Wang Heng calmed down for a moment, and then stood up from the bathtub: "Yes, then you can see." ”

It even took a spin.

It was obvious that Youzhu was a little shaken.

He stepped out of the tub and began to slowly dry the water.

Youzhu's eyes drifted away.

Obviously, compared to being cheeky, the advantage of boys is too significant, and Youzhu can't resist this shameless play at all.

Wang Heng wrapped the bath towel and sighed: "Say, what is the matter?" ”

Youzhu then refocused on Wang Heng: "I think it's unfair." ”

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows: "Because I saw you?" To be honest, I haven't seen you in the face. ”

Youzhu shook his head, already regaining his composure: "The value of the magic system you provided me is far more than what I can compensate you. ”

Wang Heng rubbed his chin: "So you want to compensate me?" It's not going to be a meat payoff, is it? ”

Youzhu glanced at Wang Heng pervertedly: "It's just rubbing his back." ”

"Huh?" Wang Heng spat out in confusion.

"I said," Youzhu said, "It's just rubbing her back." ”

Wang Heng rubbed his forehead: "I remember that you seem to have always been a British way of life, rubbing your back...... It's a neon custom, right? ”

Youzhu nodded, her eyes clear: "When my mother rewarded my father, my father's request was to rub his back. ”

“……”

Wang Heng was silent, this witch is sometimes unexpectedly innocent, but when you think about it, she is only twelve years old, it doesn't seem unusual.

Most of the time is spent learning magic knowledge, and naturally there is no normal understanding of ordinary people's common sense.

But that legendary big witch actually rubs people's backs...... Suddenly, there was a sense of impermanence in life.

After thinking about it, Wang Heng said: "Then how about writing off the refrigerator and TV?" ”

Youzhu shook his head: "It's not the same thing, and the bet contract has been established, I won't change it." ”

Wang Heng scratched his eyebrows in annoyance, and then his eyes lit up: "Then you can spend an hour watching TV every day, this is my request." ”

Youzhu frowned: "I don't think it will do you any good." ”

Wang Heng smiled weirdly: "Who said that?" ”

He walked in front of Youzhu, and the girl developed relatively early, so even if Wang Heng deliberately exercised his body, Youzhu and his size were still almost the same.

Picking up Youzhu's hair, carefully watching Youzhu go from calm to crimson, Wang Heng said softly: "Youzhu, do you know that you are blushing?" ”

"I don't know." Youzhu tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Why do I blush?" ”

"I don't know." Wang Heng shrugged: "So this is the experiment I want to do." ”

"Your expressions seem to be getting richer and richer, and when I saw you when I was a child, I thought you wouldn't show any other expressions at all, and it was the same when I first arrived."

"But now that you're starting to have other expressions, I'm curious." Wang Heng had a strand of black hair curled with beads in his hand: "Is it my magic that has had an effect, or are you yourself reacting to these?" ”

"But it has nothing to do with watching TV." Youzhu thought for a moment.

"Of course there is." Wang Heng shook his head: "Everything in TV is produced in the ethical concepts and logic of ordinary human beings, and what I want to know is the definition of your own feelings after you know this, as well as the change of magic." ”

"Purpose?" Youzhu pondered and asked, "What do you want?" ”

"What I want to know is the witch itself, not just the magic itself, so you are my experiment." Wang Heng: "I want to get a witch who keeps pace with the times, not just a legend of history. ”

Youzhu nodded slowly: "To put it simply, you want to get a stronger me to observe the evolution of magic." ”

Wang Heng nodded: "All magicians are exploring the ancient mysteries, but the concealment and weakening of magic is already an inevitable ending. ”

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Whether it is some old antiques in Kunlun or the bastards of the Magic Association, they are only interested in rummaging around the ruins of history, trying in vain to find a little residue of the old days to feed themselves. ”

"I don't have a problem with them wanting to rot it, but don't drag me down."

And the witch herself is the biggest man-made mystery of the old era.

If witches can be reborn with the magic of the new era, and those who are still trying to restore the glory of the old days, or even reappear in the gods, they can be swept into the dust of history.

Youzhu was silent for a while: "My family doesn't have a deep relationship with the clock tower, if you want to prove something, you may have chosen the wrong object." ”

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why prove anything to them, I'm just doing what I want." ”

Youzhu looked at him and didn't speak.

Wang Heng let go of his hand curled with beaded hair, opened the bathroom door, and turned around, "Rest early." ”

Then he walked out, but then turned around and said, "Don't do magic research today, take a good rest." ”

"After all," Wang Heng smiled playfully, "you're going to learn the knowledge of ordinary people from tomorrow." ”

There was a "click" and the door shut.

Youzhu stood there for a moment, then touched her face.

The flush had not yet dissipated, and the tentacles were a little hot.

It seems that you can feel someone's breath between breaths.

……

When Youzhu woke up the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and he habitually came to the sunroom with books, and Wang Heng was already reading and drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing Youzhu coming in, Wang Heng raised the book in his hand towards her, and said with a smile: "Yo, Youzhu, it's so late." ”

Youzhu sat down calmly: "It's obviously very early, and under normal circumstances, I will wake up around twelve o'clock." ”

Although it was the normal routine of a magician, Wang Heng couldn't help but spit out: "I'm awakened by hunger." ”

Youzhu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "It's possible." ”

Wang Heng rolled his eyes: "There is breakfast in the kitchen, go get it yourself." ”

Youzhu was stunned, put the book on the table, and walked out.

Wang Heng continued to read.

More than ten minutes have passed, Youzhu still hasn't come back, Wang Heng frowned, got up and planned to go to the kitchen to have a look.

Youzhu was staring at the steaming steamer in a daze, her other hand covering her fingers.

The corners of Wang Heng's eyes twitched: "Miss Youzhu?" ”

Youzhu looked for prestige, only to find that Wang Heng had arrived in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Wang Heng's eyes swirled back and forth between the steamer and Youzhu.

Youzhu's expression was calm and solemn: "I'm waiting for breakfast." ”

"But breakfast was already ready." Wang Heng was powerless to complain.

"Oh?" Youzhu's eyes widened slightly: "Then why is it so hot?" Shouldn't you 'ding' and then lower the temperature? ”

…… It felt like she was talking about another piece of kitchenware.

Forget it, it doesn't hurt, Wang Heng sighed, turned off the small fire used for heat preservation, and then picked up the steamer with a wet towel placed aside.

Chao Youzhu raised his chin: "Let's go." ”

When he arrived in the living room and put the steamer on the confiscated plate, Wang Heng turned around and went back to the kitchen with a bowl of porridge.

Turning around, he found that Youzhu had been following him, shook his head helplessly and didn't speak, led her into the living room, and uncovered the lid of the steamer.

A few wisps of white gas wafted up.

looked at the doneness of the xiaolongbao, and then he nodded towards Youzhu: "Please use it, be careful of burning your mouth." ”

Then I turned on the TV that I had installed yesterday, adjusted a few channels, and finally stopped at a channel with a TV series.

Youzhu was very unaccustomed to trying to take the chopsticks and slammed the bun twice before giving up, looking at the xiaolongbao and being silent for more than ten seconds, she went to take a fork, forked up a xiaolongbao, and took a bite carefully.

Although the dough has become a little steamy after a little steaming, the filling retains a considerable heat and taste.

A small mouthful of soup flowed out of Xiaolongbao, Youzhu glanced at it hesitantly, and then glanced at Wang Heng.

Wang Heng was watching the TV series intently.

Then Youzhu sucked a little before the soup flowed into the porridge bowl, and his eyes lit up slightly.

The corners of Wang Heng's mouth hooked, and he quickly loosened up as if nothing had happened.

Youzhu sped up her eating, occasionally sipping two mouthfuls of white porridge, and also being careful not to let the soup flow out, but still very careful to maintain etiquette.

After processing the food after a short time, Wang Heng stopped watching TV at some point, and watched Youzhu put down the fork with a smile: "How does it taste?" ”

Youzhu tasted it seriously: "It's delicious." ”

Then he touched his lower abdomen: "But the heat is too high." ”

Wang Heng nodded: "It was originally for people who have morning exercises." ”

"Morning exercises?" Youzhu naturally knows what morning exercise is, but it doesn't mean much to magicians.

"Yes, morning exercise." Wang Heng nodded: "I told you, my magic is not an enhancement system, but to warm the body to achieve the effect of enhancement." ”

Youzhu nodded: "In other words, my physique will not grow suddenly, but will slowly increase." ”

"At the same time, the better the foundation, the better the effect of warm cultivation." Wang Heng shrugged his shoulders: "You can't expect a sick seedling to be promoted to the same extent as a healthy person. ”

Youzhu was silent for a moment, and then asked with difficulty, "How long did you get up?" ”

Wang Heng smiled evilly: "Six o'clock in the morning." ”

Youzhu was stunned, but Wang Heng didn't stop: "Today's breakfast is quick-frozen, don't count, make breakfast for half an hour, practice for an hour, jog for an hour, and then take a shower." ”

"Generally speaking, it's nine o'clock when it's done, the porridge is slowly boiled, and the heat is kept warm by the way after the practice."

Wang Heng looked at Youzhu and smiled: "I remember that you still have to go to school, right?" ”

It's spring break, but it's two weeks away.

"I suggest you move your practice time to the evening, so that you can catch up."

Youzhu's eyes straightened, and she said a little stiffly, "I didn't say I would follow your routine." ”

Wang Heng smiled and said, "Then you won't have breakfast." ”

Youzhu subconsciously looked at the clean steamer and porridge bowl, and then said bitterly: "It doesn't matter. ”

"That's right." Wang Heng nodded: "Then your lunch is gone." ”

Japanese-style bento is actually quite a test of people's craftsmanship, because after a morning, no matter the food is already cold, you can't use the same method as traditional food.

Youzhu stared at Wang Heng and began to consider whether he could coerce Wang Heng.