Opening the door, Qi Shunhua pressed the switch of the light, and the whole room was brightly lit, but his parents and sister were not at home. The lively Jojo watched the host come back, gave a big hug warmly, and snorted twice towards the table. There was a note pressed on the dining table, Qi Shunhua picked it up and looked at it, it turned out that after they were discharged from the hospital, they went to the studio to learn about the damage, and only then did they remember that today was the wedding day of a teacher in the studio, so they went home to pack up their things and went to the wedding, and did not come back at night. At the end of the note, he also instructed to take care of Qiqi.

Qiqi saw Qi Shunhua looking at a piece of paper, thinking, curiously leaning over to see what was written on the note, she almost relied on Qi Shunhua's chest to see the words on the note.

Qi Shunhua let go of Qiqi and stood up, holding his head in pain. Qiqi also quickly stood up and patted his face with both hands.

"Meow." Michael blinked his round eyes, and squatted at Qi Shunhua's feet with a well-behaved and lovely look.

"Michael, it's you, why does my head hurt so much." Qi Shunhua rubbed his head and half-squinted his eyes.

"Meow meow."

"Wangwang."

"Shunhua, it'll be fine in a while, maybe you're too tired today." After listening to Michael and Qiaoqiao's words, Qiqi relayed it to Qi Shunhua.

"Qiqi, I'll go back to the room to take a shower first, if you're bored, you can come to me." Qi Shunhua thought that he had been busy all day, maybe he was really tired, he wanted to rest early, and he was afraid that Qiqi would be afraid at home alone.

"Uncle Qi is not here today, I'll come to you later, and give you a massage on your arm." Qi Qi pointed to Qi Shunhua's arm, with a somewhat guilty tone.

"No, it's already good, you see." Qi Shunhua waved his arms and showed off. As a result, the strength was not well controlled, and the muscles were pulled out, and Si screamed.

"Let you do it." Qiqi complained.

Qi Shunhua opened the door and left 304, Michael and Qiaoqiao did not follow him away, but squatted beside Qiqi.

As soon as Qi Shunhua left on the front foot, Michael changed his face in seconds, frowned, pulled down half of his eyelids, and looked at Qi Qi with disdain, "Qi Shunhua doesn't have concentration, don't you either?" I think you did it on purpose, and I tell you, with me, you don't want to play any bad ideas against my master. ”

Accustomed to Michael's cold words, Qiqi didn't rush to debate with it, but patiently asked: "What happened just now, I smelled a fragrance of flowers, and Qi Shunhua changed." ”

"There is a flower demon at work, tonight the Kyushu City Supervision and Security Bureau will be busy, and the crime rate will rise." Michael lay on his side on the ground, his tongue licking his little short legs gracefully.

"Why?" Qiaoqiao, who was honest and dutiful on the side, wondered.

"This floral fragrance can arouse the most primitive desires of human beings like a poison, and it can also amplify the hatred in the depths of the heart. The person who smells it will be led by the nose, so that you will not go to the east, but fortunately, the flower demon is not deep, and the person with strong concentration can easily get rid of control and return to himself, and those who are not strong will do evil according to their own desires. Anyway, there are so many people wearing masks in this world, and it's a good thing to tear them off. Michael lay lazily on the floor, as if describing something that had nothing to do with him.