Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The belt was loosened, and the blouse was loosely opened, revealing her skin, but Little Mushroom didn't respond at all.

She stared blankly at his movements, as if wondering what he was doing.

After a while, she reached out and grabbed his hand holding his belt.

"Wear it." Then she pulled another belt and stuffed it into his hand.

It took Song Nanxing a few seconds to realize that she thought he wanted to wear it.

He raised his eyes and looked into her clear eyes, suddenly feeling a little dull.

There is also a trace of irritability that I can't explain.

It seemed that there was a gloom stuck in the heart, lingering and refusing to dissipate.

"I don't wear it." He helped her re-tie the belt.

"No." She parroted.

"You have to wear it."

"Put on."

Song Nanxing glanced at her, then suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek.

The pinched little mushroom covered his cheek with a puzzled expression.

"Does it hurt?"

"pain."

"That's good." She felt comfortable when she hurt him.

Small mushroom:"?"

And the man has coaxed himself well.

He reached out and rubbed her little head, which was a habit she developed when she was a little mushroom.

But after she became a human, she no longer had that soft touch.

Just thinking about it, I felt my palm being rubbed.

It turned out that the little mushroom was also used to being touched, and subconsciously came to rub him.

Song Nanxing suddenly felt that the current little mushroom is also good to the touch.

"Okay, just wait here obediently."

He just looked at it, and her panel is still messed up. He has to find out the reason, lest she format herself.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the corner of his clothes was pulled.

He turned his head and looked over, only to see her staring at him desperately.

"eat!"

Song Nanxing: "..."

"Eat." Probably because he was silent and thought he didn't understand, Little Mushroom said it again.

Yes, the nature does not change.

If you become a human, you will only think about eating!

Song Nanxing almost laughed out of breath.

He was worried that she would kill himself, but she only knew how to eat!

It's a pity that the little mushroom doesn't understand his mood.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, I thought he didn't understand, so I changed to another language.

"Boo!" I want to eat!

Song Nanxing raised his eyebrows and pinched her cheeks: "Don't be cute."

That being said, I still bought her food from the mall.

And the little mushroom forgot him when he got the food.

"It's real." He poked her little head.

Little Mushroom ignored him.

But half an hour later, the little mushrooms stuck to it on their own initiative.

At that time, Song Nanxing was still checking the garbled codes on her panel, trying to find out if there was a bug, and felt her back sink.

She limply lay on her stomach, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Boooo~"

Song Nanxing was familiar with this tone, it was the unique tone when she called his name.

Her voice was very sweet, and when she called his name, the consonant would rise softly, reminding Song Nanxing of the milk cakes she had eaten.

Sweet and milky.

Song Nanxing patted her hand and signaled her to come down.

But she refused, so she would lie on top of him.

The softness was pressed against his back.

He was clearly not a sensitive person, but he clearly felt the subtle bulge.

For a few moments, his mind went blank.

"Boooo~"

It wasn't until her soft voice sounded that he interrupted his thoughts.

Song Nanxing came back to his senses: "My name is not Bubu, I'm Song Nanxing."

He pulled her off him.

As a result, she leaned crookedly on his arm like a boneless one.

Song Nanxing raised his eyebrows: "Do you think you are still a mushroom?"

She tilted her head and looked over, as if wondering if she wasn't a mushroom now?