Music Engine Singing Su the World [System]

Lan Huai sat up from the bed sleepily, and Meng Nie was no longer in the room.

He regained his energy in an instant, quickly scanned his surroundings, ran out with his sleeves flung, stood upstairs and saw Meng Nie sitting downstairs eating.

Meng Nie only felt a little white ball come running down, and it went around the table and squeezed directly beside him and sat down.

Mengnie frowned, pointing to the breakfast across the long table: "Go there."

Lan Huai ran over to pick up the breakfast, Meng Nie frowned: "Sit still."

Dissatisfaction suddenly appeared on his happy face, "It's so far away."

Meng Nie gave him a sharp warning, Lan Huai could only sit down on the chair sullenly.

Before Lan Huai had finished eating, Meng Nie was ready to go out. Lan Huai's eyes followed his figure wildly. Seeing this, he followed him with a bowl in his hand. Meng Nie glanced at him and said, "Don't follow me."

"I want to go out, go out and have a look." Lan Huai looked up expectantly: "Master, can you take me out to have a look? I still have a lot of places I haven't been to."

That face is really pretty, with dazzled eyes, he has always felt that this face is tailor-made for his aesthetics, a casual flicker of eyelashes is enough to make his heart feel numb—— An annoying feeling.

He frowned, and rudely wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and then shook his hand: "I have something to do."

"I won't disturb the master." Lan Huai promised, patted his chest.

After a moment of silence—

"eat fast."

Lan Huai was finally allowed to go out.

The opening of this space is in a high-end residential area. When Lan Huai walked out, he turned his head and recognized the door of the house. In just a short time of turning around, Meng Nie had already walked a long way. He hurried to catch up and stopped Mengnie's hand was then thrown away by his conditioned reflex.

Lan Huai pouted, a look of injury flashed across his eyes, but he quickly reached out and grabbed the corner of the opponent's clothes again, only to be slapped away by the master again.

Entering the elevator, Lan Huai tried to pull him several times, causing a little girl in school uniform to look at them frequently. The other party quickly recognized Lan Huai as the beautiful boy who had dominated the headlines, and his eyes lit up immediately. She quietly took out her mobile phone and recorded the scene.

The elevator was opened, and Lan Huai followed out with perseverance, still persistently going to the corner of La Mengnie's clothes.

The mobile phone recorded that the figures of the two disappeared, and the little girl posted on Weibo:

...Ahhhh, one elevator per neighborhood!Fairy Lan is so cute pulling the corner of her clothes, but Teacher Meng is so scary!The momentum is penetrating, I dare not speak at all! qaq feels sorry for Fairy's swollen hand...

Those who watched the video quickly commented: "This bgm! The blogger Maji really knows how to match it! I feel so distressed and cried for it!"

……

The blogger said that she didn't know why the bgm was included in the video. It seemed that there was... in the elevator?

Lan Huai didn't know that he got angry again on the Internet, his hands were already red and swollen by Meng Nie's slap, he chased after him with tears in his eyes, and stubbornly pulled the corner of the other party's clothes, until he reached the parking lot, Meng Nie turned his head abruptly Look at him, murderous.

Lan Huai shrank his neck in fright, then puffed out his chest and stared at him angrily, like a child rejected by his parents.

Mengnie looked at the two tears in his eyes, then looked down at the swollen pig's trotter, which was still stubbornly grabbing the corner of his clothes.

The murderous aura in his heart suddenly turned to helplessness.

Yaoyaoling: Very good... The favorability value remains at -100, you are still alive... Very good.

Meng Nie opened the car door, and Lan Huai followed him while maintaining the posture of pulling the corner of his clothes, and then he squeezed over the narrow driver's seat and placed him in the co-pilot.

Mengnie fastened the seat belt in silence, then turned to look at him: "Seat belt."

Lan Huai looked at him blankly.

Favorability dropped again, and Meng Nie came forward to help him fasten his seat belt, but Lan Huai thought he was apologizing for beating himself just now, and immediately hugged him and cried aggrievedly: "It's good that the master knows it's wrong... I I don't blame you. Huh..."

Meng Nie moved, and found that the child was still hugged tightly—I really wanted to smash him into pieces!

Lan Huai's arm was held by a strong hand, and the hand holding Meng Nie was forced to take it off. He sobbed and looked at Meng Nie, with a sad look on his face again.

Meng Nie frowned in frustration, and said, "If you cry again, I'll throw you down."

The accompaniment exploded!Unbearably sad, Meng Nie's forehead twitched, and he said angrily, "Quiet!"

The music stopped abruptly, Meng Nie's anger finally frightened him, and Lan Huai looked at him with an aggrieved expression.

Meng Nie sat back indifferently, feeling that the power in his body was about to move again, making him want to crush Lan Huai to death and take him under his command... No, he would never give him the chance to be his own ghost.

... Being a human is already so annoying, wouldn't it be even more annoying to make him a ghost?

Lan Huai didn't know what Meng Nie was thinking, and was blindly immersed in the bad state of being hated, sniffing his nose from time to time, the little sad accompaniment was barely audible.

Meng Nie's ears are so sensitive, he let out his consciousness to take a silent look, and immediately bent the corners of his lips.

He even wiped away his tears and cried like a teardrop.

Meng Nie parked the car in front of a cake shop, opened the door and got out of the car. Lan Huai immediately stretched out the braised pig's trotters to grab him, nervously squeezed past the driver's seat, and followed.

She followed him into the store to order cakes with her mouth open.

Meng Nie dragged him from one side of the cabinet to the other, until he felt that his clothes were being pulled when he left. His consciousness kept observing Lan Huai, taking all his expressions into his eyes, and now he looked at Lan Huai. He couldn't move his eyeballs from a rainbow cake in front of him.

Mengnie ordered the cake, and the clerk immediately wrote it down with a smile: "When will you need it, sir?"

"Now."

Mengnie didn't look in a hurry, he turned around and sat on the small sofa beside him, leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

At this moment in another world, Monty has already set off for the Immortal City with his people, and what awaits him there is most likely an inevitable battle.

Of course, Lan Huai didn't know that his master had been divided into two people. He was curiously watching the mounting master busy behind the glass. The tears on that face had dried up, but the eyes were reddish after crying. Spiritual consciousness fell on his face, seeing him several times seemed to want to stand up and walk over to take a closer look, but looked back at himself, and sat down again with a flat mouth.

The little guy's sad expression was so funny that he felt a little joy in his heart.

He sat up, stood up, and came to the glass.

The little pig's trotters were still stuck to the corner of his clothes, and Lan Huai walked over with excitement in his eyes.

Meng Nie suddenly looked down at the pig's trotter.

After stretching out his hand and pulling it, Lan Huai suddenly turned his head, raised his other hand together, and stared at him with puffy cheeks.

It was rare for Mengnie to laugh out loud, because of his exaggerated reaction.

Lan Huai: "...!!!"

happiness!No!since!ban! : Yaoyaolingyaoyaoling!The master smiled at me! !

The favorability value instantly pays off!

Yaoyaoling: Great!I reward you with one!

Lan Huai's eyes sparkled, and he jumped up excitedly and kissed Meng Nie.

Yaoyaoling: ...

Warri, it's negative again.

Lan Huai pursed his lips. He is no longer afraid of negative numbers. Anyway, the bottom line has reached -100, and now it is only 10. He is not worried at all!