Chapter 21: Guide 21

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Wen Qing subconsciously took a step back and looked at Zhou Zhou vigilantly.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhou asked again, "Don't you want to know?"

Wen Qing wanted to know, but dared not speak.

He was afraid that if he said something wrong, Zhou Zhou would go crazy.

He pursed his lips, their lips tingling slightly.

The wound on the lip opened again, and the blood stained the lips bright red, adding a touch of blood to the pale cheeks.

Zhou Zhou stared at the wound and pretended to be surprised: "What happened to the gentle mouth?"

"Did you accidentally bite it yourself?"

"Still..." The smile on his face grew even wider, his brows curled, "Who was bitten by?"

Wen Qing was very afraid of Zhou Zhou's appearance.

The more Zhou Zhou laughed, the more frightened he became, and the distance between the two was opened in a panic.


Zhou Zhou stood on the spot without approaching, admiring his panicked expression, and after a while, smiled and said, "I know it even if I don't say it lightly."

"It's torture."

"He's so bad, how can he bite you..."

Half of Zhou Zhou's face was shrouded in shadows, and his words seemed to be scolding, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and there was an indescribable strangeness.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, her face bloodless.

He shouldn't come to the study alone, he should find...

Who should be called?

The faces of Yu Xing, the teacher, and Sikong flashed quickly in his mind.

The other ones don't seem to be any good.

Wen Qing couldn't help the pantothenic acid at the tip of her nose.

He wasn't playing a game at all, he was being played.

Zhou Zhou looked at the water in his eyes obsessively, smiled, and asked, "Gentle, why are you afraid of me?"

"I didn't do anything to you," he said puzzled.

Wen Qing shrank back, thinking, didn't you do that?

Obviously not in time.

Seeing his mental thoughts, Zhou Zhou laughed: "In two days... um, the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow we can leave here."

"Gentle, the game officially starts now."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat.

the day after tomorrow? Zhou Zhou can tell the time so clearly...

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