Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

Although classmate Shi Yu kept smiling like a flower at the moment, Mo Yi didn't really think that the other party was not angry anymore.

It's just that the other party usually wouldn't say it, and would only laugh smugly, but today he said it abnormally, which shows that the back table sauce is still a little emotional.

Mo Yi, pretending to be confused with understanding, said with a smile:

"What I said is naturally true, you are beautiful, Shi Yu."

Teacher Dirty Shizi: "..."

Don't think that if you say something nice, I will let you go.

I knew that you were not so easy to submit, and Mr. Di Shizi hated him secretly, but the smile on his face was still bright and beautiful.

In this regard, Mr. Pou Shizi is completely different from Xuemiao. Xuemiao pretends to be unhappy when she is happy, while Xiazhiqiu Shiyu pretends to be happy when she is unhappy.

"Then Mo Yi-jun thinks, is it me or Yukinoshita's classmate who is more beautiful?"

Teacher Di Shizi asked maliciously:

"Don't fool me with Dumei's words. What I'm talking about is your personal vision and standards, so there is no answer that has its own merits."

Mo Yi: "..."

Sending the proposition came so quickly, I knew that Mr. Wu Shizi would not let himself go so easily, and blocked the perfect answer that countless male compatriots exchanged their lives for in advance - all beautiful, different beauty, each has its own merits.

Under such circumstances, do I have any other options, Teacher Dirty Shizi?

"Of course Shiwa-chan is more beautiful..."

Mo Yi looked serious, looked at Mr. Poor Poetry with a serious gaze like a pilgrimage, and said:

"At this moment and here, the most beautiful thing in my heart is you."

That's right, because at this moment, I only have you in my eyes, so there is no problem with this answer. Even if you inadvertently told Xuemiao about this, I still have reasons to prove my innocence.

"You really are a cunning front desk gentleman—"

Mr. Poo Shizi glanced at Mo Yi angrily, knowing that Mo Yi's deep-rooted back table sauce, he could hear the other party's real intentions in an instant from the seemingly complimenting words behind the other party.

After knowing each other for more than a year, she naturally knows that Mo Yi doesn't like to lie, or in other words, she has never lied when getting along with her. In the past, when faced with such situations, the way the other party usually adopts is to choose to say something that can be ambiguous, or Saying a part, not saying a part, achieves an effect similar to lying.

"However, since you have not been attracted by the snow girl and sucked up your soul, I won't bother with you anymore."

Mr. Poetry, the Snow Girl you are talking about seems to be the Snow Girl in Onmyoji. Is it really good to use this as a metaphor for Snow Meow?

Her hands-on ability is really better than yours, and she will beat you to tears.

"What are you looking at, sit down."

Sitting on the common chair, Kasumigaoka Shiwa patted the seat next to her lightly, and said with a smile:

"We don't have much time, hurry up."

"Finish it early, we can still play games on our mobile phones. I recently downloaded a plane game called "Thunderbolt" from Yakumo House. It's really fun."

I, Mo Yi, wouldn't believe Teacher Di Shizi's words. She obviously downloaded it while Mo Yi was chasing Xuemiao.

Teacher Dirty Shizi, do you really want to play an airplane game that can kill people?

Actually, I have a more interesting airplane game here.

Cough cough--

Forget it, you can't be led astray by Mr. Poetry, if this guy finds out, the other party will definitely make fun of you, cunning little fox.

After Mo Yi put the whimsical thoughts in his heart into the trash can, he unceremoniously sat beside the other party, without showing any shyness.

"I really miss-"

Teacher Di Shizi first moved a few times lightly, then leaned against the other party again, and said faintly:

"I really miss the former front desk gentleman. If I did this before, you would definitely move aside and teach me a serious lesson."

"For example, Xia Zhiqiu, I am not a casual person, please pay attention to the distance."

"At first, I really thought you were the kind of modest gentleman. It wasn't until I was taught a lot of taboo knowledge by you that I realized that the second half of the sentence that I am not a casual person is the key point. Casualness is not a person."

"My integrity, it's gone forever like this."

Mr. Dirty Poetry, I can’t take your pot. It’s clear that you are curious about my work and begged me to show it to you. After reading it, you go to the Yakumo House by yourself. I didn’t force you How is this my fault?

Moreover, when you were a lonely literary girl Xia Shizi, you would not approach me like this now, and the distance is too close.

At this time, I finally found out that Xuemiao was right, you are indeed a milk cow essence.

"Student Shiyu, what's the serious thing you said?"

Mo Yi ignored the other party's teasing, seemed not aware of the other party's current behavior, and said:

"Besides, I didn't take the initiative to teach you those things, and I even persuaded you that a good boy should not touch a bad boy like me. Whoever told you not to listen, you will bump into me."

"oops--"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu smirked and said:

"Isn't this Master Yakumo's trap just to get you? I was too naive before, and I thought you were a good person, Mo Yi-jun. After I understand, I can never turn back."

"Now everyone regards Mr. Poshiko as an accomplice of Master Yakumo. Poor me, I have no way out."