[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

The morning sun rises from the high walls of the other courtyard, casting peace and tranquility.

Qian Qiu propped his head, tapped the pen on the table with the pen between his fingers, and drew a strange shape.It was obvious that she was not paying attention to the things in front of her eyes, but her eyes quietly drifted into the courtyard through the crack of the door.

There, a young man in a loose bathrobe was watering the greenery in the garden.The sound of gurgling water is quiet and long, creating a sense of coolness in this blooming courtyard.

The fine ink hair casts a soft shadow in the twilight morning light, and the neat and clean side face is like a slowly unfolding ink painting, and the eyebrows are just as picturesque.

It is inconceivable that Mr. Yunque, who has always lived reclusively but is difficult to get close to, would care about the lush greenery in this courtyard.But thinking about the soft eyes he looked at the little animals on weekdays, he felt normal.Yundou landed on his shoulders, fluttering its wings. Mi Xiu also seemed to like this place with lush branches and leaves, running on the grass with his tail up.

Against the light green of the branches and leaves, the people and things wrapped in a faint halo are harmonious.It is picturesque, this is the most beautiful scenery Qianqiu has ever seen.

"sister--"

"Hey……"

"Go back to God—"

The tip of the pen draws a long line on the white paper, from strength to disappearance, which is the evidence of Qianqiu's loss of consciousness.

The crooked lines with a crackling sound brought her back to her senses.

Qian Qiu coughed lightly, looked away from the courtyard, looked at the large and small handwriting that had been poked out on the paper, and couldn't help but tighten the lines around her mouth.

"What's the matter? Have you finished solving the problem?" She calmly took the exercise in Ling's hand, and then glanced at him.

In order to prevent him from missing his university homework, the basic courses still need to be continued here.Mr. Kusakabe obviously understands this, and he also invited the best teachers to come here to teach alone, but the subject still needs to be completed by himself, and Qianqiu has become the No. 1 choice to supervise his homework.

"Ahh... I should have a good time here, but I was still locked in the room to do the questions. The free university life has become a prison." Ling changed a comfortable position and hugged the pillow in his hand .

In such a fine weather, we should take Mixiu out for a stroll, see the customs, buy some delicious food, and meet more lovely girls.

Qian Qiu tapped his forehead lightly, looking at the densely packed text on the study book.In fact, she is not good at reading these troublesome subjects. After all, different majors teach different content, and she is sitting here just to supervise Ling to complete the subject well.

"By the way, what were you looking at just now?" Ling blinked, similar warm brown eyes full of curiosity.

There was a breeze blowing in the courtyard, and the rustling of the leaves was mixed with the sound of Mi Xiu and Yundou playing.

"...It's nothing." Qian Qiu lowered her head slightly, her gaze swept over the paper, hoping to erase the embarrassment of this moment.

"Tch——I know all about it." Ling picked up a pen and tapped on Qianqiu's head, but his voice was careless, "Anyway, it must be that skylark."

Qian Qiu raised his head suddenly, looked at the young man who was smiling but not smiling, with a hint of naughtiness on his mouth, then lowered his head as if discouraged.

Of course she knew what Ling was thinking, and it was useless for her to hide it.I don't know why, but the other party can always analyze his own thoughts at once.

"That person is super-scary." Ling curled his lips disapprovingly. Of course, he couldn't forget that when he touched Lark, the other party had vigilant eyes and a sense of oppression that he had never felt before.Just this alone made the young man who is full of blood lower his head and raise the white flag.

But this is also normal, Qianqiu is a rare person who has seen Yunque's soft eyebrows, just because she accidentally saved his beloved pet.So no matter what, she felt that Mr. Skylark was a very good person.Even inaccessible.

Even if outsiders say how terrifying this Vongola's Yunshou is, his attacks are simply fierce and never procrastinating, and she has also seen the big hole dug out in Vengley's headquarters-even so, Qianqiu still feels that Mr. Yunque has someone else. Incomparable tenderness.The cold and sinister thorn is just a disguise, on the contrary, there is a soft and kind heart inside.

Just like now, he is casting shade for the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and these innocent little animals are willing to surround him, isn't it the best proof?

In the eyes of others, the terrifying young man covered in thorns, but in the eyes of Qianqiu, it is another scene.

In other words, Mr. Skylark is a different person in her eyes.

"I should make something to eat today, what does Mr. Skylark like to eat, I don't know how it tastes, and whether he will appreciate it—" Ling patted Qianqiu on the head, and read it all mercilessly.

"You... how do you know..." Qian Qiu faltered as if he was choked by his words.

"Well... Anyway, that's how I feel... But I'm your long-lost brother." Ling wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and there were naughty wrinkles on the bridge of his nose, "You are really willing to accept Is he better than me?"

Qian Qiu stared at Ling's clear and lively brown eyes, and suddenly laughed, "Are you jealous?"

"No, no! How could I be jealous of that guy who has no blood relationship at all!" Ling seemed to be hit by a straight ball, his face showed a look of concealment, and a slight blush appeared on his face.

After finally having a family, and a gentle big sister who cooks delicious food and looks good, of course he doesn't want to let others get ahead of him!Even Mishu!Compared with him, he actually liked that beast——

really—

He is not jealous—

Qian Qiu blinked, and Ling's consciousness naturally flooded into his mind.

Looking at Ling's pursed mouth, she couldn't help laughing.puff.This brat is really jealous.

"...It's true!" Ling couldn't help adding another sentence.Of course he knows, and Qianqiu is also very clear about his thoughts, even so, he still can't help but want to argue, as if this can cover up the embarrassment that was hit in his heart.

"Yes... yes." Qian Qiu stroked his soft short chestnut hair, like an obedient puppy.There is always a special feeling about Ling, even though he has never met, he still feels very familiar.It should be that something called blood relationship is at work, and it is very kind, "Then Mr. Ling, who has never been jealous, continue to write your topic."

She got up and patted the hem of her skirt, and opened the door.

"I'm going to give Mixiu a bath now. If you haven't finished cooking when I come back, today's lunch will not have your favorite eel." Although the tone is soft, it has an irresistible threat of food .

This move is always very effective, whether it is against Mi Xiu or Long Daoling.They all have one thing in common, without good food is like losing motivation in life.One was raised from childhood to adulthood, and the other was rescued from the chewy work meal, so they are both very obedient.

Ling drooped his head instantly, and turned to look at the complicated words on the table.

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Italian summers are always extraordinarily hot.Every pore is screaming and sweating. The morning sun is warm, but it will slowly become hotter as time goes by.

However, Skylark's residence was covered by a shade, which seemed surprisingly cool.

Qian Qiu gently closed the sliding door and walked towards the courtyard.

"Mishu!"

Hearing the master's call, Mi Xiu, who was having fun with Yundou, immediately turned around, and ran to Qianqiu's side with a joyful cry, rubbing her smooth calf.

"Mixiu, there is a very regrettable thing." Qianqiu bent down, narrowed his eyes and stroked its fluffy fur, "You should take a bath..."

Now that it is summer, it should be bathed once a week.

Obviously, Mi Xiu doesn't like taking a bath...Of course, ordinary small animals seem to be reluctant to take a bath.Every time Qianqiu bathed it, it was like fighting a battle, and Mi Xiu often stepped on puddles everywhere after washing without drying it, which made her very troubled.

It gave a low whimper and blinked its almond-shaped eyes at its master.

But it's useless, even though Qianqiu's eyes are gentle, they are extremely firm.Of course she didn't want this white, soft ball of wool to turn black and dirty, and then sweat too much, turning into a black briquette.The point is, don't get sick.

The life here is obviously much more free than in Venice. Of course, the urban area cannot untie the dog chain to let it run and play freely, but here, it is deeply loved by Mr. Skylark, and naturally it has the right to play freely.It is precisely because of this that it is easier for Mi Xiu to sweat than usual.

Mi Xiu took a step back and made an innocent expression.

"It's useless to pretend to be cute." Qian Qiu stretched out his hand to hug it, but Mi Xiu let out a low groan, let go of its legs and ran behind Mr. Skylark, sticking out the fluffy head looking at her.

Skylark put down the bud in his hand, looked down at the hairball that suddenly jumped to his feet, and raised his head to glance at the young woman who was running after Mi Xiu.

This fluffy ball of hair was looking at him with those spiritual eyes, and timidly squeezed another step towards his feet.

"What's the matter?" He pondered for a while before asking.

Qian Qiu was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Mi Xiu who turned his head and pretended to be looking at the scenery, and couldn't laugh or cry.

...New backer?

Since getting to know Mr. Skylark, Mi Xiu is about to become a dog spirit.It's all because Mr. Skylark indulged it too much.

"...Well, it's too hot, I want to take a bath for Mixiu." Qianqiu thought for a while, and added, "If you don't take a bath frequently in summer, your hair will get tangled together, and it's easy to get sick if it gets dirty. "

The ocean-like azure blue slowly condensed, and the black eyes showed a little thought, and then Skylark lowered his eyelids and looked at Mi Xiu who seemed to be looking forward to it.

Naturally, he didn't want to see this ball of wool getting sick, nor did he want to see it running around in a dirty state.

"Michael, take a shower."

The cold voice was finalized.

Mi Xiu's eyes dimmed in an instant, he lowered his triangular ears, and took two steps back, as if he couldn't believe that the young man who spoiled him usually agreed to this cruel and ruthless proposal.

"Mi Xiu, you can take a good bath this time." Qianqiu took a few steps forward, looking at Mi Xiu who was steadily retreating.Mixiu was not put on a leash here, but it seemed more flexible, which gave her a real headache.

The other party whimpered in a low voice, made the final struggle with those innocent eyes open, and took another two steps back.

Qian Qiu patted his forehead with a headache—as expected, the thing cats and puppies hate the most is taking a bath.

"Hmm--? Where do you want to go?" The back footsteps were blocked, and then Mixiu was picked up, and the fluffy paws rested on the shoulders of the young man. It drooped its ears and shook it, looking at the eyes Face up to your own youth.That pair of Danfeng eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk looked straight at it, cold and indifferent, but it did not allow anyone to resist.

Mi Xiu moved his fluffy body and writhed back and forth in Lark's arms, but was held tightly by those slender but powerful hands.

"..."

I don't know why I always think Mr. Yunque's appearance of hugging Mixiu is very funny, Qianqiu tries hard to hold back the gradually rippling smile in his heart, watching the huge snowball on the thin and slender young man, but gradually calms down .

"Go." A thin voice suddenly sounded.

"Eh?" Qianqiu raised her head, seeing the faintly dark blue phoenix eyes locked on her face, she suddenly moved her eyes away in panic, and turned her gaze to the aggrieved Mi Xiu.

Ah... Could it be that he was afraid that Mi Xiu would run away again, so he wanted to take Mi Xiu to take a bath?

She carefully glanced at Mr. Skylark again, but the other party had already locked his eyes on Mi Xiu's face, and patted his back gently with his free hand, as if to comfort it's uneasiness.

The warm sunshine hit the side of the face softly, even the always arrogant eyes seemed to soften, and the thin lips that were tightly locked seemed to draw a faint arc.

Qian Qiu suddenly blushed, but couldn't move his eyes away.

...Mr. Hibari seems to be emitting a soft halo all over his body.

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