How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

"You," Ye Hongxuan was led out by Mo Yang, his eyebrows slightly frowned, "Where are you from?"

Judging from the reactions of the female classmates in the class, it is clear that Mo Yang has never appeared in school before.

This person appeared in front of him as if he suddenly jumped out from between a rock.

"Me? I came from the sky to repay my gratitude."

Mo Yang turned his head and smiled at Ye Hongxuan, with even a sincere light flashing in his eyes.

Ye Hongxuan shook his head to avoid being confused. He kept his rationality and carefully pondered Mo Yang's words.

"Repay a favor..."

"Well, I'll pledge my love to you. Do you want that, Hongxuan?"

!

Ye Hongxuan's heart skipped a beat, and his first reaction was to retract his hand, but Mo Yang held him tightly and he couldn't move.

What on earth is this person talking about?!

Ye Hongxuan told himself that Mo Yang was just talking nonsense, but his face turned red because of his words.

"Even if Hongxuan doesn't want it now, don't rush to reject me, okay?"

Mo Yang sensed Hongxuan's avoidance and stopped to look at him, "Hongxuan, if you don't want me, I will be sad."

"..."

What does it matter to him whether this person is sad or not? !

Seeing how effortlessly he does it, he must have been "sad" a lot in the past, right? !

"Boring." Ye Hongxuan just thought he was teasing him, glanced at Mo Yang and stopped looking at him.

Mo Yang curled his lips and smiled, and did not continue the topic, "What does Hongxuan want to eat?"

Ye Hongxuan's thoughts were completely on Mo Yang, and he didn't notice that his every word and action was being guided by Mo Yang.

When Mo Yang asked him, his first reaction was to think along the lines of what Mo Yang said.

What to eat

When Ye Hongxuan was alone, he always ate in the cafeteria at noon, and even the window was fixed.

Ye Hongxuan eats whatever dishes are cooked at the window, and they are almost different every day of the five days a week. Ye Hongxuan thinks that is already very good.

On weekends at home, he would cook noodles and, if he was in the mood, he would fry an egg for himself.

As for what Mo Yang asked him to eat, Ye Hongxuan didn't have many options in his mind.

But before Ye Hongxuan could come up with anything, Mo Yang spoke again: "Southern dishes tend to be lighter in flavor."

After saying that, he continued walking with Ye Hongxuan in his hand.

There are a wide variety of food, drink and entertainment options near the university, which can meet the needs of students from all over the country. Restaurants with lighter flavors are easy to find.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Qi searched the nearby map very attentively, locked onto the nearest southern restaurant, and activated the route navigation.

Mo Yang looked at the tiny thing in his sea of ​​consciousness and curled his lips slightly.

"Xiao Qi," Mo Yang said calmly, "I don't have any money."

Said it with confidence.

Xiao Qi, who was still staring at the navigation map in a daze, froze and turned around with a stiff smile.

[Xian, Xianjun, what does this mean? ]

"I'm treating Hongxuan to a meal, I can't let Hongxuan pay for it."

Mo Yang smiled and said, "I heard that system points can be exchanged for small world currency..."

Mo Yang didn't finish his words, but his meaning was already very clear.

[Hehe~] Xiao Qi laughed dryly and retreated towards the small dark room.

[How is this possible? Where did you hear this from? It’s just a rumor——uh——]

Mo Yang didn't give it a chance to enter the small dark room on its own initiative. He raised his hand to pick up Xiao Qi and flipped through his system homepage.

"Oh, there are three hundred points!"

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at it, "Isn't it my contribution? And my Hongxuan's as well."

Xiao Qi didn't even need to say anything, Mo Yang had already taken action and first transferred out 100 points to exchange for the currency of this small world.

Mo Yang didn't know what the exchange rate was, and was somewhat surprised when he saw the sudden extra one million in the host's account.

It turns out that Xiaoqi’s points are so valuable. This little guy can really hold it in.

No matter how much Xiao Qi cried in his hands, Mo Yang threw it into the small dark room without any sympathy.

After Xiao Qi went in, he lay down on the ground with a look of despair on his face. Tears of pain flowed from the corners of his eyes to the ground, forming a small river.

As a host bound to the system, Mo Yang has a private account.

He never cared about it before because he never had to worry about money before.

The situation this time is special, so Mo Yang just remembered this.

Fortunately, Xiao Qi is a person who can save money. Mo Yang is in a very good mood now that he has money.

Ye Hongxuan had been following Mo Yang half a step behind, feeling his visible joy, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

This person must be up to no good, otherwise why would he suddenly be so happy?

*

The two of them staggered to their destination in less than ten minutes.

Mo Yang pulled them directly into the private room, asked Hongxuan to sit down, and then sat beside him with a smile on his face.

He even moved his chair until his shoulders were close to Hongxuan's.

"You are too close."

Ye Hongxuan pushed it with disdain, but it didn't work.

"I need to pick up some food for Hongxuan. You can't be too far away."

“……”Don’t I have hands?

Ye Hongxuan refuted him in his heart, and angrily raised his arm and placed it on the table so that Mo Yang could see that there was nothing wrong with his hand.

Mo Yang took the menu handed over by the waiter, turned his head and saw Ye Hongxuan's hand. He took it without hesitation, put it to his mouth and kissed it.

"Be good." The voice was gentle, as if to comfort, and it seemed to melt Ye Hongxuan's heart.

Ye Hongxuan's fingers shrank, and he felt a burning sensation where Mo Yang had just kissed him.

He did not pull his hand back, allowing Mo Yang to hold it in his palm and play with it.

I looked back at the menu, but my mind was not on it at all and I couldn't read a single word.

"You order." Ye Hongxuan pushed the menu away with his eyes flashing.

Not to mention ordering food, he didn't even have the heart to eat.

Mo Yang seemed to be disturbing his mood all the time.

What made Ye Hongxuan most uneasy was that he didn't know whether Mo Yang was like this to everyone or just to him.

Will not.

Ye Hongxuan didn't dare to think of another possibility.

What's so good about him? He is not even noticeable among the crowd.

He can't speak clearly and his reactions are slow. From childhood to adulthood, people always say he is stupid and laugh at him for being dull.

There is nothing about him that deserves Mo Yang's special treatment...

But, if Mo Yang treats others like this, what should he do?

When Ye Hongxuan thought about the fact that Mo Yang had hugged and kissed others before, he felt so sad that he wanted to cry, and the grievance he felt almost overwhelmed.

As he thought about it, Ye Hongxuan's eyes turned red.

Before he could react, tears had already rolled down his cheeks.

"Hongxuan?"

Mo Yang had just finished explaining to the waiter when he turned around and saw his own Hong Xuan crying again. His heart ached instantly.

"what happened?"

Mo Yang quickly hugged him in his arms, wiped his tears and comforted him, "Hongxuan, what are you thinking about? Tell me, okay?"

Mo Yang kissed him on the top of his head, and seeing that the person in his arms didn't speak, he lowered his head and kissed Ye Hongxuan's eyes.

"Good boy Hongxuan, stop crying, okay? Your eyes are all swollen. What do you want? I'll give it to you, okay?"