Raising you this small stuff

The car window rolled down a little.

Chen Jiao with a nervous face little by little revealed in front of Mo Yi Yan's eyes.

This is the first time Mo Yi Yan so close to the brother of this little assistant to look at, this face ...... Mo Yi Yan suddenly felt a burst of tingling in the temples, could not help but close the eyes.

Chen Jiao's entire body is frozen, nervously swallowed saliva, "Mr. Mo, is something wrong?"

Mo Yi Yan bowed slightly, then told himself to calm down and went to look at Chen Jie's face again ...... seemed to have regained his usual impression. After a slight pause of two seconds, Mo Yi Yan said, "Qian He's matter, condescending to you, the circle is like this, do not think too much. Take care of Yi Cheng."

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

"Go on, drive slowly on the road." After saying this Mo Yi Yan got up and turned around to leave.

Chen Jie looked at Mo Yi Yan's back froze for two seconds, the cold wind blew back, busy remedy like a thank you, even forgot to close the car windows, and drove the car out.

There are only two people left in the car.

There is no need to avoid Chen Jiao, Mo Yi Cheng took out his phone and clicked into the game interface.

The game is really sitting on the bench, holding the drawing board and concentrating on drawing, next to the half-eaten fruit platter, bento box is half empty. Mo Yi Cheng estimated that the little thing should have almost eaten, a little more milk will be ready at night.

"Mo Yi Cheng, you're back!" May Suo saw Mo Yi Cheng hurriedly put down the drawing board and stood up on the sofa.

Mo Yi Cheng had his headphones on, so he was not afraid that Chen Jiao would hear Winsor's words.

Mo Yi Cheng asked, "How was school today?"

Wishing Suo said, "Still ...... good."

Mo Yi Cheng thought it was his own wrong operation, failed to isolate the elf named Purfei, or that Wantso had encountered some trouble again, said with concern: "What's wrong? Is someone bullying you again?"

Winsor hurriedly waved his hands, "No ...... no one is bullying me. It is not very good performance in class today."

Mo Yi Cheng put down his heart, then raised his eyebrows, "Is too full to eat secretly sleep?"

"No, Dudu did not sneak to sleep." Although after eating full afternoon is a little sleepy, but wish sow quickly perked up it! "It is because the energy is not focused ...... so in the classroom by the teacher named."

So this is the case, Mo Yi Cheng slender fingers nodded the screen on the head of the wish sow, pretending to be serious: "That is probably greedy walnuts, this evening's milk inside add some walnuts to make up for the brain."

"No...... not." May Sow said.

Mo Yi Cheng made bad, "Then do not add walnuts."

Wish Suo hurriedly added, "Can ...... put walnuts." He likes nutty food.

"So is it craving walnuts or not?"

"......" Wish Suo was bypassed, and finally broke his fingers, the same as the wisp, Mo Yi Cheng mouth smile spread.

Finally smoothed out the wish sow, sure he wanted to eat walnuts. The company also told Mo Yi Cheng about the things it learned inside the school.

Mo Yi Cheng finally understood why Wantso was scared to tears the first time he saw him, and why the little thing was always timid, rather than condescending to himself, whether he was sick or hungry, did not dare to disturb him easily.

Because the system matches the player to a certain extent determines the fate of the elf.

Elves are orphans, and so are players. Each elf can only match one player in a lifetime, and if the player initially apparently chooses to uninstall or choose to abandon the game later on, the elf is likely to face a complete disappearance. So many of the game's elves can even bring players a certain amount of revenue through their labor in the game, so that they can better ensure that they live, or give to make themselves feel safe.

But there is a situation where the genie can match the player again, i.e. the existing player dies and voluntarily transitions the ownership of the genie to someone else. Or if the phone is destroyed by force majeure, the genie has a chance to be the owner again.

The elf that bullied the wish to so Perfy, is because the previous owner passed away and changed the owner. The new owner did not treat him well, and because of this the original although slightly aloof but pure-hearted little elf, became more and more gloomy.

Like thinking of something horrible, Wanso's big eyes were filled with tears, and both hands were uneasily grasping together, firmly saying to Mo Yi Cheng: "Wanso doesn't want to change players, ever."

Mo Yi Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and rubbed his hand on the screen, trying to help Wanso wipe away the tears, "No, never."

Seeing Mo Yi Cheng frowning, Wantso for the first time boldly clicked on the system above the [pull the player's coattails]

Although Mo Yi Cheng's coat corner was not really pulled, but when the line [Dudu pulled your coat corner] appeared on the screen, he seemed to really feel the coat corner being tugged, his heart became heavy.

"...... good."

The plane has taken off for a while, Mo Yi Cheng asked for a glass of red wine, drank two mouthfuls, moved restlessly, changed position, the mind is still wishing the pair of clear tear-laden eyes. A long breath of relief, Mo Yi Cheng will be empty red wine glass down, the heart made a decision.

In Mo Yi Cheng's application, the game lifted the confinement order of Purfei, but within a certain period of time, he was monitored in real time to make sure he would not do anything to hurt other pokemon.

It was late at night, and Wanso was still buried in the drawing room, having studied for almost half a month, Wanso's progress in all areas could be described as rapid. He tried to send some of his recent works to Weibo, some of them were paintings of Mo Yi Cheng, and with Mo Yi Cheng's hashtag on, the readership was huge, and the number of likes was above three digits. So Wantso took advantage of the two-day break to pluck up the courage to send the first words of his cartoon strip to Weibo with a new hashtag #bestyou#.

Of course, due to the secrecy of the game, some of the plot and settings were fabricated and adapted. But the first words, he raised his head to see Mo Yi Cheng's image is so real, until today, as long as he closed his eyes, still vividly.

Although the microblogging service has five-figure followers because of Mo Yi Cheng's previous likes, the microblogging service is not clearly labeled as a home-grown bean, so it is natural to ignore it.

The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the market for a long time, and you can find a lot of people who have been in the market for a long time.

"Drink the milk and go to bed." The newest thing you can do is to get a new script and start filming a month later, so these days you'll be integrating into your character and growing your hair and beard longer than usual.

The initial wish so is not very accustomed to, look long after the discovery of a special MAN! So finally the skills itch, could not resist drawing a bearded Mo Yi Cheng.

"Also ...... still a little short." May Sow pen move faster, but the small buttocks like a long on the stool.

"Do not sleep again tomorrow morning to be late for school." Mo Yi Cheng knows the little thing's soft spot.

After a moment of hesitation, Wantso really put down the pen, and then secretly decided to get up a little earlier tomorrow morning to finish the painting.

He said, "I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it.

Mo Yi Cheng drank a mouthful of milk, clicked on the book to open it, and looked through Wishing Suo's drawings one by one, the last one being the half-drawn Mo Yi Cheng, whose long, unkempt-looking hair and stubble made him more manly.

The last one is the one with a large part of Mo Yi Cheng. Mo Da Di returned to his bedroom with his phone in his hand, waiting for his short legs to come out, urging him to go to bed and rest for a perfect day.

ding ring ~

The WeChat ringing.

It was sent by Mo's mother.

Mo Yi Cheng clicked on it, it was an address and time. The next voice came, Mo mother tone of voice excited and looking forward to: "Yi Cheng, tomorrow you and Meng Xue meet to bring a bouquet of flowers over, but do not buy maintenance products again. I heard your uncle Lin say that Mengxue is now also involved in some film and television investment, you have more topics to talk about."

Mo Yi Cheng frowned after listening, returned the message: know.

May Suo just came back from brushing his teeth and was climbing towards the bed when he heard Mo's mother's voice, froze for a moment and directly slid off the bed, standing on the floor with his bare feet.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yi Cheng saw the little thing face with doubts.

May Sow thought about it, "Mo Yi Cheng is going to meet friends?"

It turns out that the voice was heard, Mo Yi Cheng smiled and said, "It's kind of ...... friend."

May Sow asked, "Is that a good friend?"

Mo Yi Cheng said, "Not a good friend."

"Ah ......" wishing Suo seems to be relieved, then continue to climb to the bed, climb halfway and think of something, stop, hanging on the edge of the bed, mumbled a few times, asked, "Then who is Mo Yi Cheng's best friend? "

Mo Yi Cheng laughed, "It's a little one."