forced to whitewash [rebirth]

This man's rank is higher than he thought.

Bai Yuxin thought about it, and he didn't want to be inferior. It seemed that he cared about this title, so he raised the topic again:

"Guess why I came to you this time?"

Mo Dingxuan smiled: "Didn't Tiantian say that she came to kill me?"

Bai Yu: "..."

This man is endless, right?

"No?" Probably feeling Bai Yu's displeasure, Mo Dingxuan coughed lightly and continued, "What did you come here for?"

"Naturally, I miss the marshal so much and toss and turn every day," Bai Yu laughed, "I came back to seek reconciliation."

In addition to the killer code name, he has left behind.

Mo Dingxuan looked at him for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say that a man's dream is more important than Xiaoqingxiaoai?"

"Now I realize that you are the most important." Bai Yu held his hand.

Mo Dingxuan smiled: "At the beginning you said you wanted to be together, so you got together, you said you broke up and you broke up again, now you say you want to get back together, so you get back together?"

"You're playing with my feelings."

"But the prodigal son won't change his money when he turns back," Bai Yu said, "Can't you give me another chance?"

He leaned over and got closer: "Look, I dressed up to your liking today, just to apologize."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to lift up the skirt that was too long, revealing the smooth upper of the white high-heeled shoes:

"Look, here are the strappy heels you like."

Mo Dingxuan clicked his tongue, and Bai Yu raised his head again, revealing his calf wrapped in white silk:

"Look, here are your favorite white stockings."

Mo Dingxuan raised his eyebrows, Bai Yu carried the hem of the skirt and continued to go up, until he stopped when his knees were exposed, Bai Yu gave a low laugh:

"Marshal, do you still want to see what's inside?"

Mo Dingxuan: "..."

Mo Dingxuan smiled: "This occasion is not suitable."

He stretched out his hand to put down the hem of Bai Yu's skirt and straighten the folds, then he held up the other's hand:

"Let's talk about such an in-depth matter in another place?"

Bai Yuxin clicked his tongue:

"Where does the Marshal want to take me to talk?"

"It's up to you to choose the location," Mo Dingxuan said in a personable manner, "Of course you can choose anywhere."

"Then I'll decide," Bai Yu didn't refuse, "But before I do it again, I still want to ask Mr. Marshal, is this a one-night stand—or is it a formal reunion?"

"I've always been serious. Although the scarf covered your face when we met last time, I still fell in love with you at first sight. In the end, you made me happy for three seconds before you broke up with me mercilessly," Mo Dingxuan said with a serious face , "In the past three months, my hair has become less because of missing you."

Bai Yu: "..."

This is the fault of you staying up late and working overtime, don't push it on me.

"This time you came back to get back together, it feels like a dream, so although you have broken my heart, I decided to forgive you."

Mo Dingxuan held his hand instead,

"I really want to be with you."

Bai Yu looked at him, and suddenly felt that it was true that he had set his sights on this man at the first sight. Mo Dingxuan was simply the most interesting person he had ever met in this world.

He is obviously talking about unreasonable words that make goosebumps all over the place, but the man is always calm and self-sufficient. The reason Mo Dingxuan uses this way of speaking is entirely because he knows very well that Bai Yu likes this way of speaking .

Bai Yu still knew that this man was completely different from him. Mo Dingxuan's way of speaking was essentially talking to people, talking nonsense to hell, and when he was insane, he would just talk nonsense.

It sounded like nonsense, but in fact what Mo Dingxuan said was very measured, he did not blindly suppress or give in completely, after all, the former would make Bai Yu feel unhappy, and the latter would make Bai Yu feel boring.

It's like this way of communicating with each other, as if a neurotic meets a neurotic, is the most harmonious and sustainable way to communicate with Bai Yu.

Mo Dingxuan must have known that he had already noticed his purpose, but this is also the most powerful point of this man. Bai Yu knew what he wanted to do, but it was indeed very useful to his words.

I should be very important to Mo Dingxuan. After all, I am a so-called gifted person in this world, and I should be a very strong kind of gifted person. For a person with Mo Dingxuan's status, if I can't If it is used by him, it is better to completely disappear from the world.

Mo Dingxuan needs him, from the perspective of a tool.

From their previous probing, Bai Yu also seemed to have discovered that this man is not free to do what he wants, there seems to be layers of oppression on him, and this man is not content with that.

So he is trying to hold himself tight, using Bai Yu's favorite method to test his attitude and willingness.

But Mo Dingxuan is still very successful, Bai Yu's interest in him is getting deeper and deeper, and he really wants to play with him again.

"It's great that you are willing to forgive me." The young man smiled, and he suddenly had a new idea, "But my current body belongs to someone else after all, so it's not convenient for me to fall in love."

"Mo Dingxuan," Bai Yu raised his eyebrows, "help me make a new body."

Bai Yu sits in the corner compartment of the tea house and brushes his brain. The world's economy and technology are developing very fast. Due to the large-scale adoption of robots, some specific production departments have been completely replaced by pure robot factories. On the contrary, human services The industry has unexpectedly become prominent, especially among the upper classes. Even though today's simulated robots have been made to be no different from real people, let these robots serve instead of real people. For the upper class, especially the aristocrats, It still seems worth laughing at.

Along with the artificial service project, there is also the retro project. After all, no matter when only the rich can enjoy and be loyal to these cumbersome and heavy-duty things, but it seems unfair to criticize blindly. Bai Yu still likes the most retro trend. The sought after ancient style tea house.

After all, it's pretty decent, and it doesn't seem to be much different from the morning tea house next to Bai Yu's memory.

Drinking morning tea is a custom in his hometown. Although Bai Yu encountered the apocalypse when he was seven years old, he still has an impression and a good impression of this habit.

The focus of the restaurant is dim sum, which is well done. Even though Bai Yu has not been exposed to too many dim sum in the new world, he basically doesn't recognize anything, but it doesn't prevent him from finding it delicious.

After playing for a while, he heard the door knock, and the person who was waiting came in.

The man unbuttoned his coat and put it aside: "Why do you have to make an appointment with me outside?"

There was a hint of helplessness on his handsome face: "It's still at this time."

Bai Yu took a sip of tea with his chin in his hands, and said innocently: "The plan for a year lies in spring, and the plan for a day lies in morning."

Waking up early and drinking morning tea is an attitude towards life.

Mo Dingxuan: "Tiantian, you are really capricious."

Bai Yu clicked his tongue and pushed the small biscuit to him: "What's the matter? Could it be that you delayed some important matter in order to come to see me?"

Mo Dingxuan frowned and glanced at him, but said nothing: "Have you considered what I said before?"

Bai Yu looked at his face for a while, and Mo Dingxuan was definitely not someone who would easily express his anger and anger. Since he put on such an unhappy look, he definitely had a purpose, but Bai Yu didn't think of him for a while. Purpose: "Think about it."

That night, after he asked Mo Dingxuan to help him make a new body, the man agreed quickly, but immediately made a request.

He seems to want to put Bai Yu on the bright side, the point is to convey two messages to everyone, one is that Bai Yu is a talented person, and the other is that Bai Yu is his subordinate.

Not to mention how Mo Dingxuan wants to spread the news, this is of course a dangerous thing for Bai Yu. Talented people have been the targets of competition from various forces since ancient times. He was directly hunted down. After all, talented people are strategic weapons from a certain point of view, let alone someone as strong as Bai Yu.

Of course, Bai Yu didn't care about this, being hunted down was also a kind of pleasure for him, he had never experienced the setting of a weapon as a marshal of a country, and his intuition excited him.

But he asked to think about it anyway, for a very simple reason.

"After I have my own body, I will follow your plan." Bai Yu leaned on the chair and curled his lips, "Of course I am willing to be your sword, after all, you are my lover."

The time limit for this sentence is probably until he loses interest in this person.

"But I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long." He looked at the man, smiling purely and shyly, "Today, let me go out with the Marshal for an outing and relax as an apology."

Mo Dingxuan: "..."

The author has something to say: The timeline is about ten o’clock last night when they talked about it. After returning home, the marshal worked overtime until one o’clock, and then he was forced to get up at four o’clock in the morning to wash and go out. Fortunately, he came to you Tiantian on time at five o’clock, and was told I'm going on a green trip (so cross it out when you're angry)

It's not snowing, drink morning tea, you should guess where Bai Yu is from (Wang Tian)