"Sleep on the first floor, of course."

"You don't sleep in your own room, what are you doing on the first floor?"

Xiao Qiang smiled, turned around and deliberately stared at Rowling's body up and down, and the action fell into the other party's eyes and immediately understood, and then saw Rowling giggle.

"What are you laughing at!"

Rowling said with a smile, "You are a three-year-old kid, and you still know the shame of men and women, don't you think you mature a little early?" Or do you think I'm going to have some bad thoughts about you? ”

After Rowling's words, Xiaoqiang gradually reacted, thinking: Yes, he is still a seven or eight-year-old child, why should he go outside to sleep?

Thinking of this, Xiaoqiang immediately closed the door and jumped on the bed.

This move startled Rowling and said, "What are you doing!" ”

Xiaoqiang said without blushing or heartbeat, "Of course it's sleeping." ”

"Aren't you going to sleep in the living room?"

"I'm only three years old, I'm afraid of the dark, and I don't dare to sleep alone."

As he spoke, he got into the futon with his head covered.

Rowling's face had become red, she didn't stay where she was at the moment, she didn't leave, she looked down at this dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and was a little speechless.

However, in Rowling's eyes, Xiaoqiang is indeed a seven or eight-year-old child, although he speaks with a little maturity, but he is still a child after all.

Because of the kindness in her heart, Rowling didn't care about the identity of the other party, so she snorted lightly and fell asleep next to the other party.

However, perhaps to punish Xiaoqiang, Rowling deliberately treated the other party as a rag doll, hugged it into her arms, and then fell into a deep sleep regardless of the other party's resistance.

Maybe it's because her spirit has been in a tense state since these days, and after a while, Rowling fell asleep deeply, on the other hand, Xiaoqiang, who was held in her arms, was in pain and happy at the moment.

After a night of fragrant softness, the two woke up slowly.

Rowling didn't seem to realize the room she was in, and stretched out when she got up, her full figure and body fragrance all fell into Xiaoqiang's eyes and nose, so that Xiaoqiang, who had been squeezed all night, suddenly had a nosebleed.

Perhaps because of the bloody anger, Rowling realized that Xiao Qiang, who looked aggrieved under him, hurriedly pulled the other party up, and then used the magic of the elves to help him stop the blood.

"You're alright!"

Xiao Qiang tried hard to straighten his body, and after taking a few big breaths, he said.

"Good, very good, never so good."

Rowling thought that Xiaoqiang was saying the opposite, and immediately said with some embarrassment.

"I sleep a little heavily, I like to hold things, I didn't do anything to you last night, did I?"

As he spoke, he stared at the pair of big eyes and looked Xiaoqiang up and down.

Xiao Qiang thought to himself: I didn't pay any attention to it yesterday, but that squeezing feeling like an octopus, Xiao Qiang said that he didn't want to experience it again.

"You didn't do anything to me, you just strangled me, I almost lost my breath several times, your hands are too strong, I'm a child."

The more Xiao Qiang spoke, the more excited she became, and the look that looked into Rowling's eyes made her ashamed.

"I'm sorry, I ......."

Xiaoqiang waved his hand, "It's okay, I don't care." ”

With that, Xiaoqiang jumped out of bed, tidied up his clothes and prepared to leave, and Rowling asked.

"Where are you going?"

"Going to class, of course?"

"So what should I do?"

"What ...... you, you stay in this room first, I paid special attention to it yesterday, there may be no one else in this room except me, you can stay here during this time, I will bring you some food at noon."

Rowling said, "You don't have to eat, I carry my own food, you just need to take care of yourself." ”

Xiao Qiang nodded and got up to leave, until he walked downstairs, he glanced back at the window on his second floor, and saw where Rowling's figure was standing, so he waved his hand to the other party, and then went in the direction of the Divine Department.

When he came back yesterday, Xiao Qiang deliberately went to the location of the Divine Department to take a turn, so he didn't have to ask the surrounding classmates when he went out today.

Not long after, Xiao Qiang came to the teaching building of the Divine Department, which was more like a church than the other teaching buildings, which were all vertical flat buildings.

Moreover, there is a sculpture of a seraphim at the gate of the divine department, Xiao Qiang just glanced at it, and felt a very special energy fluctuation from it.

In confusion, Xiao Qiang stopped to look at the sculpture more, and at this moment, a voice sounded in his ears.

"This is the god of faith in the divine lineage, Seraphim Gabriel."

Xiao Qiang looked back and saw a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looking up at the statue, his eyes full of admiration.

"Teacher, are you here?"

The man in gold-wire glasses nodded, slowly retracting his gaze.

"I didn't tell you my name last time I was in a hurry, now I will reintroduce myself, I am the tutor of the Divine Magic Department of the White Tiger Academy, and my name is St. Gaffe."

"Hello, Mr. San Gaffe."

Saint Gaffe nodded and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the classroom." ”

Later, under the leadership of San Gaffe, Xiaoqiang came to the classroom like a prayer room.

During this period, San Gaffe did not speak again, although he looked silent, but from the light of wisdom flowing from his eyes, Xiao Qiang could be sure that the other party's thoughts did not seem to be here.

Coming to the classroom and sitting down, St. Gaffe stepped up to the podium, and he said after wiping away the blurred handwriting left on the blackboard.

"Today, I'm giving you my first lesson on the origins of divine magic."

Xiao Qiang looked at the empty position around him and said, "Teacher, is it just the two of us?" ”

St. Gaffe smiled, "Just the two of us." ”

"But what about the others?"

"No one else is coming to class."

"Why, is it because of that dark Vilia?"

"Oh!" Saint Gaffe had a look of surprise on his face, "You know? ”

Xiaoqiang nodded.

"Yes, I also had a fight with her yesterday, and she said that all the students of the Divine Department were chased away by her."

St. Gaffe laughed.

"Indeed, as she said, all the students of the Divine Department have been driven away by Vilia, do you have some doubts?"

"Yes, doesn't the academy care about this kind of thing?"

San Gaffe put down the book in his hand, slowly came to the table and chair beside Xiao Qiang and sat down, and said.

"Then let me ask you, what kind of world do you think we live in?"