After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 484 Do you have the urge to strangle me to death?

In fact, this is not an excessive request. For Morax, it is also something that can be accomplished very easily.

But after a moment of silence, when Morax spoke, he rejected the commission from Yuan Zhuoyue very directly: "...I will not deliver these gifts on your behalf."

Yuan Zhuoyue's face immediately revealed surprise and confusion. Although he did not speak, the look in his eyes when he looked at Morax seemed to be filled with the question "Why?"

The person on the other end had an expression of pure innocence, yet a hint of aggrieved.

Both the posture and expression he showed seemed to be filled with accusations against Morax.

It was as if I was saying to him, why don’t you agree to this small and not excessive request?

Whether in the past or in the present, based on Morax's understanding of Yuan Zhuoyue and the current "contract", a closer connection has been created.

Morax could naturally judge very clearly that the changes he felt from Yuan Zhuoyue and the emotions revealed could also affect his mind.

So at this moment Morax could also feel that there was no particular change in Yuan Zhuoyue's emotions. In fact, compared with the excitement he had felt before, it could be said that there was no ups and downs at all.

Not at all the confusion, aggrieved and puzzled expression she showed now.

Morax didn't believe that Yuan Zhuoyue's somewhat abrupt request at this moment had no deeper purpose behind it.

Especially considering Yuan Zhuoyue's current performance, Morax would not believe that what she said just now was really just spoken casually.

Is it a test, or is there some other meaning?

Morax couldn't judge, but he could sense that Yuan Zhuoyue's current emotions and strength were extremely stable.

So don't worry too much for now and you can speak more freely, but the premise is that you don't lie to her.

Don't give Yuan Zhuoyue any negative stimulation unless it is necessary. Morax has always done a good job in this regard in the past.

And now, the same is true for Morax.

But if this goes on for a long time, Morax's mind will inevitably be too tense, and Yuan Zhuoyue's current moment of emotional stability is also a rare time for Morax to relax.

Only at this time did he not need to worry too much and could get along with Yuan Zhuoyue in a more relaxed state.

Morax and Minamoto Takuzuki, whose acting was distorted due to excessive exaggeration, stared at each other in silence for a while.

He spoke again, as if explaining, "Whether in the past or now, the only connection between me and your world is you. I have no connection with your closest relatives or friends... Since it is your intention, it is best for you to hand it over in person."

"Morax." Yuan Zhuoyue suddenly called out softly, with a calm smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Morax: "I am the same. In this world, the only one who is related to me is you."

The arc of her lips widened a little, and her voice was still soft and gentle: "So... do you understand what I mean?"

Morax asked, "Is it a warning?"

Yuan Zhuoyue shook his head: "It's a reminder."

Morax immediately responded: "Thanks for the reminder."

Yuan Zhuoyue began to collect the things, as if he wanted to count the treasures he had discovered again. He waved his hand casually and said, "You're welcome. This is what I should do."

Seeing that Yuan Zhuoyue really didn't have anything else to say, after a moment of silence, Morax spoke up and reminded him, "You should go to bed early. Get up early tomorrow and we'll go to the market together to pick out some fresh ingredients."

Yuan Zhuoyue paused as he was sorting and arranging the jewelry in the brocade box, and a serious and heavy expression immediately appeared on his face.

Then I heard her say confidently, "I can't get up early."

"Don't make it difficult for me." Yuan Zhuoyue seemed to be full of resistance: "...I don't know how to pick good dishes. I just bought them randomly before. Since you are the one cooking, you are still responsible for it. I won't follow you and make trouble."

Her face and eyes were full of sincerity: "I only know how to eat, and I am responsible for eating...but after the meal, I will wash the dishes."

Morax continued with a smile, "Some views can only be seen at dawn. Don't you want to go and see them?"

Yuan Zhuoyue showed an interest, but still refused: "I know... I have specially gone to see the fog and the sunrise before. But now, I don't want to get up early, I want to sleep until I wake up naturally."

Morax was only giving advice. Since Yuan Zhuoyue seemed really unwilling to do it, there was no need for him to force her to do anything she didn't want to do under the current circumstances.

Some rare sights require favorable conditions, favorable weather, and favorable people to be seen. But now people are not cooperating, and there is nothing we can do.

After all, there is still a long time to come, and she will always be able to see again the scenery she missed.

So Morax didn't force it now, but continued to remind him gently: "Even so, you have to rest early. You are not in good condition now, and sleep can make your condition better."

Yuan Zhuoyue smiled, stopped what he was doing, raised his hand to grab the hem of Morax's clothes, and looked up at him: "What? You won't accompany me today?"

Morax: "..."

After a while, Yuan Zhuoyue and Morax lay side by side on the bed, covered with a quilt. Yuan Zhuoyue deliberately said with ill intention: "Well, aren't you afraid that I will get up in the middle of the night and stab you in the dark?"

Morax was slightly startled when he heard this, and then said helplessly: "It is you who needs to rest."

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was not sleepy at all, was still chattering: "It's a bit boring to lie down like this. Anyway, I can't fall asleep now, so why not--"

She deliberately stretched out her voice before uttering, "Want to chat with me?"

Morax also had no objection: "I'm happy to accompany you."

After getting the response, Yuan Zhuoyue immediately spoke with great interest: "When I was working before, I met some noisy children. After being annoyed by their noise, I always had the urge to slap them in the face to shut them up, and also slap the parents who did nothing about it."

Yuan Zhuoyue said, poking him gently with his elbow. Morax beside him asked curiously, "What about you? Have you ever had the urge to strangle me to death?"