Chapter 108: Xueba Bamboo Horse VS Sick School Grass (Nineteen Plus Change)
[Host, you're driving the male protagonist crazy again...] The system sat in the black space and watched all this, reconnecting with Mo Kaikai.
[He's not crazy, how can I complete the task?] Just like you said at the time, the male protagonist really likes the original owner, but he has never dared to take that step.
Is it wrong for me to force him to take that step now? Mo Kaikai turned around and walked to the edge of the rooftop, and he looked down at the scenery on campus.
[In the future, try not to arrange the plot of my student days as much as possible, I don't like to be a student.] 】
Mo Kaikai doesn't care if the system can do it, but he believes that the system should still have this right, otherwise it will be a bit too rubbish.
[Don't you humans like love when you were a student the most? How innocent~How pure~]
When the system heard Mo Kaikai's words, the action that was originally preparing to choose the plot of the next world stopped.
If Mo Kaikai said it one step later, the next world he might start from early childhood.
[Pure love is not for me, I like stimulation. Mo Kaikai walked off the rooftop while chatting with the system.
And until the end of school, Mo Kaikai didn't see Yi Yuan, on weekdays, they drove Yi Yuan after school and then went home together, and it became Mo Kaikai to take a taxi back to Yi's house alone.
Mo Kaikai didn't take the initiative to contact Yi Yuan, he understood that he couldn't force it too hard, otherwise it would easily backfire.
But Yi Yuan was very uneasy because he didn't open it after school.
When he returned to the Yi family's villa and saw the shoes in the shoe cabinet, Yi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked to Mo Kai's room and stood outside the door, but his hand that was about to knock on the door stopped.
Yi Yuan hasn't figured out what to say yet, is he going to say... Why didn't you call me home with you?
No... That's embarrassing, isn't it? Yi Yuan put down the hand that was about to knock on the door and returned to his room.
And dinner was just two people barely relying on instant noodles, Mo Kaikai soaked the instant noodles and took them back to his room directly.
Yi Yuan has been covering up, so when he heard the sound of Mo Kaikai opening the room and opening the door, he stood up and lay on the crack of the door to look at Mo Kaikai's room, and he could only see Mo Kaikai walking out and walking into the room, and he couldn't see what he was doing in the living room downstairs.
However, when Mo Kai went back to the room with instant noodles, he was seen by Yi Yuan, and he originally wanted to rush out and grab the instant noodles that were not nutritious in Mo Kaikai's hand.
But thinking of Mo Kaikai's eyes, he retreated again... I don't know why, every time he encounters something that Mo Kaikai does, he can only be helpless.
Yi Yuan waited for Mo Kai to go back to the room, opened his door, went to the kitchen to make a instant noodle, and returned to his room.
For four days in a row, Mo Kaikai and Yi Yuan lived a life of old age and death.
During this period, the Yi family's parents only came back to rest for one night after they were all asleep, and the next day they didn't wake up, and the Yi family's parents left again.
So for the conflict between the two people, the Yi family's parents don't know.
What's more, with Yi Yuan being very concerned about Mo Kaikai's affairs before, the Yi family's parents have nothing to worry about.
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Yi Yuan finally couldn't help but not say a word to Mo Kaikai for four days, and he would watch Mo Kaikai's serious back when he listened to the lecture in class for four days.
But he had never seen Mo Kaikai face him with a straight face......
"You're really not going to talk to me?" Yi Yuan pinched the time, every time after 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Kaikai would sit in the living room and watch TV for a while, Yi Yuan looked at the time and walked out of the door to the living room to look at Mo Kaikai sitting on the sofa and said.