In the early morning, the sun sprinkled on the side of the bed and hit Chen Ming's cheeks, he frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and wanted to raise his hand to stretch his waist, but the arm on the side of the bed couldn't move.

"Forehead ......"

Looking down, Chen Ming's face was black, I don't know when, Shaqiluo, who was originally sleeping downstairs, is now sleeping next to his bed, with a small head still resting on his arm.

"Next time, lock the door. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, he didn't dare to move, as if he was afraid of disturbing this very delicate-looking little girl.

Looking at her carefully, she was still dressed as she was yesterday, but the color had changed to white, and she sat on the edge of the bed like a snowflake falling to the ground.

It's just that her long scarlet hair melts the snow like hot blood, adding a touch of bewitchment to this softness.

"Hmmm......"

When Chen Ming lost his mind, Shaqiro curled up slightly and opened her eyes to look at him.

A small movement, but it woke up Chen Ming, he quickly withdrew his hand, stroked his sore arm in embarrassment, and said, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Shakiro rubbed her eyes and yawned, "I'm hungry and need to eat." ”

“......”

Chen Ming was a little speechless, got up and said, "I'll buy it for you now." ”

Shakiro shook her head and said, "I'm going to eat what you made." ”

"I did it?"

Chen Ming was stunned and said, "Where can I get you the ingredients?"

Shakiro accentuated, "I want to eat, you do." ”

"Ahem. ”

Chen Ming coughed lightly, suddenly remembered yesterday's incident, and said secretly in his heart, "Anyway, let's get up first." ”

He nodded, "Okay, so let's wash up first?"

Seeing that Chen Ming agreed, Shaqiluo stood up, patted her puffy skirt, and said, "I've washed it, you can go." ”

With that, she walked out of the room.

"This guy, did you rely on me?"

With both hands slapping his cheeks heavily, Chen Ming cheered up and walked downstairs.

When he came to the bathroom, Chen Ming looked at the two cups and toothbrushes neatly placed in front of the washstand, and was speechless, "This is the rhythm of staying here?"

After washing up, when he came to the kitchen, Chen Ming found that there were a lot of things in his kitchen, from the oven to the egg beater, all the kitchen utensils were available.

"Don't think about it, there should be ingredients in the fridge too. ”

Numbly opening the refrigerator and glancing at it, Chen Ming asked Shaqiluo, who was sitting at the table, "Chinese or Western?"

Shakiro looked up and said, "Whatever." ”

"Then get some of it. ”

Chen Ming retracted his gaze, took out some ingredients and fiddled with them.

"Fortunately, these ingredients are all things that are in the world. ”

Holding chopsticks and flipping through the bacon in the pan, Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "God knows what kind of food hellish life eats." ”

After a crackling, Chen Ming walked out of the kitchen with two plates.

After placing one of them in front of Shakira, he also sat down across from her.

"Take a sip of milk first. ”

After pouring her a glass of milk, Chen Ming picked up the knife and fork and ate it.

"Delicious. ”

Shakira eats elegantly, and although she is petite, she is no stranger to this kind of Western etiquette.

"If it's delicious, eat more. ”

Eating with beautiful women is always pleasing to the eye, Chen Ming said with a smile.

Because it was morning, neither of them had much appetite, and in ten minutes they had eaten all the food.

After eating, Shaqiluo got up and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, Chen Ming was not angry, and asked while cleaning up the dishes, "I'm going to go to the teaching building for classes later, you go with me to find An Mixiu?"

"Don't go. ”

Shakiro shook her head and said, "I'm at home. ”

"At home?"

Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay." ”

There was silence for a while, and after Chen Ming finished cleaning up, he planned to go out directly.

As soon as I arrived at the door, Shakiro's voice came from the living room, "Come back early." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Ming turned around and answered, and walked out of the small building.

After enduring a strange look before coming to the teaching building, Chen Ming said helplessly, "When will you get used to it?"

Shaking his head slightly, Chen Ming approached the teaching building.

Compared to yesterday, there were obviously a lot more people in the corridor, and all kinds of dresses were intertwined, as if stepping into a rainbow.

He walked along the corridor, but he seemed to stand out from the crowd, and no one dared to approach him.

"The uniforms of the academy are divided into five colors according to the level of magic power and personal talent, corresponding to the color of the magic array, normally speaking, low-level ordinary students are absolutely not allowed to disobey elite students, even if your magic level is only a first order, but as long as you are wearing a purple dress, then except for the red-clothed students, even the blue-clothed demons of the fifth order cannot provoke you, otherwise as long as you want, you can expel him or even kill him, and if he fights back, then the academy will sanction him. ”

This is the original words that the tutor of the theory class said to Chen Ming yesterday, the system of the academy is basically no different from the outside world, but the system of the academy is more pure, and there is no camp involved, so it also led to a scene that made Chen Ming cry and laugh.

"It's a bit of a hassle. ”

Chen Ming knew that this system was to cultivate the hierarchical consciousness of the demon race, which was equivalent to brainwashing.

"But I'm still wearing a red coat over here. ”

With a wry smile passing by the low-level students who had retreated, Chen Ming walked to the corridor.

"Why doesn't this academy even give one staircase?"

Yesterday's elevator was frightened, and Chen Ming was still a little afraid, but when he asked the tutor, the tutor told him that there were no stairs in the teaching building, and there was only a corridor to go up and down the stairs.

"Forget it, just get used to it. ”

After comforting himself, Chen Ming walked into the cloister and pressed the button on the fourth floor.

After a burst of high pressure, the corridor stopped instantly, which made Chen Ming frightened again.

"Whew. ”

Shaking out of the corridor, Chen Ming exhaled, leaned against the wall with his right hand, and patted his chest, "It's really exciting and fun." ”

"Exciting, fun?"

At this time, at the corner not far from the corridor, a discordant taunt came out, "Sitting in the corridor once makes you feel like losing half your life, you really deserve to be human." ”

Chen Ming frowned, looked up, and a figure walked out of the corner, looking at him indifferently.

"It's ......"

He raised an eyebrow, "Red?"

The person who came was a tall young man, with white paper-like skin but lips redder than blood, two sharp fangs like injection tubes, revealing a sense of hollowness, and the dress on his body, as crimson as his lips.

"Good spirits who do not spirit evil come whatever they say. ”

Chen Ming straightened up, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes, "Does this senior have anything to do with me?"