Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

Mu Xuecheng saw that Bao Yu, who had always looked calm and almost paralyzed, suddenly had an angelic smile on his face, and his clear eyes were covered with a lustrous light, looking at him affectionately.

Bo Yu: "You hate Mu Yuesen, don't you?"

Mu Xuecheng: "Oh."

Bo Yu: "Great, me too."

Mu Xuecheng: "Oh."

Bo Yu: "Since we both hate the same person, why don't we cooperate!"

Mu Xuecheng: "Oh."

Bo Yu: "It's not just what I promised you before, I'll help you get the other half of the key from him. Be ambitious, grab the inheritance rights of the entire Mu family, and I'll help you!"

"Oh." Mu Xuecheng was in a trance like a dream, and suddenly woke up, "Wait, you mean, we, I will cooperate with you to deal with Mu Yuesen?"

Bo Yu nodded: "That's right, you don't know yet, I'm his reserve steward now, if I don't stand up and resist, I will be enslaved by him for 70 years, which is absolutely intolerable. With such a cool expression, you wouldn't be Can't bear it?"

Mu Xuecheng shook his head: "No, I'm just too happy!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and performed an overjoyed performance: "Great! I'm so happy, I finally waited for the legendary suspenseful business battle of the rich and powerful families to cooperate with my brother to compete for the inheritance!"

Bo Yu blinked, a little dazed.

A4 paper means it too.

Mu Xuecheng was really ecstatic, showing his white and neat teeth, smiling like a big bad wolf who just ate a rabbit and sighed: "He's annoying, I knew it. He didn't even realize that it would be annoying if he was alone." For his matter, he is not as popular as me at all, you see you can't stand him for even a day, but you come to me."

Thinking of the women's troupe dance, Bo Yu lowered his eyebrows and nodded heavily: "Yes, unforgivable! An extremely evil person!"

The A4 paper looked indifferently, and the two people looked like a perverted murderer villain accomplice meeting at the scene, and the natural light in the corridor helped them cast a gloomy and dangerous light.

Mu Xuecheng's joy calmed down slightly: "So, where do we start the first step?"

Bo Yu was stunned for a moment: "Why, you have been fighting with him for so many years of family property. It's not to the point of endless death. Don't you have a list of plans?"

Mu Xuecheng shook his head.

Bo Yu sighed silently, supported his forehead with his fingers, and looked at him: "Then, let's start with you sitting in a wheelchair."

"In a wheelchair? Why?" Mu Xuecheng's eyes widened instantly, "Why do I have to use a wheelchair first when dealing with Mu Yuesen?"

He thought about it for a while, and seemed to understand something in an instant, and looked at Bo Yu even more shocked: "Did you follow Mu Yuesen's order, and he asked you to break my leg? To win his trust and successfully undercover by his side?"

Bo Yu shook his head: "Such a bloody and complicated plan that abuses the body and mind is generally not in my consideration, I just think your legs..."

"What happened to my leg?"

"It's very straight, very slender, and very good-looking." Bao Yu half-closed her eyes, looked at Mu Xuecheng calmly and trustworthily, and pursed her lips reservedly, "How can such straight, slender and beautiful legs be used for walking? "

Mu Xuecheng: "Although you are right, what are you doing if you don't have legs to walk?"

"Stand here and don't move, wait for me, I'll be right back."

Bo Yu walked towards a corner of the corridor.

Mu Xuecheng tilted his head in confusion, although he didn't know what he was going to do, he obediently waited for him to come back.

It didn't take long, and Bo Yu really came back soon.

Pushing a simple retro antique wheelchair, he walked slowly towards Mu Xuecheng.

Bo Yu: Ah Zhi, help me adjust the BGM of bitterness. In the Korean drama, one of the male and female protagonists is about to die of a serious illness, and the other pushes a wheelchair and walks in the autumn maple forest.Be romantic and abusive.

Indifferent face on A4 paper: [Oh. 】

Affectionate and beautiful background music suddenly sounded in the air.

In the sad and beautiful pure music, Bo Yu, who pushed the wheelchair, walked in front of Mu Xuecheng, who seemed indifferent but actually looked confused.

Bo Yu's eyes were clear and gentle, she watched Mu Xuecheng silently, coincidentally, Mu Yuesen had the same look on her face before.

"Come." He put his hand on Mu Xuecheng's shoulder, and naturally and gently made Mu Xuecheng, who was in a daze, turn around and sit down obediently.

Behind Mu Xuecheng, Bao Yu, who was pushing the wheelchair, leaned slightly, and his clear voice, like a demon whispering, whispered softly in his ear: "Don't worry, no matter where you are from now on, the teacher will stand behind you. Just sit and the teacher will push you wherever you want."

Mu Xuecheng: "..."

A4 paper: [This is the one in the horror movie, the tutor from hell? 】

The corners of Bao Yu's lips slightly raised, and he whispered softly: "As long as you sit on it, you are the strongest. Everything you want, you will have. Not just the shepherd, but also the whole world."

A4 paper: [It's a pity that Uncle Zhao Benshan's skit "Selling Abductees" didn't have you at the Spring Festival Gala that year. 】

Bo Yu's face was paralyzed, and he sighed dangerously: I finally brewed it, Mu Yuesen's temperament as a kidnapper.

A4 paper: [In the BGM of Korean dramas that are bitter, beautiful, sad, and heart-wrenching, you use the method of Spring Festival Gala skits to do Japanese manga kidnappers, don't you feel a little bit uneasy about your conscience? 】

Bo Yu: The AI ​​who lured a perfect and innocent perfumer who was about to attend a high-end academic lecture into the logically irrational ABO game world to become the green tea villain Neptune has never felt uneasy about his conscience. Why have a bad conscience?

[…] The A4 paper immediately slid to the knees, [Abba, I mean, pretending to be in a wheelchair is too troublesome, why not once and for all—I'll just break his leg for you! 】

There should be a narration at this time: Mu Xuecheng, who is sitting in a wheelchair, does not know that he is being slandered by the harmless stick figure AI pet next to him, trying to interrupt his straightness that Bo Yu just praised Slender and beautiful legs.

In the sad and beautiful music, Mu Xuecheng felt the slight sadness of autumn in his heart.

so poor.He thought, Bo Yu is really pitiful.

——I should have faced it long ago. He fell in love with me at first sight when we were in the restaurant.I was in a wheelchair at the time, and he never forgot about it ever since.But I didn't expect that good fortune would trick people, I was just pretending.He must not be able to accept the reality, because I pretended to be Mu Yuesen and caused him a short period of confusion, so Mu Yuesen took advantage of it and was forced to become Mu Yuesen's housekeeper.Bo Yu, who was at the mercy of fate, must have suffered in his heart, full of struggle and unwillingness.

Mu Xuecheng turned his head and looked up at Bo Yu quietly: "I will take responsibility."

Bo Yu withdrew from the quarrel with the A4 paper: "It's really great that you can take the initiative to think this way."

Mu Xuecheng: "If you are destined to not get what you ask for, and suffer for the rest of your life, it is all my fault."

Bo Yu was taken aback: "I feel like our conversations didn't include car accidents, terminal illnesses, and amnesia, but why do I suddenly not understand?"

Bo Yu: Should I not let Ah Zhi play this inauspicious terminally ill BGM?Although my original intention was just to enhance the atmosphere.

Mu Xuecheng sighed softly, turned the wheelchair, and faced him.

Bo Yu, who was surprised by his sudden and different performance, looked at him blankly.

Mu Xuecheng's eyes were clear and rational, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "To be honest, do you have an unspeakable illness?"

Bo Yu's pupils shrank suddenly: "No!"

Mu Xuecheng was not surprised by his denial, and looked at him tolerantly: "Actually, I already found out when I saw you for the first time, so you don't need to deny it in front of me, I won't tell others, you have always been there Silently help you cover up."

The A4 paper was stunned, and then he was wronged: [What disease do you have that was hidden from me, but he discovered it long ago? 】

Bo Yu: No, he was talking nonsense!

A4 paper: [However, the first time he met Zhang Yuehan, he knew that the other party was an undercover agent. 】

Mu Xuecheng looked at Bo Yu quietly, because the sickness buff added by sitting in a wheelchair weakened the indifference and unruliness in his brows and eyes, making him appear sharp and reliable.

With a gloomy expression, he sighed: "If you don't plan to be honest, and you don't believe that I found out that there is no one else here, after counting one, two, three, I'll just say it."

Bo Yu: Wait, I'm not ready yet!

"one two Three."

Mu Xuecheng: "Are you..."

Bo Yu closed her eyes resignedly: "I already have a way to deal with my prosopagnosia!"

Mu Xuecheng: "...Mu Can?"

The universe is silent.

Only sad, sad and beautiful music is eternal.

Opening his eyes, Bao Yu's eyes were empty: "..."

Mu Xuecheng suddenly lost his expression: "..."

The A4 paper was blank: [I'm sorry, it was originally a field where wise men clashed, and I was not worthy. 】

Mu Xuecheng blinked: "So you, you are face blind."

Bo Yu looked calm: "No, I admire Can."

"How did you manage to distinguish us when you are face-blind? You really can't tell."

Bo Yu looked at him sincerely: "I really admire Can."

"Don't worry, I will never tell others. I should be the only one in the whole family to find out."

"When?"

"Just now. Didn't you say it yourself?"

Bo Yu's eyes were half closed, his face was expressionless, and his ring finger twitched slightly.

The romantic melody of bitterness and cruelty is spinning in the air.

Bo Yu: Turn off the music.

The A4 paper is painfully consoling: [I don't blame you, it's because the enemy is too cunning. 】

Bo Yu raised his hand and supported his forehead: I think your suggestion just now is quite good, or you... think again and break his leg.

The author has something to say: (Music disability) is a cognition of an aesthetic concept, thinking that a disabled body is equally beautiful, or even better than a non-mainstream aesthetic concept.There is no evidence that paranoia is a mental illness.

——From Baidu

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感谢在2020-08-2000:00:24~2020-08-2100:00:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Sheng Ming;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: the author and I live longer than 20 bottles; Jet'aime 10 bottles; longevity 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!