"Teacher Huang Quanchuan, Iron Pretty Teacher." Qing Gong held a plate of food and looked at the two people in front of him helplessly, unable to help but reveal his half-moon eyes, "What are you doing?"

The reason why the Qing Palace asked this is mainly because this scene is so weird.

In the iron outfit of a guard uniform, he rolled his eyes and lay on the chair with his belly rolling, as if he was pregnant for three months. On the other side of the table, Aiho Huangquankawa held his chin and looked at his companion speechlessly. There were a high stack of empty plates on the table.

"It's because I've eaten too much." Huang Quanchuan and Tiezhuang knew the Qing Palace because of the last fantasy of the beast, so Huang Quanchuan was no longer afraid of speaking, and looked at Tiezhuang with disgust, "Hey, can you have some success?"

"That's... because..." The originally pretty face in the iron decoration was full of pain, "That's because you can eat whatever you want..."

"It's no help." Huang Quanchuan sighed and lifted the collar in the iron decoration, "Go away quickly, don't be embarrassed here again, okay?" As he said that, he greeted Qinggong, turned around and left with the iron decoration.

"You can vomit if you move too roughly..."

"Hey! Qinggong!" Just as Qinggong was holding his forehead, a familiar voice came from Qinggong's ears. Qinggong turned his head and saw a hedgehog-headed boy waving his hand hard at the other end of the restaurant, as if this magical right hand could dispel the crowd.

Qinggong raised his eyebrows, the absolute domain opened slightly, easily separated the crowded crowds on one road, walked directly to Shangjie, and placed the plate on the table.

"Wow! Cake!"

Before the Qing Palace could sit down, a sound of surprise came from the side. Then, a small figure snatched a piece of cake from the Qing Palace's plate at a speed that was not in line with her due, and stuffed it directly into her mouth. While eating, she sighed, as if she was sighing at the deliciousness of the cake.

"...Indyx!" Kurajou, who was beside him, growled unbearably.

"Forget it." Qing Gong looked at the silver-haired nun who was eating wildly with his head down, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Shangyou, how long has it been since you had eaten for Indyx?" It was not surprising that Qing Gong asked, on the entire table, there were three piles of empty plates made from the iron decoration just now, and the fourth pile was slowly climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the people around the table looked here in surprise, as if they were surprised why such a petite girl was so edible.

"How long has it been since I had eaten for her?" After hearing this, Shangjoo's nose was so sagging and said angrily, "Qinggong, ask her how much she can eat!"

"Glasses!" After eating the cake, Indyx raised his head and looked at Qinggong in surprise, "Are you here too?"

"...How did you become a nun??" This time, even the Qing Palace was convinced. It turned out that Index didn't see him at all. "Didn't the British Puritans give you food?"

So the question is, can this foodie nun be fished away with just one piece of cake?

"It must be that there is no such delicious food." Hearing the words "British Puritanism", Indyx's ears moved subtly, looking very cute, but then he muttered a few words, no longer caring about those things, and continuing to fight with the food, but she no longer snatched food from the plates of the Qing Palace.

"So, what about Ji Shen?" Qing Gong smiled helplessly, and forked a piece of steak with a roasted heat from the plate. He ate it slowly, and the smooth taste was just right.

"I was here just now." Kamijo shrugged, "I originally played with Indyx to have a burger, but I disappeared after losing."

"..." Qing Gong suddenly felt that the people around him seemed to be the most normal one.

"So, do you have any other arrangements later?" Shangjou was bored with the fries with the fork, "I'm fine."

"I didn't... well?" Qing Gong was about to answer subconsciously, but suddenly thought of something.

If I remember correctly... Qinggong subconsciously raised his head and glanced around. Sure enough, the figure of the tea-haired girl in a maid outfit disappeared at some point.

It's true.

"Sorry, Ah Shang." Qing Gong smiled slightly, "I have something to do..."

......

Room 208, Changpantai Dormitory.

The tea-haired girl leaned quietly against the door, with an uncontrollable anxiety on her face. No, it is better to say it is not just anxiety...

"Really, why are you looking forward to it..." Mikoto couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Why do you want me to perform a show... Oops..." The girl slowly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're very nervous now." Suddenly, a chuckle came from the window, which made Mikoto startle. She turned her head suddenly, looked up alertly, but saw it in surprise-

The curtains that were originally sorted by Heizi in the morning were put down again at some point. The window seemed to be open, and a cool breeze surged in. The curtains couldn't help but raise a curve. Under the curtains, the boy sat quietly on the outer edge of the window, leaning against the window frame, and his glasses were casually placed on the window sill, looking at her with a smile, and his white clothes fluttering with the wind.

"You, you, you!!!" When I saw the boy, Mikoto's face suddenly turned red and jumped up suddenly, "How could you be here!"

This...this is my dormitory!

"I happened to see you running here from the restaurant with a nervous look on your face, so I'll come up and take a look." Qing Gong tilted his head and smiled wickedly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in peeping."

"Who knows!" It seemed that because of the nervousness, Mikoto became a little irritable and her tone was fierce, "What are you here? Look at my joke!" At the beginning, her tone was fierce, but afterwards, Mikoto's voice lowered, and in the end she felt a little aggrieved.

"No." The young man smiled, and did not mean to jump out of the window and enter the room. "Mikoto, I know, shouldn't she be confident all the time? Why didn't she be afraid of so many storms before, but she was so nervous because of a small performance?"

Mei...Mikoto?

Suddenly hearing the name that once made me love and hate, Mikoto suddenly raised her head and looked at the chuckling boy. For some reason, her heart felt a little warm.

"Don't worry, there will be no one else." Qinggong looked at Mikoto's expression and couldn't help but show a smirk again, "This time I'm going to give you encouragement!"

"Don't worry, go and perform your violin." Qinggong waved his hand at Mikoto, and his figure slowly faded in the air. "I will help you at that time, just don't be scared." As soon as he finished speaking, Mikoto discovered that Qinggong had disappeared from the window, leaving only a pair of chestnut-colored thin-edged glasses, which were still quietly placed on the windowsill.

"Really..." Mikoto slowly walked to the windowsill and picked up the glasses casually. She still had the feeling of complaining before in her tone. "The guy who suddenly broke into someone's room and then disappeared suddenly..." Although she complained, if she looked closely, the girl had a smile on her lips.

"If I don't come, I won't spare you!"

......

It’s like sneaking into the dormitory of Sister Pao…Emmm, just think about it. I can’t write it. Of course, you have to go in a straightforward way! Again, I wish all the candidates a smooth exam!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!