The few of them were satisfied after eating and drinking. Cheng Muyan couldn't let He Kulai stay with her all the time. With his mother gone, the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion basically fell on He Kulai, and He Kulai didn't.
I had no time, so I told him and let him go and do his work, and then he took Qing Huan back to the courtyard.
The guest room has also been tidied up. Cheng Muyan took a look and found that there was nothing wrong, so he said a few words and prepared to go back to his room. Before he could go out, someone grabbed his sleeves. Cheng Muyan turned around and found that Qing
Huan stood behind her, looking at her with red eyes, as if she was about to cry.
"What's wrong? Are you coming with me?" Cheng Muyan guessed.
Hearing what Cheng Muyan said, Qing Huan's eyes lit up, and then she seemed to think of something again. She bit her lips, her eyes dimmed again, and she tightened her grip on Cheng Muyan's hand.
Cheng Muyan thought for a while, the little wolfdog was like this before, and she didn't feel safe when she was born. She basically followed her wherever she went, rubbed her forehead, and had to start raising her little brother from scratch. It was so pitiful.
Qing Huan thought Cheng Muyan didn't like him, and felt depressed and painful. Because Cheng Muyan was by his side, he could calm down and stop being flustered and panicked. However, he began to be afraid, afraid that Cheng Muyan would leave him.
After living in darkness and stench for more than ten years, I finally got light and warmth, how could I give it up so easily?
Cheng Muyan gently opened Qing Huan's hand that was holding her sleeve. The hand was startled by Cheng Muyan's touch. Although she didn't let go of it reflexively, she relaxed it slightly. Qing Huan panicked.
Watching the person in front of him pull his sleeves out of his hands little by little, he felt extremely painful. Was he going to be left behind again?
The blood all over Qing Huan's body seemed to be slowly turning cold, and there were tears in the corners of Qing Huan's red eyes...
But he saw that little snow-white hand opening his palm, rubbing the mark of the nails on the palm, and then gently holding his hand.
"Oh, don't do this next time." Cheng Muyan sighed, turned around and led Qing Huan back to her room.
The warmth in the palm of her hand seemed to spread into Qing Huan's heart, and the blood all over her body was slowly warming up. Qing Huan was so overwhelmed by the shocking joy that she couldn't hear what the other party was saying.
Until the sound of the door closing woke him up, he stood uneasily at the door. He didn't know how to explain it for a long time. His knees habitually bent down and knelt down towards the ground, "I...I..."
As soon as Cheng Muyan brought the person into the room, she walked towards the closet, pulled out a quilt, thought about it, took out a pillow, and threw it on the bed. When she turned around, she was startled.
Qing Huan knelt with her legs straight, her hands folded on her knees, the backs of her hands facing up, and her back straight.
Cheng Muyan: "???"
"What's wrong? Don't be afraid, speak slowly." Cheng Muyan walked up to Qing Huan, looked at his red eyes, bent down, and gently rubbed his hair.
It’s quite soft and easy to touch after drying???
Cheng Muyan quickly touched it two more times.
"Cheng...Cheng Muyan, I want...I want to follow you now." Qing Huan suppressed his trembling body, because he was so scared that his throat was so stiff that he had to work very hard to say a complete sentence.
Words come.
"Well, okay." Cheng Muyan smiled and continued to stroke his hair soothingly, "Didn't I tell you? You are my younger brother. You can also call me Yanyan like Uncle He. Don't
If you are afraid, just treat me like a relative. We will take your time and take your time to deal with the fear in your body and mind."
"I...I understand, thank you, Yanyan." Qing Huan's eyes suddenly brightened, and the sadness in his brows disappeared, making his already attractive features even brighter.
"Well, you can just sleep on the corner of the bed today." Muyan Cheng Zhinan didn't feel anything. He even planned a sleeping area, pointed to a small corner and said, "By the way, I don't sleep well at night, so you can't sleep well."
Take some position so I don't hurt you."
998, who is huddled in the corner and listens: "???"
I've even taken off my pants and you're going to show me this?
However, Qing Huan seemed extremely satisfied, occupying a small corner of the super large bed, and also spread her own quilt to the side, for fear that it would exceed the planned small space.
998, who hates iron but cannot become steel, is particularly angry. You are the host of my great luck. Come on, don't be cowardly, just kill her!
"Jiujiu Pa, can you show me what you have over there? I saw that rune around you is so strange." Cheng Muyan was lying on the bed with large fonts, holding a piece of paper that he had just pulled out of the Space Nexus in his hand.
The blank jade slip comes out.
998 was just dreaming of a counterattack when he suddenly heard the boss's voice and almost choked with blood. Oh my god, boss, I was wrong. How could I overthrow the boss?
998, who shrank into a ball in fear, stopped and thought, I was wrong, I just wanted to counterattack, but the boss wanted my life. If my data was broken, there would be no 998 in this world!
He cautiously probed, "Master Cheng wants to...???"
"I'm just curious. Let's see if I can improve my weapon refining, talisman making, or formation techniques. I'll just do some basics first." Cheng Muyan definitely won't become a fat man in one go, not to mention that she has never done it before.
Fields covered.
998 breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the host to take the jade slip in his hand, and directly passed all the textbooks on various primary school subjects to him.
Of course, you can directly use the system language conversion app to convert simplified characters into traditional Chinese characters, for fear that the boss will not be able to understand it.
"By the way, aren't you saying that there is something wrong with your signal and search? I'll see if I can help you repair it after learning it." Cheng Muyan took the jade slip and directly inserted his mental power into it.
Of course, she also wanted to see if 998 could find the person behind her kidnapping after repairing the search, so that she would not have to worry about it every day.
998 was moved. I didn’t expect that I wanted to counterattack, but the boss was still thinking about me. I’m so unhuman, no, I’m so unruly! I must serve the boss well in the future, and the boss told me to go east.
I will never go west, I will do whatever the boss tells me to do.
…
Then
Cheng Muyan claimed to be a genius, but found that he could not understand a word of mathematics or English.
What kind of symbol is this that is against humanity? She can only understand some questions.
In which parking lot, 15 cars were driven away first, and then 9 cars were driven away. How many cars were driven away in total?
What chooses the word with a different pronunciation among the following words?
a:bag,b:cake,c:name.
Cheng Muyan: "???"
She can know that this parking lot must be a location, and the 15 and 9 must be other counting symbols, but what is a car? Why do you drive away? Where to drive?
Then there are the words with different pronunciations in the words. She can know it, and she must have chosen a different word from the other two, but what kind of anti-human word is this? Waiwainainai, the words don't look like words, the symbols don't look like symbols, and they are worse than her little wolf dog ghost painting.
Ugly.
The dizzy Cheng Muyan here is still struggling with these questions, while 998 is also talking to the host on the other side.
Qing Huan saw that Cheng Muyan wanted to learn these things, so of course he wanted to learn them too, so he asked 998 to draw up a study plan for him.
Of course, in addition to learning these, Life Winner System 998 completely realized his decision to exploit the underage host. He took over a dozen basic tasks at once, threw a book of cultivation techniques to the host, and then a small silver box
Xiu Xiu flashes blue light, urging the host to practice cultivation quickly.
Of course Qing Huan also wanted to become stronger, so she didn't refuse immediately. She wrapped herself tightly in a quilt and sat cross-legged, and began to use her spiritual power according to the cultivation techniques in her mind.
As expected, he is worthy of being the favored son of God and the host of great luck like a beloved one. During his first practice, he did not feel any sluggishness at all. His spiritual power circulated non-stop for a week and was introduced to the Dantian.
After successfully attracting the spirit, Qing Huan felt that her whole body was lighter by three points.
Then without any delay, he calmed down and continued practicing.
998 did not dare to disturb the host at this time and directly blocked the host, and then
Became Cheng Muyan’s primary school teacher.
"I can understand this 1. It's just standing up. Why is this 2 twisted like this? And this 3 is even weirder. Hmm... this number seems a bit perverted, and then..."
The collapse of the wise image of the genius boss, is it a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature? Please watch the 998 live broadcast of Mr. Cheng Muyan’s evening mathematics training.
998 Now I really want to light up a cigarette and take a quick trip.
Could it be that Mr. Cheng has no mathematical skills?
998 guessed that he now finally understands how some researchers in the institute feel about some mentally retarded systems.
But! He didn't dare to say that he had to be very, very patient and very, very gentle, because at this moment, Boss Cheng's eyes were so scary, the ends of his eyes were raised, and his whole face seemed to be burning with raging anger...
998 huddled up in grievance, and his voice has been changed to the gentlest, kindest and most approachable one. Even the occasional crackling sound caused by insufficient signal was suppressed by 998. He was afraid that if he couldn't suppress it, he would be beaten by Cheng.
The boss crushed him to death easily.
I burst into tears. It was too difficult. It must have been a math problem when it was still data. Why is it so difficult?
Host, help me!
Cheng Muyan, who had been studying all night, and Qing Huan, who had been practicing all night, were not in the same state at all. Why did they come to have dinner together in the morning? It can be seen from the meaningful looks in their eyes.
Cheng Muyan was as haggard as the bananas beaten by the rain, pitiful, helpless and weak.
But Qing Huan felt exactly the opposite. She was so energetic that she even wanted to do a few sets of boxing in the yard.