Hearing the conversation behind him, Wen lightly paused, realizing that what Ozzy said just now was not in Chinese, so Uncle Marshmallow couldn't understand.
When in the human world and in the instance, no matter what language they speak, it will not affect communication.
But I'm obviously back...
Why can he still understand what Oz is saying
Wen slightly frowned and looked up at Oz.
The marshmallow is white, soft and fluffy, much bigger than Ozzy's face, Wen Qing can only see the marshmallow, but not Ozzy's face.
He took a step to the side before he saw Ozzy's expression.
Ozzy lowered his eyes and stared at the cotton candy in his hand. He frowned slightly, and slowly took the cotton candy closer and then slowly away. It seemed that he didn't like eating cotton candy very much.
Sensing Wen Qing's gaze, Ozzy raised his eyelids and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Wen Qing looked at his mouth shape when he spoke, it was indeed not Chinese.
"No, you eat by yourself."
Ozzy pursed his lips: "It's too sweet."
Wen lightly groaned, and said to him, "This is sugar."
Oz looked down at the marshmallow in his hand, took a bite hesitantly, the sweet taste of candy filled his mouth, and his brows frowned even tighter.
Wen Qing glanced at Ji Junfeng and Bai Tong at the side, Ji Junfeng licked and took a bite from time to time, eating happily.
Bai Tong unhurriedly bit the marshmallow, with a normal expression.
Only Ozzy's face became more and more stinky.
Ozzy also noticed the appearance of Ji Junfeng and Bai Tong, and said lightly, "You can really pretend."
Wen Qing said slowly: "If you don't like to eat it, just throw it away."
"I like it." Bai Tong said.
He bit the candy slowly, although it was a little greasy, but not so hard to swallow.
"You bought it."
Wen Qing took the initiative to buy it for him.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips tightly.
Ozzy sneered, stared at the huge marshmallow for two seconds, then went straight to it, rolled the marshmallow into a ball, and stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp.
With a mouthful of sugar, he grimaced and threw the stick into the trash can.
The aunt passing by caught a glimpse of his stinky face, and her pace quickened a lot.
Ozzy turned to Wen Qing and said, "I'm done eating."
Wen lightly groaned.
Oz glanced at Bai Tong and Ji Junfeng, with a little pride on his face: "I was the first one to finish eating."
Wen Qing: "..."
Seeing that Wen Qing didn't respond, Ozzy said again: "I want to drink water."
Wen Qing took out her mobile phone in silence, and when she saw the young clerk in the convenience store, she paused and put the phone back.
He took out five yuan in cash from his pocket and handed it to Ozzy: "Go and buy it yourself."
Ozzy took the cash, walked into the convenience store, took a bottle of mineral water, and walked directly to the cash register.
The clerk looked at his appearance, was slightly taken aback, and raised his hand to make a two-pointed gesture: "two."
Oz handed him the cash and asked, "Can I borrow the sink?"
The clerk didn't understand, so he took out three yuan change and said dryly, "give you three."
Oz put away the cash, went straight to the sink behind the counter, and turned on the tap to wash his hands.
Only then did the clerk realize what he was asking just now, and before Ozzy could speak, he said, "You are welcome."
Wen Qing stood at the door of the convenience store, watched Ozzy drink half a bottle of mineral water in one go, and asked, "Do you speak English?"
"Native language is," Oz paused, and turned his head to look at him. "Did I speak English just now?"
"I don't know," Wen shook his head lightly, "I can't hear it."
"Don't you know it yourself?"
Oz said calmly: "English is my mother tongue, but I am proficient in six major languages, and my brain will automatically switch languages."
He didn't realize the language problem just now.
What Wen Qing cares about is not how many languages Oz knows.
He cut to the chase and asked, "Why do you keep speaking Chinese from what I hear?"
"Didn't I come back already?"
Oz lowered his eyes, looked into his puzzled eyes, and said slowly: "Because you are gentle."
Wen Qing was even more confused: "What do you mean?"
Ozzy pursed his lips and said softly, "Just take it as I want you to understand."
Wen Qing has captured the key information, so what
Ozzy is just a player, and there is no props now, so there is no way for him to understand his words.
Those who can do this, except the main system, should be tortured.
But Ozzy doesn't seem to have anything to do with Yu Xing...
Suddenly, Bai Tong asked, "How far is it from Nancheng University?"
Wen Qing came back to her senses and looked at the surrounding environment: "It takes about twenty minutes to walk."
"Are you really going?"
The three nodded together.
Wen Qing had no choice but to take them to school.
Because it was walking, Wen Qing took a shortcut and walked through the leisure park in the university city.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, which was close to the school's access control time, and there were not many students in the park.
Seeing that they were about to walk out of the park, suddenly two girls walked up to them.
"classmate… "
Wen lightly paused.
One of the short-haired girls had flushed cheeks, stared at Ozzy, and said slowly in English, "Student, can you add a WeChat?"
Ozzy said, "I can speak Chinese."
After speaking, he glanced at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing: "..."
Listening to Oz's correct Chinese, the short-haired girl's cheeks turned even redder: "Okay."
She asked again in Chinese: "Can I add a WeChat?"
Oz said coldly, "I don't have WeChat."
The short-haired girl's expression remained unchanged, she seemed to be prepared for this, and continued to ask: "Then can I add a mobile phone number?"
Ozzy spat out two words: "No."
"Even if there is, I won't give it to you."
The short-haired girl froze.
Oz said coldly, "I have a boyfriend."
Wen Qing: "..."
He silently took a step back, praying for the short-haired girl to leave quickly.
The short-haired girl didn't give up, and asked again: "Really?"
"Do you only like men? Or both?"
Oz frowned: "Is it related to you?"
After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Wen Qing who was retreating, and said to the girl with short hair, "I only like him."
The short-haired girl looked at Wen Qing's exquisite and beautiful face, and smiled: "Yes, I'm sorry."
"It's good to know," Ozzy said flatly, without saving her face at all.
Seeing another girl with long curly hair staring at Bai Tong, Oz frowned: "Don't look."
"We're both his boyfriends."
Girl with short hair: "???"
Wen Qing: "..."
The short-haired girl dragged her friend away in a daze.
Watching them leave, Wen gently pushed Ozzy's arm away, and said expressionlessly, "Stop talking nonsense."
Oz: "I don't."
Wen Qing: "...you are not my boyfriend."
Ozzy nodded and said casually, "It will be later."
Wen Qing: "..."
He glanced at the time and couldn't help but ask, "Don't you only have ten hours left?"
Oz responded, "So what?"
Wen Qing was puzzled: "Then what's next?"
Oz closed his eyes half-closed, without explanation.
Wen Qing faintly sensed something was wrong, and wanted to ask further.
In the next second, his sleeve was pulled.
Wen Qing tilted her head, and saw Ji Junfeng raised his hand, and his long, white fingers were stained with some bright sugar stains.
"I want to wash my hands and my face."
"Is there a place to wash your hands?" Ji Junfeng pointed to the koi pond in the park.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment: "No, I'll take you to the bathroom."
Restrooms are near the entrance and exit of the leisure park, right in front.
The bathroom is clean and tidy, with aromatherapy, and the smell is not unpleasant.
Wen Qing took Ji Junfeng to the washstand, and took the half marshmallow left in his hand.
He glanced around and saw that the doors of the compartments inside were all open and there was no one there, so he explained to Ji Junfeng: "This is an induction faucet."
"Water will come out automatically when you put your hand over it."
Ji Junfeng tried to reach out, and as soon as he got close to the faucet, the water came out automatically.
His eyes lit up, he moved his hand away, and the water soon stopped.
Looking at his expression, Wen Qing somehow had the illusion that she was raising a baby.
He sighed inwardly, and looked down at the cotton candy.
The marshmallows had already melted, and the sugar water slid down the small wooden stick. Wen Qing only held it for a while, and her fingertips became sticky.
He asked, "Do you still want to eat the marshmallow?"
Ji Junfeng tilted his head, looked at the sugar stains on his fingertips, nodded and said, "Yes."
Wen Qing responded, and was about to take the paper for Ji Junfeng, when the next second, his fingertips became warmer.
Ji Junfeng grabbed his hand, carefully licking the sugar that melted to his fingertips.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
Ji Junfeng licked his lips: "You asked me if I want to eat."
Wen Qing: "I'm asking if you want candy!"
Ji Junfeng looked at his wet fingertips, which were shining brightly under the dim light.
He licked it out by himself.
Ji Junfeng's throat moved slightly, and he said slowly, "You also have candy in your hand."
"I want to eat what's in your hand."
Wen Qing returned the marshmallow to him, and washed his hands sideways.
Ji Junfeng looked at his tightly pursed lips, and said in a low voice, "You haven't tasted cotton candy yet."
Wen Qing quickly washed and wiped her hands, and said to him: "I don't like to eat."
When the voice fell, he was pressed against the wall, and there was a sweet breath on his lips.
Ji Junfeng stabilized his lips, eagerly pried open his teeth, and licked the inner wall of Wen Qing's mouth with the tip of his tongue.
His tongue had the sweet taste of cotton candy, Wen Qing was stunned for a second, and then two vines suddenly wrapped around his wrist tightly, making him unable to move.
Ji Junfeng sucked the tip of his tongue, touching the base of his tongue from time to time, grabbing all his breath.
The vines on the wrist matched the rhythm of Ji Junfeng's kiss, scratching the soft flesh on the inside of his wrist, and the indescribable itchiness seemed to seep into his body.
Wen Qing was so kissed that she couldn't breathe, and couldn't help making a low hum.
Ji Junfeng sucked his lips, licking every bit of water and sweetness in his mouth.
Soon, footsteps sounded.
Wen Qing looked over in a daze, only to see Bai Tong walking in.
He stood at the door and watched for two seconds, then strode forward.
Hearing the movement behind him, Ji Junfeng's kiss paused, he reluctantly licked Wen Qing's lips, turned his head to look at Bai Tong, and asked, "Do you want to kiss too?"
Bai Tong's gaze inevitably fell on Wen Qing's face, his lips were red and swollen, the tip of his nose was slightly pink, and he looked at him with wet eyes, as if he was asking for a kiss.
But he knew that Wen Qing didn't have this will.
Bai Tong suppressed the desire in his heart, untied the vines trapped on Wen Qing's wrist, slowly raised his hand, and wiped off the water stains on Wen Qing's lips.
Wen Qing gradually came back to his senses, he looked at Ji Junfeng, and then at Bai Tong who was so calm and sad.
After a while, he asked slowly, "What are you guys hiding from me?"