am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

"Thank you." Wang Mo said expressionlessly.

"You're welcome, my lord, if you have something to say, you can talk." The younger brother said with a very honest smile.

Wang Mo: "..."

Because the brother who let him eat soft food smiled so honestly that Wang Mo couldn't bear to have an attack, so he had to temporarily hold back the position of a little boy.

What made him even more sad was that his face was not very white due to sunburn, which was far worse than Xun Ying's fairness.

Wang Mo: "..."

Although in the warm ocean climate, my heart is already half cold, Wang Mo thought sadly.

After Wang Mo came out of his brain hole, it was almost time to sleep.

Wang Mo went downstairs to say goodnight to Xun Ying and the others, which was a habit he had developed all along.

As a result, when he was halfway there, he saw Xun Ying walking up the stairs, as if he wanted to visit him.

"Is there something wrong?" Wang Mo said.

"Amo, I want to invite you to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning, do you want to go?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo.

"Yes." Wang Mo nodded without thinking.

It's a pity that he came to the beach and went back without seeing the sunrise once.

So Xun Ying nodded and did not continue to go up the stairs.

"Then you may have to get up earlier tomorrow, and go to bed earlier tonight." Xun Ying suggested to Wang Mo.

"Okay, I'll write it down." Wang Mo nodded, and after saying good night to the old cat who was watching secretly at the corner of the stairs, Wang Mo went back to the room without going downstairs.

After Wang Mo returned to the room, after washing, he lay down early.

However, the sky failed as people wished and never fell asleep.

He thought about eating soft food for a long time, but he always felt that it would not work.

Wang Mo doesn't mean that he cares about the reputation of a little boy, but he always feels that if two people want to go on forever, lovers must at least need each other.

If Xun Ying can still live well after leaving him, then what kind of meaning does his existence have in the other party's life?

Wang Mo has no parents since he was a child, and he has very low expectations for other people. He always feels that they are not my parents, so what is their obligation to protect me, take care of me and teach me many things?

Just because he had this idea since he was a child, Wang Mo is not used to accepting that kind of unexplainable kindness.

Wang Mo felt that if he had been pampered or even doted on since he was a child, he might take the unexplainable kindness of others as a matter of course.

But even though he now believes that Xun Ying really likes him, subconsciously, that kind of duckweed-like mentality always pops up from time to time, which makes him a little sensitive.

Wang Mo couldn't fall asleep even more when he thought about it a little bit. This night, he tossed and turned the pancakes on the bed. When he really couldn't sleep, Wang Mo secretly picked up his mobile phone.

Wang Mo: "..."

Once I pick it up, I shouldn't really be able to fall asleep, but...

Like many "cultivators of immortality", Wang Mo finally opened Pandora's box after experiencing intense ideological struggle.

He actually wanted to see if anyone else had anything to say about the post that his brothers had posted for him.

Opened the forum to see, there really is.

Later, many people replied with words like "I can't support it" and "As long as there is a peanut", but some people replied from different angles.

"In this case, impulsive marriage may be a little inappropriate, but if you are comfortable with it for a period of time, you can actually consider being together. After all, apart from external conditions, there is such a thing as true love. ah."

Wang Mo looked a little excited, and continued to scroll down. It turned out that his brothers were also reading the post in real time, and they were still replying to the person just now as the host.

"True love is hard to touch, and I don't know what is true love," said the brothers.

"Just ignore all the external things in the place, examine this person alone, and see how you feel about this person, then you can know." The other party gave a suggestion.

Remove all externals and look directly at the other person.

Wang Mo repeated this sentence and remembered it in his heart. At the same time, he was really sleepy.

So he turned off his phone, closed his eyes, and fell asleep really quickly.

Wang Mo dreamed of Xun Ying, and he lost all appearance.

Wang Mo: "..."

Is there some irreconcilable deviation in my understanding of this sentence? Wang Mo looked at Xun Ying in front of him and cried out in his heart.

Wang Mobi was woken up by his own rooster crowing, and looked at the clock, it was three o'clock in the morning.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo rushed into the bathroom with his underwear in his arms.

After washing the clothes, Wang Mo looked at the hotel's dryer with some hesitation.

Logically, he understands that such a high-end hotel will be disinfected by all household appliances according to the standard before new guests check in, but psychologically, Wang Mo still has a bit of a hard time, and would rather hand wash and dry.

Then here comes the problem, after taking a shower before going to bed, Wang Mo has already washed his previous underwear by hand, but he hasn’t done it for an hour or two now, and what he has with him is only two personal items. Because it was never used, it was put in the big luggage downstairs. Now it seems a bit strange to go downstairs to rummage through the box to find the big flower pants.

Wang Mo: "..."

Anyway, the quilt was brought from home, so it should be fine.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo ran back to the room from the bathroom, and got into the bed directly.

Go to sleep now, wake up early tomorrow, and it will definitely be dry in a while, get up and wear it, there is no problem at all, Wang Mo said it several times in his heart, feeling that his biological clock has always been comparable to standard time, As a former social animal, he would never go wrong, so he fell asleep very peacefully.

As a result, after such a toss, he overslept.

Time flickered to noon the next day.

"Little brother, little brother."

Wang Mo slept like a grilled chicken, and in a trance, he heard the voice of the old cat.

"Wake up, the sun is drying your ass."

"Well, it's okay, I'll sleep for a while." Wang Mo hesitated.

"Amo, get up, the cat said it literally." Xun Ying's voice came from Wang Mo's ear.