That flirtatious slut is damn sweet

"Jiaojiao, can you be my dog?" A cruel joke flashed across Mo Jinhuai's face.

He knew Qiao Jiao's character too well. Although he was soft-tempered and looked like he was being rubbed and flattened by others, he was actually a young master after all, and he was a little arrogant inside.

He said this kind of thing to deliberately bully Qiao Jiao and embarrass him.

He really wants to see if the little thing has really become so limitless, even willing to be a dog...

Qiao Jiao looked at the dinner plate, touched her belly that had been deflated for two days, and slowly, slowly squatted down and knelt down on the ground.

"Woof." He called out.

Mo Jinhuai: "..."

System: dumbfounded.jpg

Qiao Jiao stuck out her pink tongue with a smile, and said vaguely: "I'm a dog now, can I eat?"

Mo Jinhuai didn't respond, Qiao Jiao tilted his head: "Or do you want to feed me?"

"Unreasonable!"

Mo Jinhuai was stunned for a full minute, his neck thickened with anger, he threw down the four words fiercely, turned the wheelchair and left.

The door slammed shut.

Qiao Jiao maintained the posture on all fours for a while, making sure that Mo Jinhuai would not come back again, then put away his smile and got up, walking towards the plate of food.

System: "Host, the system has detected that you seem to be very depressed. When you are too depressed, it is not conducive to eating, and you will suffer from indigestion."

Qiao Jiao sniffed: "Aren't you a coquettish and cheap? System, why are you still in charge of health management?"

System: "The health of every host is the unshirkable responsibility of the system!"

Qiao Jiao laughed: "Can you monitor my physical condition and mood index?"

System: "Of course, the coquettish and cheap goods system is to help the host achieve physical and mental unity, and finally become a qualified..."

Qiao Jiao interrupted the system's long-winded words: "Then can you hear my heart and know what I want to do now?"

He picked up the porridge on the dinner plate and took a sip. It was smooth and soft, and his stomach warmed up a little.

But my heart is cold...

The system probed for a while: "...you want to run? Host, you can't!"

"why not?"

Qiao Jiao sneered: "As you can see, I can't help you complete the task to get the heartbeat value of the person you like. That person has no feelings for me. To him, I am just a dog. No, maybe even a dog is better than me." not on..."

He looked at the window: "This is the second floor. If I jump down, if I'm lucky, I can still run. If I stay here, my heart...can't take it."

"no!"

The electronic sound of the system rarely makes a rapid sound, as if with emotion: "Host, you can't leave here, you will die!"

Qiao Jiao snorted: "I will die if I stay here, I will be played to death."

"No no no!"

The system explanation urgently explained: "The person you like is like your oxygen and water. If you are too far away from him, the system will not be irrigated, and you will die. Really die..."

"In fact, all the hosts bound to this system are people who have died once and need special energy to survive, and the energy of the hosts comes from the heartbeat value of the person they like. Only system tasks can sustain life, and if you leave that person for too long, you will die, do you understand?"

"What..." Qiao Jiao didn't hold it, and the small bowl of porridge fell to the ground with a "clack" and fell to pieces.

He wished he could drag the system out of his mind and question: "So, I can't leave Mo Jinhuai for the rest of my life? Can't I change the person I like?!"

The system is helpless: "It's okay to change it, but you should change it."

Qiao Jiao no longer tasted stuttering, and the shards of the small porcelain bowl scratched his bare white and tender insteps.

He didn't bother to care about it, he walked to the bed in a slumped manner and let himself collapse between the velvet quilts.

The person you like...he can't change...

The person he has held in his heart since he was a child has already grown up in his heart. If possible, he really wants to cut a knife in his heart and separate that person away, just like performing a surgical operation.

but no...

No matter how much he wanted to forget Mo Jinhuai, his heart would not cooperate.