After Yu Xing finished speaking, he came close to Wen Qing and blinked: "Don't let him eat you up without leaving any residue."
Wen Qing stared at Yu Xing in a daze, because of his words and the seriousness that flashed across his eyes.
During this period of time, Yu Xing has been lazy and not doing his job. This is the first time Wen Qing sees Yu Xing being serious.
Wen Qing didn't react for a long while.
Seeing this, Yu Xing chuckled and said slowly, "At least give me some."
Wen Qing was confused: "What?"
Yu Xing raised his hand, pinched his fair and delicate cheek, and repeated patiently: "It's going to be eaten anyway, don't let Ji Yu eat it all by himself."
The cool temperature on his cheek brought Wen Qing back to his senses. He came to his senses and slapped Yu Xing's hand away.
Yu Xing withdrew his hand nonchalantly and added: "My skills are definitely better than that guy Ji Yu."
Wen Qing: “…”
What nonsense are you talking about again.
After hesitating for a moment, Wen Qing pursed his lips and asked, "What did you mean just now..."
Yu Xing said calmly: "What I meant just now is that I have a big penis and am good at sex."
Wen Qing: “…”
Who asked you this!
Wen Qing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said angrily, "I want to ask you, did you know Teacher Ji before?"
Yu Xing glanced at him and said casually, "We have... collaborated a few times before."
cooperate?
Wen Qing was stunned. Teacher Ji is a university teacher...
He opened his eyes wide, looked at Yu Xing's bare chest, and asked in disbelief: "Are you also a university teacher?"
Yu Xing sneered and raised his eyebrows: "He said he was a university teacher, and you believed it?"
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly. If Ji Yu was not a university teacher, why did he say that he was a university teacher?
Because... being a teacher is more convenient?
Easier to approach them?
Thinking of this, Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and Ji Yu's recent suggestive conversation inexplicably popped up in his mind.
But...can Yu Xing's words really be trusted?
Wen Qingqing couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Yu Xing was deliberately making him doubt the teacher?
His thoughts were written all over his face. Yu Xing chuckled and scolded, "You have no conscience."
He is not smart when he should be smart, and he is daydreaming when he should not be smart.
Wen Qing pondered for a while, looked at Yu Xing, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know Si Kong?"
Yu Xing responded perfunctorily: "Forget it, I'm not familiar with him."
Wen Qing was shocked. Ji Yu and Si Kong knew each other. Yu Xing had worked with Ji Yu before and also knew Si Kong...
Yu Xing narrowed his narrow eyes slightly and asked in a drawling tone: "In front of me, you still want another man?"
Wen Qing: “…”
After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you three know each other?"
Yu Xing uttered a single syllable from his nasal cavity, which was considered an admission.
He raised his eyebrows and motioned for Wen Qing to continue.
Wen Qing subconsciously touched his face and thought, is he being too obvious?
How did Yu Xing know that he had something else to say?
Wen Qing pursed his lips and analyzed in an orderly manner: "So the reason why you three are divine cards is because you know each other."
"Otherwise, if you cooperate, it will be unfriendly to other players."
Yu Xing's expression froze for a second.
Wen Qingwei frowned slightly and thought, isn't this the reason?
Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth: "Last time I asked you to think about the literal meaning, did you never think about it at all?"
Wen Qing blinked and said seriously, "I've thought about it."
I just haven't figured it out.
The second half of the sentence was not said, but Yu Xing guessed it.
He stared at Wen Qing, his tone carrying a faint smile: "Can't you think of this?"
"Do you really have to let me feed you the answer?"
Wen Qing's eyes lit up and she asked softly, "Is it okay?"
He doesn't mind telling himself the correct answer directly.
He couldn't figure out those complicated things.
"Of course." Yu Xing smiled and raised his hand to hook his finger at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing took a step forward.
Yu Xing slowly leaned over, leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "What do you want to exchange for it?"
After saying that, he blew a vicious breath towards Wen Qing's ear.
Wen Qing's body trembled, and the area behind his ears instantly turned red.
He wanted to step back, but Yu Xing's hands suddenly grabbed his waist, and Wen Qing couldn't move at all.
Yu Xing deliberately pinched his waist, then brushed the corner of his clothes and moved slowly down.
"Little idiot, I'm afraid you don't understand, so I'll explain it more clearly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qing felt Yu Xing's hand on his butt and pinched it.
He opened his eyes wide, only to see Yu Xing bending his lips and saying word by word: "Equivalent exchange."
Wen Qing pushed Yu Xing away forcefully, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. He turned around and took two steps, then paused, turned back to look at Yu Xing, and asked with a flushed face, "Where is the exchange?"
Yu Xing was a little surprised. This little fool sometimes reacted quite quickly.
He pretended not to understand: "What is that?"
Wen Qing was so angry that he said, "You, you just touched me!"
Yu Xing uttered an "oh" and said calmly, "Just consider it as a reward for telling you that the answer is wrong."
Wen Qing was speechless. This guy was so shameless!
He pursed his lips and walked towards the study without looking back.
There are 24 hours left until the next vote.
He would surely be able to figure it out.
Yu Xing leaned lazily against the wall, looking at Wen Qing's angry back, stroking his fingertips.
It seems that all the flesh on the little fool's body has grown on his buttocks, which are quite easy to pinch.
*****
Wen Qing trotted into the study, which was empty.
He exhaled, walked quickly to the desk, and began to look for the book that Sikong had left behind.
There were quite a few books scattered on the desk. Wen Qing checked them one by one, but didn't see Si Kong's book.
Wen Qing frowned and had to pick up the "Greek Mythology" and look for content related to the three-headed dog.
He read it through carefully, and apart from the short story he had read last time, there was no other content about the three-headed dog.
But the conversation between Teacher Ji and Yu Xing just now... they must know something about the three-headed dog father.
Wen Qing stared at the pages and read it again word by word.
[The three-headed dog Cerberus lives on the banks of the River Styx, guarding the gate to the underworld for Hades...]
Wen Qing paused, guarding the gate for Hades...
Could it be that the father of the three-headed dog is Pluto?
Wen Qing quickly began to look for content related to Pluto, and sure enough, he saw a sentence.
[Pluto, the god of the underworld, rules the underworld, and has a three-headed dog by his side.]
Wen Qing's face turned pale. He remembered what Gong Yunyun said. In most mythological systems, the three-headed dog was responsible for guarding the gates of the underworld and hell.
He doesn't understand Greek mythology, but he understands Chinese mythology.
To put it another way, Pluto is Yama!
If the father of the three-headed dog is the King of Hell...
If he gets angry, he might kill him.
Wen Qing scratched his palm nervously, silently praying in his heart that the three-headed dog father was a sensible god.
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he wanted to cry even more.
Wen Qing quickly closed the book. He had to find the clues quickly and pass the level before the three-headed dog father arrived.
He sniffed and started looking for another book.
Wen Qing remembered that the book had a pure white cover with few words on it, which made it very special among so many books.
But he couldn't find it no matter where he looked. It wasn't in the desk drawer, or on the Chinese bookshelf...
Half an hour later, Wen Qing was so tired that he sat down on the floor and looked up to check other bookshelves.
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded above my head: "What are you looking for?"
"Find a completely white book." Wen Qing blurted out.
The next second, his face gradually turned pale.
I recognized the voice of someone behind me.
It’s Zhouzhou.
Wen Qing swallowed nervously, huddled to the side of the bookshelf, leaned against it, and barely felt a little safe.
Zhou Zhou lowered his head and looked at him solemnly.
His face was full of panic, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.
Zhou Zhou's face gloomy, realizing something.
Wen Qing is afraid of himself...
"I'll rest on the third floor tonight."
"You can go back to your room and sleep. Don't sleep in the study. The blanket will fall off easily."
Wen Qing was stunned. Blanket?
How did Zhou Zhou know that he had a blanket when he slept in the study last time?
Last time he saw only Teacher Ji in the study...
Thinking of Yu Xing's words, Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, mustered up his courage, and asked stutteringly: "Did you give me that blanket?"
Zhou Zhou: "What else?"
Wen Qing was stunned. He thought it was the teacher who put it on him.
And when I thanked the teacher, the teacher didn't explain...
Seeing him distracted, Zhou Zhou's face darkened: "Who do you think you are?"
"Is it Yu Xing?"
Wen Qing came back to his senses and looked up in confusion.
Zhou Zhou thought he had acquiesced, his expression changed, veins popped up on his forehead: "Is it Yu Xing?"
"Did you believe him if he said it was him?!"
"How could he care about you when he bullies you all day long!"
The suddenly raised voice frightened Wen Qing so much that he trembled and subconsciously wanted to step back, but there was a bookshelf behind him and he couldn't retreat any further.
His curling up movement lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing a section of his slender waist.
There is a faint fingerprint on the waist.
Zhou Zhou's gaze paused, staring at that area intently.
He walked up to Wen Qing, squatted down, and gently lifted the corner of her white T-shirt.
The fingerprints were slightly red, and it looked like someone had pinched this place not long ago...
Zhou Zhou's eyes were filled with gloom and his Adam's apple was pressed down.
He bent his index finger and stroked Wen Qing's waist, slowly wiping the fingerprint with his fingertips, increasing the strength from light to heavy.
"This place is stained with dirt."
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