The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 81 Physics No Longer Exists
Of course Zhang Wuyong was too embarrassed to expose Zhao Yutong.

He acted as if he had suddenly realized something: "So that's how it is. I was saying it before, I've been memorizing words every day and studying English hard, but why can't I remember them and can't bring them up?

"So this is what English is like. Even though I can't remember it after memorizing it, it's actually stored in my subconscious mind, just like the Buddhist enlightenment, waiting for the day when it will suddenly explode."

He smiled happily and said, "So, I actually have a talent for learning foreign languages?"

Zhao Yutong nodded vigorously: "That's right!"

Zhang Wuyong looked at her and said, "So I can ask you to pose now? Any pose is fine."

Zhao Yutong opened her mouth wide, her expression a little dull.

"Tongtong!" Zhang Wuyong puffed out his chest, crossed his fingers, and pinched each other's knuckles. "You agreed to this yourself. Even if you want to regret it now, it's too late."

Zhao Yutong blushed, lowered her head, and tweaked the corner of her clothes: "Then, then what posture do you want me to strike? I tell you, only... only one!"

Zhang Wuyong's heart was in turmoil, and all kinds of poses he wanted Tongtong to strike had already emerged in his mind.

How about letting her lie on her back on the bed, and then something like that, as if she's inviting you to taste it?

How about letting her lie there, with her front and back bent, and waiting for him to hurry up?

In any case, Zhang Wuyong didn't sympathize with her at all.

Because of the more excessive actions last night, he was forced to do so.

Unless this revenge is taken, his wounded heart cannot be comforted.

At this moment, Zhang Wuyong was full of heroic spirit and looked down at her.

Zhao Yutong shrank when he looked at her, like an ant being looked down upon by a god.

Although he clearly wanted to take revenge, Zhang Wuyong couldn't help but feel pity.

Tongtong, who was wearing pajamas that were actually a little too small for her and looked more like something a junior high school girl would wear, looked so weak and helpless at the moment that it felt like she would cry for a long time if she were punched.

Under his majestic gaze, Zhao Yutong felt a sense of weakness as if she was being stared at by a domineering CEO.

She raised one hand, held it to her cheek, and asked softly, "What do you want?"

Her coquettish tone makes me feel pity for her.

Sometimes, Zhao Yutong really had no way to deal with him.

Because this guy, many times, really lacks the awareness that he is a handsome guy.

Even though he is so handsome, she can still handle it calmly when his aura is a little weaker.

Once she became strong, her heart would just pound so fast that she couldn't think of anything else.

Zhang Wuyong took a deep breath, made up his mind, and put his hands on her shoulders, saying without question: "Wait here for me, I'm going to go out for a while."

Start running outside.

Zhao Yutong turned around: "Where are you going?"

"I'll go to the store." Zhang Wuyong said without turning his head.

Zhao Yutong felt terrible... He was going to the store?

What is he going to get from the store?
After all, they were childhood sweethearts, so Zhao Yutong certainly knew what kind of store his family ran.

She just agreed to strike a pose, so how did it get to the point where he needed to go to the store to get something?

She watched him walk out the door, closing it behind him and leaving her alone in his room.

Zhao Yutong threw herself onto his bed, grabbing the pillow to cover her head. "No, no, no, that's progressing too fast. We haven't even graduated from high school yet, how can we get to that point?"

"Zhao Yutong, calm down and think about it. What is going on? Why did he really learn so much just because I taught him in my dream last night?"

Zhao Yutong tried hard to stay calm and tried to figure out what was going on.

Physics... no longer exists!
Wait a minute, it was clearly me who taught him in the dream, but Wuyong said that in the dream it seemed like a fairy was teaching him Chinese and English. She opened her eyes wide.

Could it be that... I was the reincarnation of a fairy in my previous life?
Otherwise, how could a dream be so magical?
No, no, no, Zhao Yutong, now is not the time to think about this.

Should I escape back home before he comes back?
Useless, you can't be like this, you absolutely can't be like this. I am the reincarnation of a fairy, you can't do this to me!
If you act like this, I'll be angry...

She grabbed the pillow and rolled around on her childhood sweetheart's bed, as if she had already thrown a gangster's exciting punch.

The sound of the door opening rang out again.

Just back? She quickly sat up again, and saw Zhang Wuyong carrying a bag and heading to the kitchen.

He came back so soon, obviously not to his own shop, which made the girl feel relieved.

At the same time, I am very curious.

So what did he buy?

"Tongtong..." Zhang Wuyong returned to the room with a strange smile.

Zhao Yutong's face flushed.

Escape! It's too late!

Zhang Wuyong took her hand and pulled her to the side of the desk: "Come! Sit down like this... Yes, sit on the floor... Spread your legs and sit down with your buttocks..."

Zhao Yutong had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted.

With her legs spread out to the sides, Wuyong stood behind her, grabbed her slender waist and asked her to continue sitting down.

The whole person sat between the legs that were hooked to the sides.

Duck sitting? Is that it?
Zhao Yutong didn't quite understand.

Even she herself felt that she was getting too lucky.

Then, Zhang Wuyong walked around to her front and looked down at her, and even his breathing seemed to become rapid.

Zhao Yutong's face was burning hot, because she was sitting on the ground like this, with her hands supporting herself, and her vision was not in a good place.

Zhang Wuyong bent down again and held her hands.

Let me play the role of a pet? Zhao Yutong could only guess this.

By the way, some boys seem to like girls with two-dimensional images.

She knew that at least Wuyong was playing Genshin Impact. She didn't know much about Genshin Impact, but she knew that the game had a fast pace and many people would do strange things while playing, and others would scold him for "playing Genshin Impact."

Is this why Wuyong developed this strange quirk of the two-dimensional world?

She had originally thought that Wuyong was just asking her to raise her hand like a puppy and place it on his upturned palm.

Although it was shameful, she could accept it.

After all, in her dream last night, she had made Wuyong pose in many strange ways.

But no!
Wuyong asked her to hold her hands in front of her chest, turned her around again, and continued to help her adjust with his hands.

Pull your waist in a little tighter, straighten your chest a little more, and keep your head up.

"Tongtong, act unhappy...be even more unhappy..." he whispered.

I'm a little unhappy now... No, very unhappy...

What the hell are you doing? You treating me like a kitten? A puppy? You used to like pets?

Or is this really some strange species from the second dimension?
Are you playing Genshin Impact?
"Don't move!" Zhang Wuyong left his childhood sweetheart, who was forced to sit on the ground with her head raised and her hands clasped, there, and went out first.

Zhao Yutong heard the sound of the refrigerator door opening outside, and then he came in with something...

(End of this chapter)