Mu Xi stood in front of the sink, hurriedly turned on the faucet, adjusted it to the far right, and raised a handful of cold water to wash his face. He raised his head with a bead of water hanging on his face, and then saw himself in the mirror - a skin was already a little loose because of the indulgence of years of romance, and his old self was revealed at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

He wiped his face twice, then he unconsciously clenched his fists and pounded the marble countertop heavily.

That shouldn't be the case.

...It shouldn't be like this!

Something else suddenly appeared in the mirror. Another identical human figure slowly poked his head out of his body, and said stutteringly: "The man you like..."

"Shut up." Mu Xi cut off his words, and his eyes suddenly changed.

He pulled out a few pieces of paper and slowly wiped his palms.

"What are you?" he said contemptuously, "It's just a poor worm who can survive by relying on me. You are not even a human being - what qualifications are you to point fingers at me who has established such a big world?"

The black shadow trembled, then slowly retracted and disappeared again. It seemed that it was just a dazzle of human eyes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

......etc.

Mu Xi wiped his hands, but his movements slowed down a little bit and stared at the mirror.

It is not difficult to get everything back to its original state.

Just one person disappears.

He curled his lips very slowly towards himself in the mirror, showing a slightly sarcastic smile.

And what is he afraid of?

——What's scary about him?

Didn’t he already have a unique helper?

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"Did you feel it?" Kou Qiu asked on the way back.

The man nodded, his lips pursed tightly, and his face was not considered good-looking. His hand held the steering wheel and suddenly said, "Meng Jiao, call out Wang Qiang's phone and tell him."

Wang Qiang was the short and fat man in the Supervision Department. Kou Qiu nodded and immediately turned over to explain the situation.

"He is indeed a special group," said Teacher Zhuo lightly, "and next, he is likely to be ready to attack Meng Jiao immediately."

Wang Qiang said: "Are you sure?"

Zhuo Pu said: "I'm sure."

Wang Qiang was a little worried: "That Xiao Meng's safety..."

"It's okay," Zhuo Pu said, "I will never leave him these days."

The peacock that was pulled out was sitting in the back seat eating bubble gum. After hearing this, the big bubble was blown in his mouth and burst with a bang.

He turned his head and whispered the main station with Shadow: "I don't know if it's for safety or for himself..."

At this time, the old cadre Kou did not fully understand the meaning of inseparable steps.

Until they returned home, the man naturally carried his shoulders all the way upstairs, helping him unbutton the buttons of the jacket one by one. Zhuo Pu's hands were the hands of a typical artist, fair and beautiful, with clear joints but not thick. When they set off with the black jacket, they always had an inexplicable blushing smell.

Kou Qiu stood there, feeling a little uncomfortable all over.

It seems to be getting hot.

The place where the fingers passed by was still hot and hot, as if it could be directly burned to his flesh, leaving behind a few small dots that were burned red by the heat.

He looked away.

"Do you want to take a shower?" the man asked in a low voice.

Kou Qiu nodded, raised his sleeves, and smelled the smell of alcohol that was touched by himself. He didn't like drinking, and basically never touched it much. Now the smell stayed on his body, and he felt that the hot heart seemed to be foggy, and he couldn't wait to clean it up.

But when he opened the drawer, he suddenly realized that only two or three of his thin, slightly translucent underwear were left. The drawer was filled with dozens of brand new ones, and even the labels had not been removed.

The patterns are yellow ducks, pink pigs and golden suns...

Kou Qiu's eyes suddenly fell on the man.

Zhuo Pu was looked at by his eyes with such certainty, and subconsciously squeezed his hand behind him, but his face was still serious and serious, "It was delivered by the supermarket."

Kou Qiu picked up one and showed him the label on it: "One is more than 200 yuan, which is given by the supermarket?"

Teacher Zhuo coughed dryly and said, "As a painter, you should have the appearance that a painter should have. Neat clothes should also have an artistic atmosphere."

God's artistic atmosphere.

Kou Qiu only felt that he was about to suffocate.

[What are you holding in your hand?] The system said anxiously, [Why can't I see anything, only mosaics?]

It paused, and suddenly said with a long voice, meaningful: [It really opened up to play.]

Kou Qiu: [...No, not what you thought.]

The system that has become an old driver said: [It's okay, I understand.]

Anyway, it's just something that will be blocked by xxx, xx, and xx. He can't know much more.

Kou Qiu:【......】

What do you know?

You know it, but you're going to see the hell!

He had to explain things clearly to himself, and the system seemed to have lost fun after listening to it, and sighed sincerely.

【That's it?】

What else is it looking forward to?

【...】Old Cadre Kou said, [System classmate, I found that your thoughts have been very dirty recently. How long has it been since you entered the study time?]

The system remembers learning tasks that have not been carried out since coming to this world: [...]

Confident.

Teacher Zhuo's inseparable steps is equivalent to having to be together no matter what he does. Therefore, when Kou Qiu took a bath in the bathroom, he could still see the shadow of a man waiting outside the matte door.

Kou Qiu came out and was a little amused.

"Would it be too exaggerated?" he asked.

The man said, "No."

Where is this? It's still far from it.

The flower peacock sat on the sofa watching TV, and said lightly from a distance: "You wait, maybe there are even more exaggerated things tonight."

Sure enough, in the evening, Teacher Zhuo followed him into the room.

Kou Qiu: "...I want to sleep."

The man took off his upper body's clothes, and the exposed muscles were smooth, but they did not seem exaggerated. He lifted up a corner of the quilt, lay in himself, and whispered: "Together."

Just as Kou Qiu was about to say something, he heard the man carry these four words out as a command arrow: "I will never leave you."

Old Cadre Kou: "..."

You are convinced.

The quilt wrapped the two of them in one place, but the light at the head of the bed was slightly lit. The man put his hands on his back and patted him softly, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

His side face under the light was straight and neat, and every curve was familiar. Kou Qiu's eyes were faintly red, and he suddenly remembered his previous life.

He shrank into the man's arms and acted coquettishly: "I want to listen to the lullaby."

Teacher Zhuo was stunned for a moment, obviously hesitating and slowly said: "Lulado?"

He seemed a little embarrassed, but when he saw the young man's expectant eyes, his mouth opened, and he still nodded.

The phone automatically called out the lyrics. The man cleared his throat and started humming.

"Baby be good, baby be good, baby sleep obediently..."

"Baby good..."

The singing circulated for a long time, and the system stared at the ceiling with wide eyes in despair, saying: [I can't sleep.]

His host said: [Me too.]

After a while, the system said again: [That peacock must sing well.]

His host said: [I guess too...]

This is not the lullaby he imagined!

The next morning, Kou Qiu asked whether the flower peacock could sing. As a result, the flower peacock stood on the dining table excitedly and sang a song "My Sun" for everyone in bel canto. The melody is so beautiful and the sound is so thick that the world-famous tenor singer can be watched sideways, and the lingering sound lingers around for three days.

Kou Qiu's shadow saw the problem at a glance and asked: "Did you let his lead singer?"

Old Cadre Kou nodded with difficulty.

Shadow patted his shoulder with sympathy and said, "How serious are you running away?"

Kou Qiu said: "If I hadn't asked him to sing a lullaby, I would have almost thought that what he sang was the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau..."
To be continued...