After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

Chu Yan stiffly turned his head slowly and looked behind him, his eyes tremblingly suspicious of everyone.

Then he discovered with horror that the eyes of these people were all focused on him in unison, and there were evil smiles gloating on their faces, and the corners of their mouths wanted to grin to the ears.

He swallowed nervously, thinking very seriously that he should return to the interstellar world instead of some spiritual world.

At the same time, he felt a cold gaze on the back of his neck, staring straight at him.

He suddenly realized something, looked back suddenly, and saw Xiao Mu looking at him with a smile, one arm resting on his desk, and he could see the tight muscles inside through the white shirt line.

Xiao Mu is worthy of being the marshal of the empire, standing here so tall and tall, not angry, Chu Yan shrank in his shadow, not daring to say a word.

Xiao Mu is very focused when looking at people. According to the evaluation of thousands of girls, the male god Xiao Mu always treats people and things with the most sincere heart. When he looks at a person, his eyes can only hold the figure of that person. Anyone who has been seen by him will feel that they are deeply loved, and will drown in his gaze and cannot extricate themselves.

No one can reject a person whose eyes are full of themselves.

Chu Yan said sadly that it might be because they hadn't been stabbed!

Xiao Mu opened his mouth and asked: "What did I say just now, can this student repeat it?"

Chu Yan thought to himself: No.

He no longer has the mind to think about which pervert is harassing him, and this person in front of him feels even scarier.

Ling Feng looked at Chu Yan worriedly, as if he wanted to remind him, but Chu Yan was completely dumbfounded, his expression froze, as if he saw heaven and white clouds.

When Xiao Mu saw Chu Yan, he knew that he didn't listen. Although his expression didn't change much, his originally pleasant tone became heavy, and Chu Yan couldn't lift his head: "Forgive you this time, don't let me talk again. Remind you a second time."

Chu Yan nodded immediately, rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe.

When Xiao Mu turned his back, a slight sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that whether it is in this life or the previous life, Chu Yan is a person who does not seek to make progress.

He always thought that he would never pity such a person.

will never.

***

Chu Yan is really trying to squeeze himself out these days. He studies knowledge hard during the day, spends his free time dealing with harassment, and sends messages to Xiao Mu with a shy face at night.

Although, the other party didn't pay much attention to him at all.

This is not chatting at all, it is called a one-man show.

After another news came to nothing, Chu Yan finally realized that he also looked like a pervert who always harassed others.

This feeling of "my pervert is actually me" is not good, he was young... oh no, his old heart couldn't bear it, and he began to be depressed.

Chu Yan scratched her hair in distress, not knowing how to break the deadlock, and began to fall into deep self-doubt.

He felt that his original intention hadn't been realized at all, Xiao Mu's blackening value hadn't decreased at all, and the other party's impression of him was probably not much better than that of an idiot.

He even brought on a pervert for himself.

Chu Yan raised his helpless eyes, looked at the sky melancholy, and began to sigh old-fashioned, as if he had gone through the years and vicissitudes.

Or...forget it?

Forget it.

On the other side, in the middle of the night, Xiao Mu opened the chat history on the terminal by himself.

In the dim room, the cold moonlight spread over his body, casting a layer of cold light on him that repelled people thousands of miles away.

This has always been the case since he was a child. When he took off his disguise, he was surrounded by deserted people without a trace of popularity.

But these days, a trace of warmth can be vaguely glimpsed in his eyes.

This matter started when a reckless chatting young man sent him the first message in a daze in order to make up the bill.

He thought that after that person got enough orders, he would stop harassing him, and this little episode in ordinary life would end here.

Although, it is also a little bit interesting.

However, Xiao Mu soon discovered that this young man was clingy and clingy, and in the days that followed, he began to send him chicken soup for the soul on time.

And the types are different and the nature is heterogeneous.

Morning—full of vigor, embracing the sun, and looking for the little luck in life.

Noon - shock!Happiness is so simple!

Night - 38 bad effects of staying up late.

Then the next day there will be new tricks, emerging one after another, reserved and professional.

A few days ago, "23 manifestations of unfilial piety among contemporary young people" was published.

One of them [not taking good care of myself] was beaten up by Biaohong, which was inexplicably attractive.

It's a pity that he was an orphan since he was a child, so why did his parents say it.

Even if he doesn't take good care of himself, he won't care about anyone, such things are meaningless to him.

But for some reason, the other side silently withdrew it after sending it, as if he knew what he was thinking.

All in all, this young man always takes the trouble to send himself these strange things, and the basic core cannot avoid positive energy and love life.

very strange people.

Xiao Mu didn't know how to deal with such people, but according to past experience, he should not like noisy people.

There are not a few people who have pursued Xiao Mu over the years. Each of them meets the world's standards for excellence, and there are also some people who love to pester. way to attract him.

And what this young man did... is simply ridiculous among their group.

Probably it was because he didn't know that he was a marshal, so he dared to be so presumptuous.

According to past experience, he treated this young man coldly, never replied to his messages, and never paid attention to any chicken soup for his soul. On the other hand, he subconsciously wanted to see how long this man could last.

But as time went on, the bad taste in his heart gradually dissipated.

He actually began to vaguely look forward to what kind of content he would see today.

Sometimes, the young man would also turn on the voice chat to chat with him about his recent thoughts.

Xiao Mu didn't dislike his voice.

To be honest, when he heard his voice for the first time, he didn't think that this person would have any serious career.

That voice was sexy and slightly hoarse, at first glance it sounded like a restless and flirtatious man.

But when he spoke, he was lazy and slow, like the green pines and jade cypresses under the moon, which made people feel less hostile and impetuous, and only felt comfortable and relaxed, which could heal the gap between people's eyebrows.

It's okay to continue like this.

But today, that person seemed to have lost his voice, and he didn't send him any more messages.

Xiao Mu's fingers stopped on the last message that the young man sent him, and his heart felt empty for a moment, he didn't know what it was like.