Yu Xing stared at Wen Qing's face, only to see his eyelashes tremble slightly, his expression froze for a second before returning to his normal appearance.

No surprise, no fear.

Wen Qing pursed her lips tightly and said to Yu Xing seriously, "Don't do this again."

"You, have you heard the story of the wolf coming?"

Yu Xing bent his lips, pretending not to understand: "Huh? What's wrong with me?"

Wen Qing frowned: "You are obviously not the guide, why do you keep stirring the water?"

"If you tell a lot of lies, everyone will stop believing you."

He paused, then said, "If you have a lot of votes, go to the door."

If someone who is not the guide opens the door, he will surely die.

Wen Qing wanted to reason with Yu Xing and tell him not to mess with the water, but he didn't expect that after hearing his words, the corners of Yu Xing's mouth raised even higher, and his eyes curled up with a smile.

Yu Xing asked with a smile, "Don't I look like a guide?"

"Or...you don't want me to be the guide?"

"..."

Wen Qing realized that reasoning with Yu Xing simply wouldn't make sense.

After a moment of silence, he asked back, "What about you?"

"Do you think I'm the guide?"

Yu Xing shook his head: "No."

Wen Qing raised her eyes and looked into his bottomless eyes: "Then why do you keep pestering me?"

Yu Xing shook his head again: "No."

Wen Qing: ? ? ?

Isn't that a tangle? !

You obviously have been pestering me!

The shock on his face was too obvious, Yu Xing chuckled lightly, and said eloquently, "I didn't pester you."

"I'm seducing you."

Wen Qing: "..."

There were several footsteps in the corridor, and someone came.

Wen Qing tilted her head, Zhou Zhou, Gong Yunyun and Li Siwen all came.

The three looked at Wen Qing and Yu Xing in the study at the same time.

The two of them stood very close, Yu Xing leaned against the bookshelf as if he had no bones, the pure black bathrobe was loose and loose, Wen Qing stood beside Yu Xing, his toes pressed against each other, his clothes were pure white, at first glance two People are kind of harmonious.

Some people find it harmonious, some people find it dazzling.

With a cold face, Zhou Zhou strode towards Wen Qing, pulled him behind him, and stared at Yu Xing deeply.

Seeing this, Yu Xing stared back with a half-smiling smile.

Seeing the two of them staring at each other, they said nothing.

Wen Qing blinked and took the opportunity to reach out to get "Western Myths and Legends" in Yu Xing's hands.

As soon as his hand touched the book, Yu Xing turned his head to look over.

But this time Yu Xing didn't stop Wen Qing anymore, he let go and let Wen Qing take the book.

Wen Qing said subconsciously, "Thank you, thank you."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it. It was obviously Yu Xing who stole his book, so why did he say thank you after taking it back!

Yu Xing sneered, bent down and picked up the discarded "Greek Mythology" on the ground, patted off the dust on it, stuffed it with Wen Qing, and left the study humming a little song.

Wen Qing held two heavy books, looked at Yu Xing's back, and scolded him again in his heart.

Weird primary school chicken.

When Yu Xing left, Zhou Zhou asked in a deep voice, "What happened just now?"

Wen Qing whispered, "I looked for the book to read, he robbed me of the book, and then I wanted to snatch it back..."

He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Zhou, only to see Zhou Zhou staring straight at his chest, his eyes darkened, and he didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

Wen Qing was suddenly a little afraid of Zhou Zhou who looked like this, and asked cautiously, "What, what's wrong?"

After a while, Zhou Zhou regained his senses and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing, your clothes are a little dirty."

He pointed to Wen Qing's right shoulder, and his pure white clothes were stained with "medicine" wine.

Wen Qing nodded: "I'll go back to the room and change one."

After speaking, he hurriedly left the study with the book in his arms.

Back in the bedroom and closing the door, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat down on the carpet and thought, everyone must be under too much pressure, so there is something wrong with their emotions.

After a while, Wen Qing changed her clothes and started reading.

After opening the catalog of "Western Myths and Legends", Wen was startled.

This book is not about myths and legends, but about the development history of myths and legends. Strictly speaking, the content is how Western political changes affect the development of myths and legends.

After reading two pages, Wen Qing put the book aside and looked at the other one.

The book that Yu Xingxie gave him is a true story of fairy tales.

Wen Qing quickly found a story about the three-headed dog.

The three-headed dog in ancient Greek mythology is called Cerberus. Like Gong Yunyun said, it is responsible for guarding the gate of the underworld. The legend says that a hero played his musical instrument in order to take his dead wife away from the underworld. The ballad puts Cerberus to sleep, so he leaves the underworld.

Wen Qing stared at the words of musical instruments and songs, and began to replay children's songs in her mind to find friends.

[Find, find, find friends,

find a good friend,

A salute and a handshake,

You are my good friend. 】

Shouldn't the clue be this song?

Will this song have any meaning?

Wen Qing thought about it for a long time, but didn't have a clue.

He got up and wanted to go to the study and tell everyone about it, but there was no one in the study.

Wen Qing trotted downstairs, Ji Yu was the only one in the living room, three dishes and one soup were placed in front of him, exuding heat, and the tempting aroma came to his face.

"Gollum—"

Stomach growling.

The grunt was very light, but it was amplified several times in the silent living room, and it was deafening.

Wen Qing blushed embarrassedly.

Ji Yu smiled and said gently, "Sit down and eat."

There are not many dishes, Wen Qing is too embarrassed to eat, and just about to refuse, Ji Yu seems to know what he is going to say, and then said, "Cooking can help me regulate my emotions and sort out my logic."

"If you don't eat these dishes," Ji Yu said after a pause, "you can only throw them away."

Wen Qing said quickly, "I eat."

"It's a waste to dump it."

Ji Yu smiled, went to the kitchen to serve him a bowl of rice, then sat opposite Wen Qing and watched him eat with a smile.

Wen Qing eats very fast, eating her food in big mouthfuls, her cheeks bulging slightly.

Ji Yu asked softly, "Is it delicious?"

Wen Qing nodded, three dishes and one soup, and he was finished alone in less than five minutes.

Ji Yu couldn't help laughing and said, "How long have you been hungry?"

Wen Qing's cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered, "I, I eat quickly."

When was in high school, was very nervous, and Wen Qing was a little bit unable to keep up with the teacher's progress, so she could only squeeze the time crazily. All three meals a day were solved in the fastest time. After three years, she developed this kind of fast eating. habit.

Ji Yu half-closed his eyes and said lightly, "When I was in high school, in order to seize the time, I ate very fast."

Wen Qing said blankly, "Me, me too."

Ji Yu smiled and said, "What a coincidence."

Wen Qing nodded, and after a few simple conversations, the distance with Teacher Ji suddenly became closer.

"This habit is not good for the body."

Ji Yu got up slowly and said to him, "I like cooking, but I don't like washing dishes."

"Can I trouble you to wash the dishes?"

After eating other people's meals, of course Wen Qing would not refuse such trivial matters as washing the dishes.

He put the empty dish into the sink, and just turned on the faucet, suddenly there was a smear of powder in front of him.

Ji Yu held a pink apron in his hand and gestured to put it on for him.

Wen Qing hurriedly said, "It's okay, it'll be washed soon."

Ji Yu said softly, "The clothes you just changed are not good if they get dirty."

Wen Qing was stunned. He changed a t-shirt, but the one he wore was the same as the previous one, and there was no difference.

Suddenly, Ji Yu put on an apron for him.

"Okay." Ji Yu said.

The kitchen was eerily silent, save for the murmur of water.

Wen Qing lowered his head to wash the dishes and looked at the pink floral apron on his body. It was a little strange that he had never seen this apron in the kitchen.

"Mr. Ji, where did you find this apron?"

Ji Yu: "Just hang it by the refrigerator."

Wen Qing stopped abruptly. He had been here in the morning, and he remembered clearly that there was no apron or any clothing by the refrigerator.

Suddenly, he remembered the missing underwear in the closet.

Why did the panties disappear in the bedroom? Why did the kitchen apron suddenly appear?

Wen Qing swallowed nervously, feeling that the apron on her body was a little cool.

Ji Yu has been looking at him, seeing Wen Qing's face suddenly turn white, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing stammered and asked, "Old Master, you think there shouldn't be ghosts here, right?"

Ji Yu's lips curved slightly: "I don't know either."

An inexplicable chill appeared on Wen Qing's back, her hands trembled in fright, and she didn't hold the plate firmly.

The plate fell on the marble countertop, and there were shards of china everywhere.

Ji Yu sighed lightly: "I'm so timid, what can I do in the future?"

Wen Qing was thinking about ghosts at the moment. After hearing Ji Yu's words, she blurted out, "What next? Will ghosts appear in the future?"

Ji Yu shook his head: "Last night, a three-headed dog appeared."

"If I make a mistake tonight... I don't know what the hell will happen."

Wen Qing shuddered, and the ghosts from the horror movies he had watched appeared one after another.

He hurriedly shook his head and warned himself not to think "indiscriminately".

A wrong vote may provide ordinary clues...

Wen Qing wrapped her hands in a "towel" and concentrated on picking up the broken tiles on the table.

Ji Yu stepped forward: "I'll come."

"No, it's fine."

Wen Qing shook his head, took a step to the side, his left elbow hit the table, and a broken piece of porcelain pierced his skin.

His eyes were red, and tears flowed directly out of his eyes.

"Don't move." Ji Yu held his wrist and looked down at the wound.

The porcelain piece was not deep, but the wound was three or four centimeters long, and the blood quickly stained the white porcelain piece, dripping slowly along the edge of the porcelain piece.

"The wound is a little long." Ji Yu raised his lips and raised his voice.

Wen Qing tilted her head in tears.

Why does the teacher sound like a good mood?

Is it his delusion?

Wen Qing blinked away the tears in her eyes, and her vision returned to clarity.

Ji Yu took tweezers and carefully picked out the broken pieces of porcelain.

As soon as Wen Qing exhaled, the wound on his elbow was slightly torn open by Ji Yu, revealing a bit of bright red flesh, which made his face pale in pain.

Ji Yu explained: "Forbearance, there is a small piece in it."

The fragments were so small that it seemed that the tip of the tweezers inevitably touched the flesh of the wound.

Just a few seconds was very long for Wen Qing, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat.

The black hair was tightly pressed against the pale face, and the lips were tightly pressed, and there was no trace of blood.

Poor and cute.

Ji Yu admired it for a while before clipping out small pieces, applying "medicine" and dressing him up.

"Okay, let's rest."

Wen Qing resisted the urge to cry, and responded with a sigh, and walked out of the kitchen with her feet weak.

Ji Yu stood on the spot, raised his hand slowly, looked at the red blood beads on the back of his hand, lowered his head, and sniffed gently.