Love Purification Agreement

Ah, I replied to the message.

"Huh?! What's wrong with you?! Yan Huan, are you targeting me?!"

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

"Plane caller ID: Spencer."

Yan Huan drank some water, took a glance, and decisively pressed the "Reject" button.

"Ding~"

"Come on, Yan Huan, turn on the microphone!!"

After glancing at the other person's "Peppa Pig" avatar frame, Yan Huan sat in front of the gantry and continued typing with one hand.

"If you call me randomly again, I'll block you."

"you!!"

After a while, she sent another message.

"Just wait, Yan Huan!!"

"it is good."

I sent another nodding cat emoji.

After this set of moves, there is no doubt that the Spencer bag on the opposite side will be red and warm.

Not to mention, Yan Huan, who originally regretted adding her to the plane, now feels that it’s nothing.

It's quite interesting, just like teasing a child.

While sending this message to Spencer, Yan Huan opened Anle's chat interface and sent her the information form for the establishment of the club.

"Anle, if you want to set up a club, remember to fill out the information form."

Smiling cat emoticon.

"Okay, Xiao Huan, I'll fill it out and give it to you right away!"

"Don't worry, just give it to me before this week. A bookstore isn't a problem, but it'd be best if you add some explanation. It can't be related to any violations of student discipline."

"Know it."

After waiting for a while, Anle typed another line of words.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Huan."

Yan Huan smiled slightly when he saw the message, replied "It's okay", and put down the phone.

Modifier, ah, modifier.

How to solve it now.

Yan Huan stood up, walked to the equipment, and prepared to do seated rowing.

The imaginary Meow-chan sat gracefully on the equipment, stretched out her paws to touch the equipment curiously, and meowed at Yan Huan who was sitting down.

Currently, Ye Shiyu has topped the modifier's top list with an extremely high risk factor.

Yan Huan hasn't even figured out the capabilities and limitations of other modifiers.

Oh, and there's another modifier that hasn't even appeared yet.

How can we play this?

"Huhu."

Yan Huan adjusted his posture and pulled the linked weights on the double-track machine to exercise his latissimus dorsi.

One day of pushing, one day of pulling, and one day of legs training. This was Jiao Tan's advice to Yan Huan.

The personal trainer at the gym also agreed with this rhythm. He simply corrected Yan Huan's posture and let him practice on his own.

As Yan Huan exercised his muscles, his thoughts became clearer.

Modifiers are now divided into two tiers.

T2: Anle, Baiyi.

Bai Yi’s situation has been mentioned before, so there is no need to follow up for now.

As for Anle, after two days of getting along, the feeling she gave me was not much different from before.

Comparing Spencer and Ye Shiyu, Yan Huan even suspected that there was something wrong with the editor's vision. He actually chose An Le, who was kind and a little cowardly, as the host.

If that modifier had the same consciousness as Meow-chan, it would probably be pissed off by that little idiot Anle, right?

Then there are the two heavyweight divisions.

T1: Spencer.

T0: Ye Shiyu.

"call"

After doing it continuously until he was exhausted, Yan Huan gasped and let go of the equipment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The general idea is: let them not get what they want when using the modifier, and help them get what they want when they don't use the modifier.

Comparing the two, they will begin to question the use of modifiers.

The problem with Ye Shiyu now is that she is too adept at using the modifier, and she has no good way to counter it.

But

If I can't cure you, can't Aunt Ye cure you?

Yan Huan remembered that Ye Shiyu had engraved small words on her clothes, and a plan quietly took shape in her mind.

He picked up his phone again and opened Ye Lan's chat interface.

First, I sent a cat emoji, and then Yan Huan typed,

"Aunt Ye, can I come and stay at your house this weekend?"

Miao Jiang jumped onto Yan Huan's shoulder, looked at the message he sent, and said in disbelief,

"Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu is in great danger right now. How dare you go to her? Aren't you afraid of being hypnotized by her?"

A drop of sweat flowed down Yan Huan's forehead. It was unclear whether it was because of the exercise just now or because of Ye Shiyu's terrifying power.

He wiped the sweat off his face and said,

"No venture, no gain. Meow, Ye Shiyu is almost going crazy now, so why not take a gamble?"

"It was my previous actions that made Ye Shiyu care about me. Ultimately, her feelings for me are neither sibling nor romantic."

Yan Huan took a deep breath and calmly analyzed the current situation.

"To put it more bluntly, she simply mistakenly regarded me as her property, and thus developed a distorted possessiveness.

"Even if she realizes in her heart that I am a person, not an object, and that's why she lets me leave a mark on her, it doesn't change the nature of her feelings for me.

"Essentially, in her eyes, I'm just like that jellyfish keychain, a [possession], nothing more."

Miaojiang nodded, obviously agreeing with it.

"That's right, meow. A sick host like Ye Shiyu, coupled with such a powerful modifier, will soon have an impact on the surrounding world if not stopped, meow."

Yan Huan nodded and continued,

"In Ye Shiyu's world, the only person who can somewhat break away from the concept of 'possession' is probably Aunt Ye.

"Furthermore, Aunt Ye is also a completely independent third party from hypnosis. The only one who can break the situation is Aunt Ye."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Lan Banana Milk's avatar on his phone. For the first time, he felt so glad that he had successfully converted to the "Ye Lan Religion".

"Ding~"

It was Ye Lan who replied.

"Okay, then Xiao Huan, you can come back with Sister Shiyu on the bus on Friday.

"But you're coming back so suddenly. Did something happen in the South District, or are you encountering some difficulties?"

"【Confuse】"

Looking at the expression Ye Lan sent, Yan Huan almost told Ye Lan all the bad things Ye Shiyu had done.

But in the end, he just typed,

"No, I just miss you and Sister Shiyu."

Ye Lan made a [covering mouth and laughing] expression, and then said,

"Okay, see you on Friday. By the way, you haven't used the credit card I gave you yet, so don't treat yourself badly, okay, Xiao Huan."

"Uh-huh."

Yan Huan wiped away her illusory tears and felt more and more that Ye Lan was an angel.

No, Ye Lan should be the Almighty God.

And Ye Shiyu is the Lucifer under her who betrayed heaven.

Putting down his phone, Yan Huan continued to exercise and then thought about how to solve the problem of the modifier.

If the plan goes well, Ye Shiyu should be able to have some peace and quiet after this weekend.

So, the only thing that needs to be dealt with urgently now is this guy Spencer.

"Huhu."

He pulled the equipment, and as he moved, the muscles on his back became more clearly defined.

Yan Huan originally had no bad habits, his body fat percentage was not high, and his talent was not bad.

With such persistence and the plug-in given by Miaojiang, I believe that in time you will be able to achieve the same tendon meat as Teacher Jiaotan.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to then wrestle with Spencer, that idiot who only has brute force!

With this goal in mind, Yan Huan pulled the machine even harder.

"Hello, Sister Tong."

Just as Yan Huan was pulling the equipment with all his strength, he heard the boss greeting someone from behind.

Hearing this, Yan Huan was slightly stunned, and loosened his grip to let the device return to its original position.

Turning around, what caught my eye was a beautiful sister wearing a sporty belly-baring outfit.

The long red hair that was originally hanging down was tied into a high ponytail, outlining a mature beauty that was different from before.

Of course, just by looking at the dejected look under her bangs, one could tell that it was Yan Huan's good boss:

Tong Yingying.

"Sister Tong, why are you here?"

Tong Yingying's dejected eyes swept over, and when she saw Yan Huan's upper body naked, her eyes flickered slightly.

"What, I can't come?"

As she spoke, she walked closer to Yan Huan and scanned his entire body.

Yan Huan nodded and said,

"Yeah, you're always drinking in the pub anyway, so it doesn't matter whether you're there or not. Hiss!"

Before he could finish his words, Tong Yingying pinched Yan Huan's shoulder with a sad look in her eyes. The pain made his face turn pale and he begged for mercy.

"It hurts! Sister Tong, I was wrong."

After he begged for mercy, Tong Yingying loosened her hand that was pinching Yan Huan's muscles, allowing him to escape danger.

But Yan Huan, who was only concerned with begging for mercy, didn't notice that when Tong Yingying behind him saw his face change in pain because of her actions, her expression suddenly froze.

Immediately, a hint of inexplicable excitement flashed across her dejected eyes, which had originally shown no interest in anything.

But even so, she stopped her action instantly and withdrew her hand.

Tong Yingying rubbed her hands and said to Yan Huan as if jokingly,

"You idiot! If you continue to slander the boss, I'll dock all your salary this month."

"I'm sorry, Sister Tong"