Realizing the Gypsy witch would not meet his eyes, the young cost student turned his head back sullenly and looked at Xiao Xiao, adding emphatically, "…I was just reviewing my lessons in the library."
Xiao Xiao stared at him expressionlessly for several seconds.
Zheng Qing immediately averted his gaze guiltily and pouted his lips to blow a breath of air, causing the yellow Tranquility Talisman paper stuck to his forehead to flutter up.
In fact, during the past few days, he had only spent a small portion of his time in the library; the rest of the time, he had been sneaking off to the Two-Dimensional Evolution Lab—whether it was Fei Rui's identity, Mr. Wu's identity, or the four uninvited guests during the winter hunt, all were like thorns in Zheng Qing's heart—he needed someone to remove those thorns.
One or two thorns might have been bearable, although not comfortable, but the damage was limited. During these tense days at the end of the term, they might slowly be overlooked.
