The villain master doesn't want to fall in love with the cute heroine (Volume 1-7, Chapter 13)

"Master? Why do you look so... tired?"

Yao Shi was a little dazed after seeing Wu Liang's out of breath appearance.

This was the first time she saw the young master in such a mess.

"Hmm...it's cold outside...so I just exercised to warm up..."

Listening to Yao Shi's inquiry, Wu Liang muttered with a stiff face.

I really don't know where that girl Mo Qianhuan's self-confidence came from in the first place.

That's right, Mo Qianhuan's driving skills are really good, he could have arrived home early.

In the end, who knew that the girl didn't count the fuel at all, and broke down halfway as soon as she entered the city.

"Hee hee, I'm sorry, I ran out of gas after wandering outside for too long tonight. I've already contacted the tow truck, so you don't have to worry about me. I hope you can get home on time." 』

Wu Liang took out his phone and saw the message from the other party on the screen, and suddenly felt a stomachache.

This is also thanks to his current body is very abnormal, otherwise he could run back like a ghost.

"Master? Steam is coming from the top of your head."

Milentin looked at the time on the ancient clock, ouch, the young master really came back exactly on time.

"I was cooling off."

Wu Liang wiped the sweat off his forehead and snorted angrily.

But he still had to thank Mo Qianhuan, if she hadn't given him such a ride, he might not have come back.

"Master, how is Teacher Ye doing?"

Yao Shi pushed the hot tea to Wu Liang's hand and asked softly.

The young master said earlier that he was going to solve the matter with Mr. Ye, so now...

"We're going to participate in an event later, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Wu Liang took out the flyer from Qijiu's house earlier from his pocket.

The minimum number of participants is three and the maximum number of participants is five.

Hey, wouldn't there be exactly five people in this way?

Chapter 72: Individual Preparations

"Master, what do you mean?"

Milentin, who was lying next to Wu Liang, curiously took the flyer from Wu Liang's hand.

Ok?International Cosplay Exhibition?Is this what the young master said about the activity?

"Master, can you explain to us a little bit?"

Yaoshi glanced at Milentin lying beside Wu Liang's lap.

Standing up, walked to Wu Liang's side and sat down, getting closer unnaturally.

It may be that the desire to win and lose hidden in her heart is at work, and she wants to be a little more active.

"Let's put it this way, we're going to participate in an international cosplay competition in a few days."

"And for this competition, up to five people can form a team, including you and me, Milentin, as well as Qi Jiu and Teacher Ye."

"You also know Qi Jiu, you have met before."

Smelling the light fragrance from Yao Shi's body, Wu Liang rubbed his neck and moved his body a little embarrassed.

He had just exercised vigorously and was sweating all over his body. The smell should not be very good.

"You mean the woman we met when we went to the comic exhibition before, she seems to have a good relationship with Teacher Ye."

"But young master, why do we have to participate in this event? Is it the other party's invitation? Or..."

Yao Shi didn't give Wu Liang a chance to escape at all, and just when Wu Liang opened some distance, she leaned closer again.

As if unwilling to let Wu Liang leave her side, Yao Shi leaned over and pressed Wu Liang's shoulders tightly, staring straight at the other's cheek with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Ah...that...well...you can't say it was Qijiu's invitation..."

"I won't be able to explain it clearly to you for a while. You can understand that this is Teacher Ye's unfulfilled dream."

Because of Yao Shi's bold closeness, Wu Liang stuttered.

The oncoming fragrant wind made him very uncomfortable, especially when he felt the soft touch, his body was even a little stiff.

"Well, I just sweated a lot, why don't I take a shower first?"

Wu Liang said with some embarrassment, Yao Shi usually likes to be clean.

Why is it that she doesn't care about it now and keeps leaning on him, Yao Shi is not afraid of getting sweaty or something?

"is there a problem?"

Yao Shi leaned on Wu Liang's shoulder, moved her small face to Wu Liang and asked seriously.

It is impossible for her to dislike the young master just because the young master smells of sweat, let alone the young master's smell is not unpleasant.

"No, no problem."

Wu Liang was a little frightened by Yao Shi's agile eyes staring at the ground, and couldn't help but move his butt backwards.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that Yaoshi is a little more active and bold after she really wakes up.

Could it be that he was influenced by another "Yao poetry"?But "Yaoshi" and Yaoshi should be two completely independent people.

Their memories are not in common, and even their personalities and temperaments are completely separate. It is reasonable for these two people not to influence each other.

"Master, your leg is pressing on my hair."

Milentine, who was lying beside Wu Liang's lap, reached out and poked Wu Liang's thigh.

Although Milentine was talking to Wu Liang, her eyes remained on Yao Shi's face.

As if he had discovered some little secret, the corner of Milentin's mouth curled into a faint smile.

"I said, master, their exhibition looks quite interesting."

"This so-called international exhibition doesn't seem to limit the types of cosplay."

Milentine rested her head on Wu Liang's lap and said with interest.

Playing with the flyer in his hand, he licked his lips excitedly after seeing the prize on it.

Excuse me~~It's really a rich prize~~~

"You are interested in?"

It was a little surprising that Wu Liang would be so interested in finding Milentine.

Although he knew that Milentin was an ACG culture lover, she was only interested in figurines and paper figurines.

If it was a serious cosplay, he thought that Milentin's lazy personality would not be very interesting.

"It looks quite fun, and this is the young master's request, how could I not agree."

Melentine grinned grinningly, rubbing her small head back and forth on Wu Liang's thigh.

The young master said so, how could she refuse, not to mention that this so-called exhibition is quite interesting.

Let's go over and have a look, anyway, she is free recently.

"Master, since we are going to participate in this competition, I think the five of us should hold a meeting."

"Since you have already participated, you can't leave empty-handed, young master, are you right?"

Yaoshi reached out and pressed Milentin's face and pushed it aside.

To actually dare to make such a bold move to the young master, Milentin is really getting more and more presumptuous.

"You want to be number one?"

Milentine rubbed the bridge of her sore nose and sat up.

Hiss... my old lady's nose... Doesn't this girl Yaoshi know how to be gentle...

"No, I don't want to be number one."

"It's the first thing that belongs to us."

Yaoshi picked up the flyer that fell on the sofa, squeezed it in her hands and watched silently.

After seeing that the reward for No.1 was the Cupid ring symbolizing the blessing of love, a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his cold eyes.

This No.1...she decided...

"Yes... is it..."

Wu Liang was also a little dazed after seeing Yao Shi so full of fighting spirit.

Yaoshi...how could she be so interested in this kind of activity?

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Mo Qianhuan scratched her head in embarrassment after seeing the middle-aged man who was waiting for her in front of the garage.

Hastily pushed the motorcycle and trotted all the way to the man's side.

"Dad, I ran out of gas when I came back, so it's a bit late..."

Mo Qianhuan took off the helmet on her head, and smiled mischievously with her little tongue out.

The performance of this locomotive is much better than the previous one, and its stability is much better.

"Smelly girl, I knew you were also out of gas for riding."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man scolded with a smile, can't this girl of his own take it easy.

In the middle of the night, he insisted on running out to be crazy, but he just couldn't control this stinky girl.

"Dad, is my 'that' ready?"

After stretching vigorously, Mo Qianhuan asked his father expectantly.