Raising You This Small Stuff

The car window rolled down a little bit.

Chen Jiao showed a nervous face in front of Mo Yiyan's eyes little by little.

This is the first time that Mo Yiyan has looked at each other with his little brother's assistant at such a close distance. With this face... Mo Yiyan suddenly felt the tingling in his temples and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Chen Jiao froze and swallowed nervously, "Ms. Mo, what's the matter?"

Mo Yiyan bowed slightly, then calmed himself down, and looked at Chen Jiao's face again... it seemed that his usual impression was restored. After a brief pause for two seconds, Mo Yi sternly said, "I have wronged you about the money and things. The circle is like this. Don't think too much. Take care of Yicheng."

Is this... comforting him? Chen Jiao nodded stiffly, "Yes."

"Go ahead, drive slowly on the road." Mo Yiyan got up and turned to leave.

Chen Jiao stared at Mo Yiyan's back for two seconds. He recovered as soon as the cold wind blew. He hurriedly said thank you, forgetting to close the windows, and drove the car out.

Only two people remained in the car.

No need to avoid Chen Jiao, Mo Yicheng took out his mobile phone and clicked to enter the game interface.

Yuan Suo really sat on the bench obediently, holding the drawing board and drawing attentively, next to the half-eaten fruit platter, the bento box was half empty. Mo Yicheng estimated that the little things should have been eaten almost, just prepare some milk in the evening.

"Mo Yicheng, you are back!" Yuan Suo saw Mo Yicheng quickly put down the drawing board and stood up on the sofa.

Mo Yicheng was wearing headphones, not afraid that Chen Jiao would hear Yuan Suo's words.

Mo Yicheng asked: "How is school today?"

Is willing to ropeway: "Also...good."

Mo Yicheng thought that his operation was wrong, that he could not isolate the elf named Po Fei, or that Yuan Suo had encountered some trouble, and said with concern: "What's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"

Yuan Suo waved his hand quickly, "No...no one bullied me. It's because I didn't do very well in class today."

Mo Yicheng relaxed, then raised his eyebrows, "Is it too full to sleep secretly?"

"No, Dudu didn't steal sleep." Although I was a little sleepy in the afternoon after eating, Yuan Suo quickly cheered up! "It's because of lack of concentration... so I was named by the teacher in class."

It turned out that it was like this. Mo Yicheng's slender finger nodded the head of Yuan Suo on the screen, pretending to be serious: "That's probably a greedy walnut. Tonight's milk is added with walnuts to nourish the brain.

"No... it's not." Yuan Suo said.

Mo Yicheng messed up, "Then no walnuts."

Yuan Suo quickly said again: "But...you can put walnuts." He likes nut food.

"Does that mean walnuts?"

"..." Yuan Suo was fainted, and finally broke his fingers, the same thread, the smile on the corner of Mo Yicheng's mouth spread.

Finally, the wish was fulfilled, and he decided to eat walnuts. By telling Mo Yicheng what he had learned at school.

Mo Yicheng finally understood why Yuan Suo was so scared to cry when he saw him for the first time. He also understood why the little thing was always timid, and would rather wrong himself, whether it was sick or starving, and would not dare to disturb him easily. .

The fate of the elves is determined to a certain extent by the players matched by the system.

The elves are the orphans, and so are the players. Each elf can only match one player in a lifetime. If the player chooses to uninstall it at first or choose to abandon it in a future game, then the elf is likely to completely disappear. Therefore, many elves in the game can even bring certain benefits to the players through their own labor in the game, so as to better ensure their survival, or give themselves a sense of security.

But there is a situation where the elves can match the player again, that is, the existing player dies and voluntarily transfers the ownership of the elves to others. Or if the mobile phone is damaged due to force majeure, the wizard has a chance to be the master again.

And the elven Perfei who bullied Yen Suo changed the owner because of the death of his former owner. The new owner did not treat him well, and it was precisely because of this that the little elf, who was a little withdrawn but pure in his heart, became more and more gloomy.

As if thinking of something terrible, Yuan Suo's eyes were full of tears, and his hands were held together uncomfortably, and firmly said to Mo Yicheng: "Yuan Suo doesn't want to change players, never want to."

Mo Yicheng suffocated his breath, reached out and rubbed his hand on the screen, trying to wipe away the tears for Yuan Suo, "No, never will."

May Suo burst into laughter, "Well... can you give him another chance?" Seeing Mo Yicheng frowned, Yuan Suo boldly clicked [Pull the player's clothing corner] on the system for the first time.

Although Mo Yicheng’s clothing corner was not really pulled, when the line of words [Dudu pulled your clothing corner] appeared on the screen, he seemed to really feel the clothing corner being pulled. My heart became heavy.

"……it is good."

The plane had taken off for a while, Mo Yicheng ordered a glass of red wine, drank two sips, moved restlessly, and changed his posture, still wishing to ask for those clear eyes full of tears in his mind. After a long sigh of relief, Mo Yicheng put down the empty red wine glass and made a decision in his heart.

Under Mo Yicheng's application, the game lifted Perfei's imprisonment, but within a certain period of time, he was monitored in real time to ensure that he would not do anything to harm other elves.

It was late at night, and I was immersed in the studio. I have been studying for almost half a month, and I have made rapid progress in all aspects. He tried to send some of his recent works to Weibo, some of which were painted by Mo Yicheng, and tagged with Mo Yicheng, the amount of reading was very large, and the number of likes was more than three digits. So I wished to take advantage of these two days to rest, and plucked up the courage to post the first chapter of the strip comic he drew on Weibo, and brought a brand new topic #最的你#

The comics are drawn based on the experience after coming to the game. Of course, due to the confidentiality of the game, some plots and settings have been fabricated and adapted. But the first thing, he raised his head and saw that Mo Yicheng's picture was so real, and even today, as long as he closes his eyes, it is still vivid.

Although Yuansuo's Weibo has five-figure fans because of a previous like by Mo Yicheng, this Weibo that did not clearly mark his idol was naturally ignored.

Yuan Suo was a little bit lost and didn't know why. After waiting for a day with her mobile phone, one person finally liked it at dinner and left a message: Yes. Yuan Suo excitedly entered the commenter's profile picture, and found that it was a new account that had just been registered. Yuan Suo hesitated for a while and didn't click to follow, fearing that he would be too active to scare others.

"Drink the milk, then go to bed." Mo Yicheng recently took a new script. The filming time is scheduled for a month later. These days, he is blending into the character, and his hair and beard are longer than usual.

I was not used to it at first, but after watching it for a long time, I found a special MAN! So finally itching, couldn't help but drew a picture of Mo Yicheng with shaggy beard.

"It's... it's almost." I wish to move faster, but my **** seemed to grow on a stool.

"If you don't go to bed, you will be late for school tomorrow morning." Mo Yicheng knew the weakness of the little thing.

After hesitating for a while, Yuan Suo really put down the pen, and then secretly decided to get up early tomorrow morning to finish the painting.

Yi Suo carefully clipped the sketches into the book, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Mo Yicheng took a sip of milk, clicked to open the book in a familiar way, flipped through the paintings of Wishing Suo one by one, and the last one was painted more than half of Mo Yicheng. The seemingly sloppy long hair and stubble made him even more Manly.

Take 20 gold coins to take out the drawing, take a picture, and then send it back. The movie emperor Mo took his mobile phone back to the bedroom contentedly, and waited for his short legs to come out, urging him to go to bed and rest for a day.

Jingle~

WeChat ringtones.

It was sent by Mom.

Mo Yicheng clicked on it, and it was an address and time. Then came another voice, Mo's mother tongue was excited and looking forward to: "Yi Cheng, tomorrow you will meet Mengxue with a bunch of flowers, don't buy skin care products anymore. Listen to your Uncle Lin, Mengxue is also If you dabble in some investment in film and television, you can talk about more topics."

Mo Yicheng frowned and finished listening, then returned a message: I know.

Yuan Suo just finished brushing his teeth and came back. He heard Mo Mu's voice while crawling on the bed. He was taken aback for a moment, and he slid off the bed directly, standing on the ground with bare feet.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yicheng saw the little thing in doubt.

Yuan Suo thought for a while, "Is Mo Yicheng going to see a friend?"

It turned out that I heard the voice, and Mo Yicheng smiled and said, "It's... a friend."

Would like to ask: "Is that a good friend?"

Mo Yicheng said, "Not a good friend."

"Ah..." Yuan Suo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then continued to crawl on the bed. He thought of something when he climbed halfway, stopped, hung by the bed, whimpered a few times, and asked: "That Mo Yicheng's best Who are your friends?"

Mo Yicheng smiled, "It's a little guy."