According to the map given by Zong Ming, Huangfu Qingmo came to his dormitory, looking at the two-story building in front of him, Huangfu Qingmo eliminated the appearance of a modern university dormitory in his heart, although he also called it a dormitory.
When I came to the door, I heard the voices of three people inside, two of whom were more familiar and one who was completely unfamiliar.
As if sensing the arrival of Huangfu Qingmo, the sound of talking inside stopped, and then the door opened from the inside.
Lei Mu's muscular tangled body hugged the spherical Jia Ren, and the disappearance of vision was quite shocking.
"Moqing, you pull it." Raimu spoke.
"Moqing, hello, I'm Yan Shu, and I originally lived in this bamboo building." The person who spoke was an elegant and outstanding man, who spoke softly and had an indifferent look in his eyes, with a bit of immortal temperament.
"He's our babysitter." Jia Ren sat on Lei Mu's body and opened his mouth to throw out a sentence.
"Huh." After listening to Jia Ren's words, Yan Shu smiled lowly, like a spring breeze sweeping through everyone's hearts.
"I was just asked by the teacher to ask me if there is anything you don't understand during my time at the academy." Yan Shu explained in a low voice, and his voice was as gentle and comfortable as his elegant temperament.
Huangfu Qingmo just glanced at Yan Shu when he opened his mouth to speak, and then didn't speak again, and walked past everyone towards the upstairs of the bamboo building.
The door to the corner room was open, and Huangfu Qingmo knew that it was a room reserved for him.
When I entered the room, I saw that the view from the outside of this room was not as good as the original one, but as far as the eye could see, there was a green bamboo forest, fresh air, and a quiet environment, which was an excellent place for practice.
Huangfu Qingmo looked at the room in front of him with satisfaction, the interior was also very tidy, except for a word on the wall that I don't know who mentioned it, there was no extra decoration, simple and stylish furnishings, making the small room seem very homely.
Home, although Ji Hao in his previous life was a killer, it doesn't mean that he doesn't crave a home, on the contrary, because the environment is too dark, which leads him to be very persistent in home and things related to home, such as family, love and friendship.
When night fell, Huangfu Qingmo was about to rest, but he didn't expect a sudden fluctuation in the air, so that Huangfu Qingmo could only stand on guard, Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed with a ghostly light, his breath converged, and he stood behind Huangfu Qingmo.
The fluctuations seem to be deliberate, just fluctuating.
But Huangfu Qingmo and Ye Wushuang didn't relax at all, they didn't think that anyone would be bored to play such a joke with them.
A moment passed, the fluctuations stopped, and a bright yellow figure reflected the eyes and face of Huangfu Qingmo and the night were unmatched.
Huangfu Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and Ye Wushuang disappeared into the room when the bright yellow figure appeared.
"Come here." Huangfu Liuyun's voice still did not fluctuate much, and even carried the meaning of order.
Huangfu Qingmo sat on the bed and did not move, and after reacting to who it was, Huangfu Qingmo turned to look at the bamboo forest outside the window and made up his mind to ignore it.
"Ah~" yawned.
"Rest." Huangfu Liuyun hugged Huangfu Qingmo.
Leaning on Huangfu Liuyun's arms, Huangfu Qingmo felt very relieved, and his sleepy spirit quickly sank into sleep at a speed that he didn't have on his own.
Listening to the steady breathing sound coming from his arms, Huangfu Liuyun's eyes flashed, and he came to Huangfu Qingmo's bed to lie down.
Huangfu Liuyun's brows furrowed when he lay down, but after looking at Huangfu Qingmo in his arms, he finally did nothing, lying quietly and sleepless all night.
When Huangfu Qingmo woke up, Huangfu Liuyun had already left, smelling the familiar fragrance on the bed, as well as the faint body temperature, Huangfu Qingmo was sure that he was not dreaming last night.
"Moqing, Moqing, it's time to get up!" Lei Mu's voice came from outside the door, and the super loud voice made Huangfu Qingmo frown.
"Dead wood! Shut up! Don't you know that your loud voice is annoying! The words in his disgusted voice followed closely, and needless to say, he knew that this was Jia Ren.
"Oh." Lei Mu responded stupidly, and really shut up.
"Huh." The elegant laughter blows like a spring breeze, and people's irritable minds are instantly calmed.
"Mo Qing is up, breakfast is just ready." With a smile on his face, Yan Shu looked at Huangfu Qingmo, who had just left the room.
"Huh! Can Yan Shu cook? Jia Ren turned to look at Yan Shu, but because he was being held, he turned a little unsmoothly, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.
"No, it won't." Yan Shu was still smiling, but if you paid attention, you could see that the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch a little.
"And this breakfast?" Jia Ren looked at Yan Shu suspiciously.
"The school has a cafeteria." Yan Shu explained with a smile.
"Oh."
"Yan Shu, you should be able to learn to cook when you're so old, right? I'd love to eat and see what you cook. Jia Ren looked at Yan Shu with stars in his eyes.
Yan Shu's face was still smiling, but the smile was a little reluctant.
"Hehe, Jia Ren, I don't know how to cook." Yan Shu looked at Jia Ren gently, wanting to dispel his terrible thoughts.
"No! I just want to eat the food cooked by Brother Yan Shu. Jia Ren's sudden blow caught Yan Shu off guard.
Although Jia Ren at this time cannot be regarded as unattractive, he is fat, his figure is like a ball, his eyes have become a small slit because his face is too fat, and his nose and mouth have been squeezed and shrunk a lot by the flesh of his cheeks, so he made that pitiful expression is really ...
A blank piece of paper is very timely, and it should be on Jia Ren's face. No one could see where the paper came from, Yan Shu looked up at Ye Wushuang, obviously thinking that it was Ye Wushuang's doing.
"Eat."
Jia Ren, who was covered with white paper on his face, had long since silenced.
After the meal, everyone went to their own classrooms and went to class.
"How, how." An old man with crane hair and a childish face grabbed Yan Shu's hand and asked excitedly.
"Uh... Master. Yan Shu looked at the old man helplessly.
The old man was overreacted by Yan Shu and knew that he had overreacted, so he quickly let go, faked coughing a few times, and regained his majesty as a master.
"Master, the apprentice only saw him yesterday. And he only said one sentence in total, two words. Yan Shu looked at his master helplessly.
"In this way, the ..." The old man looked at Yan Shu in disappointment, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"Master, although he doesn't speak much, the apprentice can feel that he is not an evil-minded person." In order not to disappoint his master, Yan Shu said such a sentence.
Although the mind is not evil, it is definitely not good.
"Really! If it's not an evil-minded person, then I can't take him as a disciple. Hey, hey, haha! That's great! Lao Tzu finally has a genius apprentice! "The old man was clearly a little overexcited.