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Chapter 92 High-end tea art master Zhai Shuchen

After solving the matter, Zhai Shuchen returned to the car.

in the car...

Xiang Xinglin was completely asleep.

Zhai Shuchen straightened his head slightly, took out a pillow from the back and put it on him, and then started driving.

Xiang Xinglin was woken up by the dazzling sunlight on the second day.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

I feel a severe headache.

"Xingxing, are you awake?"

The familiar voice made Xiang Xinglin look over.

Zhai Shuchen came over with a glass of milk.

Xiang Xinglin touched his head, which was aching from a splitting headache, "Teacher Zhai? Why are you here?"

Zhai Shuchen: "Are you ashamed to say it? Why don't you get drunk after a thousand drinks, but after a few drinks, you become drunk."

"Go and brush your teeth, and drink a glass of milk later to warm your stomach."

Xiang Xinglin subconsciously got up and put on his slippers.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the toilet, Xiang Xinglin finally realized something was wrong.

Wait a moment!Isn't this your home?

He turned to look at Zhai Shuchen: "Teacher Zhai, why are you in my house?"

Zhai Shuchen took it for granted and sat on his bed.

Then she looked at him with a smile, "This is my home."

Xiang Xinglin: "..."

He turned his head to look at the familiar structure of the room.

And the familiar quilt on the bed.

This is obviously his home!

Zhai Shuchen still had a smile on his lips: "Are you sure?"

Xiang Xinglin looked at him very positively, and was about to blurt out "I'm sure".

However, his eyes fell on the bedside table next to him.

His bedside table will habitually place a few books of fairy tales.

But the bedside table in front of me is filled with books about mirror movement.

Xiang Xinglin: "..."

He turned his head sharply to look at the bathroom behind him.

Although the structure is very familiar with my own.

But upon closer inspection, it can be found that there are differences in details.

Xiang Xinglin was silent for a few seconds: "Why did you make your house look like mine?!"

Zhai Shuchen's eyes seemed to swallow him up: "Because I miss you."

This face looks too superior.

Even with such cannibalistic eyes and such a lingering tone of voice, it doesn't make people feel abnormal.

Instead, I felt full of pampering and unconcealable love.

Xiang Xinglin avoided his sight, and his ears turned red involuntarily.

"That's all for now."

He hurried into the bathroom, and then closed the door, blocking Zhai Shuchen's hot sight.

The person's eyes.

How can it be so hot!

Xiang Xinglin turned on the faucet and slapped his face with cold water.

Only then did I feel the heat from my body fade away.

In the bathroom, there are new toiletries placed.

One look and you can tell that Zhai Shuchen specially prepared it for Xiang Xinglin.

After Xiang Xinglin finished washing, Zhai Shuchen handed him milk.

Take it, it's still warm.

Di Shuchen seemed to know what he was thinking, and pursed his lips and said, "You will wake up soon after thinking about the time, so heat the milk in advance."

"I didn't expect you to wake up just after I came back."

Xiang Xinglin gave him a deep look, did not speak, and drank all the milk.

Only then did I feel that the dizzy brain seemed not so uncomfortable.

Zhai Shuchen looked at his slightly frowned brows, and said in a distressed tone, "Is it better?"

Xiang Xinglin put down his hand: "It's better."

Zhai Shuchen took the cup in his hand: "Don't drink anymore."

Xiang Xinglin didn't speak.

He was really not drunk before.

I didn't expect this body to be so broken.

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