being bombarded with messages.

Rong Mo picked up his phone suspiciously and clicked on it.

They were all messages from Sun Haojin.

He glanced at the time and became convinced.

"Heh, are you here to settle a score with me?"

Purely out of habit.

Rong Mo clicked on the message and immediately saw Sun Haojin's various questions.

Idiot: I kindly took you to play games, but you actually followed an outsider the whole time? Rong Mo, what do you mean?

Idiot: And didn’t I tell you, you’re such a badass, don’t run around, just follow me, look at what you’re doing?

Idiot: You should listen to me when you play games with me. Didn’t you ask me to teach you how to play games because you said you didn’t want to be such a bad guy all the time? Which of the things I told you did you listen to?

Idiot: Why don't you say anything? Don’t you usually reply instantly? What's going on with you today? The live broadcast room was embarrassing for me. I had a hard time connecting with Naiye, but when you messed with it, Naiye was taken off the air in advance.

Did she tell me nothing in advance? Touching porcelain, right?

Every time Rong Mo reads one, his face becomes darker. Giving Sun Haojin the title is really making the best use of it, huh?

You get an advantage and still behave well, you act arrogant and stand up, but you still think you are noble?

"Can I beat him up?" Rong Mo clenched his fists, urgently needing Sun Haojin's big face to relieve the itch in his hands.

Bai Tuanzi shrugged, "Let's fight."

It feels strange to look at it.

Rong Mo took a deep breath, ignored the barking dogs, and directly said: We have known each other for a long time, let's meet offline.

Sun Haojin waited for a long time on the phone, and his expression was extremely disgusting when he saw what Rong Mo sent.

This loser still wants to meet him offline?

Oh, what a daydream.

Just when he was about to refuse, he remembered a Ferrari that Rong Mo had posted in his circle of friends.

There was a rich second-generation roommate who always showed off his wealth in front of them, which was annoying to watch.

Rolling his eyes, he curled his lips and replied.

Idiot: Yes, yes, but you have to drive that red Lafa.

"..." Rong Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and she laughed in anger at how shameless he was.

Rong Mo: OK

Idiot: Okay, then you can wait for me at the north gate of the sophomore campus of University B at ten o'clock tomorrow.

Rong Mo replied that he understood and threw the phone aside.

After wiping his hair for a long time, it was still not dry. Rong Mo didn't bother to wipe it off, so he threw the towel on the cabinet aside and got into bed to sleep.

eight o'clock the next morning

Rong Mo got up early to wash up, and pulled up his slightly long hair to reveal his plump forehead. The original owner didn't like to go out and didn't like to interact with outsiders.

Her hair is long enough to be tied into braids, and Rong Mo only does it a few times casually, giving her the air of a boy with a wolf tail.

Looking at the female Mo Bian's face in the mirror, Rong Mo touched his chin narcissistically. Why do you feel inferior to someone with a face like this?

Grinning, showing a row of small white teeth, Rong Mo hummed with satisfaction and stood up to find clothes.

When he came to the cloakroom and looked at all the fat sportswear, Rong Mo fell into deep thought.

He picked up a set and compared it to himself, and he saw that it was not even the smallest size.

"There are no clothes for me to wear?" Rong Mo murmured.

He picked up his phone and flipped through it, finding Jenny, the stylist that the original owner's father hired for the original owner a long time ago.

Edit a message and send it.

In a high-end community in city B

A beautiful woman is grinding coffee in the kitchen to start a new day.

An ordinary red nightgown looks like a finely tailored evening dress on a woman.

"Buzz-"

The phone vibrated on the table without listening.

The woman fiddled with her bright red nails and walked over, looking at her beautiful eyes.

Rare visitor?

Jenny has a deep affection for Rong Mo. She is a person who looks at the workplace with a vicious eye.

Having styled countless celebrities and socialites, Rong Mo’s background is definitely one of the best.

As a top stylist, it would be a waste for her to see a beautiful woman not dressed up.

So she often encourages Rong Mo to accept new things and often gives him some clothing suggestions.

But that kid was not well-educated, always wore mediocre sports suits, overeated and didn't pay attention to body management, and wasted his excellent figure and that outstanding face.

Over time, she stopped looking for Rong Mo, not because she hated Rong Mo, but because she always felt pity when she saw him giving up on himself so much.

Just hate iron but not steel.

What wind blew this young master out today?

Jenny clicked on the message and opened her red lips slightly in surprise.

Oh my god, did she read that right? Rong Mo asked her to choose clothes for herself?

Jenny rubbed her waist. She read it right. She was instantly injected with blood. She drank the coffee in one gulp, dressed herself up and walked out of the house in high heels for half an hour.

Rong Mo counted the time in the living room, and after another half an hour, the security guard called and he asked the security guard to let him go.

A beautiful woman was standing downstairs in his house. Rong Mo took a tablet and looked at who it was.

When he saw the woman, his eyes moved slightly. She was quite beautiful?

Click Unlock and the door will open automatically.

Jenny went straight to the lobby of the villa, and from afar she saw a man half-leaning on the sofa, wearing ordinary pigeon pajamas that looked like silk and satin, as elegant as something out of an ancient painting.

The boy raised his eyes slightly when he heard the movement, and her heart suddenly accelerated.

"Long time no see, Miss Jenny"