"I'm back."
As soon as he walked into the entrance of the villa, a smell hit his face.
Xinghan realized that something was wrong, and immediately picked up the fire extinguisher from the shoe cabinet and rushed into the villa.
"Ah, brother, you're back, why are you so late?"
Feier was sitting alone in the living room, holding her school uniform in her hand.
She accidentally made a big hole in it during the training just now.
"I chatted with Sholex for a while.
It was quite pitiful for her to be there alone.
It was already very late while we were chatting."
"Oh, how is Sylex?
Is the wound healed?"
Feier asked as she sewed clothes seriously.
Xinghan shook his head and said: "No, that's a magic wound.
It can't be healed so quickly.
But it seems to be fine.
I paid you back just now, so it's nothing."
Xinghan realized that he had leaked something and quickly covered it up.
Then he looked around at the corner of the room and asked, "Fei'er, what happened at home?
Did Bingtong cook the paste pot?"
"No, well that's not necessarily the case," Feier replied uncertainly.
"Hey, your answer makes it difficult for me.
Forget it, I'll go and see for myself."
Xinghan put the fire extinguisher on his shoulder and strode towards the kitchen.
As soon as she raised her legs, Fei'er put down the clothes in her hands and blocked her in front of her, seemingly unwilling to let her pass.
"Brother, you can't go there," Feier said sternly.
Xinghan was startled by Fei'er.
This was the first time she spoke to herself in this tone: "Fei'er, what's wrong?
Why can't I go over?
The smell in the house is terrible."
"Then I'll let them open the window for some fresh air.
Anyway, brother, you owe it to yourself not to go there."
Fei'er's slender arms were placed in front of Xinghan, and her petite body made me wonder how she stopped Xinghan.
"Wait a minute, Fei'er, you just mentioned them."
Xinghan touched his chin and looked down at Fei'er, "Who are they?"
"Well" Fei'er also knew that she had leaked the words in a hurry, and she blushed and looked for words to cover up.
"Isn't it true that I love that guy who said he wanted to cook before?"
"Brother, no, it's really not.
Anyway, you haven't spent more than five minutes with Fei'er for a long time, right?"
Fei'er asked looking quite embarrassed.
Xinghan thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that was indeed the case.
He had been studying the magic group and other things these days, and the time he spent with Mayfair gradually became less and less.
Could this guy have stopped him just for this?
Your own "Well, that's it."
Xinghan lowered his head as if thinking about something, and Fei'er also looked at the expression on his face curiously.
"Ah" Feier screamed, and then she was picked up by Xinghan and lay in his arms.
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Feier turned her head uncomfortably and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you want me to accompany you?
Then as long as the two of us are together, that'll be fine.
I think the kitchen is a good place too."
Xing Han looked at Fei'er with a sinister smile.
"Hey, brother, don't go over there."
Feier struggled hard, but she couldn't break away from Xinghan's hands no matter what.
She could only blame her own weight for being picked up so easily by Xinghan.
"I'm telling you, what on earth is there in the kitchen that would make you say those words and you wouldn't even let me go?"
Xinghan understands Fei'er's character very well, and she will never say those words out of her own intention. of.
"Well" Feier didn't say anything, she just turned her head to Xinghan's chest and lay on it.
As he approached the kitchen, a puff of white smoke drifted past his eyes.
It seemed that the situation inside was not good.
It was absolutely impossible for Bingtong to cook with white smoke.
"哐"
"What on earth are you doing?"
Xing Han kicked open the kitchen door.
Under the smoke, he could vaguely see several attractive bodies.
"Hey Xinghan, why are you here?
Fei'er, it seems that something is not right.
What's going on with the posture of the two of you?"
Lan looked at Xinghan, who was almost petrified, with a happy face, and the restlessness in his arms.
Mayfair who dares to turn around.
"That's not what you're asking, right?
Why do you take a shower in the kitchen?
Isn't the bathroom big enough?
That's the large bathroom I renovated."
Xinghan quickly closed his eyes, trying not to let himself see too much, otherwise the person behind Lan would Bingtong will definitely kill himself.
"Who said we were taking a shower because the kitchen was too hot?
We took off our clothes while cooking."
Lan calmly raised a kitchen knife in her hand and shook it.
"Lan has always wanted to learn cooking from Bingtong, and tonight the kitchen was taken over by Ai.
Lan and Bingtong, who had no place to go, could only share a kitchen with Ai.
Later, because of Lan's various mistakes, the kitchen The temperature keeps rising and the clothes stick to my body, which is why it becomes like this."
Feier in her arms explained in a low voice.
"Oh, I know."
Xinghan replied mechanically, then subconsciously closed the door with his feet and walked slowly towards the living room.
"Idiot brother, I told you not to go there."
"It's not because you didn't explain clearly.
If you said there were three perverts performing performance art in the kitchen, how could I go in?"
Xinghan carried Feier and walked all the way to the living room.
He could still stand after seeing that scene.
Speaking here is his limit.
"I'm sorry," Fei'er murmured softly.
"It's okay.
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How long have they been in the kitchen?"
Xinghan put Fei'er on the sofa and sat down next to her.
"It's been two hours.
I think I'm going to cook a nice dinner for my brother."
Feier pulled at the school uniform she had placed on the sofa.
It looked like it was sewn firmly enough.
"Ha, it's almost half past nine.
Could it be that you guys haven't eaten all this time?"
Xinghan put his arms on the back of the sofa and glanced at the time.
“You don’t need a kitchen to make a sandwich.”
"Oh."
Staring at the ceiling for a moment, Xinghan suddenly remembered something, "Fei'er, what you just said was your own idea?"
"Well, which sentence?"
Feier asked, blinking.
"No, it's okay, that's fine."
Xinghan closed his eyes and leaned comfortably on the sofa.
Fei'er yawned, turned down the volume of the TV, and leaned against Xinghan's side, making no movement.
I'm almost used to the mushy smell at home, and I can easily fall asleep even here.
"It's really hard to teach you how to cook.
The kitchen has almost become a bathroom."
Bingtong emerged from the smoke-filled kitchen, her clothes clinging to her body in wrinkles.
"I'll let you try it when it's ready.
I've been studying it for two hours anyway.
I should be able to cook this dish without any problem."
Lan's confident voice came from the kitchen.
"There's really nothing I can do about you."
Bingtong walked towards the living room, fanning the air in his clothes with one hand, hoping to circulate them quickly.
"Haha Bingtong, look at what I cooked."
Lan and Ai ran out of the kitchen at the same time, each holding a plate of good-looking dishes in their hands, "Bingtong, what I cooked is not bad either, will Xinghan do it?"
" "Shhh" Bing Tong made a mute gesture to tell them not to speak loudly.
She looked at the two people who had been asleep on the sofa from the door frame on the side of the living room for who knows how long.
The sound of the TV was very low, Feier curled her legs and leaned on Xinghan's chest, her long silver hair almost becoming a decoration for the two of them.
"It seems that there is no time for Xinghan to eat.
Forget it, it's getting late.
You guys should go to bed.
Lan come to my place.
Don't disturb Xinghan.
I love you and go to Xinghan's room.
I'll just go to bed tonight.
I can let the two of them sleep here."
Bingtong turned off the TV and turned off the lights in the living room before leaving with Lan.
Ai unscrewed the door of Xinghan's room with a hesitant look on his face.
He turned around and took a look at the situation on the sofa in the living room through the light in the room.
He took out a quilt from the room and spread it on Fei'er and Xinghan before returning with satisfaction. to the house.
The night was very quiet, with almost no sound except for the clock that kept ticking.
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The moonlight outside the window shone behind the sofa, illuminating the floor silvery white.
The next day, the sunshine that had been hidden all night did not appear again.
Yes, it was a cloudy day today.
"Ha" Xinghan yawned and then realized that it was already morning, "I've been sleeping until now.
It's strange that this is my quilt."
Xinghan lifted a corner of the quilt, and Fei'er's head emerged from under the dark quilt.
After a night of changes, she had slept from her chest to her lap.
"Well, good morning, brother."
Feier felt the light.
Even a vampire who could sleep was more alert to light than ordinary people.
After lazily stretching, Fei'er glanced at the kitchen in the living room.
Bingtong had gotten up early and made breakfast, and now she probably went back to sleep.
The door to his room was ajar, which attracted Xinghan's attention.
Fei'er quickly followed him, lying on the door frame to peek inside.
Ai Zheng was lying on the bed wearing light yellow pajamas, holding Xinghan's pillow tightly in her arms.
She didn't cover herself with a quilt, so the pillow was the only thing that could keep her warm at night.
"This guy won't just stay here in the cold after giving us the quilt." superior.
"Brother, let her sleep here for a while.
I'll wake up Funa and the others, and brother will bring breakfast to the table."
Feier smiled and walked around Xinghan, first rushing into Rose's room closest to her.
"Yeah, I got it."
Xinghan glanced at Ai on the bed with some regret.
Her body seemed to stretch a little after the quilt.
The weather is really not very good, the gloomy clouds are almost pressing down on people, and the gray sky looks like it will rain at any time.
The school team was as usual.
Lan no longer seemed to resent herself for Ai Lin's death, and her return to her normal self also made Xing Han feel much more comfortable.
"Wow" As if he had made an appointment with Yu, as soon as he entered the teaching building, raindrops scattered all over the sky on the ground, and soon vortices of water gathered.
Not only was it raining, but the thunder was also surprisingly loud.
The lights in the classroom were flashing, giving people a very depressing atmosphere, as if something bad was about to happen.
"Xinghan, can you come out with me?"
Lan called Xinghan who was sleeping without permission.
After giving Alyssa a look, she agreed to their action.
"Hey, what are you doing?
It's a rare cloudy day, let me sleep for a while."
Xinghan leaned against the wall outside the classroom with a look of reluctance.
"Don't sleep, listen to me.
There seems to be a magician nearby.
Judging from the power of magic, I'm afraid it's the Eight-Star Ice, the Extremely Cold Walla
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