In a convenience store, Nanayo Hanabi sat on a chair with her face propped on her hands, watching the young black-haired man opposite him break open a pair of chopsticks.

Takoyaki, this was bought by Qiye with the last little money on her body, and she can only afford this.

"It's too shabby as a thank you gift." The young man said at first, but after Qiye said "then don't eat it", he immediately brought it in front of him.

This man didn't even blow the takoyaki, as if someone was robbing him, he swallowed it whole, Qiye couldn't help watching: "It's so hot, blow it before eating."

"I don't want to be told by crying." The man smiled, as if remembering how he was frightened and cried when Qiye came back to his senses just now.

It was all a sneer of contempt.

"...don't laugh..." Qiye felt her cheeks burning hot, and raised her hand to cover her face.

What is going on, originally wanted to stay far away, but now they are sitting on the same table, if this continues, they will finally lie together... No, no, no, I can't think about it.

Taking a deep breath, she heard the man say, "Is this the first time you have encountered a curse spirit?"

"It's the first time." Qiye put down her hand, staring at the table unconsciously: "Or isn't it..."

The man raised his eyebrows and ate the last takoyaki: "The outbreaks come in bursts, and maybe they will happen again soon."

"..." Qiye suddenly looked up at him.

Really, don't do it, if you still come, she...

"What's your name?" The man raised his hand and threw the trash into the bucket without looking back: "I'm Chanyuan Shier.

"...Seven Nights of Fireworks." She replied.

Also surnamed Chan Yuan ah.

"Miss Qiye, you are single." The young man put his hands on the table and leaned back slightly against the wall.

The sudden question had nothing to do with the last sentence, it was like walking on the road and seeing something falling from high altitude, but because the speed was too fast, even the thought of vigilance didn't have time to appear.

"Huh?" Qiye blinked.

By the way, is there something in the comics, similar to the words that this person is a little boy...

"...That's it?" Looking at the room in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed across Shi'er's face.

She looked like a young lady, so he opened his mouth, which was considered a mistake.

You are the one who wants to follow, Qiye swears.

The information we know so far is that although Qiye Huahuo lives in a rental house, there is still a house that is being rented out. The price difference between the two has become her savings, and she is quite good at living.

But it seems that the makeshift housing does have a huge impact on the outside. She woke up in this house that day and thought she had been kidnapped.

"Don't show such obvious eyes even if you dislike him, I will be angry." She said and walked inside.

He paused for a moment, and took a step forward. In fact, it was only a blink of an eye to find other people immediately, so even he himself didn't know why.

Even if he was on a mission now, he wouldn't live in this kind of garbage house. It may have been a long time ago to live in this kind of place.

Not only that, but it was said that the key could not be retrieved for the time being, and he was asked to find a way to enter the landlord's room to get it.

Am I being called?

As soon as Shi Er had this idea, he saw the woman looking up at him with an expression of "I believe you can", and he felt less upset all of a sudden.

She could no longer see the arsenal wrapped around him, he was just an ordinary person.

Qiye tried the keys in the box one by one, and quickly opened the door.Pressing the switch by the door, she took off her shoes, turned around and said, "Please."

The woman brought out the flip flops, which are quite suitable. Judging by the dryness, it is estimated that no one has worn them for a long time. Have there been men before?Nothing to do with him.

"Wash your hands first before entering." She turned on the faucet.

He paused for a moment, walked over, and stretched out his hand to let the water flow through his fingers.

The room was clean, carpeted, and the furniture consisted of a bed, bedside table, table, wardrobe, and full-length mirror.The vase on the low table is filled with flowers that have not faded, and the soft leaves are hanging down, very quiet.

Qiye opened the cabinet, took out a quilt and put it on the floor, and found the pillow again.When she turned her head, she saw that the man had already turned on the stove, curled up one knee, put his hands on his legs, and leaned against her bed.

"You haven't taken a shower yet..." She didn't have a tactful way of expressing it.

"Ah?" Shi'er tilted his head and smiled: "I saved you from a first-level curse spirit just now, let me sleep on the bed."

Seven nights:"???"

This is too cheeky, she didn't even charge him the accommodation fee, although her life is really not comparable to the accommodation fee, but she will never give up the bed.

Qiye took out a large-size shirt and threw it over, hugging the change of clothes: "I'm going to sleep when I come out, you... know how to spread the quilt?"

Shi Er raised his hand to take it, his face was full of "Do you think I'm an idiot?" expression, which made Qiye want to laugh.

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The author has something to say:

Gu Jian said that conjurers usually live alone, so their ability to survive is quite strong, and parents should be okay too, right?

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