The quiet fragrance accompanied the figure of the witch poured into the living room together.
There was a hint of surprise in everyone's eyes, only Mr. Andrew, while his face turned pale, obviously remembering the words he had arranged the great wizard before.
Unlike others, Zheng Qing was amazed and was full of thought about what tricks the young lady was doing. He clearly remembered that Su Shijun only returned to the mansion this morning, and there was no such state of just getting up.
Could it be that she wanted to hide her unin-command in front of the Sancha Sword?
Or is her disappearance in the past few days, and the hidden trends at higher levels such as schools and the moonlight councils need to avoid the supervision of the alliance to some extent?
Zheng Qing withdrew his gaze, held up the teacup, and his brain rotated rapidly, trying hard to figure out various possibilities.
At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind blew over, and then a warm and cold feeling was touched on his face, which interrupted his brain that was spinning at high speed.
A sound that was not loud came to my ears.
Mua!
While everyone was stunned, the beautiful Su leaned over to Zheng Qing's cheek and gave him a fragrant kiss. Zheng Qing clearly heard four sounds of swallowing saliva in the room - including himself.
"Good morning darling."
A gentle whisper came from his ears, but to Zheng Qing sounded, it looked more like a devil's whisper: "Why don't you call me when you get up... Are these guests of you?"
The young public-funded student coughed violently and almost choked to death by his own spit.
What to get up!
What bed to get up!
Where did he go to get her up?
Or, what does it have to do with her when he wakes up!!!
These thoughts were like trains passing by, rushing around in his mind, making Zheng Qing feel that the whole world was in a ridiculous shaking. He trembled and put down the teacup in his hand, making him suspect that he would knock the cup to the ground in the next second.
"Good morning, Councillor Su."
Wizard Miley came back to his senses first, stood up, bowed his head, and greeted the great wizard of the alliance: "I don't know that your time is inconvenient now, and you are rude to come to visit us in a hurry..."
"Yes, we thought you were not in the mansion..." Andrew followed closely and apologized, but halfway through, he interrupted himself, and a hint of panic appeared on his face.
Su Shijun glanced at them with a smile.
"... Today I took the liberty to come to my house, and I had some trivial official duties that needed to communicate with my classmate Zheng Qing... Mr. Miley raised his voice a little, as if he wanted to make up for his companions' mistakes, but the more they did, the more they seemed to lack confidence.
Su Shijun ignored them, but supported her upper body with her elbows, leaned forward, leaning on the back of the sofa where Zheng Qing was. Her long black hair fell down casually, rubbing against Zheng Qing's cheeks and ears, making him feel itchy.
Zheng Qing didn't dare to move, as if he was hit by a petrified spell, with a smile that was even worse than crying. However, to outsiders, this was probably a joyful and stupid look.
The three guests bowed their heads and bowed for nearly a minute before the witch's voice rang again in the quiet living room.
"I've said something,"
Her tone was as lazy as before, making people unable to hear the joy and anger: "Dongdong's morning class is about to be finished, and we still have to do parent-child games with her."
The conscience of heaven and earth!
Zheng Qing never knew that there was a word "parent-child game" on the class schedule. He had been here for almost two years in Buji Island. This must be the first time he heard this word!
The black-robed wizards opposite the coffee table naturally couldn't hear the crazy complaints from the young public student.
The wizard Miley stood up carefully and sat back on the sofa, lowered his eyelids, looked at his nose, and looked at his heart. His voice was hesitant: "This matter..."
He seemed a little hesitant.
It seems uncertain whether the previous topic should be continued in front of Su Shijun.
"What, is there anything else in the Three Fork Sword that I can't know?"
The owner of Qingqiu Mansion put away his lazy face, expressionless, with a hint of mockery in his tone, and a bit of unconcealed toughness: "Yu Nei, I am Dong Dong's mother, he is Dong Dong's father, and his business is mine; Yu Outside, I am a member of the Alliance Great Wizards Conference and have the power of supervision for all the organizations under the Alliance... Why, Sancha Sword has now been independent from the Alliance? Or do you want me to submit a formal supervision application to Sancha Sword?"
Hearing the last sentence, the three black-robed wizards couldn't help but look at each other, with a hint of helpless expression on their faces.
Only Zheng Qing, whose ears were echoing the strange and awkward title of "Dongdong Mom" and "Dongdong Dad" - especially in front of outsiders - made him finally free from the long "petification curse", and his face felt a long-lost fever.
He subconsciously picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip of the tea, trying to reduce the fire.
But after watching several guests, the scene in front of him was a very standard "woman singing and husband following". Zheng Qing followed Su Shijun and expressed a clear attitude - if she was not allowed to participate in the conversation, she would serve tea and see off the guests.
Wizard Miley immediately changed his original plan.
Of course, perhaps in order to show that he did not compromise unconditionally, he still insisted on supporting a hidden barrier.
Bang.
Su Shijun snapped his fingers and met his small request.
The light green halo spread around, covering the entire living room. The magic power from the great wizard was obviously more powerful than the three-pointed swords, so that the garden close to the window became somewhat blurred and deformed.
"Ganning ran away."
When the wizard Miley said these four words, Zheng Qing was still immersed in the previous kiss and the echo of "Da Dad Dong", his mind was full of charming and absurdity. He had only a little instinctive reaction to the words of the wizard in black robe.
Gan Ning?
Isn’t that his magic biology teacher? What does it have to do with him when he ran away? Is every student who has taken his course within the scope of investigation?
But the next words of the Wizard Miley made the boy completely come to his senses.
"Gan Ning is a crow." The black-robed wizard's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on his face, completely sweeping away the charm in Zheng Qing's mind, leaving only absurdity.
Zheng Qing blinked and looked at the black robe with a serious expression opposite the coffee table. He chewed these two short but huge words, trying to piece together the meaning of these two sentences and their relationship with him in his mind.
The Wizard Miley didn't give him more time to react, and quickly explained the causes and consequences of the matter:
"...In fact, on the evening of February 7, the celebration dinner where the black wizard Watley was killed, the great wizards present immediately locked the lecturer Gan Ning as the biggest suspect... Although he used very superb confusion spells and deceiving magic, for the school, his small movements were as conspicuous as the ink dots on the white robe..."