am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo stared closely at Xun Ying's flowery head and remained motionless.

Just when Xun Ying felt that he was about to be watched by the other party, he suddenly heard a "bang", and then felt that something was wrong with his head.

He reached out and touched his cheek, but it felt like plastic.

Xun Ying: "..."

Xun Yingyun stood up calmly, walked like a car to the small courtyard where Wang Mo remembered that he had lived for a long time, and looked in the mirror.

Then Wang Mo heard Xun Ying's tragic cry from the main room in the small courtyard.

"You turned me into a radio!"

Xun Ying walked out of the main room with a radio head on his head, finally no longer the demeanor of a handsome gentleman with wet clothes and steady steps.

"Yes, I'm sorry that this store doesn't provide wireless Internet service, but you can listen to the radio, isn't this your favorite?" Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying with a look of revenge, and said.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo, is what I said just now a bit unsightly?"

Under Wang Mo's sticky education, Xun Ying was finally bent a little bit, so Fuzhi asked Wang Mo heartily.

"So you can still be saved." Wang Mo said with a rather gratified expression, but he didn't intend to release the spell he cast immediately. He also planned to consolidate the effect of this blow, and there is another layer...

Wang Mo thought it was so amusing for Xun Ying to hold a radio head on his head.

"Amo, can we..." Xun Ying pointed to his radio head and asked Wang Mo wrinkledly.

"Observe for a while longer." Wang Mo said firmly.

"but……"

"My brain hole, I have the final say." Wang Mo said domineering CEO.

Xun Ying secretly summoned the small reincarnation several times, but all failed. It seemed that what Wang Mo said was true, so he had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the ground with Wang Mo, with his radio head on his head, waiting for the spring to bloom.

"Xun Ying, do you think it's a little emotional for me to squat here and wait for the flowers to bloom?"

After squatting for a while, Wang Mo suddenly asked Xun Ying such a question.

"Yes." Xun Ying nodded.

"But I don't think there is anything wrong with sensibility, and sensibility is very helpful for your career, isn't it?"

"You're pretty good at talking." Wang Mo said with a smile.

He had encountered the stereotype that boys should not be too emotional before, so in comparison, Xun Ying's thinking was very inclusive.

"I think I'm a little too rational."

Just when Wang Mo gave him extra points, Xun Ying continued.

"Maybe it's because my experience is too long." Xun Ying thought for a while and said.

"For most things in the world, I feel that I am used to it, and I am used to it."

"Those things that happen once or twice, ten or twenty times, or even hundreds of times, can cause people's mood swings, but it seems that it is becoming more and more difficult to cause my mood swings." Xun Ying said.

After listening to Xun Ying's words, Wang Mo remembered what one of his colleagues told him before. The colleague said that when he rented a house for the first time, he met a cockroach in the room, and then made a rooster cry. Live too long.I've seen it too many times, and now, I can take off my slippers without expression.

Wang Mo: "..."

I always feel that when I think of this incident, my attitude is not serious enough, Wang Mo thought.

"Amo, what are you thinking?"

Just when Wang Mo was a little guilty, he heard Xun Ying ask him this way.

Wang Mo: "..."

I can't say I'm thinking of cockroaches, Wang Mo thought.

"It's nothing, by the way Xun Ying, then you can be very calm and rational in most of the things you encounter." Wang Mo changed the subject.

"It's like this most of the time." Xun Ying nodded and said.

"When I became an adult, there were only two things that really shocked me."

"One was when I went through my first cicada molt."

"The other thing is to fall in love with you." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

If you can talk, you become a radio, Wang Mo thought.

Isn't this very good at talking? Wang Mo laughed secretly in his heart with a small mouth.

"I understand what you mean, and I will continue to work hard." Wang Mo said sullenly.

He seemed a little embarrassed, so he stood up and sauntered into the main room in the small courtyard, leaving Xun Ying alone next to the little sapling.

Xun Ying looked down at the young sapling, and it seemed to be thriving now.

Alas, I don't know how long this thing will last, Xun Ying thought to himself.

Of course I like Amo, but I feel that sitting here is a bit boring, so there should be no conflict, right? Xun Ying thought with a guilty conscience.

But he immediately thought of some boyfriends who went shopping with their girlfriends and sat on the sofa outside the dressing room, bored.

Well, there should be no conflict, Xun Ying should find it for himself.

So he looked around to see if there was no one around, and secretly turned on the knob of the radio on his head.

Then he heard the sound of the sea.