am i a devil

Xun Yingwu sighed that the destiny cannot be violated, and Wang Mo watched from the side, always feeling that he was singing their praises and tears of love in his heart.

You also said that you are not thinking about me, your expression of thinking about me is almost hitting the sky, Wang Mo thought with a little self-consciousness in his heart.

Of course, there was nothing wrong with what he was thinking, Xun Ying was indeed thinking about him, but it was a bit different from what he had imagined.

So Wang Mo decided to wait a while to repay Xun Ying's infatuation, but now, he still has a little finishing work to do.

"Artificial mental retardation."

"Little is here!"

"You help me simulate what these dirty things look like when they are active." Wang Mo said.

"Good lord, your lord is wise! Are you going to use a blindfold?" The artificial mentally handicapped looked at Wang Mo with infinite admiration, and asked.

"Ordinary deceptive methods may not be able to deceive him." Wang Mo pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said.

"You just need to give me the data and pictures, and I'll do the rest," Wang Mo said.

After the artificial mental retardation did so, he saw Wang Mo staring at the back of his hand, the skin that had been touched by dirty things.

After a while, under the scanning of the bald-headed artificial mentally retarded titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, the remnants of the dirty things on the skin returned to the state when they were not slowly poisoned to death by Wang Mo.

The bald artificial mentally handicapped couldn't believe his eyes. He reached out and rubbed his eyes in surprise, and then found that his eyes were still scanning, and finally scanned himself in.

After scanning, he found that under the same conditions, his aura value was diluted by countless times compared to Wang Mo's, and it was almost like a cow and a dime.

Bald artificial mentally handicapped: "..."

An employee who does not want to be a boss is not a good bald head. This sentence is unlikely to be realized here, and the artificial mentally retarded thought with some regret.

"No, my lord, how did you manage to make them full of vitality?" After the artificial mentally retarded finished complaining about himself, he immediately adjusted his mentality and devoted himself to his new work, asking Wang Mo for advice.

"Using his own way, he should treat his own body." Wang Mo said.

"Didn't he want to devour me with a part of himself? From a microscopic level, I replaced the dirty things in these small units with my aura value, filling the surface and making them look alive." Wang Mo said.

Xun Ying: "..."

Bald artificial mentally handicapped: "..."

This son must not be an enemy to him, at this moment, such whispers emerged in the hearts of both of them.

"It's almost too busy, it's getting late, I'm hungry, let's go back?" Wang Mo said after strategizing, like a young man after moving bricks, he took La Xunying's hand and said.

"Well, then I'll go back and cook for you." Xun Ying nodded, and pulled the squid-like Wang Mo out of his imaginary universe.

-

When the two returned to the bedroom building, Xun Ying was about to start cooking.

"Amo, what do you want to eat? Do you want to eat something that can be eaten quickly?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo as he walked into the kitchen.

"It's all right, let's get some appetizers and eat something cool."

Wang Mo, who had been soaking in hot water for too long, said so.

"Okay, then I'll just watch." Xun Ying nodded.

"Is seafood rice okay?"

After Xun Ying searched the refrigerator, he asked Wang Mo for advice.

"Well, this is good, very refreshing, but you need to put more seafood." Wang Mo was quite greedy, and made a clear request to Xun Ying.

"Okay, don't worry, it's guaranteed to be the kind that makes you basically invisible." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo quite believed that Xun Ying had this ability. After all, he was the ultimate player who could pour a whole pot of Buddha Jumping Wall into a bowl of Yangchun noodles with wide soup and narrow noodles.

Sure enough, after a while, a strong aroma came from the kitchen.

Wang Mo had been busy all day today, and soaked in the water for a long time. He was really hungry at the moment, so he rolled his head on the dining table a few times.

"coming."

Just when Wang Mo's stomach was growling, Xun Ying's seafood rice was served on their table in good time.

Wang Mo: "..."

"What..." Wang Mo asked Xun Yingdao in shock.

"Seafood and rice." Xun Ying said.

"Minister, this is fishing for rice from the sea." Wang Mo corrected Xun Ying's statement.

He looked down at the limited vessel in front of him, which was smaller than the bathtub, and couldn't name it at all.

"Is this also inherited from the ancestors?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying, looking at the material and pattern of this object, which is called a dinner plate for the time being.

"No, I passed it on." Xun Ying corrected Wang Mo's statement.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Okay." Wang Mo nodded in admitting defeat, agreeing with Xun Ying's statement.

"There aren't any giant marine creatures here that can trigger human deep-sea phobia, right?"

Before setting down his chopsticks, Wang Mo asked Xun Yingdao very cautiously.

Xun Ying: "..."

"No, please rest assured to eat." Xun Ying showed a plastic smile with a strong sense of service, and urged Wang Mo to eat quickly.

So Wang Mo bit the bullet and lowered the chopsticks, and then half of the king crab was picked up with one chopstick.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo buried his head in eating.

While eating, he never forgot Xun Ying.

"Xun Ying, why don't you eat it?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying while eating abalones one by one.

"I made up a little while I was waiting for you to take a bath, and I'm not hungry now." Xun Ying said.

He used to cook when Wang Mo came out of the shower, but he needed to heat it up after a long time. Wang Mo said he wanted to eat something refreshing, so Xun Ying made a new meal, and then he planned to wait until he was hungry. Time to eat the previous meal again.

"Okay, but I feel sorry for you watching me eat like this." Wang Mo said with a mouthful of coconut snails.

Xun Ying: "..."

In fact, I didn't see that you were feeling sorry, Xun Ying whispered something in his heart, then thought about it, stood up and walked into the kitchen again.

"Then I'll accompany you to have some side dishes and a glass of beer." Xun Ying said in the kitchen.

"Okay, bring me a can too." Wang Mo said.

He felt that such a small day was very happy, and no one wanted to disturb his perfect life.

After a while, Xun came out with two cans of beer and two glass cups on a tray, and put one in front of Wang Mo.

There is still condensation on the beer can. Although it is a metal can, it is reminiscent of the lively bubbles inside before it is opened.

"Amo, you drink first, I'll prepare some appetizers." After Xun Ying finished speaking, he returned to the kitchen.

Wang Mo opened a can of beer by himself, and drank it directly without using a cup because he thought it was troublesome.

When he was drinking happily, he saw Xun Ying came out of the kitchen with another plate.

When Xun Ying put the tray on the table, Wang Mo couldn't control his mouth, and spit out the beer in one gulp.

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo, are you okay?" Xun Ying quickly took the napkin folded into a swan on the table, and wiped Wang Mo's palm-sized face full of beer foam.

Wang Mo shook his hair, shook his head, and then looked at the crumpled charcoal-grilled squid in the tray that Xun Ying took out, and in a moment of trance, there was a kind of The urge to injure its own species.

Wang Mo: "..."

"Did you suddenly want to eat this appetizer after seeing my appearance today?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying expressionlessly.

"Yes." Xun Ying also answered his question very purely and without affectation.

Wang Mo: "..."

Wang Mo had no choice but to look at Xun Ying happily eating squid there, so he had no choice but to stretch out his chopsticks into the big bowl of seafood rice with a blank expression, and then he realized that this Once, I caught a big lobster by myself.

Wang Mo: "..."

In the whole meal, Wang Mo basically didn't eat a few grains of rice, but in front of his tableware, there was already a mountain of shells of various seafood.

"Did you really put rice in it?" Wang Mo stirred the pot of delicious and rich soup with a spoon again for a while, and then asked Xun Ying.

"If you put a bowl of rice, you should eat it up in a few spoonfuls," Xun Ying said.

"Okay." Wang Mo nodded, and decided not to fish for the time being. He has been fishing for a long time, and his arms are sore.

"However, this pot of soup must be kept. I can use it for bibimbap in the next week." Wang Mo continued to plan carefully.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Okay, I'll keep it for you." Xun Ying shook his head and smiled.

After the meal, Wang Mo and Xun Ying cleaned up the messy leftovers.

When he cleaned up the plate of squid, Wang Mo couldn't help but sigh in sympathy.

-

After the two returned to the bedroom and lay down, Wang Mo closed his eyes and opened them again after a while.

"Can't sleep?" Xun Ying asked Wang Mo who was rolling around in the dark night.

"Well, Xun Ying, help me take a look, have the wrinkles on my face faded?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying for the 860th time, pointing to his own cheek.

Xun Ying: "..."

"It disappeared a long time ago." Xun Ying said with a smile.

"Didn't I tell you before going to bed, and you've looked in the mirror too."

Xun Ying reached out and touched Wang Mo's cheek, which seemed to him astonishing.

"Oh." Wang Mo nodded and got into bed.

"Amo, you can be more confident about your face. Even if you are not in good shape one day, you still have to believe that you are handsome." Xun Yingyu said earnestly.

"That's right, celebrities need to be so confident." Wang Mo said reassuringly.

"You're quite confident." Wang Mo thought of Xun Ying's overwhelmingly glamorous manuscript, so he sighed with admiration.

"Of course." Xun Ying smiled lightly.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the self-awareness of some middle-aged wealthy old men that can contain the universe?" Xun Ying said vigorously.

Wang Mo: "..."

"But...you are not middle-aged, are you?" Wang Mo thought for a while, and then said tentatively.