Chapter 265: Perfect Foot Brake

Seeing Qingcao finish patting her face, she then viciously rubbed it twice, and Wu Yue felt her calf tremble—what grudge is this?

Too vicious!

But Qingcao, scrunching her fleshy face, stretched out the hand that had just slapped her own face: 'Yue, you haven't been bitten, have you?'

Seeing the mosquito in her palm, as big as a knuckle, Wu Yue felt goosebumps rise all over her.

I swear! Is this a mosquito?

That's a foul, right? Did it grow that big on hormones?

But right after, the faint mosquito buzz came, and Wu Yue followed the sound to see several mosquitoes taking off in the nearby grass—needless to say, their target was clear.

So we're obviously not here to bathe; we're clearly here to wash vegetables for the mosquitoes.

Wash them clean so the mosquitoes can feed.

She quietly shifted closer behind Qingcao, hoping the big mosquito wouldn't notice her.

"Host, please stop this meaningless lewd act; a mosquito is already flying toward you."

Hearing that, Wu Yue's face stiffened; she looked up at the large mosquito with a long proboscis flying toward her, and she felt doomed.

But with no wider leaf at hand, she could only barehandedly resist after the mosquito flew over.

But...

When the big mosquito was still a short distance from Wu Yue, it suddenly executed a perfect foot brake in midair, then turned and flew toward Qingcao with its companions.

Wuyue: "..."

What does that mean?

Although I don't like you, isn't that emergency brake a bit excessive?

It's extremely insulting!

But will mosquitoes listen? Obviously not!

"Tongzi, can you detect what that plump mosquito was just thinking?"

"Tongzi: 'Host, although I'm glad you think highly of me, can you not make life hard for a struggling Tongzi?'"

Wu Yue gave a dry laugh: 'I always feel that mosquito has a rich inner drama.'

"Tongzi hesitated, then cautiously said: 'Let me try to help you translate, but you must promise not to deduct my points!'"

"Little Tongzi is living in poverty, a point is practically split in half to spend, so naturally some guarantees are needed."

Wu Yue waved the book enthusiastically: 'Go ahead and translate; I've always been broad-minded.'

"Tongzi automatically ignored that remark, then said: 'I think that mosquito is probably a bit nearsighted; it only noticed you, Host, when it got close, seeing you're so thin there's hardly any meat.'"

"It's probably afraid that if it bites, it'll hit bone and get nothing, so it flew away."

Wu Yue watched Tongzi grow increasingly smug, and inwardly chuckled.

"Your pocket money has been deducted, 5 points removed; please system promptly review to provide better service for the host."

The mechanical voice always comes so unexpectedly.

"Tongzi burst into tears: 'Didn't you say you wouldn't deduct my points? Turns out you're a host who doesn't keep your word!'"

"Oh, that's just your illusion; I've always been this carefree and unrestrained host."

Wu Yue narcissistically admired herself without blushing or her heart racing.

Watching the points mysteriously disappear from her account, poor Little Tongzi felt heartbroken, twitching and sobbing as she curled up in the corner, hurt.

Meanwhile, Qingcao, after killing a small bunch of mosquitoes, finally clapped her hands contentedly and leaned against the pool wall behind her.

And beside her lay a pile of mosquito corpses.