My nemesis clings to me every day

Rong Yu's illness came and went even faster. He went to the medical building and jumped up and down, carrying his little ancestor to buy sweet water everywhere.From pineapple soda to orange bubbles to Baixing's specialty sand juice, the little guy's belly was round and hiccupped, and even Rong Yu's satchel was much heavier.

Rong Yu stared at the little guy who drank himself from sticky candy to fruit jelly, and couldn't help poking and poking again and again.

He vaguely remembered that the little guy must have froze himself to cool him down. After seeing the tragedy of the scene, he probably rummaged through boxes and cabinets to pour water for him and found medicine.

... Is this little guy so smart? !

If you even know medicine... are you always pretending to be stupid?

Rong Yu stared suspiciously at the sticky candy, pinching the little guy again and again: "Did you find the medicine? Why did you hit me in the morning?"

Gummy candy screamed "Guji Guji" when it was pinched, and the little tentacles slapped him wildly.

Rong Yu knew how to deal with it, the mental power of her fingertips was gathered, and she swayed and swayed in front of it.

When the little guy pounced on him, he withdrew his mental power again.

Gummy Candy hugged his fingertips aggrievedly, rubbing left and right to paste, but he couldn't find the mental energy to be warm and delicious, and Rong Yu was amused by his silly appearance.

"Be honest," Rong Yu raised the sticky candy and looked at him with narrowed eyes, "Are you some alien monster?"

Gummy Candy wriggled arrogantly, not knowing what kind of madness his idiot master had gone into. He hugged him with his fingertips and kissed him, flattering him with "guji guji".

Rong Yu's fingertips finally appeared a little bit of light.

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

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

He stared at the little tentacles that were clinging to their mental power, as if they were drunk, and there were circles and circles of ripples in his eyes.

He will keep it.

During this day's tactical practice, Ji Li was particularly difficult to mess with.

His degree of crushing in the tactical direction is equal to that of Rong Yu in the mecha.

It's just that he is not as aggressive as Rong Yu, he doesn't talk coquettishly, and he doesn't show off his power.

Only this time, Ji Li's state was abnormal, and he was crushed like a dead man, and he wanted to give the opponent a sigh of relief. After getting tired of playing, he slowly swallowed the opponent's last starship.

From tactics to spirit, all-round crushing.

Like a haughty beast enraged.

Tuliu's opponent looked at the panel and wanted to cry, so he simply withdrew and begged for mercy: "Ji Shen save face, I learned from Rong Yu badly."

It's okay not to say, but when Rong Yu was mentioned, Ji Li's eyes became colder, and he cleared the panel: "Are you coming again?"

"I won't come, I won't come, this is too cruel." The opponent was shocked and left in a daze, "I want a psychological shadow."

From this it can be seen that the male god was entangled by Rong Yu, and he had to go to Xingwang to ask about it when he went back.

No one dared to come over to practice against him.

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

It was An Yilie who came over cautiously: "In a bad mood?"

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

Ji Li stared at the badge in his hand, was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you have sleepwalking mentally?"

An Yilie is a healing type. He is quite interested in the knowledge of spiritual power. He still has a little understanding of Ji Li's spiritual body: "Your mental body sleepwalked?"

"I don't know." Ji Li thought about his dream repeatedly, always feeling that it was too real.

Especially the last one...

that kiss.

It was like being kissed for real.

Rong Yu's lips were moist and soft.

the sound also...

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, and I was still wandering outside."

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

Ji Li asked him back, "Really?"

He didn't want to say more, and the description was extremely brief, hiding the cause and effect, names and people, and he didn't even say that he helped find medicine, let alone kiss and hug.

An Yilie thought carefully: "Your mental body has been in a state of turmoil, if you go out in your dream, maybe."

"But I still think it's more like a dream. After all, if the spirit body really went to someone else's room, the other person would protest, right? Why can't you recognize you?"

Ji Li didn't speak.

Andy was right.

Rong Yu has never been so intimate with him, let alone kiss his spiritual body proactively.

If it really wasn't a dream... then it definitely wasn't done to his mental body.

This made Ji Li look even more irritable, the shadows on the ground were swaying wildly, making An Yilie's heart skip a beat.

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

"The missing part may have disappeared."

Even if the spirit body can exist outside the body, it will disappear after a long time due to lack of supply.

And Ji Li should be able to sense it too.

No one has ever thought that the mental experience of running away from home will be fed water to feed the mental strength, so that it will be round and fat, and the body will not even be able to sense it.

"Your mental energy is chaotic now, and it's inconvenient to do anything. You'd better have a good rest, and you'll be fine after a while." An Yilie advised him.

Ji Li gave an annoyed "hmm", and when he raised his head, he was facing a familiar figure.

It was the one who 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 glanced away, then moved away quickly.

Instead, students from all directions cast their gazes over.

It was clearly a look in the eyes of watching the excitement, but he missed eating popcorn and yelling "fight".

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

An Yilie subconsciously separated him from Ji Li.

But was put on Rong Yu's shoulders, Di Liu Liu pushed aside, and introduced himself to him kindly: "Hello, I am the new servant of the young master."

An Yilie's head was confused: The young master refers to Ji Li?When did he have a follower?

If he remembers correctly, Ji Li has never had a follower, let alone a fan. Those who have other plans always come to him like bees see honey. With Ji Li's indifference, he will not drive them away violently, but Never bothered with them.

The one in front of me...

An Yilie just opened his mouth.

But suddenly saw.

The shadow of Ji Li baring his teeth and claws was falling at his feet, as if a huge grimace had been conjured up, reminding him threateningly: shut up.

An Yilie:? ? ?

Well, timekeepers shut up.

"I was tired yesterday and went to bed early." Rong Yu sat directly next to Ji Li, thinking that Ji Li was annoyed that she didn't reply to his message, "I didn't see the message from the light brain."

Ji Li glanced at him and said "hmm".

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

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

Ji Li nodded expressionlessly.

"Then what," Rong Yu scratched her hair and coughed, "Yesterday... I'm sorry to trouble you."

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

To be exact, the focus of his eyes was on Rong Yu's lips.

"I'm pretty heavy, aren't I?" Rong Yu said again, "You can still move me on your back."

Ji Li's eyes fell back again.

The shadow on the ground has already started to become manic.

yesterday?back?An Yilie felt that he heard a shocking gossip, his eyes flicked back and forth between Rong Yu and Ji Li, and he couldn't guess what happened.

Rong Yu finally couldn't find a topic.

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

...Is it all right to thank you?

Ji Li's eyes drifted subconsciously to Rong Yu's lips.

It was all the more irritating to think of his very different accent.

An Yilie finally had a chance to interject, and cautiously said: "Ji Li doesn't eat sweets."

Rong Yu hesitated for a moment.

He always felt that Ji Li should like it.

And I like the creamy shape, the beautiful little cake sprinkled with icing silver beads and various colored sugar needles.

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

But Ji Li seems really unhappy now.

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

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

He actually wanted to make him happy, after all, that high-ranking, ice-like Ji Li was willing to go back to the dormitory with him sweating all over his back.

The young master is really nice.

An Yilie: "Actually, I..."

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

The shadow on the ground stretched out a tentacle threateningly.

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

"There's no need to waste it."

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

The noble young master eats cakes elegantly, with white fingertips and a silver fork, he sips down the cake in small bites, without any cream sticking to it.

The aura of the whole person became a little happier with the naked eye.

He does seem to have a sweet tooth.

Rong Yu also became happy, propping his chin to look at it, feeling like he was watching Mui Tang drinking sweet water, as if even the cake became delicious.

Involuntarily, he stretched out the fork, drew a small piece of cream from the other side, and stuffed it into his mouth.

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

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

Staring at Rong Yu's lips.

...want to snatch the little cake back.

In the most egregious way.