Hanyu carving fairy

During lunch, Shen Qianqing took two meals.Di Jue didn't need to eat this kind of food.His food is nothing but the emperor's essence.

"You should chop it up, or people will think you are hardcore and don't eat."

Di Jue squinted at him, and said with a rare expressionless face, "No, I'm a jade carving."

"...Okay, okay, I know you are a jade carving. But the cafeteria is crowded with people, you don't know how many people have come and waited there just to see you... If you don't want to attract suspicion, you just Insist on moving a few chopsticks at will."

Actually, Di Jue didn't care about this.But after thinking about it, he poked the rice with his chopsticks, stirred it a few times, and put a grain of rice into his mouth.

"No smell." He moved his cheeks slowly and made the above evaluation.

"...I also guess that jade can't be tasted." Shen Qianqing sighed and started to eat by himself.

After school, Shen Qianqing took Di Jue to his house as if pressing the road.

The teachers in Beiyang University are still very well paid, and Shen Qianqing's own family is also very good.Di Jue looked at the rows of luxurious villas in front of him, and closed his eyes contemptuously.

After Shen Qian took a shower, he rubbed his hair and asked Di Jue if he should wash it.When Di Jue heard the words, he suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.Shen Qianqing's eyes dazzled for a moment before he noticed Xiao Ruyi lying on the bed.

He held Yu Ruyi in both hands with difficulty concealing his excitement, and held it tightly to his heart—just like Fulin was doing all the time at that time.

"Use warm water, and a soft cloth."

Shen Qianqing dare not follow.He quickly prepared things, immersed Yu Ruyi in warm water, and wiped it gently and delicately with high-quality silk.

Di Jue was silent, and he didn't know if he was silent or fell asleep.Shen Qianqing finally took it out, took the absorbent cloth to absorb the remaining moisture, put it on the chest, and got into the quilt.

"Diaoxian..." Shen Qianqing called softly with his eyes open in the dark room.

"My name is Fei Diao Xian."

Di Jue's voice sounded ethereal, icy and cold, no longer as casual as before.

Shen Qianqing was silent for a while, his tone uncertain: "I thought...you agreed with me calling you that."

His response was also silence.

"Shen Jue's words... I feel that I have grown a lot at once. Diaoxian, I gave you the title alone... Isn't it good?"

"...Diaoxian, you don't talk anymore. This feeling is like when I was still Shen Ajiu, watching you crazily talking to myself for a year, ha ha."

"Diaoxian, are you really asleep? You have been asleep for so long, how can you still fall asleep?"

Shen Qianqing muttered to himself in confusion, his voice gradually became softer and softer, and finally he fell asleep in a daze.

In the thick darkness, Di Jue's cold voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Di Jue is just the only name someone gave this king. However, this king accidentally forgot him."

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