My nemesis clings to me every day

On the day of going to Longyanxing, Rong Yu deliberately didn't bring the sticky candies.

He is going to secretly suck fur balls, but this little guy can't let him find out, otherwise he will have to quarrel with him.

Out of guilty conscience, Rong Yu prepared plenty of sweet water for it, propped up the little thing until it hiccupped, and patted its stomach with its small tentacles, signaling that it could back down.

After getting on the mech, Rong Yu's mind was filled with the upcoming Ji Li...and the fluffy ball.

As a result, as soon as Ji Li entered the mecha preparation room, he saw Rong Yu sitting on the shoulder of his dusty mecha, waving at him from afar.

"Ji Li," Rong Yu said with a smile, "come quickly."

The preparation room was empty, but there were countless mechas parked around, each of which was wrapped with a pair of fiery gossip eyes and an optical brain that constantly sent messages.

Ji Li has no expression on his face, knowing that this day is over, and he doesn't know how many ridiculous words will be uttered.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit of unhappiness.

Rong Yu is not short, but sitting on the cold and hard metal head and shoulders, he looks fresh and flexible.

His uniform was always open, half of his shirt was running outside his trousers, and his trouser legs were also rolled up indiscriminately, revealing a small white and thin ankle, hanging in the air and dangling once and for all.

When Ji Li walked in front of him, Rong Yu patted the mecha under his buttocks: "Brother, how can I teach you?"

The big gray man bent down, knelt down on one knee, and stretched out his hand to Ji Li.

Like a pious knight, motioning for Ji Li to step on his palm.

The only incongruous thing is that there is a grinning bad boy sitting on the shoulder of the knight.

"You usually get into mechs like this?" Ji Li seemed to dislike this flamboyant and silly design.

"No," Rong Yu smiled, "It's specially designed for you."

What a fit for him.

Ji Li didn't speak, and stood silently in the palm of the mech.

The mech raised its hand to the position of the cockpit, as if performing a transformed knight salute.

——If the mecha is a human being, it is where the heart is.

Ji Li was disturbed by this inexplicable thought, and couldn't help thinking wildly.

Rong Yu nimbly jumped off the shoulders of the mecha, and followed into the cockpit.

Immediately afterwards, a hungry tiger pounced on food, and he couldn't stand still, so he pushed Ji Li on the seat first.

Rong Yu's voice was eager and hoarse.

He said, "Where's the furball?"

Ji Li: "..."

A ball of white balls came out of Ji Li's neckline, looked at him obediently and curiously, and jumped: "Jiujiu?"

Rong Yu picked up the fur ball and rolled it aside.

Ji Li narrowed his eyes, the air pressure dropped several degrees.

There is an urge to drag Rong Yu back.

Wait until he gets annoyed.

Rong Yu turned his head again, his eyes sparkling, and offered him a treasure with his fur ball in his arms: "Have you rubbed it?"

"I'm not interested." Ji Li said calmly.

"Ji Li," Rong Yu tugged at his sleeve again, like a child who urgently needs to share, "Knead it and give it a try!"

Ji Li reached out his hand and rubbed it reluctantly.

...that's okay.

I couldn't help but came again.

Mao Maoqiu has different attitudes towards Rong Yu and Ji Li. When Rong Yu rubs her, she jumps up and down and trembles reluctantly, but towards Ji Li, she is much more obedient.

Rong Yu didn't seem to care either, he has always been unpopular with small animals, and every time he rubs these small animals, it's as if he wants the domineering president to force love.

That's why I'm extremely envious of Ji Li, who are attracted to pets.

"Isn't it comfortable to knead?" Rong Yu smiled and kneaded the furball, and the furball called out "chirp" in his hand, thumping and wanting to return to Ji Li's side, but was caught by a pair of ruthless iron hands go back.

He rubbed his face again.

"Yeah." Ji Li slightly turned his head away.

The man's chestnut shattered hair looked much easier to rub than a furball.

Unexpectedly, I heard the teacher's voice in the communication: "Now roll call, students get ready, start the mecha, we have half an hour to go..."

Rong Yu stuffed the fluffy ball into Ji Li's arms: "It's time, I'll activate the mech, you can hug me for a while."

Ji Li reluctantly held down the bouncing fur ball with both hands.

Then he was caught off guard, and his hair was messed up by a pair of hands.

Obviously, Rong Yu acted first.

"Thank you." Rong Yu's voice in his ear, with a little smile, "It's so cute."

The young master was caught off guard and froze, from ear to heart, turned his head away, not daring to look at him again, hugged the fur ball even tighter, so frightened that the little fur ball called out "Jiu Jiu".

Rong Yu blinked, the low air pressure just now disappeared instantly.

So Ji Li doesn't like being ignored?

Rong Yu seemed to have discovered a big secret, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, even responding to the teacher's roll call with a hint of complacency: "I'm here. Ji Li? Well, it's here too."

As soon as his voice came out, Ji Li received a message from An Yilie: 【...Are you okay? 】

[No, nothing happened, right? 】

Ji Li quickly deleted the message.

The cockpit of the mech itself was designed for single-player combat, leaving almost only one driver's seat, but Rong Yu slightly modified the cockpit, leaving two seats side by side.

This actually surprised Ji Li a little.

"Is my modification okay?" Rong Yu said with a little smile, "Actually, Yang Xizhou gave me an idea. He asked me to open the armor and hold you with my hand."

Thinking about the way Ji Li was being carried around by the mech's hand, he somehow felt a little cute.

Ji Li secretly made a note for Yang Xizhou, rubbed his furball with downcast eyes, "You know how to change the mecha?"

"Can this be called modification?" Rong Yu's eyes sparkled, "Xiao Huihui's entire mecha was saved by myself."

"..." Ji Li's top student's mind froze for a moment, "Little Huihui?"

The built-in AI system of the mecha replied calmly: "It's right here."

It is true that the mechs are all named after their owners.

But no one expected that Rong Yu called his mecha Xiao Hui Hui.

Just like Gummy Candy didn't expect to be called Gummy Candy at the beginning.

My cousin also gave Rong Yu a copy of "The Art of Naming" before school started, which was obviously left in the dust by this guy.

Rong Yu still remembered Ji Li's majestic Poseidon mecha: "What's your mecha called?"

Ji Li replied: "It was named by the manufacturer, Poseidon K09."

Rong Yu: "Didn't you name him alone? He will be very wronged."

Ji Li: ...

He felt that Rong Yu's mecha was far more wronged than his own.

"And Poseidon is so ordinary," Rong Yu said on behalf of his mecha, "it might as well be called Ariel."

Ji Li was a little confused: "Why Ariel?"

Rong Yu stared at the screen as if nothing had happened: "Because it's a princess."

It was like there was no answer.

Only Rong Yu knew that he remembered the mermaid castle he bought for Gummy Candy.

Not only is it suitable for sticky candy, but it also seems to match Ji Li.

If Ji Li could be shrunk down and raised in the castle...

Rong Yu seemed to realize that his fantasy was a little too exaggerated, and when Ji Li didn't continue to ask, Rong Yu quickly changed the subject: "It's a fairy tale from Blue Star's old calendar, have you heard of it?"

I have read it.

He's not even that childless.

"No." Ji Li lied again.

Rong Yu pressed the screen: "Xiao Huihui, tell him."

So the mecha AI began to retell: "The following is for you to play, "The Daughter of the Sea", written in 1837 in the blue star calendar, the author is named Andersen..."

Ji Li pursed his lips, and silently glanced at Rong Yu.

Rong Yu blinked and added: "You can't tell a story while driving a mech."

Ji Li turned his head away, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Who asked you to talk?"

Rong Yu couldn't help laughing, and secretly raised the corners of his mouth.

...you.