If Zheng Qing knew what Lin Guo said, he would definitely reject his speculation with tears in his eyes.
He had done nothing wrong, so why did he feel guilty? Moreover, even if he took ten thousand steps back, even if he felt guilty in his heart, why would he run away and retreat in advance?
It makes no sense at all.
In fact, young public-funded students are 'abducted'.
A minute ago, he, along with the other hunters in the hunting team, watched with interest as the hunter of a certain unlucky hunting team in the distance was tortured by the violent poison-horned beast.
In the blink of an eye, he felt his navel being jerked backwards, and then his feet left the ground, spinning around for a while. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in a spacious and very familiar living room.
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"Tea or coffee?" Su Ya held a large tea tray and stood beside him, asking seriously.
"Tea?" Zheng Qing hadn't recovered from the spatial movement just now. He felt a little dizzy and couldn't help shaking his head vigorously.
"Scented tea, green tea, or black tea? Do you want to add milk or sugar?" Su Ya continued to ask.
Zheng Qing finally felt that his soul slowly fell back into his body, and his mind became much clearer.
"Why am I here?" He lowered his head and looked at the little fox girl, his eyebrows raised high. But this doubt disappeared without a trace after only a few seconds.
This is Qingqiu Mansion, Miss Su's villa on Phuket Island.
Miss Su just threw a bunch of spells on the heads of a large group of magical creatures and glanced at him.
It's obvious why he's here.
The question is, why did she drag him here? And in such an abrupt way? !
These doubts naturally required asking Su Shijun, who dragged him back to the mansion, provided that the beautiful Su was willing to answer his questions.
Thinking of this, the young public-funded student immediately took a few deep breaths, forced a smile on his face, looked at the little maid Su Ya, and asked another question: "Why are you here?"
This question made the little fox girl's eyes widen.
"This is Qingqiu Mansion, where would I be if I weren't here?" Because there was no one else in the room, her tone was very relaxed, and she dared to whisper to Zheng Qing: "Besides, I am in charge of this living room now! ... I am alone! Understand? One person is responsible for everything in this big room!"
As she spoke, she tried her best to straighten her chest and even vaguely stood on her tiptoes.
Zheng Qing immediately bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed his doubts. He almost asked Su Man if the head maid was under a confusion spell. Otherwise, who would leave a living room to this little girl to take care of? ?
"It's good to be alone, it's good to be alone." The young public-funded student praised vaguely. After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't think of other words of praise, so he had to change the topic: "Where is Senior Sister Su? She brought me here, right? , does she have anything to do with me? Do you need me to wait for her here? "
Su Ya impatiently raised her little fist and hammered the big tea tray in her arms.
Boom boom.
"Senior, is that what you call me? Senator Su!" She first criticized the wizard for calling him a wrong name, and then repeated the question from a few minutes ago: "I just asked you what kind of tea you want, answer me first! ... Miss. You stay here for a while, and she will come back to you after taking care of the trouble outside."
Zheng Qing did not continue to ask what trouble Su Shijun was dealing with.
Seeing Su Ya's dissatisfied expression, he thought it would be better to follow her lead and answer. If she added something to the tea she served him, he would still be the unlucky one.
"Old rule, green tea." Zheng Qing finally chose the tea that he drank the most at Qingqiu Mansion on weekdays, and then added: "If not, plain water will be fine."
"Hey, who are you following the old rules?" Su Ya rolled her eyes and muttered, but did not reject Zheng Qing's request. Instead, she hugged the big tea tray and trotted towards the tea room in a well-behaved manner. .
After calming down, Zheng Qing looked around.
The living room was very quiet, no one was waiting around. The mahogany tables and chairs were just like the other furniture in Zheng Qing's impression of the mansion. They were polished and polished, making it hard to believe that this was the house that Su Ya was in charge of.
There were all kinds of fruit snacks on the table, but the young public-funded student didn't have the slightest appetite. He just glanced at them and then turned his eyes to the window.
Outside the window, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the warm breeze is blowing. They are in sharp contrast with the cold wind in late winter and the dry world outside the mansion. People can't help but think of Du Gongbu's poem "The wine and meat of the Zhumen are smelly, and the road is frozen to death." .
It is true that the wine and meat in Qingqiu Mansion did not stink, and Zheng Qing did not see the bones of people who died of cold and starvation in Beta Town, but this did not alleviate his strong discomfort. A few minutes ago, he was still roaring with beasts and flying with magic. battlefield, bathed in blood and fire; and now, he appeared in one of the safest rooms in Beta Town, enjoying a warm and comfortable afternoon tea.
The young government-funded student scratched the back of his hand. He felt that he didn't belong in this room.
Su Ya quickly returned to the living room with the tea tray.
"Mingqian Longjing is brewed with floral dew from the mansion garden." The little fox girl placed the tea cup in front of the boy and looked at him eagerly.
This made Zheng Qing a little confused.
Unable to bear being stared at, he finally chose to pick up the teacup and take a sip.
Then his eyes lit up. The tea was clear, the taste was sweet and delicious, and the entrance was soft and fragrant. Just a small sip gave him the illusion that his whole body had been washed.
"Okay, very good." He praised sincerely: "The tea you made today is better than what I usually drink!"
This compliment made the little fox girl smile and narrow her eyes.
"It's natural," she said with her hands on her hips, triumphantly: "In order to make such a small cup of tea, I used almost a pound of Mingqian tea and ten pounds of flower dew for hand practice! Doesn't it taste good?"
"Cough cough cough cough," Zheng Qing held a sip of tea in his mouth and coughed violently, choking him to the point of falling to the sky. This was not his first visit to the Qingqiu Mansion. Although he didn't care much about the affairs of the Mansion, he knew a lot of details.
For example, the last time he came to the mansion, Su Man, the head maid, complained to him that the mansion's Mingqian Longjing tea had been used up a bit too quickly recently, with a little more than a kilogram left, and this year's new tea has not been released yet, so he should use it sparingly.
Thinking of this, the young public-funded student held back his cough and asked cautiously: "Su Ya, does Sister Su Man know that you are wasting tea and flower dew so much?"
"Of course I don't know!" Su Ya looked at him confidently: "But I have taken care of everything!"
Listen to the wording!
Still 'hand tail'? !
Zheng Qing had a vague feeling of ominous premonition.
"Ahem, how do you deal with this kind of thing?" He asked casually.
"It's very simple." Su Ya looked at him as if looking at a fool: "I just said you drank it... I practiced it so many times, and I brewed it for you the first time."
The logic is perfect, nothing wrong!
Zheng Qing's face turned green after hearing this.
