Reserved food, he has cubs

Mingyi was silent for a while, and shook his head blankly: "I...don't know."

He Chen frowned and turned to look at him, pursing his lips.

The sound of the flute just now actually made him feel a little weird, that feeling... like familiarity, but also like disgust and pain.But the state of the grain reserve was so wrong, he didn't investigate it.

Mingyi lowered his head, and after a while, he gently tugged on La Hechen's sleeve, carefully.He said, "He Chen, let's not go there in the future, okay?"

If you don't go there, is it possible that you don't need to eat this food reserve?He Chen looked at him, his expression was not very good, and he didn't answer.

But Mingyi seemed to know what he was thinking, hesitated for a while, and then said: "I, I can cook and eat. I usually cook at home."

Before He Chen said anything, a little girl walked over, dressed in a bright red dress, and said cheerfully, "Okay, I'll go buy vegetables for you."

He Chen turned his head to look at the little girl, frowning deeply, without saying a word.The little girl turned around Ming Yi with sparkling eyes: "Guess who I am?"

Ming Yi looked up at her for a while, showing a look of sudden realization.The little girl looked at him expectantly, only to hear Ming Yi exclaim: "So the big family really has a very beautiful maid! I thought it was a fake."

little girl:  …

Seeing that her face turned blue, Mingyi suspected that he had said something wrong, and said cautiously: "No, isn't it right? I heard that maids are all so beautiful, aren't you...?"

The little girl choked for a while, then smiled: "I am. You are so smart."

He Chen asked Mingyi to wait in the study, while he himself talked to the little girl outside.

"Come out in front of human beings, I think you are also crazy?"

The little girl was a little embarrassed: "Hey, I just like it very much. I want to come out and have a few words with him."

He Chen was noncommittal.The little girl said again: "However, there is something that I think you should pay attention to."

He Chen turned to look at her: "What?"

The little girl pointed to the study room: "I don't think he's right, at least he doesn't look like an ordinary human being."

He Chen also looked towards the study room, and saw the grain reserve walking to the desk by the window, clumsily grinding the paper.He obviously hated learning this, but he still did all the preparations for He Chen, and then sat at the table, drowsy.

"Look at him, he has heard me talk, and seen Xizhu. He is not surprised, is he not afraid? He doesn't seem to be surprised at all. There are monsters in the world besides humans. It doesn't seem like he has never seen it before. Ordinary humans like monsters are more like, like... how do you say that human idiom?"

"I'm used to it." He Chen stared at the figure in the study, and frowned again while answering the words.

"That's right, that's it..." The little girl looked pitiful, "And he, I think he has a strange attraction to me... If he really saw the monster outside, it really doesn't look like a good thing... "

After the little girl finished speaking, she turned back to look at He Chen: "But He Chen, I became a demon under the influence of you. You said I like him so much, and I like him more and more recently. In fact, you like him." Bar?"

He Chen's face was flat, and he flatly denied it: "Impossible." It was just a food reserve.At most, it can be regarded as a special grain reserve.

The little girl glanced at him, and her tone was surprised: "Really, I saw you like that—" She stretched out her arms and gestured for a princess hugging pose, and deliberately tightened her arms, making a tight hug "Holding him like that, we were all dumbfounded."

He Chen lowered his eyes, and unconsciously curled his fingers a few times.Then, he calmly said, "It's just that I don't hate touching him." He Chen walked slowly towards the study as he spoke.

When the little girl heard him say this, she was dumbfounded behind her for a long time, and finally said numbly: "Oh."

Seeing He Chen come in, Ming Yi woke up from sleepiness, quickly picked up the pen, and copied on the paper the words He Chen wrote yesterday.

However, when He Chen walked up to him and looked at it silently for a while, he seemed to sigh.

Mingyi really became a little sober now, and turned around in surprise to see He Chen's expression.There was nothing special about He Chen's expression, he quietly looked down at Mingyi's words, his face pale, as if the sigh just now was Mingyi's illusion.

Just as Ming Yi was about to turn around, He Chen made a move.He walked behind Mingyi and gently held Mingyi's hand.

The back of his hand was suddenly covered with a layer of coolness, Ming Yi was stunned for a moment, and looked straight at He Chen.

He Chen still had no expression on his face, as if this action was perfectly natural.He said calmly, "Low your head, don't look at me."

Perhaps it was because of the close distance, his voice was low, making him look a little hoarse, and there was an inexplicable feeling of gentleness between ears and temples.

Mingyi stared blankly at his side face for a while, and couldn't help but be engrossed.His benefactor has a pair of very beautiful eyes, always with long eyelashes hanging down, half-covered, delicate like... like a legendary doll.His side face has smooth lines, his skin is a little cold white, almost flawless, and he is as perfect as a jade man.Ming Yi didn't know how to describe He Chen's good looks, but looking at He Chen so closely, he felt dizzy.

He Chen gave a "tsk", and looked at him sideways: "Stupid?"

Ming Yi blurted out: "He Chen, you are so pretty..."

He Chen was startled.After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and said nothing.Ming Yi vaguely noticed that his ears seemed to be a little red.

He Chen held Mingyi's hand and led him to write each word slowly.

It didn't take long for Mingyi to feel sleepy again.When he was falling asleep, he vaguely saw something crawling over the desk in front of him, so he woke up a little, and stretched out his hand to catch it.

He Chen was originally studying next to Mingyi, but when he raised his eyes and saw it, he reacted greatly. He got up and took two steps to the side, his voice was a bit hesitant: "This is... what?"

Ming Yi raised the little thing in his hand that was dangling his legs and said innocently, "Is this? It's a happy spider."

He Chen looked at the things in Mingyi's hands, but didn't move or speak.

Ming Yi seemed to be very interested in it, and happily started playing with the happiest spider in his hand: "It's an annunciation, it seems that there will be a happy event."

He Chen stood for a while, stretched out his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Read, don't play with it."

Mingyi put down his hand obediently, let it go, and muttered in a low voice: "What's so interesting about books."

After saying this, both of them were startled.

Mingyi seemed to see something in a trance.Also in a study room, the two sat opposite each other, and one held a book.One of them was reading the book quietly, while the other looked at him boredly, and said with disgust, "What's so good about books."

The person who was reading a book raised his eyes from the book, and without speaking, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.The sun was just right, reflecting on his face, and the little dimples from his smile were almost filled with warm light.

The person opposite looked at him and didn't speak.His expression slowly calmed down, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up a little involuntarily, then he lowered his head and opened the book in his hand.

The atmosphere in the study was quiet for a while, only the "rustling" sound of the bamboo bushes outside the window being blown by the wind.

It took Mingyi a long time to recover from the illusion, and it seemed that he was also infected by the illusion, and he felt extremely peaceful and comfortable in his heart.He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at He Chen, just in time to meet He Chen's thoughtful eyes.

He Chen's expression also seemed to be different from usual. Looking carefully, it seemed that his agitation and gloom had faded away, and there was a faint feeling of softness, as if he had been soothed by something.

Mingyi involuntarily raised his face and smiled at him.

He Chen's heart moved, and he said, "You..."

His words were interrupted by a sudden sound of a bamboo flute.

Mingyi's face turned pale in an instant.