Someone always hinders my strategy

Mo Minglan was a person who kept his promise. The next day, he sent Wan Yao the pet he requested to accompany him, and very generously allowed Wan Yao to bask in the sun in the promenade in front of the temple.

What surprised Wanyi was that this pet was the little fox who had been with him for several lifetimes, and he didn't know how to describe the fate between them.

And the arrival of the little fox also made his tense heart relax a little bit. His current situation and the disappearance of the system really made him a little uncomfortable, and he was always unable to let go, which made him start to miss the first time. The world is like a fish in water.

But thinking about it, this is a difficult mode after all, and it is normal to be in such a situation, but it is his own mentality that is wrong.

But fortunately, by chance, the little fox came to him again, and his sense of alienation from the world has subsided a little, and now he can still sit in the promenade basking in the sun, which is really better than the previous two days Too much.

Wan Yao feels that he has entered the state of retirement in advance, and he doesn't want to take care of any tasks. Anyway, now he doesn't even know the conditions for Mo Minglan to achieve he, and there is nothing to do. Once procrastination occurs, he doesn't think about anything I'm done, I just want to be a salted fish waiting to die.

Thinking of this, Wanjiao suddenly realized something was wrong. The term salted fish didn't seem like a vocabulary that he should have in his known memory, but he could understand and use it. Does this mean that there are more words in his hidden memory? The exciting part?

The frustration of being trapped in a small room for the past two days really made Wanjiao very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that he almost forgot that it was his illusory memory and the temptation of common sense in his instinct that kept him moving forward.

His common sense is too different from the world he sees now, and the memories he has acquired are different from what he knows now. The more he knows, the more he doesn't know, and these are all tempting him to keep moving forward.

The first thing Mo Minglan saw when he came over was his beloved sitting on the promenade, holding the little fox in his left hand and gently smoothing his fur, while resting his cheek in his right hand, thinking. The skin was as transparent as if it was about to disappear.

Unable to control himself, he stepped forward and hugged Wanjiao tightly.

"What's wrong?" Got nervous again?Wan Yan frowned slightly, no, Mo Minglan's hand...was shaking.

"Heh." Mo Minglan chuckled, and the vibration in his chest spread to Wan Yao's back, making Wan Yao feel a little itchy, "It's nothing, I just miss you, you look so pretty."

"I think so too." If he hadn't remembered his appearance in the first life like this, he would have almost thought that this was the appearance created by the system for him to be able to attack the target. After all, he is really good-looking, so he can see him He even suspected that he would not be tempted by others, after all, he had never seen anyone who looked better than him.

"Heh, you're so interesting. It's been a long time since you've been so lively."

Hearing this, Wan Yan's heart tightened, but his body was trying hard to control his muscles. After all, now that Mo Minglan was close to him, he would be found if he froze.

"I've been sleeping groggyly for the past two days, and I can't remember many things clearly, so I don't want to think about them. Many things come according to my own temperament." Wan Yao explained briefly, and he had expected it a long time ago. His own changes will be discovered, but after all, he doesn't know the temperament of outsiders, and he has no way of knowing. Instead of pretending to be someone who doesn't understand at all, it's better to find an excuse to completely follow his own temperament.

"Or... I'm not doing well right now?" Wan Yan resolutely threw the question to Mo Minglan, apart from anything else, at least it would be better for him to obey now.

Sure enough, Mo Minglan nodded in agreement: "It's fine for you to be like this now...I even hope you will be like this forever."

Wan Yan almost couldn't help shaking a bit, what he said, he felt that Mo Minglan would kill himself in the next second!Fortunately, the previous control was useful, and this time Wan Yao also managed to control himself.

"By the way, it's still daylight, why are you here? Are you okay?" Wan Yao decisively changed the subject, and then pulled the huge humanoid animal lying on his body, his body was still weak, The camel can't move such a big one.

"I came here when I wanted to, what can trip me up?" It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with Wan Yao's behavior, and Mo Minglan put himself in his words, but he still seemed to know Wan Yao's physical condition, so he didn't Lie back again.

"Of course nothing can stop you." Wan Yan said in a flat tone. He felt that Mo Minglan was poisonous. What he said was really inconsistent with his previous style of painting, but thinking of his current identity, he felt that it made sense .

"Are you angry?" Mo Minglan raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise.

Wan Yan looked puzzled, he had nothing to be angry about, it was just that he was powerless: "No."

"Although you don't say it, how come I don't know you? How about it, on the fifteenth day of next month, how about I take you out to play after I settle the matter?"

Wan Yan looked at the man in front of him, and suddenly felt that he didn't need to speak anymore, Mo Minglan had already directed and acted by himself!This ability to promote the plot...is simply not too powerful.

"Where are you going?" He didn't admit that he was really bored and wanted to go out.

"Heh." Mo Minglan chuckled, I knew you wanted to go out when his eyes were full, and then said, "The lotus at Wangyue Pavilion will be in bloom next month, I'll make a reservation at that time, let's see how it goes ?”

Wan Yao thought about it, he also went to this moon-watching pavilion ten years ago, and the scenery is extremely beautiful, especially the lotus there, which blooms extremely beautifully.The most wonderful thing is that on the night of the [-]th day, under the bright moon hanging high, countless lanterns are lit in the lake, and the night scene is even more intoxicatingly beautiful.

"Okay." He didn't think too much, and happily agreed, not noticing that Mo Minglan's eyes darkened when he heard his words.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Minglan wanted to talk to him about something, but suddenly an eunuch ran over and whispered something to Mo Minglan, and Mo Minglan's face darkened, and he said to Wanjiao, "Wait for me "He left in a hurry.

Faintly, Wan Yan seemed to hear the word "rebel".

There is not much information available, and Wan Yi didn't want to scrutinize it. He was happy to have Mo Minglan gone, but suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Wan Yan felt that the corridor was a bit cold, so he got up and went back to the main hall.

It's just that the strange feeling in my heart is lingering, and I looked back at the sun again, and Wan Yao finally found out that something was wrong.

The lotus is about to bloom, which means that it is almost summer now, and the sun is shining brightly outside, so...why does he feel cold?

He looked at himself again, because he was sitting on the promenade today, and he was wearing a coat, which was a bit too much in summer, but he still felt cold.

And this coldness, as he discovered this, penetrated into the bone marrow bit by bit, so he couldn't help hugging himself tightly, wanting to return to the warm bed quickly.

Suddenly a warm object fell into his arms, and Wan Yan saw that it was a little fox.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the scene in the previous life when the little fox died to save him. At that time, the little fox was also protecting him tightly, and then it became cold little by little in his arms. Now the little fox is still warm.

Realizing this, Wan Yao suddenly felt that the warmth in his arms was so precious that he wanted to cry.

But he endured it anyway, there are countless people from Mo Minglan hidden in this hall, his every move is in the eyes of Mo Minglan, he can't do what he shouldn't do.

"I see your fur is snow-white, just like the white snow, so how about calling you Ai?" Wan Yan said softly, and the scenery he met for the first time in the previous life suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The little fox nodded like a human being, and stretched out his paws to touch Wan Yao's hand, his slightly lowered head covered his somewhat complicated gaze.

Wan Yao was amused by him, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

Holding the little fox and walking to the bed, Wan Yao sat down on the bed as if he was exhausted. He felt a chill coming from his dantian. He quickly used the technique of inner vision, and saw that the worm in dantian was sucking a lot of food. His vitality, he could even feel that the vitality of the little fox in his arms was also absorbed, no, to be precise, it was precisely because the insect sucked the vitality of the little fox that he felt his body warm up.

He quickly pushed the little fox away. In his opinion, the lifespan of this animal was not as long as that of a human. How could he have the heart to let the little fox be killed by this thing together with him?

The little fox was pushed onto the bed, and was a little dazed for a moment, and then wanted to jump into Wan Yan's arms, but was pushed away by Wan Yan.

"Don't come here... I'm too cold and I'll hurt you." As soon as the little fox left, the cold air swept through his whole body in an instant. Wan Yan felt that he could hardly hold on anymore, but he still insisted on finishing his words. I really don't want the little fox to die because of him again.

Suddenly a hand was attached to Wan Yao's back, and a strong internal force came from that hand, along with heat, Wan Yao's expression relaxed immediately, and his whole body was immersed in the warmth.

"Why don't you hold it?" A familiar voice came from behind, and Wan Yan knew that it was Mo Minglan who saved her.

Wan Yan opened his eyes and looked at the little fox. He knew that what Mo Minglan was referring to was the little fox: "It's my pet. If it's dead, who will accompany me?"

"Then you are dead, who will accompany me?" Mo Minglan said angrily, and suddenly realized that what she said was wrong, so she changed her words, "You are my beloved, I hope you can cherish yourself."

Wan Yan suddenly thought of what he said to Chu Zhan in the letter in his previous life. At that time, he felt that he was good to Chu Zhan, but forced him to let him live in such pain. Was he really right?

"I just think that dying with company is better than living alone." So the little fox that symbolizes the past few lives he has passed is his spiritual sustenance, so he doesn't want the little fox to die more than his own death.

"...Are you blaming me?" Mo Minglan said suddenly, "I promised to take you out, can't you? Can't you wait any longer?"

Wan Yan was a little confused, how many conversations did he miss and how much Mo Minglan's mental journey?Why can't he understand this sentence?

"Hey, wait for me, okay? Don't care about your body anymore, okay?" Mo Minglan broke Wan Yao's body, and caressed Wan Yan's face with an inexplicable expression.

Looking at him, two words popped up in Wanjiao's heart: sick and delicate.

"...Okay." Subconsciously, he was more afraid of creatures like Jiaojiao.

The author has something to say:

I think... this sick girl is very touching when written→_→

I wrote that he couldn't help wanting to drive, and then deleted and deleted for a long time--

Well, it's not an excuse (important thing said three times)

By the way, why do I feel that the more the protagonist is written, the more he will suffer...it must be my illusion!He can definitely grow into a qualified attacker!It will definitely be able to conquer the world... Ah, this can't be done NP⊙Δ⊙