Apprentice Succubus Hunting Notes

"Omelette, do you want it fully cooked?" Han Tian asked.

"...Okay." Josh was still awake.

Last night, when Han Tian's lips lightly touched his forehead, he felt like his heart was going to burst.

Han Tian, ​​just now, just now, kissed me?

Although it's just the forehead?

Then he heard Han Tian say in his ear: "This is a spell to pray for a good night's sleep. Sleep well. Good night."

Josh, who thought he would toss and roll all night again, really just fell asleep like this.

He slept so soundly that when Han Tian knocked on the door, he was still dazed and did not wake up.

Now, with his uncut hair on his head, rubbing his eyes, he sat at the dining table in a daze, listening to Han Tian frying eggs and squeezing juice in the kitchen.

Then, he saw Han Tian walking out with a plate of ugly orange salad in a strange shape.

What's this?How could Han Tian make such weird and ugly things?

ah!Josh suddenly woke up—isn't this the love fruit bowl he wanted to make for Han Tian last night?Is it so ugly?

This is this...

Josh stammered and asked: "Well, the fruit, no, isn't it too fresh?"

"Huh?" Han Tian sat across from him, picked up a piece of orange leisurely, looked at Josh and said, "No, I think it's very good."

Then, he put the orange into his mouth.

"However, I didn't quite understand. What shape do you want to pile the oranges into?" Han Tian asked while wiping his fingertips with a napkin.

"..." Josh held the fresh orange juice and was stunned again.

Tell him directly, want to make a heart shape?It seems that some can't say it.

Han Tian ate another slice of orange, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because you want to pile it up into a little yellow duck? That's quite difficult."

"Yes, yes, I'm practicing making little yellow ducks! Hmm!" Josh said without hesitation, and added: "Well, I think that if the fruit is made into different shapes of animals, it should be quite suitable Cafe?"

"Oh..." Han Tian nodded, fiddled with the remaining oranges, picked up several cherries from the fruit basket, then pushed the fruit plate to the center of the table, and said with a smile: "I thought, you want to Make a fruit plate in this shape and give it to me."

It was a whole heart studded with cherries.

Josh's face turned red immediately, feeling that all the "lies" he had just said had been exposed on the spot.

He lowered his head and muttered, "I, I just heard from Sangsang that it's easier to make a heart shape. It turned out to be very difficult... I don't know how to do anything else..."

"I recognized it." Han Tian said softly, "I recognized it as a heart. I like it very much, thank you."

Why do you feel more panicked when you hear this sentence?

Josh lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the pendant on his chest.

"Ah, that's right!" Josh raised his head at once, his face didn't turn red and he stopped stammering: "Han Tian! I have something very important to tell you!"

Han Tian's eyes changed slightly, and a look of helplessness flashed across his face, but he still asked gently: "Huh? What?"

Josh sat up straight and asked seriously, "Han Tian, ​​do you have an older brother?"

This should be a question that can be answered immediately without even thinking about it, but Han Tian leaned back, with his knuckles touching his lips, and remained silent for a few seconds before asking, "Why do you ask that?"

Seeing Han Tian's reaction, Josh's previous conjecture that "the relationship between Han Tian and Lorraine should not be very good" became more solid.But even so, he replied seriously: "Because——I saw Lorraine! He looks so similar to you, and I almost thought it was you at first glance. However, after he finished drinking a cup of tea in the cafe , I discovered that he is not like you at all in essence!"

After listening to what Josh said, Han Tian asked back: "Lorraine?"

Josh nodded: "Well, Lorraine."

"Did he say anything else?" Although Han Tian's expression and tone didn't change, Josh always felt that his attitude was extremely solemn.

Josh thought for a while, and summed up the bloody story that Lorraine told him in a few words, and finally added a sentence carefully: "Lorraine said, when you were young, you liked him very much? You even gave him a little star give him?"

"Little Xingxing?" Han Tian frowned, "What little Xingxing?"

Josh pointed to his chest and said, "That's it. When he saw the little star I was wearing, he first asked me if I could take it off to show him, and then said, you once made a little star that was exactly the same. Stars for him?"

Han Tian frowned, but he didn't answer immediately.

However, Josh, who had said more than half of the words, simply finished speaking in one breath: "Then, he also showed me the star you gave him, it's really exactly the same as mine!"

Han Tian put his hands on the dining table, stared straight at Josh, and said in an unprecedented serious tone: "You just looked at the star, didn't you touch it?"

Josh shook his head quickly: "No."

Although he wanted me to take the stars and bring them to you, I refused him, hum.

However, Josh did not intend to tell Han Tian about rejecting the stars.

Han Tian's face softened a little, he tapped on the dining table a few times, and said, "You just said that Lorraine looks a lot like me?"

Josh showed a confused expression and said, "Huh? You don't remember what your brother looks like?"

There was a bit of helplessness in Han Tian's tone: "Maybe it's because of the age gap between me and Lorraine. Then... After so many years, I almost don't remember this person, let alone his Appearance."

Josh curled his lips: "But... Lorraine said, you liked him very much when you were young, and you always followed him. You also learned to make black tea specially for him. How can someone you like so much forget what he looks like? ?” He didn't realize how strong the grievance and dissatisfaction in his words were.

Han Tian sighed: "Josh, drinking black tea is a common hobby of our family, and I will not learn to make black tea for anyone else." He paused, then said: "So far, I only drink tea for you , specially went to learn how to cook."

Josh's face, which had been slightly red just now, was even more flushed now.His eyes fluttered, he muttered for a while, and finally said: "He said, the little star you gave him was made when he was sick, and you cried and said you would protect him. Star."

This time, even Josh himself realized that these words were really a bit sour.

Han Tian didn't sigh anymore, but stretched out his hand, gently put it on the back of Josh's hand, and said, "Josh, I have never given stars to anyone else except you."

Josh's hands and body trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Han Tian's hands.

Han Tian's palms are dry and warm, very comfortable to the touch... It makes one want to be wrapped in him just like that, not wanting to let go at all...

Huh?Speaking of it, it seems that when I first met him, when I was touched by him, it would feel like an electric current ran through my body. Why don't I feel this way now?

Besides... Do I want to be held by him all the time?Shouldn't it be better to take it back...Although it seems that I have held him more than once...Wait, why did I want to hold him back then?Ah, there must be a reason!

Perhaps it was because Josh was in a daze for too long, Han Tian spoke again, with a more serious tone: "Josh, there is no one else, only you."

Josh was shocked at this moment, realizing that Han Tian might still be explaining about the stars.

As if trying to hide his embarrassment, he smirked and withdrew his hands, pressed his hands on his raised hair, and said, "So, so, is Lorraine talking nonsense?"

Han Tian thought for a while and said, "Except for the matter of the stars, he wasn't talking nonsense, but he just said it in a way that would make people misunderstood."

"Huh?" Qiao hoped for Han Tian with a confused look on his face.

Han Tian didn't explain any more, instead he reached out to pick up an apple from the fruit basket beside him, held the knife in his right hand, cut it into 8 pieces neatly, chose another piece, and peeled the top apple into a warped V shape, Handed it to Josh: "Rabbit Apple, do you like it?"

Josh was a little puzzled, but he happily took the "rabbit" with prickly ears and nodded: "I like it."

"What did I give you just now?" Han Tian asked.

Josh looked at Han Tian suspiciously, and said, "Rabbit, ah, no, rabbit apples."

"Well, so, 'Han Tian peeled an apple, made it into the shape of a rabbit that Josh likes, and gave it to Josh' can be used to describe my behavior just now, right." Han Tian said, "Similarly, 'Han Tian took an apple The apple was cut into 8 pieces, but only one of them was given to Josh' can also be used to describe my behavior just now. If you think about it, these two statements state the same fact, but it sounds like , is it completely different?"

Josh thought about it again, and suddenly realized: "Oh! So you mean, what Lorraine said, he said that on purpose—uh, but why did he want to be misunderstood..."

Han Tian rested his elbows on the table, supported his chin with his hands, tilted his head, and said, "Yes, why did he intentionally misunderstand you, what do you think?"

Josh didn't dare to answer. He looked around, put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, and said, "Ah, it's almost 9 o'clock. Are you going to the hospital or school today?"

"..." Han Tian was silent for a moment, and said: "I have taken a long vacation, and I don't need to go anywhere."

Josh blinked, tried his best to hide the joy on his face, and said, "So you can stay at home all the time?"

"Yeah." Han Tian stood up and said, "Do you want to learn how to bake a cake? I can teach you."

"Huh?...Why did you suddenly want to teach me how to bake cakes?" Josh felt that he was a little overwhelmed by the continuous stream of information in the past two days.

"Don't you want to sell the cakes you made at Angel's Feather?" Han Tian asked with a smile, his expression returning to normal.

"Oh... I want to think about it... But, doesn't Angel's Feather always have a special supplier to deliver to the door every day? A mysterious supplier who has never shown up, but is very punctual." Josh asked curiously.

Han Tian's eyes flickered, and he said softly: "If one day... this supplier suddenly can no longer supply, the cafe will still sell cakes, right? So, are you willing to learn? I will teach you little by little."

Josh also stood up, looking expectant, and kept rubbing his paws: "Yes, yes! Then, should we go buy flour first? By the way, do we still need butter and sugar? Ah, wait for me to go to the phone Find out what raw materials you need!"

Looking at Josh who was rushing back to the bedroom to get his cell phone, Han Tian stood there with a vague smile on his lips.In that smile, apart from a little joy, there is more loneliness and sadness.

Just when Josh was dragging Han Tian and happily comparing various flours in the supermarket, Mi Gai stood again in the penthouse suite of the Four Seasons Hotel.

This time, Ivans was sitting on the big swivel chair in the study, flipping through the book solemnly.

Even when he saw Migai, he just raised his head and said lightly, "Here you are?"

Miguel walked to the desk, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, with an extremely serious expression: "Why is Han Tian's angelic power decreasing significantly? And he doesn't seem to know it yet?! Or, he already knew it. , but you want to deliberately hide it from the heavens?!"

Ivans turned another page of the book, and replied calmly, "Oh."

Miguel bit his lip, and said bitterly: "Did you know it a long time ago? Josh has no awakening talent, and he can still be so lively. Is it because he secretly absorbed Han Tian's angelic power! What is he? !"

Ivans finally closed the book, turned the swivel chair, and said with a smile: "Of course I knew it a long time ago. Didn't I give you the chance more than once, do I want to tell you?"

Miguel looked at the devil's "honest man" appearance, and knew very well in his heart that once this topic continued, the devil would definitely ask for a "deal" again.

This bastard, this devil, from the first day we met, from the moment he asked with a smile if he would like to receive information from him, he never intended to let me go...

Miguel's chest rose and fell sharply, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to white.

Finally, he took off his glasses and put them on the table.

He took a step forward, looked at Ivans from top to bottom, then pressed the other's shoulder, closed his eyes, and straddled him.

In the next second, the back of his head was directly buckled.

The breath of the devil enveloped him instantly.