Chapter 64 The vest fell off

Going home with Cancan, cooking, live streaming, and petting, everything seems to be back on track.

But... when she was alone in the room, Tong Wanwan would become a little absent-minded. Strangely, when she glanced at the light computer on her wrist, she would remember what happened today and Mr. Marshal who helped her out.

Unconsciously, she opened the photo album on her laptop and stared at the photo of her and Elvis for a long time.

When she first arrived, she was filled with curiosity, unfamiliarity, and insecurity about the world—the unknown always instills fear. She was able to quickly change her mindset thanks to the system's companionship and the "baptism" of the Star Network.

In her eyes, Marshal Ives, who is respected and revered by thousands of people in the Federation, is the unreachable sun, like a god above the clouds, the fantasy and delusion of everyone, the gaze that people want to touch but then look away.

Because of this, when you suddenly meet him, you will have an extremely unreal feeling of running into your idol.

It’s not wrong to say that she is an idol.

Tong Wanwan inexplicably swiped her fingers together, zooming in on the photo, her gaze lingering on Elvis's features. Meeting Mr. Marshal, then seeing Cancan again, she felt... his eyes and its were uncanny similarities.

It wasn't until a message reminder suddenly popped up on the computer, partially obscuring the silver-haired man's face, that Tong Wanwan suddenly came back to her senses.

It’s already late at this time, who else would look for her?

Tong Wanwan returned to the homepage and clicked the small red dot under "Contacts." A portrait of the federal emblem, looking quite righteous, popped up.

Even simpler than the avatar is his nickname – “A”.

Tong Wanwan: “…”

This style is obviously that of Mr. Marshal.

Suddenly feeling nervous, she sat up in bed and opened the chat with Elvis to see what he had sent.

A: "The photos are great, thank you."

Tong Wanwan paused, a faint smile curling up at the corner of her lips. For some reason, seeing Mr. Marshal's earnest thanks and the period after "thank you" reminded her of his reserved demeanor.

The more this happens, the greater the contrast becomes.

She couldn't help but wonder: Why was Mr. Marshal such a fan? Was it because he also liked pets? Or was it because he, like her, liked cute, comforting little things?

No matter what the reason is, being associated with "Elvis" will only make people feel incredible.

However, no matter how cute her thoughts were, Tong Wanwan was still well-behaved when replying——

Wanwan: "Mr. Marshal, I should be the one to say thank you. I really appreciate you today!"

In the same villa, Elvis, who was sending messages in the pet room downstairs, lowered his eyelids in a somewhat depressed look. For the first time, he realized that he, who was not good at speaking, was a very boring person.

The silver-haired man fiddled with his fingers, hesitating for a long time in front of his laptop, still unable to figure out what to talk about next. In the end, he had no choice but to send a dry message before midnight: "Go to bed early, good night."

Two seconds later, he received the girl's reply——

"Mr. Marshal, too. Sweet dreams~"

Elvis's originally furrowed brows relaxed a lot with the little waves made by the girl.

…

On the other side, Tong Wanwan, who had been waiting for the little white lion to "crawl on the bed" for a long time and had no sleepiness at all, was lying on the soft bed with her eyes closed, chatting with the 1551 system in her mind.

Yiyi was also confused: [Why didn't Cancan come in today? ]

"Maybe he was too tired and fell asleep downstairs."

The more she wanted to sleep, the more thoughts that kept flashing through her mind. Tonight... unexpectedly, Tong Wanwan couldn't sleep.

[Wanwan, can't sleep?] The system asked worriedly.

"Hmm." Tong Wanwan felt her eyelids were heavy, too heavy to open, but her mind was alert. "Yiyi, play some lullabies for me."

[Okay!] The system busily opened the music library and quickly selected some high-quality, well-received hypnotic songs. As they played, it lowered its voice and whispered to her, trying to lull her to sleep.

After a long time, so long that Tong Wanwan finally felt a little sleepy, she heard the sound of a door opening very softly, and the little white lion slipped in.

The system was at a loss for words: [Cancan is really... persistent.] It naively thought that the little lion wouldn't come back tonight.

Cancan's late-night "visit" instantly aroused Tong Wanwan's curiosity. She wanted to see what the little guy would do when she was asleep.

However... she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, waiting for what felt like an eternity. She only felt the little white lion's gentle leap onto the bed at the very beginning. Beyond that, there was no other movement.

Tong Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

She subconsciously always thought that Cancan would become bolder while she was asleep - like secretly kissing her, sticking to her, snoring next to her, etc.

With her eyes tightly closed, Tong Wanwan couldn't help but call out 1551 in her mind: [Yiyi, help me see, what is Cancan doing now? ]

[Here it comes!] After receiving the command, the 1551 system looked at the little white lion again and again, hesitantly saying, [Wanwan, it's just looking at you. Um... the kind that doesn't blink.]

This is also quite cute. Tong Wanwan laughed silently in her heart.

[Eh? Cancan jumped out of bed again.] Cancan was like a live reporter, [It's... Eh?!]

The little boy's voice suddenly rose, and the system seemed to have seen something incredible and was suddenly choked, as if its throat was strangled.

Cancan...what did you do?

Next second.

She felt someone tuck the quilt in and then reached out and touched her hair very lightly.

The system seemed to come back to its senses at this moment, and tremblingly said the second half of the sentence: [Wanwan! Cancan... Cancan has become a living person!]

Only then did it react with regret: [No, I didn't realize that Cancan was an orc before...]

Tong Wanwan was so surprised that her mind went blank.

Although she was still "sleeping" with her eyes closed, the first person that came to her mind when thinking about who the little white lion would turn into was the Marshal whom she happened to meet today.

Tong Wanwan couldn't describe this feeling.

She just felt that if the little white lion had a human form, it would definitely be like the Marshal, a handsome general with a majestic aura and yet gentleness.

Tong Wanwan's breathing became disordered for a moment, but luckily she was not discovered.

She asked the system: "Yiyi, who is he?"

The 1551 system was stunned for a moment, then the more it looked, the more familiar it seemed. Then, belatedly, it screamed, "Ahhh! It's Federal Marshal Elvis!"

Tong Wanwan: “…”

surprise ——

The mediocre genius of cheating Ai

(End of this chapter)