The Fantasy Boss is Weak and Helpless After Crossing

Shang Yi's roar suddenly caught the eyes of the students in the cafeteria.

Tang Jiuge frowned, it was really a narrow road for the enemy.

Looking at the eyes around her, she wanted to keep a low profile and resolve this matter as soon as possible.

Tang Jiuge lowered her head and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know there was someone behind me, and I bumped into it as soon as I turned around."

Shang Yi was even more angry when she saw Tang Jiuge's weak appearance. This **** was used to this kind of thing, "You think you're done with an apology!? You did it on purpose! I'll never finish this with you!"

"..." Tang Jiuge was speechless, why is this person so troublesome.

She pursed her lips, looked up at Shang Yi, and looked timid, "I really didn't mean it... Otherwise, take off your clothes and I'll wash it for you."

"Wash it for you!? The devil knows if you will wash it for me!? Besides, take it off now and let me wear it!?" Shang Yi will not give her clothes, this **** must have bad intentions.

Tang Jiuge lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly, and tried her best to hold back the anger that came up.

But in the eyes of others, she seemed to be so fierce that she was about to cry.

When the students around him saw this, someone immediately came up to persuade him.

"Okay, classmate, she definitely didn't mean it, so stop being aggressive."

"Yeah, she said she's going to wash your clothes for you, so why bother?"

"She's so short, it's normal not to notice someone behind her."

"Yeah, she's too short."

Tang Jiuge: "..." Thank you, but not to mention Dwarf.

Shang Yi was so angry that everyone helped Tang Jiuge to speak again.

She pointed at Tang Jiuge, thinking that she was already C-rank by the freshmen of the law school, and she might not be able to beat her with a D-rank fire attack, so she finally put down her ruthless words: "Tang Jiuge! You wait for me. Go!"

After she finished speaking, she left the cafeteria aggressively.

Tang Jiuge was speechless, wait, wait, how could she have time to play with her.

She turned around to eat again, and the students around her dispersed when they saw it. At this time, Ji Yu had just returned from buying water from outside, and he didn't notice anything. The two of them had dinner together and then parted ways.

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"Ugh…"

In the equipment room, Tang Jiuge sighed while lying on the equipment after practicing a set of movements.

Mo Xuan, who was beside him, lifted his eyelids and said lightly, "Why, are you tired?"

Tang Jiuge shook his head, "No, it's just sad that there is no milk tea in the school."

Mo Xun: "…"

Tang Jiuge felt very sad when she thought of this. She originally went to buy milk tea happily at noon, but she turned around and found no milk tea shop, and she suddenly collapsed.

What is the meaning of life without milk tea? What is she saving for?

Mo Xuan looked at Tang Jiuge, the girl was lying weakly on the equipment, her eyelids were drooping, her eyes were dull, and the corners of her mouth drooped, her whole body was as wilted as an unwatered flower.

Just because of the milk tea?

Mo Xuan felt that he didn't understand her, so he frowned and urged, "Don't think about so many useless things, and then practice the next set."

"Oh." Tang Jiuge immediately obeyed and straightened her clothes to continue, but she suddenly remembered something and took out something from her pocket.

"By the way, uncle, this is what a girl asked me to give it to you on the way I came." Tang Jiuge handed the love letter to Mo Xuan, as if the fact that Mo Xuan was her uncle had recently spread among the classmates. However, there are also many classmates in the school who used to be her same school.

Mo Xuan looked at the pink love envelope on Tang Jiu's singer, his eyes fixed, "Just throw it away next time."

Tang Jiuge bit her lip and looked up at Mo Xuan in a hesitant tone, "Not so good...I...I ate a little cake from someone."

Cakes are a rarity at school. There is nowhere to buy them. Only friends and family can send them to school to have them.

When Mo Xun heard the heartbeat of his eyebrows, his face became even colder.

A small cake can bribe her! ?

Seeing that her uncle's eyes were about to crush her, she quickly put away her love letter, "That! Training! Training! I'll practice now!"

Mo Xuan stared blankly at Tang Jiuge's training figure, feeling that he was too soft-hearted and too indulgent to her, which made Elder Hope talk nonsense.

Thinking about it, he added two more sets of training to Tang Jiuge tonight.

In the evening, Mo Xuan returned to the teachers' dormitory.

The house was quiet, Mo Xuan guessed that Elder Hope was chasing animation again, and went straight upstairs to wash.

The bathroom was smoky and hot and humid.

Mo Xuan stood under the shower to rinse.

Looking at the steaming heat, he suddenly thought of something.

He reached out to touch and feel the white mist, and then looked down at his chest.

The mist was wet, hot, and light, much like it felt in the morning.

But...it's not the same as the breath she exhales.

Hers is hotter, more powerful, lighter than a feather, heavier than a mist, and a little... ticklish.

Mo Xuan recalled how he felt at the time, and unconsciously reached out and touched the piece of skin. When he realized his movement, he was immediately shocked.

What is he doing? !

Mo Xuan raised his head and put his hands down, stopped his thoughts in time, and hurriedly finished the wash.

After washing up, Mo Xuan put on his pajamas and walked to the bed.

The terminal beside the table flickered, he put it on his wrist, opened the message and lay down on the bed.

"I don't know why, I can only see your figure in my eyes, I can only hear your voice in my ears, only your memory is in my mind, and my heart is full of your name, I think I may have a terminal illness, And the antidote for this terminal illness is probably only you..."

The girl's voice was soft and soft, and it was very comfortable to fall into people's ears, making people want to listen to it unconsciously.

Mo Xuan listened quietly, and soon, the soft and soft no longer existed, and the girl's puzzled and surprised voice came, "Eh?! This love letter is so short?! It's too insincere!"

"But maybe someone racked their brains to write it.

It's an old rule, if you hear it, uncle, let me know, and I will help you convey it~

Today's little cake is super delicious~Thank you uncle~Good night~"

A "beep" sound indicates that the voice playback is complete.

Mo Xuan pulled up the quilt and turned over.

"That stupid cat," he said softly, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

It's just that I didn't sleep peacefully.

Bewildered, he returned to the bathroom.

It was still the white mist, and he stood under the shower to wash the dust off his body.

The body was a little hot, it seemed to be caused by the fog.

He reached out and waved them away, but the mist suddenly surged and all fell on him.

He lowered his head and wanted to slap it away, but suddenly found that the fog had merged into a human shape.

He took a closer look, and there was a girl lying on her chest. Her cat pupils were as clear as crystals, her nose was small, her plump pink lips were upturned, her face was tender and lovely, and the teary moles under her eyes were even more charming, making people think Take good care of her.

She smiled at him, but her eyes were gradually stained with mist, her cheeks were flushed, and the swaying water waves in her eyes were blurred and confusing.

She stretched her smooth arms around his neck.

He gradually lost sight of her face, but he clearly saw her plump lips slightly open, and gave him a light sigh.

"Uncle," she called softly.

"!!" Mo Xuan jumped up from the bed and sat up, his heart was beating "thumping" and almost jumped out of his chest.

After the heartbeat completely returned to normal, he realized that he was sweating.

"..." Mo Xuan glanced at the time, lowered his eyes and fell into thoughts.

He's seventeen, which is normal.

It's just that the object isn't quite right.

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The next week Tang Jiuge was even busier.

Because she had to translate the "Star Pharmacopoeia" when she went back in the evening, and Mo Xuan also strengthened the training intensity.

The weekend is finally here again.

"Uncle, can I train this time?" Tang Jiuge almost rested after training, and asked Mo Xuan, her round eyes full of anticipation.

Mo Xuan looked down at her, backed away without a trace, and walked in the other direction, "Follow me."