Conquer the world with the system!

In this way, time was spent between Wen Qiche and Luo Zike, and Mo Zhaoyuan would interrupt occasionally to say a few words, but Wen Qiche was talking more.Luo Zike listened very carefully, and although he would say some things that seemed ignorant and childish to Mo Zhaoyuan, he still tried hard to integrate into the upper class in general.

This kind of life lasted for more than a month, and the relationship between Mo Zhaoyuan and Luo Zike—well, it should be said that Luo Zike’s relationship with Mo Zhaoyuan—has become more and more profound. Ah, of course, Mo Zhaoyuan’s affection for Luo Zike has also deepened to some extent. some.In fact, Mo Zhaoyuan often feels strange, the logic of this world seems to be very simple, is it an illusion?In short, as if nothing happened, Luo Zike was almost unswerving to Mo Zhaoyuan—at least that's how it felt to Mo Zhaoyuan.

As for Wen Qiche, after learning that Wen Qiche fell in love with "Mo Zhaoyuan" because of his arrival, Mo Zhaoyuan more or less didn't know how to face Wen Qiche.How should I put it, although whether it is the original Mo Zhaoyuan or the current Mo Zhaoyuan, in the final analysis it is Mo Zhaoyuan himself, and there will be no entanglement like "the person he loves is the original Mo Zhaoyuan and not me", but Mo Zhaoyuan always felt guilty towards Wen Qiche, because in his opinion, Wen Qiche was originally a good boy who was normal in all aspects, but because of his arrival, he embarked on a road of no return ...

[Ahem, Zhao Yuan, in fact, he just fell in love with you... This is a very normal thing, believe me! (Nodding, serious)]

Well, let's get back to business... Mo Zhaoyuan felt a little sorry for Wen Qiche, so he did a very stupid thing—speed up the rape of Luo Zike.Why do you want to do this?Finish sex as soon as possible, meet the parents as soon as possible and go to Amsterdam to get a marriage certificate... So the ending is reached as soon as possible - Gong Shou lives happily together, so that the plot can be over as soon as possible.Hmm, that's a pretty good idea.But why it is called a "stupid thing", it is because Mo Zhaoyuan did not consider at all the Mrs. Mo he wanted to hook up with - Luo Zike.

As for Luo Zike, he was born in a poor family and lived in poverty since he was a child, so he also developed a good habit of thrift.Because her family was poor, Luo Zike had always been very sensible. She studied hard and studied hard since she was a child. She wanted to go to a good university, get a good diploma and get a good job.All in all, this is a child who knows how to live, a sensible and obedient baby; maybe one day in the future he will become a phoenix boy, but now he must be a poor kid who is used to living a hard life.Ah, that's right, Mo Zhaoyuan wants Luo Zike to become a qualified Mrs. Mo in such a short period of time, we can only say "hehe" to this-it is conceivable that once Luo Zike is squeezed, Luo Zike will definitely Rebound; there is a saying that goes well, if you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence, and Luo Zike exploded.

How about it?Please refer to Shancai who was pushed into a hurry in Boys Over Flowers... well, maybe even more heroic...

"Enough!" Luo Zike, who was learning how to taste wine, finally couldn't help but stood up from the leather sofa, put the goblet in his hand on the coffee table, and looked at Mo Zhaoyuan with red eyes, " I can't accept that drinking a glass of wine costs tens of thousands, and I'm so particular about it. I'm not a rich person like you! In my opinion, it's better to buy something real than to spend money and effort to 'taste' a glass of wine. Something works!"

"Then you have to get used to it and accept it." Wen Qiche's voice was still faint, as if nothing had happened, "This is upper class. Let alone upper class, petty bourgeoisie must understand this."

"Zi Ke..." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Luo Zike with some embarrassment, but there was an unquestionable insistence in his eyes—this is necessary, isn't it?Only in this way can the plot of this world be ended quickly, and going to the next world is, in general, one step closer to returning home. Therefore, for these, it is impossible for him to make any compromises.It doesn't matter if he is selfish, but he is such a person anyway.

"Zhao Yuan!" Luo Zike looked at him firmly, "Do you think so too? Do you want me to learn this?"

"Zi Ke, it's not that I absolutely want you to learn these things, but my parents..." Mo Zhaoyuan felt a little helpless—what's wrong, what's wrong?How did it come to this step and start to make moths?

He was interrupted by Luo Zike before he finished speaking: "Your parents, your parents, your parents don't want me to be with you at all, do they?"

"Well, it's true..." Mo Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment, "It was originally like this, but it wasn't..."

"I agreed later, on the premise that I can be a qualified high-class person, huh?" Luo Zike stared at Mo Zhaoyuan angrily, his big eyes were full of complexities that Mo Zhaoyuan could not understand, "I tell you, Mo Zhaoyuan, I am me, and I, Luo Zike, am a commoner. I am different from you so-called nobles, so-called high-class, so-called rich and handsome. I lived in a big house with a garden; I lived in a small house of 40 square meters with my parents since I was a child, and I had to spend every day for rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea..."

Speaking of this, Luo Zike's voice was a little choked up, and he lowered his head so that Mo Zhaoyuan could not see his expression for a while: "What I think about every day is to study hard, do well in exams, and get good grades... .and then go to a good high school, go to a good college...then...get a good job later on..."

"It's impossible for me to become like you... That's not me at all..." Looking up, Luo Zike's face was already covered with tears, and tears kept rolling down in his big eyes, " I'm different from you... after all, I'm different..."

"Zi Ke..." Seeing Luo Zike like this, Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't bear it, walked to his side, and gently hugged his slightly trembling body.

"Zhaoyuan..." Luo Zike turned around and looked at Mo Zhaoyuan for a long time, her lips trembling, "Do you really love me?"

"...Naturally it is love." Mo Zhaoyuan's heart shuddered, and after a moment of silence, he answered Luo Zike in a deep voice.

"Hey, Obuchi~ It's wrong to lie~ You~root~moto~don't~love~him~yo~"

The voice of the system cn170 was extremely cheerful, no matter how he heard it, Mo Zhaoyuan felt that there was a strong gloating in it.

"Really?" Luo Zike tilted his head, and a pure smile suddenly appeared on his face, which made Mo Zhaoyuan startled.

"Zike, what are you thinking?" Mo Zhaoyuan frowned, suppressed the uneasiness rising in his heart, and tightened his arms around Luo Zike, "Of course I love you! You are arguing with your family, isn't it all for us to be together in the future?"

"Zhaoyuan, you don't love me at all." Luo Zike broke free from Mo Zhaoyuan's arms, "You just never met someone like me, and you're just chasing new things, not love at all."

"Zi Ke!" The uneasiness in Mo Zhaoyuan's heart suddenly magnified, he stepped forward, trying to hold Luo Zike's hand, but was pushed away, "Stop making trouble, okay?"

"I'm not making trouble." Luo Zike's tone became very calm, "I'm not wrong, you are just pursuing rare things, you take it as love, but it's not."

"Zi Ke..." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice felt a little weak for a moment—what are you pursuing rare affairs, what are you talking about?Although I don't love you, the 17-year-old Mo Zhaoyuan before I crossed over really liked you!Well, can you pretend nothing happened?Isn't it good that we live happily together? !It's time to say what you love or not...please...

"I'm sorry." Luo Zike bit her lower lip, turned her head to look at Wen Qiche who hadn't spoken for a long time, "Senior Wen, thank you for your help for so many days, I'll go back first!" bowed his head deeply 90°, then turn and run away.

"Luo Zike!" Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly felt that the world was collapsing, and he was so dizzy that his head hurt.