The spring breeze is proud, probably talking about Zhen's father's expression when he got up today. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before Mu Qian got up from the bed, he heard Zhen's father humming a song there, wearing an apron and constantly busy in the kitchen.

"Hah...... Yawn ......"

Mu Qian covered his mouth and said, "Good morning." ”

"Aha!"

Dad Zhen suddenly said a high-pitched greeting, and Mu Qian was suddenly completely awake from fright, and looked at Dad Zhen, who was extremely excited, in a daze.

Sure enough, the power of a confidant is very powerful.

This is the latest research report, and it should be written in the report to set an example.

Bosom friend......

Dad Zhen is actually not the kind of man who will go from day to night, let alone do anything that will make the family suffer a crisis, which Mu Qian can still see.

But Dad Zhen's current state makes Mu Qian unclear......

Presumably, it is deeply related to issues such as "mid-life marital crisis", "how to hide the yearning for passion in ordinary life", and "the seven-year itch and twelve-year pain".

Well, anyway, just don't worry about it.

"Poached eggs, toast, pickles, breakfast soup!"

Zhen's father held the name of the dish, turned in circles, and put breakfast in front of Mu Qian.

The dishes look so much better!

"Dad, did you leave Aunt Song's contact information?" Mu Qian asked tentatively.

Dad Zhen sighed lightly, "No, I told her a word, it is better to forget about each other than to look at each other; ”

The Demon King stood up and touched Zhen's father's forehead, which was opened by his father angrily.

"I don't have a fever. ”

"Then confidants don't need to communicate?" Mu Qian took a bite of eggs, and sure enough, his usual taste was not at the same level.

Dad Zhen sat on the side and burst into tears, "Isn't this a fashion forced to overdress? In the face of this kind of cultivated and knowledgeable character, I casually ...... Alas, I regret not being at the beginning. ”

Mu Qian silently picked up the egg drop soup and drank it all.

To this really good man.

When he went out in the morning, Zhen's father was still crying silently while changing clothes.

"I'm going to school, Dad, don't be late for work. ”

"Alas, let's go," Zhen's father blurred his eyes with tears and didn't forget to wave his hand to Mu Qian, but the smile on the corner of Mu Qian's mouth was a little weird when he left.

A few minutes ago, he sent a message to his mother.

When Mu Qian walked out of the door, the tips of his ears trembled slightly, as if he heard Zhen's father's voice answering the phone in a hurry.

"Wife, listen to my explanation, that's a friend, a friend!"

"It's really pure friendship for me! It's just because the chat is more close, so I talked for a few more minutes...... Definitely a few minutes!"

"Wife, I love you! I really love you! I swear to God!"

Mu Qian smiled, and the new schoolbag slipped onto his shoulder, but it contained books that had nothing to do with studying.

He had just taken two steps when a commercial van parked at a side intersection came over and clicked its headlights twice.

"Classmate Zhen?" Wen Yu poked his head out of the car window and smiled a little reluctantly at Mu Qian, "Do you want to be together?" I have something I want to ask you about. ”

If you don't sit in a car, Mu Qian sat on it very happily, except for the driver, there were only him and Song Shijing.

"What do you ask?" Mu Qian put down his schoolbag, his face was not good, but it was not bad.

Wen Yu tied her long golden hair into a double ponytail today, but she had an inexplicable sorrow......

"You're not a demon slayer, are you?" Wen Yu asked suddenly.

Mu Qian nodded: "Well, I'm not." "He is the demon king, of course he is not a demon slayer, in a sense, she and the demon slayer are still natural enemies.

It's that his natural enemy is relatively large and powerful......

Wen Yu nodded slightly, as if he really believed it.

She looked at the driver in front of her, who nodded slightly and turned off one of the car's instruments.

There is no force response.

This kind of detection is much more direct, and it can also make Wen Yu feel more at ease.

"Do you know about my sister?"

"Well," Mu Qian replied casually, "It's okay, it should be." ”

Wen Yu also nodded in response.

The two of them seemed to have no topic, but Wen Yu should have a lot of things to ask.

"Do you want to know how I met Song Shijing?" Mu Qian looked at Wen Yu's side face, which was very delicate, but he couldn't erase a little tiredness.

Wen Yu: "Would you like to talk about it?"

"The story of the boy's adventure, probably," Mu Qian said.

It's just that there are more colorful stories before the teenager, and it's inconvenient to explain to Wen Yu.

Mu Qian smiled and asked, "Do you still want me to join the student union?"

"Is that okay?" Wen Yu also smiled, although a little reluctantly, but Mu Qian never asked 'why', so that she couldn't find an excuse to talk at all.

Lord Demon King only needs to think of the complaining phone call that has lasted for several hours...... There is a faint urge to complain.

I can't pick it up, so I'm so speechless to the school gate.

Wen Yu suddenly asked, "Is it you who saved my sister?"

There was a slight pause in the rhythm of Mu Qian's breathing, because at that moment, many thoughts crossed his mind, both gloomy and normal.

He chose to ignore and remain silent, because he didn't want to deceive people, so there was only silence.

Wen Yu suddenly laughed again: "What stupid thing am I talking about, you may just be a little precocious." ”

Mu Qian: "That's what it means to feel reliable?"

"Almost, at least much more reliable than those around me," Wen Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth as he leaned lightly towards Mu Qian in his seat.

Instead, Mu Qian dodged in a direction away from her.

Wen Yu: "Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of this," Mu Qian glanced at Wen Yu's chest, and the student council president wearing a school uniform, shirt and short skirt immediately covered his chest, and there was a lot of blush on his face.

The beautiful student president rolled her eyes: "I'm afraid!" and then whispered: "Pervert, pervert, voyeur, how can a person like you be excellent in learning? In the future, you will become a high-IQ criminal in society!"

Mu Qian replied disappreciatively: "I feel quite good about my character, you can take off the button behind your collar first!"

Button?

Wen Yu didn't know why, how could there be buttons behind the collar?

She wore a double ponytail today, and there was a white button half a centimeter in diameter just where the ponytail parted.

If you don't look closely, this button is about the same color as Wen Yu's clothes, and she usually wears clothes that are put on directly after being prepared by a servant, and she won't wash them at all......

When Wen Yu's fingers touched this 'button', his face changed significantly.

She pinched her fingers hard, and the button shattered, and the electronics splattered between her fingers.

Bug.

"Is there anyone to supervise your private life?" Mu Qian said as if he was joking, but Wen Yu couldn't laugh anymore.

"Student Zhen, I have something to deal with, so let's send you to the street at the school gate. ”

"Thanks, save me two bucks. ”

Wen Yu looked at him deeply, lowered his head and muttered, and began to think about something.

When Mu Qian got out of the car, he left a sentence for Wen Yu: "Sometimes you don't have to think about things so complicated, if you really can't get over the hurdle, then find someone who can't see it." ”

After the wood moved away, Wen Yu leaned back on the seat.

"Make me believe that he's just an ordinary person? What are you kidding...... Go back to Wen's house and help me ask for leave by the way. ”

"Yes, Master. ”