Chapter 307 How come there is a stealing cat? !
"Do you want to help or do you want to burn my house down?!"
Xia Mi widened her eyes, looking at the seemingly gentle but extremely dangerous Jun Yan in Chu Zihang's hand in disbelief, and almost blurted out "Are you planning to burn down my house so that I will be homeless and then take me in and do something unspeakable to me?"
But he quickly remembered his character and pretended to be "Wow, this is amazing" and moved forward, looking at the palm flame with his eyes sparkling:
"Wait! Brother, is this your Word Spirit? It looks so powerful."
Chu Zihang looked at the girl who was leaning close to his hand, her fair face slightly reddened by Jun Yan. He silently retracted his hand slightly, and the Jun Yan in his palm quietly went out.
Jun Yan's power is so terrifying that the small explosion in his hand is enough to rival a high-explosive grenade. No matter whether Xia Mi is pretending or not, it is not suitable for her to get so close.
"It's just a look, why are you so stingy?" Xia Mi puffed up her cheeks and turned around, but soon smiled again:
"But since you are willing to help, I will forgive you."
As she spoke, she slightly spread her slender legs, pointed at the weeds in the yard with one hand, and chanted the ancient dragon's mysterious dragon script in a low voice.
Chu Zihang didn't understand, but he knew she was releasing the spirit of words. He moved his eyes away from the girl's slender back and looked towards the direction of her fingertips.
Suddenly, the weeds and fallen leaves in the yard began to dance, and the invisible wind element gathered in this place, changing from a breeze to a light breeze, and then with the singing of the girl, gradually evolved into a strong wind that forced people to cover their faces with their hands.
The girl's long jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and Chu Zihang could smell wisps of fragrance that covered the rotten and unpleasant smell in the courtyard.
“Huff—”
There was a strong wind in the yard, and leaves and grass debris moved in the wind, outlining a miniature tornado.
Chu Zihang's gaze moved away from the girl's hair again and fell on the roaring tornado.
This is the Word Spirit, Eye of the Wind King, a high-risk Word Spirit with sequence number 74 in the Word Spirit Periodic Table. The harm it can unleash in certain situations is even more terrifying than Jun Yan.
After all, wind is the most uncontrollable element in nature, and the tornado generated by the Word Spirit·Eye of the Wind King is only controlled at the beginning. If you are not careful, it may evolve into a super storm.
It is this kind of word spirit with a high upper limit and a moderate lower limit that Xia Mi regards as a natural lawn mower.
“Hua La La La—”
A miniature tornado raged through the courtyard, breaking the roots of weeds wherever it passed and picking up dead branches and leaves scattered everywhere.
The girl controlled the hand-rubbed lawn mower to move regularly, and suddenly turned half around, with a small smug smile on her face.
Although he didn't say anything, the look he gave Chu Zihang seemed to be saying, "Senior brother, am I awesome? Praise me now."
Chu Zihang looked into those eyes that seemed to contain stars, and seemed to understand what she meant. He said earnestly, "Be careful, the Wind King's Eye can easily cause accidental injury in a narrow environment..."
Before he could finish his words, a dead branch as big as a child's arm happened to break free from the tornado and smashed straight towards Xia Mi's head as she turned her head back to show off.
Startled by the sound of breaking wind, Xia Mi turned around suddenly, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously put her hands in front of her.
Just when she closed her eyes and prepared to hold her head and crouch down to defend, Chu Zihang, who was watching her performance from behind and saw the accident, quickly stepped forward and pulled her behind him, and at the same time smashed the dead branch with a swing of his left hand.
"boom--"
As the dead branches turned into rotten fragments and flew away, the out-of-control miniature tornado also dissipated into a disordered gust of wind in an instant, and the grass clippings and fallen leaves bound in its body flew everywhere. The old trees in the yard were swaying in the strong wind, and for a moment it seemed as if one was in a rain of fallen leaves.
Xia Mi half-knelt, loosened her hands that were holding her head slightly, raised her eyelids slightly to reveal a crack, watched carefully, and then suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Among the falling leaves, there was a boy as cold as an iceberg standing in front of her, with messy black hair blowing in the wind, revealing his full forehead, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a jawline as clear as a knife.
The sky was full of flying debris, but it was blocked by the boy's narrow shoulders and did not affect her at all. The girl was surrounded by a strong sense of security.
Humph, although the plot of the hero saving the beauty is old-fashioned, old-fashioned is classic, and classics never go out of style.
Surrender to my charm!
The girl thought so in her heart and uttered a cry of surprise:
“Oh~”
Chu Zihang looked back at the sound, only to see a new grass sprout gently falling, pressing down the girl's raised hair, making her look from an elegant and lovely forest elf into a slightly confused fairy girl.
Facing her grateful and admiring gaze, Chu Zihang reached out and brushed away the grass buds for her, skillfully and naturally, as if he had practiced it dozens or hundreds of times.
But he had clearly done such intimate things with the opposite sex. The only similarity was when he was a child and got grass debris on his body when he went out to play, and his mother bent down to help him brush it off.
Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Xia Mi felt proud and complacent, but her fair face couldn't help but blush.
In the end, she was the first to react, taking a half step back to avoid Chu Zihang's hand, her pretty face blushing but she said seriously: "Brother, you can't touch a girl's head casually."
After saying that, he turned around and patted his barren chest and muttered to himself: "Xia Mi, don't be tempted, be alert and be careful not to be seduced, beware of fire, theft and my senior brother!"
Chu Zihang looked at her with his eyes slightly lowered, without saying much. After the girl pretended to be alert, he said:
"Be careful next time."
"I know. This time, you are watching me." Xia Mi flexed her arms to show her non-existent muscles: "Actually, I am very good."
"Yeah." Chu Zihang did not deny it.
Being able to erase his memory and make everyone who knew about it forget about her is not something that ordinary people can do.
Looking at the messy courtyard, Xia Mi sighed, wanting to cry but unable to, she chose to give up on herself: "Forget it, this is considered cleaned up, let's just leave it like this for now."
As she spoke, she glanced at Chu Zihang's bony hands with regret: "It's a pity that this is an urban area, otherwise it would be much easier to just pile them up and set them on fire."
"Do you need a cleaning company to come to your home?" Chu Zihang took out his cell phone.
"Forget it, there's no need." Xia Mi shook her head and walked towards the villa that was badly damaged and covered with fallen grass leaves, with her hands behind her back.
This place holds too many secrets and memories, and she doesn't want anyone else to get close.
When he left, he deliberately threatened the naughty kids in the community, saying that the place was haunted and that anyone who dared to come would be caught and locked up underground for ten days or half a month, and would only be released when they were starving to a pulp.
When you push open the door, what hits you in the face is not only dust, but also the stale smell of wooden products and the old house that has been in disrepair for a long time.
Xia Mi frowned and suppressed the urge to sneeze: "Sorry, I haven't had time to clean up yet, so I can't make tea for you."
"No need." Chu Zihang walked into the house and saw that all the furniture was covered with a layer of plastic tarpaulin. It looked like no one had lived there for a long time.
It is conceivable that even if she had really been back for two days as she said, it was impossible for her to stay here.
"Now that you're here, do you want me to help clean up the house?" Xia Mitu showed her true colors with a smile that let you see her fangs.
Chu Zihang looked around and nodded slightly: "Where is the broom?"
He is a man of action.
"It's there." Xia Mi had no intention of being polite, and she seemed particularly natural and familiar when she ordered him around: "Brother, you sweep the dust first, and I'll go wash the mop."
Chu Zihang nodded and watched her hurriedly take the mop to the toilet to fetch water, and then hurriedly run outside to turn on the water valve. He felt that she was just an ordinary girl.
There are seven emotions and six desires, there is cuteness and naivety, it is not a mess.
"Brother, what are you standing there for?" Xia Mi turned back and saw Chu Zihang standing there in a daze. She suddenly slapped her forehead:
"Ah, I forgot to bring my mask, wait for me~"
After saying that, she ran up the stairs again, her steps as brisk as a carefree little deer.
After rummaging through boxes and drawers for a while, she took out two individually packaged masks and rubber gloves: "Sorry, brother, the conditions are a bit simple, please make do with it."
"It's okay." Chu Zihang also has a little mysophobia, but it's not serious.
Just now he was just recalling how much he had forgotten and what kind of story had happened between him and her.
Men and women work together, and work is not tiring.
Although he was from a wealthy family, Chu Zihang was very good at housework, and Xia Mi was not a delicate person. The two of them worked well together and quickly cleaned the living room on the first floor to make it look brand new.
It can't be said to be spotless, but at least everywhere you can see is kept clean and tidy.
"Does the room need cleaning?" Chu Zihang looked at the closed door. Xia Mi didn't say anything, and he didn't touch it.
"No, no, let's talk about that later." The girl waved her hands. Those places had never been used. They were filled with irrelevant items and a lot of insect repellent and deodorant were thrown away.
However, the insect repellent is just a psychological effect. Even mosquitoes dare not approach her when she is around.
Chu Zihang looked up at the ceiling.
Xia Mi hesitated a little when she saw this. She bit her lower lip and showed a conflicted look: "This is my private little world. Brother, are you curious? If you really want to see it, I can consider it."
This is not a tactic of playing hard to get, but many of the furnishings upstairs remain the same. When Chu Zihang goes up and sees the familiar scene, it may trigger the seal of his memory and remind him of some things in the past.
It's not time yet.
Fortunately, Chu Zihang was not as keen as Finkel on digging up gossip about someone's past. Since Xia Mi was not convenient, he would not force her. He just looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, as if he had stepped up there more than once and stayed in the same room with the girl in her private world.
But he quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Xia Mi: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
He thought Xia Mi would test him a lot during their time alone, but she didn't ask anything. She just hummed a nice tune while working. She was just an ordinary, energetic and beautiful girl.
Xia Mi hesitated for two seconds, but still nodded: "I'll take you there."
This time, he didn't climb over the wall. Xia Mi found a hammer and knocked off the rusty iron lock with a few hits, preparing to buy a new one later.
Chu Zihang asked if he wanted to give her a ride, but was rejected with a smile, saying that she could invite him to visit next time after she had tidied up the house.
Of course, I didn’t forget to invite her to participate in any activities.
"Anyway, there is a direct bus from here to the Regent Hotel. I'll come and play with you guys tomorrow." Xia Mi put her hands behind her back and looked at the black-haired boy in the Maybach.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and asked with her hand on the car window:
"By the way, Senior Brother, is the person in the Mercedes behind you the senior from the Kassel Admissions Office who came with you?
If I go to see you tomorrow, will it affect your interview? ! "
Chu Zihang had a misunderstanding in his thinking, that is, Xia Mi's target had always been him, and there was no need to keep the news about Lao Tang and Long Ma Xun secret. He shook his head and said:
"That's your Senior Brother Lu's friend."
How could Xia Mi be satisfied with such a small amount of information? But she did not ask any more questions. She just smiled and said teasingly:
“Brother, you have to work harder. Brother Lu has found a girlfriend, but you are still single. Don’t you have any pretty senior sisters or classmates chasing after you?
Or are you waiting for the super cute and beautiful school girl to enroll?"
Chu Zihang glanced at her subconsciously when he heard that, then looked away as if nothing had happened, with a momentary ripple in his eyes.
Xia Mi originally meant to tease, but when she caught the change in his eyes, she instantly became alert.
What's the matter?
Is there really a cat that steals fish?
The girl's eyes became dangerous, but soon regained clarity, pretending that it was just a joke:
"Hey, Senior Brother, you look so guilty, could it be that I was right?"
Chu Zihang suddenly felt like a thorn in his back, but it was fleeting.
He shook his head, his voice as calm and cold as always: "No."
You better be!
The girl smiled and prepared to add Finkel's QQ in the evening. Looking at him, she knew that he was a good intelligence expert and must know a lot of explosive information.
So I didn't argue too much and just waved goodbye.
Chu Zihang nodded in greeting and then drove away.
The world in the rearview mirror was getting farther and farther away, and was soon covered by lush greenery again. The girl's slender figure disappeared from sight. Chu Zihang felt inexplicably relieved that he had escaped a disaster, but he didn't know why.
At the entrance of the villa, Xia Mi stood there and watched the roar of the Maybach's engine fade away. She was the only one left in the silent forest. She felt like she had gone back to a long time ago, seeing off her only guest.
Looking down at the rusty iron lock in her hand, the girl's eyes lit up like golden lava, and she gently uttered two words:
"Jun Yan."
As soon as he finished speaking, extremely high temperatures rose from his palms, and the iron lock gradually turned red and hot under the scorching heat of Jun Yan.
He tapped the lock with the hammer in his right hand, causing layers of rust to peel off.
She blew lightly, and like the cold wind of winter, the iron lock quickly cooled down and became as smooth as new again.
The girl casually hung the brand new lock on the door and went back to the house humming a little tune.
"Hehe, I'll let you go this time."
It wasn't that she didn't want to find out the news, but she was finally not alone at home anymore, and he, who had been with her for many years, came back to her side, and she didn't want to ruin this beautiful and warm moment.
Even if it is just fake, it is precious to her.
(End of this chapter)
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