Chapter 749 - 768: You Have to Give Me a Treat
Chapter 749: Chapter 768: You Have to Give Me a Treat
"No."
"Though I do want all that stuff!" Jiang Qiuqiu said with a straight face. "But those are things a boyfriend should do for his girlfriend anyway. You buy me things, and I buy you things. That can’t count as an apology!"
"This apology gift doesn’t count!"
"Then what do you want?" he asked, getting tangled in her logic.
Jiang Qiuqiu propped her chin on one hand and leaned closer to the screen. Her voice suddenly dropped to a whisper. "Can I ask for anything I want?"
A question like that usually meant she was laying a trap.
But Mo Si thought Qiuqiu looked genuinely happy right now.
"Anything." He was willing to walk right into it.
"In that case, I want—"
Jiang Qiuqiu whispered, leaning close to the screen, and stated her request, pausing deliberately on each word.
Mo Si: ...
After he heard her out, the expression on his face vanished for a moment. Then, his brow furrowed slightly, and his ears turned a little red. "That would be very strange."
"What’s so strange about it?" Jiang Qiuqiu wheedled. "I want to see it."
"I don’t know how."
"Yes, you do!"
"No, I don’t."
"You do!"
"You’re not going to show me?" Jiang Qiuqiu dropped the back-and-forth banter and asked directly, "Even though I want to see it, you won’t show me?"
In the end, the arm can’t out-twist the thigh.
Ultimately, Mo Si was always going to surrender to Jiang Qiuqiu’s tyranny.
After agreeing, he first stood up and went to the hatch to make sure it was locked before sitting back down.
This action made Jiang Qiuqiu cover her mouth and laugh for a while longer.
And so, it began.
Some things are like that; before you start, you feel like you’ll never be able to do them.
But once you begin, you just throw caution to the wind.
Mo Si mobilized his spiritual power, activating his Genes. He guided the Genes with his spiritual power, and soon, two round, fluffy black ears appeared on his head.
Jiang Qiuqiu let out a "Wow!"
As if startled, the ears twitched.
Then, they began to ’move’.
A long, long time ago, back in the 21st century, Jiang Qiuqiu used to follow a very famous social media account that shared details about pandas’ lives, and it often posted videos of them.
One of the installments was about how their ears moved.
They... the two ears would move like a rabbit’s, folding and unfolding. But it wasn’t just a simple up and down; they would also twitch to the left and twitch to the right.
"To the left!"
"To the right!"
She directed him for a while until, a few minutes later, Jiang Qiuqiu was finally satisfied.
"So cute."
"What’s so cute about ears?"
"You’re right. Maybe a tail would be even cuter."
"...I am not wagging a tail," Mo Si said firmly.
"Ew, I didn’t ask you to wag a tail." ’Shaking your butt at the camera would be so weird, even if you do have a nice one!’
"So, when are you coming back?" Jiang Qiuqiu remembered to ask. "It’s almost September, winter is coming. Can you be back by the end of the month?"
"If you come back before September, we can still see each other! In September, I have to participate in the Spirit Healing Department’s free clinic on a remote planet." She hoped Mo Si could come back soon.
But—
"Probably not." When the topic shifted to the war, a host of complex emotions clouded Mo Si’s face, along with a sense of exhaustion. "This year is different from previous years."
In previous years, by August, the Insect Race would have already started to slow down. The swarms would gradually shrink because the falling temperatures would force the Insect Race to begin hibernation in September.
Then, after another two or three weeks to confirm the swarms were steadily receding, the battlefield cleanup would begin. He and another general could then lead a portion of the soldiers back to the capital planet. That would mark the end of this year’s fighting.