If one day you disappear out of thin air like the system we did last time, at least I can still protect myself, can't I? "
"Butbut I was so scared at the time" the puppy said with a choked voice, "I saw them beat you, and I suddenly felt that I was useless!
Woohoo Other people's systems are the umbrella of the host, but you have never relied on me. You don't need me at all, don't love me at all"
"Hey, who said I don't need yours! I don't love you! I have never seen such a cute, fluffy and soft system in my life!
What you have done is completely enough for me! Any more, and you're insulting me as a person, you know?
Then there is no need for taskers, it is better to let the systems do all the tasks directly!
Puppy, you have your responsibilities as a system, and I have mine as a tasker. What you have to do is to guide me, remind me appropriately, and help me. You have done a good job! "
Zhao Miaomiao said solemnly, if he is not still in the mission world, he really wants to go to the space to grab the system and rub it well.
"Huh," the system's voice sounded much calmer, "Then you are not allowed to do this in the future, and you are not allowed to put yourself in such a dangerous situation like this again."
"Okay, okay, not anymore." Zhao Miaomiao quickly agreed.
Mo Zhiya hurried back to take a shower, tidied up and came over.
As soon as he entered the door, he met a pair of bright eyes.
Mo Zhiya breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down his pace, walked over with his hands behind his back, looked up and down, and finally uttered three words, "It's so ugly."
"Ugly?" Zhao Miaomiao said flatly, sticking out her tongue and licking her dry lips, "I'm thirsty."
Mo Zhiya immediately reached for the water glass on the table and handed it over.
Zhao Miaomiao didn't move her hands, her thin lips parted slightly, and said in a low voice, "Raise a little higher."
Mo Zhiya's hand froze in mid-air, and there was a flash of struggle on her face. She glanced at the boy's injured hand, and finally compromised and brought the water glass to Zhao Miaomiao's lips.
Zhao Miaomiao drank slowly with her mouth open, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and a little gleam overflowed.
"Okay." Zhao Miaomiao left the cup.
Mo Zhiya came back to her senses, glanced at the cup, and sat down.
She raised her eyes to look at Zhao Miaomiao, only to find that he was looking at her with a smile all the time.
Her heart tightened, and she said in a bad tone, "What are you looking at!"
"Look at good-looking people." The boy's eyebrows and eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and his eyes were as soft as a river of spring water, flowing through Mo Zhiya's heart.
Mo Zhiya turned her face to the side, looked out of the window, and cursed in a low voice, "Slick tongue."
"Yeah." Zhao Miaomiao gave a soft hum, and turned her eyes to look at her tightly wrapped feet, "Are my feet okay?"
"If it's not good, I'll let others break your leg with you." Mo Zhiya said coldly with a cold light in his eyes.
"Well, good." Zhao Miaomiao chuckled, leaned back, and said a little tiredly, "I'm a little sleepy."
"Didn't you just wake up? Sleepy again? Are you a pig?" Mo Zhiya frowned, staring into the boy's misty eyes.
"Well," Zhao Miaomiao murmured, eyes half-closed, "Sit over a bit."
His hand patted the edge of the bed, the back of his hand covered with scars stood out against the white sheet. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com