C72 Stay away from Me

Just as he was about to go back, Lan Shumo remembered that he had to farm the black values for the female lead. "Cheng Xiaoxiang, you are very annoying, do you know that?"

Cheng Xiaoxiang's face immediately darkened when she heard this. Lan Shumo continued, "You have been chattering all day. Do you think you're a bird?"

Cheng Xiaoxiang's expression became worse and worse. Her eyes were burning with anger. She really did not expect that the Iceman Prince Charming she had liked for so long would be so vicious when he spoke. He even mocked her. It was a lie to say that he was not angry.

Lan Shumo didn't pay any more attention to her. He left her behind and left. Cheng Xiaoxiang was a noble young lady in the past. No one had ever dared to leave her behind. Lan Shumo was the first.

"What's the value of the female lead's shakedown?" He naturally saw the look that looked like she wanted to kill him.

[The female lead's demonization value is 80] The System was as calm as water. What the hell? [The female lead's demonization value is 80] Host, how did you do it? I saw that the female lead's favorability towards you was 60. Why did you only say a few words to slander her and fall to -80?]

"Because she's a white lotus, so she can't tolerate others mocking her. " Lan Shumo's simple sentence made the system confused. It was indeed a computer with programs.

"System smash, is your Lord God human?" Lan Shumo asked in a brainless manner.

[That's right, and our Lord God is handsome and gentle] the System's tone sounded very respectful, but Lan Shumo could not help but laugh. He was also very handsome and gentle. . . Not to me.

"Is that so? Do you really like your Lord God?" Lan Shumo randomly found a topic to chat with the System to pass the time.

The System was silent for a moment. Hmm, I think he likes it. But I'm not the kind of person you humans would say you like to be with him. ]

Lan Shumo's location was untraceable. "It's pure worship. " His eyes turned slightly pale. At the beginning, I was also pure worship of him. What exactly did he experience to change that emotion?

Lan Shumo leaned against the edge of the bed, his eyes filled with dense mist. The system couldn't bear to see him, so it changed the topic. [Is there anyone Host likes?]

It was obvious that he was trying to change the topic out of goodwill, but unexpectedly, he just happened to mention Lan Shumo's wound. However, Lan Shumo seemed very relieved and smiled. He showed a smile that the system had never seen before. "Yes. He was very good. He was originally my boyfriend. I don't know how he became someone else's boyfriend, but it's ridiculous, right? I think so too. I thought it was because I didn't do well at first. That's why he didn't want me. But later on, I realized that no matter what I do, he won't come back. He'll never come back, because. . . His heart has never been with me. Even if. . . No matter how good I am to him, becoming better. . . He never looked at me again. "

The System was stunned. This was the first time he had heard Lan Shumo talk so much to him. It was the first time he had heard Lan Shumo talk so much to him. What made him even more shocked was that Lan Shumo was clearly sour, but he still forced himself to laugh.

The tears at the corners of Lan Shumo's eyes were crystal clear, and combined with his unparalleled beauty, he looked like an immortal. Standard to reveal eight teeth, the tears at the corners of Lan Shumo's eyes finally fell, drawing a tear. He did not reach out to wipe them, but slightly raised his head, and any hot saline water that flowed across his face.

The System carefully asked, What is it? Didn't Host say that you are not gay?

Lan Shumo smiled even brighter and said in a joking tone, "That time. . . I lied to you, right?" After saying that, he even laughed out loud. However, his tears were falling faster and faster. In the end, Lan Shumo could not continue pretending. He squatted by the bedside and covered his face as he cried.

The System looked at Lan Shumo's fragile appearance with heartache. He was simply like a porcelain doll that could only be held in his hands. If he accidentally got hurt, he would never be able to recover.

. . .

Thank you Snow Cherry for the recommendation ticket to the Broken Wings Angel, Moshi Lichen, and whose dream had been erased by the passage of time.

. . .

There might not be much time left for me recently, because I'm preparing to finish my other book, Kaiyuan Wen. But at least, I can do it every day.