Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

Su Miao almost ran away

The wet uniform was cold against his body, but his bleak back was ten times cooler than cold water.

He just wants to go home now and hide in a place where no one is

Su Miao covered his face and kept running. The sight of him along the way made him want to escape from Hurd forever.

The cannon fodder system couldn't help but want to comfort the host who was still crying with his face covered.

[Host, stop crying. Clean your body quickly or you will catch a cold.]

[You know, this is the plot, we have to go]

Finally, they arrived at a remote garden where no one was, and Su Miao put down his hands. To the surprise of the cannon fodder system, Su Miao did not cry at all!

[Host, you are pretending! ]

Su Miao shrugged nonchalantly

"Yeah, why am I crying? Haven't you seen Liux Garden with this little trick?"

"On a hot day, splashing water can't really cool you down. It's pretty cool."

Cannon Fodder System Lost Voice

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[Why! Host, aren't you sad? ! ]

[According to the normal plot, if you were the protagonist, you would be heartbroken and decide not to talk to Sheng Yan anymore! ]

Su Miao wiped the water off his head

"How can you be angrier than me? I'm not the main character. We cannon fodders should stop adding drama to ourselves."

The cannon fodder system was speechless for a moment

That's true, but the host looked so pitiful just now... It almost imagined the host's painful expression and almost cried for the host...

The host didn't cry at all?! And his emotions were very stable!

Humans are so hard to understand!

The cannon fodder system has awe for the host

Damn it, it seems like it really picked up some amazing host!

"Adapt to the plot in advance"

Su Miao sneezed nonchalantly.

The cannon fodder system was startled again

After all, the host's physical fitness is too poor. Usually, the host's physical score is between 5-10, but Su Miao's physical score is only 3.

To use the words I learned recently, it means that a delicate body is easy to be pushed down...

Su Miao continued to run forward

Hyperventilation caused severe pain in his lungs.

But only in this way can he forget Sheng Yan's expression that was imprinted in his mind and floated from time to time.

Indifferent, bad, disdainful

It turns out that this is how he sees himself, and this is how he sees himself

The piano sound slowly flowed out from the speakers everywhere. It turned out that today was the time for Hurd's short vacation.

With so many things happening, he had forgotten that this was the vacation he had been longing for.

Su Miao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could hide back home.

When he returns to school in two weeks, there will be new things happening in school, and his little thing will probably be distracted.

He pursed his lips and ran out of the campus

The wind was a bit strong today. Su Miao's tears blurred his eyes. When he lowered his head to wipe his tears, he bumped into a warm body while still running.

With a "bang", Su Miao was knocked backwards by the force.

He subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him

Only the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard, but Su Miao did not feel any pain.

He raised his head vaguely and tried to stand up in a panic.

"Sorry! I bumped into you by accident."

He didn't know where he pressed the stone, and he cried out in pain and fell into the arms of the person below him.

"Yes, sorry!"

The person pressed down by Su Miao was extremely stiff, and the familiar high-grade musk smell made Su Miao's mind go blank.

The next second he heard the person underneath him speaking word by word, as if the sound was squeezed out from his chest.

"Su, Miao!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Miao was so scared that he almost jumped out.

Su Miao, whose eyes were blurry, finally saw clearly who he had bumped into.

Then he saw Si Heyu, whose face was frozen and suppressing his anger.

Su Miao: …

Is it too late to say I'm blind now?

It's probably too late.

Because Si Heyu's noble and cold face has begun to turn colorful

Su Miao: …

I think I'm going to die.

The veins on Si Heyu's forehead were throbbing

He endured it...until he couldn't endure it anymore!

"Can I come down now?"

Su Miao was so frightened by his terrifying tone that she put her hands on the ground.

He sat on Si Heyu's leg, three inches below his navel.

Su Miao: …

He lowered his head and raised it again, looking at Si Heyu's dark eyes that were about to spit fire, and immediately slid aside.

Su Miao spoke carefully

"President, I said this was also accidental, do you believe it?"

Si Heyu stared at Su Miao coldly, letting Su Miao know that it seemed that he had no faith.

He secretly curled his lips. In Si Heyu's mind, he was already a fickle person. Now he didn't know how he was demonized.

Su Miao tried to defend himself

"I was so careless. If I had known it was you, the president, I would never have bumped into you."

Then he felt Si Heyu's sharper gaze.

If looks could kill, Su Miao would have been cut into pieces by now...

Su Miao shut up silently. Although he didn't mean to dislike Si Heyu, it did sound a bit disdainful when he said it.

Si Heyu's mouth was very tight

He stared at Su Miao's soaking wet body, his eyes like sharp knives, glancing at the places on his body that were stained with water with an unpleasant expression.

Su Miao scratched his face and wanted to pull Si Heyu up, but seeing that his hand was still dripping with water, he silently put it back.

Si Heyu, who was meticulous in his conduct, was now half lying on the ground. He turned his face away, as if he hated Su Miao to the extreme.

Su Miao felt the air pressure on him getting lower and lower, so she gently touched Si Heyu's hand.

"President, let me pull you up."

The cool and soft touch made Si Heyu quickly withdraw his hand.

Noticing the hurt that flashed across Su Miao's eyes, Si Heyu just pursed his lips tighter, and his expression became a little uglier.

Si Heyu sat up and tidied up her wrinkled clothes.

Su Miao sat on the ground and looked at Si Heyu's always neat white shirt, which he had just pulled into a ball, like a ball of pickles.

He was afraid that the water on his body would drip onto Si Heyu again, so he moved his butt to the side.

Si Heyu's glare flew over again, making Su Miao's neck shrink.

He lowered his head, waiting for Si Heyu's judgment. He would probably be asked to clean the place for another week.

Su Miao puffed up his face slightly, looking unconvinced.

My face still hurts from the collision, and the clothes still stick to my body, making the wind even colder.

The person he bumped into was the most strict and mysophobic Si Heyu

Several emotions mixed together, and warm tears welled up in Su Miao's eyes again.

Feeling Si Heyu's cold gaze, Su Miao casually wiped it with the back of his hand and turned his head to the other side.

Si Heyu stood up and walked in front of him

Su Miao closed his eyes and prepared to accept Si Heyu's judgment

The expected pain did not come

He quietly opened one eye and saw a clean handkerchief embroidered with Baizhou's unique rose on Si Heyu's slender and noble hand.

Si Heyu's proud face was still as emotionless as ever, as if the action of handing Su Miao the handkerchief was not done by him.

“So embarrassed again”

Su Miao felt that he was laughing at her, and with tears in her eyes, she glared at Si Heyu angrily.

Si Heyu was not angry, he just pulled the corner of his mouth for the first time, but it really didn't look like a smile.

"Take it"

"You only accept Song Yunjian's and not mine?"