Hearing the conversation behind him, Wen Qing paused and realized that what Oz said just now was not Chinese, so the marshmallow uncle could not understand it.
When in the human world or in the dungeon, no matter what language they speak, it will not affect communication.
But I've clearly come back...
Why can he still understand what Oz is saying?
Wen Wei frowned slightly and looked up at Oz.
The marshmallow was white, soft and fluffy, and much bigger than Oz's face. Wen Qing could only see the marshmallow and not Oz's face.
He took a step to the side before he saw Oz's expression.
Oz lowered his eyes, staring at the marshmallow in his hand, his brows slightly frowned, he slowly moved the marshmallow closer, and then slowly moved it away, it seemed that he didn't like eating the marshmallow very much.
Noticing Wen Qing's gaze, Oz lifted his eyelids and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Wen Qing looked at his mouth shape when he spoke and it was indeed not Chinese.
"No, eat it yourself."
Oz pursed his lips: "Too sweet."
Wen Qing said, "This is sugar."
Oz looked down at the marshmallow in his hand and took a hesitant bite. The sweet taste of the candy filled his mouth and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
Wen Qing glanced at Ji Junfeng and Bai Tong beside him. Ji Junfeng licked and took a bite from time to time, and seemed to be enjoying the food very much.
Bai Tong bit the marshmallow slowly and calmly, looking normal.
Only Oz's face became more and more smelly as he ate.
Oz also noticed the looks of Ji Junfeng and Bai Tong, and sneered, "You are really good at pretending."
Wen Qing said slowly: "If you don't like it, just throw it away."
"I like it." Bai Tong said.
He bit the candy slowly. Although it was a bit greasy, it was not so hard to swallow.
“You bought this.”
This was bought for him by Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and she pursed her lips.
Oz sneered, stared at the huge marshmallow for two seconds, then directly reached out, rolled the marshmallow into a ball, and stuffed it into his mouth.
With a mouth full of the taste of sugar, he scowled and threw the stick into the trash can.
The aunt passing by caught a glimpse of his ugly face and quickened her pace.
Oz turned to Wen Qing and said, "I'm done."
Wen Qing let out an "oh".
Oz glanced at Bai Tong and Ji Junfeng, with a little pride on his face: "I was the first one to finish eating."
Wen Qing: “…”
Seeing that Wen Qing didn't respond, Oz spoke again: "I want to drink some water."
Wen Qing silently took out his cell phone, and when he saw the young clerk in the convenience store next to him, he paused and put the phone back.
He fished out five dollars in cash from his pocket and handed it to Oz: "Go buy it yourself."
Oz took the cash, walked into the convenience store, took a bottle of mineral water, and went straight to the cashier.
The clerk looked at his appearance, was slightly stunned, raised his hand and made a two: "two."
Oz handed him the cash and asked, "Can I borrow the sink?"
The clerk didn't understand, so he took out three dollars in change and said dryly, "Give you three."
Oz put away the cash and walked straight to the sink behind the counter, turning on the faucet to wash his hands.
The clerk realized what he was asking and before Oz could speak, he added, "You are wee."
Wen Qing stood at the door of the convenience store, watching Oz drink half a bottle of mineral water in one breath, and asked, "Are you speaking English?"
"My mother tongue is," Oz paused and tilted his head to look at him, "Did I just say English?"
"I don't know," Wen Qing shook his head, "I can't hear it."
"Don't you know it yourself?"
Oz said calmly: "English is my mother tongue, but I am proficient in six major languages, and my brain automatically switches between languages."
He didn't realize the language problem just now.
What Wen Qing cares about is not how many languages Oz knows.
He got straight to the point and asked, "Why do I feel like you're speaking Chinese all the time?"
"I'm back already, haven't I?"
Oz lowered his eyes, looked into his puzzled eyes, and slowly said, "Because you are Wen Qing."
Wen Qing was even more confused: "What do you mean?"
Oz pursed his lips and said softly, "Just think of it as me trying to make you understand."
Wen Qing captured the key information, so?
Oz was just a player, and now without props, there was no way to make himself understand what he was saying.
Apart from the main system, the only ones who can do this should be Yu Xing and his team.
But Oz doesn't look like he has anything to do with Yu Xing...
Suddenly, Bai Tong asked, "How far is it from here to Nancheng University?"
Wen Qing came back to his senses and looked at the surrounding environment: "It will take about twenty minutes if we walk."
"Are you really going?"
The three of them nodded in unison.
Wen Qing had no choice but to take them to school.
Since he was walking there, Wen Qing took a shortcut and went through the leisure park in the university town.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, close to the school curfew time, and there were not many students in the park.
Just as they were about to leave the park, two girls suddenly walked up to them.
"classmate……"
Wen Qing paused.
One of the short-haired girls blushed as she stared at Oz and said slowly in English, "Classmate, can you add me on WeChat?"
Oz said, "I can speak Chinese."
After saying that, he glanced at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing: “…”
Listening to Oz's fluent Chinese, the short-haired girl's cheeks turned even redder: "Okay."
She asked again in Chinese: "Can I add WeChat?"
Oz said coldly: "I don't have WeChat."
The short-haired girl's expression remained unchanged, as if she was prepared for this, and continued to ask: "Can I add a cell phone number?"
Oz spat out two words: "No."
"Even if I have it, I won't give it to you."
The girl with short hair was stunned.
Oz said coldly, "I have a boyfriend."
Wen Qing: “…”
He silently took a step back, praying that the girl with short hair would leave quickly.
The short-haired girl didn't give up and asked again: "Really?"
"Do you only like men? Or both?"
Oz frowned: "Does it have anything to do with you?"
After saying that, he raised his hand to hug Wen Qing who was retreating, and said to the short-haired girl: "I only like him."
The short-haired girl looked at Wen Qing's delicate and beautiful face and forced a smile: "Yes, I'm sorry."
"That's good to know," Oz said indifferently, without giving her any face.
Seeing another girl with long curly hair staring at Bai Tong, Oz frowned and said, "Stop looking."
"We are all his boyfriends."
Short-haired girl: “???”
Wen Qing: “…”
The short-haired girl pulled her friend away in a daze.
Watching them leave, Wen gently pushed Oz's arm away and said expressionlessly, "Don't talk nonsense anymore."
Oz: “I didn’t.”
Wen Qing: "...You are not my boyfriend."
Oz nodded and said nonchalantly, "Later."
Wen Qing: “…”
He glanced at the time and couldn't help asking, "Don't you only have ten hours left?"
Oz responded, "So what?"
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What's the future?"
Oz half-closed his eyes and made no explanation.
Wen Qing vaguely sensed that something was wrong and wanted to ask more questions.
The next second, his sleeve was pulled.
Wen Qing tilted her head and saw Ji Junfeng raising his hand, with some shiny sugar stains on his white and slender fingers.
"I want to wash my hands and face."
"Is that the place to wash hands?" Ji Junfeng pointed to the koi pond in the park.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment: "No, I'll take you to the bathroom."
The restrooms are near the entrance and exit of the recreational park, just in front.
The bathroom is clean and tidy, with aromatherapy, and the smell is not bad.
Wen Qing took Ji Junfeng to the sink and took the half-remaining marshmallow from his hand.
He glanced around and saw that the doors of the compartments were all open and no one was there, so he explained to Ji Junfeng: "This is an induction faucet."
"Put your hand over there and water will come out automatically."
Ji Junfeng tried to reach out his hand, and as soon as he got close to the faucet, water came out automatically.
His eyes lit up, he moved his hand away, and the water soon stopped.
Wen Qing looked at his expression and inexplicably had the illusion that she was taking care of a baby.
He sighed inwardly and looked down at Marshmallow.
The marshmallow had melted and the syrup was sliding down the small wooden stick. Wen Qing only held it for a short while before his fingertips became sticky.
He asked, "Do you want more marshmallows?"
Ji Junfeng tilted his head, looked at the candy stains on his fingertips, and nodded, "Yes."
Wen Qing responded and was about to get some paper for Ji Junfeng. The next second, he felt a hint of warmth on his fingertips.
Ji Junfeng grabbed his hand and carefully licked the sugar that had melted on his fingertips.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and he quickly retracted his hand.
Ji Junfeng licked his lips: "You asked me if I wanted to eat."
Wen Qing: "I'm asking if you want some candy!"
Ji Junfeng looked at his wet fingertips, which were shining brightly under the dim light.
I licked it myself.
Ji Junfeng's throat moved slightly, and he said slowly: "You also have candy in your hand."
"I'd rather eat from your hand."
Wen Qing stuffed the marshmallow back into his hand and turned sideways to wash his hands.
Ji Junfeng looked at his tightly pursed lips and whispered, "You haven't tasted cotton candy yet."
Wen Qing quickly washed and wiped her hands and said to him, "I don't like it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was pressed against the wall, with a sweet scent on his lips.
Ji Junfeng held his lips steady, pried open his teeth eagerly, and licked the inner wall of Wen Qing's mouth with the tip of his tongue.
His tongue tasted of the sweetness of cotton candy, and Wen Qing was stunned for a second, and then two vines suddenly wrapped around his wrists tightly, making him unable to move.
Ji Junfeng sucked the tip of his tongue, and occasionally touched the root of his tongue, grabbing all his breath.
The vines on his wrist matched the rhythm of Ji Junfeng's kiss, tickling the soft flesh on the inside of his wrist. An indescribable itch seemed to penetrate his body.
Wen Qing was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe and couldn't help but let out a low hum.
Ji Junfeng held his lips and licked every bit of moisture and every bit of sweetness in his mouth.
Soon, footsteps were heard.
Wen Qing looked over hazily and saw Bai Tong walking in.
He stood at the door and looked for two seconds, then strode forward.
Hearing the movement behind him, Ji Junfeng paused in his kiss. He licked Wen Qing's lips reluctantly, tilted his head to look at Bai Tong, and asked, "Do you want to kiss me too?"
Bai Tong's gaze inevitably fell on Wen Qing's face. His lips were red and swollen, the tip of his nose was slightly pink, and his eyes were moist as he looked at him, as if asking for a kiss.
But he knew that Wen Qing himself had no such intention.
Bai Tong suppressed the desire in his heart, untied the vines that were trapped on Wen Qing's wrist, slowly raised his hand, and wiped away the water stains on Wen Qing's lips.
Wen Qing gradually came back to his senses. He looked at Ji Junfeng, then at Bai Tong, whose expression was so calm that it seemed a little sad.
After a while, he slowly asked, "What are you hiding from me?"
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