Hunting College

"What kind of coffee do you want?"

The witch quickly adjusted his mind, stood up, picked up the coffee pot, and poured coffee for the two witches: "It is a great honor to serve you."

"Well, maybe I should go." Jiang Yu raised his hand and pushed the strands of hair that fell behind his ears behind his ears. He glanced at Zheng Qing with a smile, then looked at Irina: "There is Zheng. Classmate Qing is here to help you, there is nothing difficult with your homework."

"But the teacher I'm looking for is you, come first, come later." Ilena grabbed Jiang Yu's arm and pulled her back to her seat: "At least, let me buy you a cup of coffee."

Jiang Yu made a light effort, did not break free of the Gypsy Witch's hand, and finally bit his lip and sat down.

Three people occupy the three sides of the coffee table.

There is also a table against the wall. There is a strange oil painting hanging on the wall. It is vaguely recognizable that there are a few fierce-looking, ghost-looking guys fighting each other with weapons. The soles of their feet are hot lava, and the tops of their heads are low and shining. Thunder sky. From time to time, those ghost-like guys will show their true blue-black bodies with nine heads and a thousand eyes, three heads and six arms, or two thousand heads. The whole canvas that was hit seemed to be buzzing and shaking.

Zheng Qing just glanced at the canvas, then focused his attention on the coffee pot in front of him. He needs to pour coffee for the two witches. By the way, pour it on yourself.

The brown coffee passed through the silver pot body and the transparent jewel spout, and with the steaming heat, it fell into the white porcelain cup.

Leave a finger for every cup, no more, no less.

Zheng Qing felt his hands were steady.

"Thank you." Jiang Yu nodded politely to Zheng Qing.

"It really fragrant!" Jelena lifted the cup and took a hard breath, admiring the deliciousness in the cup.

Zheng Qing politely smiled at Jiang Yu and sat down.

Then he reached out to the sugar bowl, intending to fill his cup with something.

At the same time, a white hand on the side seat also fell on the sugar bowl. Two hands, one on the left and the other on the right, held the sides of the sugar bowl respectively. Zheng Qing vaguely felt a few millimeters away, the slightly cold temperature in that hand.

He retracted his hand as if being scalded.

Jiang Yu was also shocked and retracted his hand.

"You add sugar to your coffee?! It's a heresy!" The Gypsy Witch opened her eyes wide, looked at Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, laughing loudly. She was holding a salt shaker in her hand.

The white, dense powder of salt shimmered in a charming color in the light, rustling down, leaving little ripples on her coffee.

Zheng Qinggan laughed twice, let go of the sugar bowl, and reached out to the milk jug on the other side.

No sugar, milk will do. He comforted himself from the bottom of his heart.

Then his hand touched the other hand with the same idea as him again.

Jiang Yu stared at the wizard with a hint of irritation in embarrassment and a few smiles in anger. The two drew back together once again.

"What the hell, it's so complicated with the addition of ingredients." The Gypsy Witch finally seemed to notice the slightly weird atmosphere in the air, reached out and picked up the sugar bowl, and poured powdered sugar into Zheng Qing's coffee cup: "I help you."

With a stiff smile on Zheng Qing's face, he nodded without making a sound. He just picked up the spoon and stirred silently. Stirring circle after circle.

Jiang Yu didn't seem to be anxious to leave at this time.

She sat on her seat steadily, holding a coffee cup, and looking at Elena with a smile: "I'll add sugar too."

Jelena's arm holding the sugar bowl paused in midair for a few femtoseconds, and finally moved to Jiang Yu's coffee cup.

"What an easy thing," she murmured. The powdered sugar in the sugar bowl rustled down.

Jiang Yu stirred the coffee with powdered sugar with a spoon and sipped it.

"Have Xiao Xiao been looking for your staff to buy gifts recently?" Jiang Yu held a coffee cup and suddenly asked Zheng Qing an inexplicable question.

The young public-sponsored student looked blank: "What gift?"

"In the last history class, Mr. Sima didn't call him up to answer questions." Irina reminded him.

Isn't it a good thing not to call? What does this have to do with gifts.

Zheng Qing had no idea what the two witches were talking about.

"Well, he never asked me." Zheng Qing was determined not to show his timidity in front of the two witches, so after answering vaguely in their context, he added: "The hunting team has a lot of things recently, and he has been busy."

The two witches looked at each other, with a trace of pity in their eyes.

Zheng Qing took the matter down, and decided to go back and talk to Xiao Xiao to see if he could react to something.

"Speaking of it, I heard Feifei say that your hunting team has been helping her find that pet snake, how about it?" Jiang Yu changed a slightly simpler topic.

"There have been no clues." Zheng Qing put down the coffee cup, rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, and replied with some annoyance: "The school work committee still has so many things that the official hunting team can't do... We just tried our best to help. ~www.readwn.com~ Just talk about it."

"Didn't you help her find the snake slough?" Ilena added softly. She actually regretted it a little bit. If she knew that the pet snake would throw away the painted skin and slip away in the middle of school, then she would have reported it.

From the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes, Jiang Yu's expression seemed to stiffen for a second.

"That's because there are two cats to help," he decided to test it a little, and turned to look at Jiang Yu: "I don't know if you have seen it in school, a black cat, and a little white cat... A cat is a little bit big, maybe less than three months old. Creamy white. I remember you like cats."

After saying the last sentence, he began to regret it.

On the one hand, he stupidly talked about the preferences of other girls in front of his girlfriend; on the other hand, the little white cat that was killed has always been a taboo topic for Jiang Yu to some extent.

Fortunately, neither Elena nor Jiang Yu seemed to care about the question he was answering.

"I don't have a cat anymore." Jiang Yu replied dryly, not knowing what he was thinking of, a blush appeared on his face.

"Black cat? What kind of black cat?" Irina asked her question at the same time. Obviously, she was very interested in a certain black cat mentioned by Zheng Qing.

"A black cat, like a cat with white paws. The eyes are very beautiful. It looks quite mighty." Zheng Qing recalled the image of himself in his mind and described it.

"You are very careful to observe." Jiang Yu looked at the wizard with a smile, and teased him.

Zheng Qing felt that his hand holding the coffee cup was steady.

"Well, I heard what Xiao Xiao said," he added calmly: "I was doing homework in the dormitory at the time, and I didn't follow it on patrols."

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