[BL, MTL] What Can I Do, I'm Not Human (Quick Wear)

Chapter 49: The Second World (14)

　Ever since he knew that Mingzhe was his old attacker, Chu Shici was in a bad mood.

　Mingzhe doesn't listen in class, and passes notes to Xianningning.

　The two often ate and chatted together. Every time Xian Ningning said ten sentences, Ming Zhe hummed.

　The heroine can draw, and secretly drew Mingzhe's sketches in class.

　In the original text, this is the early cookie.

　Before he knew it, although Chu Shici felt that something was wrong, he didn't think about it.

　After all, if you eat sugar, you have to be brainless.

　Now he finally understands why he always felt sour when he ate candy before.

　His intuition realized that this was his man.

　His brain didn't notice it, and he was instructed to rub cp.

　Chu Shici stared at the data panel every day, dreaming that those two points would rise.

　The system probed over, [It's useless for you to become a human being, Mingzhe has three years to come of age. 】

　It paused, and held its face in shock: 【Oh my God, don't you want to drive a baby carriage! You beast! 】

　'What kind of image do I have in your heart? '

　【Then why are you in a hurry. 】

　This sentence asked Chu Shici's knowledge blind spot.

　The male protagonist regards him as an older brother, and he can still chat with the female protagonist. Visually, he is a straight man.

　The child is possessive and has no special feelings for him.

　And even if he becomes a human, he will not take the initiative to pursue high school students. It was so small that he couldn't get down.

　Chu Shici spread out in Mingzhe's palm.

　It is impossible to bless with tears, and it is impossible to be relieved in this life.

　Minors should study hard and not fall in love early.

　Seeing him so sluggish, the system pretended to comfort him: [It's okay, in fact, it is more in line with my sexuality than a high-cold academic male lead x a cute scumbag female lead, or a facial paralyzed arrogant attack x violent beauty. 】

　Chu Shici also felt that they were a more fragrant couple.

　The math teacher was excited when he was speaking on stage, and when he was excited, he would clap his hands uncontrollably.

　Xian Ningning, who was drowsy, was terrified.

　She shrunk her neck and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the teacher hadn't noticed her.

　Woke up and couldn't sleep, and couldn't understand the class, Xian Ningning's eyes wandered around.

　Finally fell on the same table.

　Xueba Xiaocao is doing exercises, but he never listens to the class because the teacher's speed can't keep up with his progress.

　He wrote the questions with one hand and rubbed the little clay figurines with the other.

　Xian Ningning didn't know why a high school student liked playing with mud so much.

　She threw a small note: 'How do you like your plasticine figure? '