Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 43

Xue Yu's face turned red, then white, then red, and finally became speechless. He knew that he would have to be examined soon.

As expected, as soon as he entered the room, Qi Chen said to him with a calm expression, "Open your mouth."

What the system said before was correct, Qi Chen was paralyzed by laughter, no matter whether he was happy or angry, he was usually smiling. Once he stopped smiling, it would be more terrifying than the end of the world.

Xue Yu, with the idea of ​​resisting hegemony, rebelliously pretended not to hear. Why should he have to do whatever Qi Chen told him to do? If one were to look deeper, Qi Chen was only a guest temporarily staying in his house, and when one is under someone's eaves, one has to bow his head. But Qi Chen not only did not bow his head, he even raised it up.

Qi Chen had a cold face, and he also had a cold face. He raised his foot and wanted to walk to the empty path on the other side.

"Pei Xueyu."

Xue Yu's legs instantly went limp after being called out like that. He pursed his lips and stopped in humiliation. Under the man's gaze that contained unspeakable danger, he raised his head to where the other could see him and slowly parted his lips.

One day he will have to send this ancestor away, Xue Yu's lips were trembling. He thought angrily and opened his mouth a little wider at the man's instruction. It was a bit embarrassing to expose this part to others. He was not used to it. The soft red tip of his tongue moved timidly twice.

He originally thought Qi Chen would first ask him where he saw Cheng Chi, but Qi Chen was obviously not interested in that man. He looked inside Xue Yu's fragrant room for a few times. It was clean, but he still asked calmly, "What did you eat?"

Xue Yu closed his slightly sour mouth and answered honestly: "Dumpling noodles... I didn't eat much."

Besides, he wouldn't really die just by eating a meal, so why was Qi Chen making such a fuss?

He didn't say it, but Qi Chen could tell from his face what he was planning: "Since you have an extra meal tonight, you can skip the meal tomorrow night."

Xue Yu looked up at Qi Chen in disbelief, thinking that Qi Chen was more nosy than an old woman. He closed his mouth again and again, but still couldn't swallow his anger: "What kind of perverse logic is this? I've eaten today, so I don't have to eat tomorrow?"

Qi Chen looked at him quietly for a long time, and a smile reappeared on his lips: "That's it."

Xue Yu was speechless. The expression on his scarf-wrapped face changed several times, and finally returned to indifference. He walked to the other side: "Oh, then I told you today, don't talk to me tomorrow, you want to be dumb."

The young widow looked surprised, with displeasure in every strand of his hair. He didn't even look at Qi Chen and walked towards his room.

…

On the last night of the year, the lights are on.

Xue Yu had no habit of staying up late to welcome the New Year. While other families were watching the Spring Festival Gala together, he went into the bathroom early, stood on tiptoe with a puzzled look on his face, and bent over to observe his complexion in front of the mirror.

He found that his face was a little too pale. It used to have some color. Could it be that he had been out for a while and he hasn't recovered yet?

Xue Yu guessed that his heart might be aching, but he didn't feel anything. The system blocked all pain for him. Even if it hurt, he wouldn't know. At most, his body would react on its own.