At this moment, the psychology teacher saw the huge cocoon in the body of the girl in front of him with satisfaction. The mature adults inside stirred slightly, propping up the surface of the cocoon, revealing the soft and tough skeleton of the wings from inside.
It sucked the flesh and blood of this young and tender body, making a slow chewing sound, like a silkworm devouring a leaf.
Song Hong's voice trembled slightly. He tugged the sleeve of the little girl beside him, and called her in a low voice: "Axue?"
no respond.
This kind of tranquility made Song Hong's heart drop again, and he actually felt a little regretful. Ashe has always been a very reliable partner, he didn't even think about the situation under which the other party would lose control.
She is more like the kind of person who can think calmly even when a knife is stabbed into the flesh.
But this dungeon seems to have firmly grasped her weakness, which makes Song Hong feel bad. His nerves were tense, and he took a sudden step forward to block the little girl behind him, vigilantly guarding against the NPC in front of him, preventing him from saying any more exciting words.
But the young psych teacher just smiled, with an exasperating magnanimity in that smile. He didn't look at the two of them again, he only turned his attention to Kou Dong.
"Your complexion is not good either," he said in a heart-warming low voice, caressing the delicate skin under the eyes of the person in front of him unhurriedly, "Go back with the teacher, I'll get you some medicine, huh?"
Kou Dong only thought for a second, and then decisively chose to agree.
"OK."
At this moment, the man in front of him froze. He stared at the person in front of him, seemingly incredulous.
"Okay," Kou Dong said again, raising his eyes and looking at him. Compared with the man's eyes that suddenly brightened because of unexpected joy at this time, his pupils were dark, cold and calm, "I also want to ask Teacher Si for advice."
Song Hong: "...???"
No, he didn't understand—this NPC seemed to have malicious intentions, why did Kou Dong really want to go back and ask for advice
Isn't this the little sheep delivering it to the wolf's mouth? !
He was a little anxious, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only wink at Kou Dong. Kou Dong didn't seem to notice it at all, and said calmly, "I just don't know if it's convenient for Teacher Si."
The psychology teacher looked overly happy, undisguisedly exuding excitement from every invisible pore on that face.
"Why is it inconvenient," he said, "You are welcome anytime."
He stepped back restrainedly, stretched out an arm in a gentlemanly manner, and led him to his office.
Kou Dong didn't move.
This time, the man's eyes froze when he looked over, and his voice was slightly cold.
"Why, do you regret it?"
Kou Dong shook his head.
"No," he said slowly, throwing out a Jinglei lightly, "It's just that it's not convenient in the office. If Teacher Si is willing...can I go to your dormitory?"
Everyone present: "...??!!!"
What kind of sudden coquettish operation is this - it's fine to be alone with the NPC, but he even asks to go to his dormitory!
Do you think you didn't die fast enough!
This time, it really stunned everyone else. When he turned his head to look at the NPC again, the NPC was relieved from this sentence, his eyes suddenly became deep, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was almost unreadable—according to Song Hong's eyes, that smile was a bit like him It's like a million-dollar prize, and it can't be covered even if it is covered.
Just like the big bad wolf watching the little fat sheep jump into its lair, no matter how you look at it, there is a hint of malice.
Song Hong's heart was almost trembling, if Kou Dong stood in front of him, he could use his hands to call on the opponent's head to see if the opponent was deceived by lard. He swallowed, and made amends for his teammates: "That's not what he meant..."
The teammate who didn't know how to live or die said: "No, that's what I mean."
Song Hong: "..."
Song Hong really wants to shout loudly, brother, you can't keep wandering on the edge of death!
If you come here like this again, the gods will not be able to save you—why didn’t you come all the way to find it!
He wanted to say a million things in his heart, but he couldn't say it because of the presence of the NPC, so he could only watch Kou Dong follow the young psychology teacher's ass and walk away. Perhaps in order to prevent him from changing his mind and running away halfway, the psychology teacher turned sideways from time to time, turned his head to look at him, and finally slowed down and walked side by side with others.
When Kou Dong passed by Song Hong, he whispered to him, "Don't worry."
Song Hong's face was a little paralyzed, and he stared at him.
Don't worry, brother, it's easy for you to say.
He could somewhat understand Kou Dong's thoughts. The three of them walked around the teaching building, but they didn't gain much. I'm afraid the important node of the dungeon is not here. In this way, the residence of the important NPC of the psychology teacher has become a mysterious map, which needs to be explored and explored.
But before that, all he wanted was to secretly get the key to the NPC and sneak in while the psychology teacher was in class. In fact, he felt that any normal person would think so.
...Where is there anyone like Kou Dong who just opens his mouth and asks the NPC to take him in!
The key is that the NPC also agreed
Didn't he say, big brother—is your NPC so easy to talk to, open a new map as soon as you say it!
He watched Kou Dong go farther and farther, feeling exhausted in his heart.
Since one teammate entered this dungeon, he looked like he was going to kill someone with a knife; the other one was even better, and simply went to the enemy's lair with a show operation. What kind of luck is he? Since he came here, his teammates have become more worry-free than each other
The NPC's dormitory is cleaner and tidy than expected. There are no extra colors in the furniture, mostly black, white and gray, with a cold taste from top to bottom.
"Tea or milk?"
When Kou Dong looked around the room, he heard the man's question. He came back to his senses and replied, "Tea."
The psychology teacher turned his back to him, and opened the refrigerator, which was a bit weird for a single dormitory. Kou Dong's line of sight was blocked by the back of the man, and he could only vaguely glimpse some colorful things stored inside the head, but it was only a flash, and he couldn't see it clearly—immediately, the man took out a can from the upper shelf of the refrigerator The milk was put into the microwave in a leisurely manner.
"Drink milk," he said lightly, "this way you can grow taller."
Kou Dong: "..."
He has a sentence mmp, and he is going to say it now.
"I'm not short!"
It's just—it's just that this dungeon has compressed his height. He's 178 in the real world, okay
The long and narrow eyes of the psychology teacher narrowed slightly, as if a little smile leaked out of them. He crossed his legs on the chair and motioned for Kou Dong, "Sit."
In fact, such a single dormitory does not have much furniture. It's just an ordinary one-bedroom, one-bathroom, with only a bed, a table, and a chair.
Now that the man is sitting on the chair, Kou Dong can only sit on the bed.
But perhaps because of the man's inexplicable gaze, Kou Dong was also insensitive to that bed. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that as long as he got a little bit on the sheet, he might never get off it again.
But he can't just stand there all the time, can he
Kou Dong scanned, then simply tiptoed, pushed the book on the table, and sat down on the table in an unrefined manner.
The psychology teacher's smile seemed to freeze.
In fact, Kou Dong thought he would not be too happy. After all, this NPC usually wears glasses and is polite. The creases of his trousers are straight and straight and can be used as a ruler. There is no speck of dust on the ground. He looks like a clean freak. Virgo.
Hey - so what to do, he just likes to do things that make NPCs unhappy.
Kou Dong sat a little more casually, hanging his two legs from the table, and pressed his slightly sweaty hands on the table. Unsurprisingly, he found that the corners of the man's lips became more and more rigid, almost like frozen.
"I'm really sorry, Teacher Si," he said with a smile, "to bother you."
Response? It's best for you to die, it's even better if you can turn you into a demon.
The man's eyes fell heavily on his hands, his throat rolled slightly, and he leaned back after a while.
"No," he said, "you are always welcome."
Just pretend, you old pervert.
Kou Dong didn't play games with him, he just said: "Teacher Si seems very excited. Don't you usually have students come to you?"
The psychology teacher replied: "How can they get in."
He thoughtfully looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes stayed on the other's slender neck for a while, and then the pair of light-colored eyes moved back to the young man's face.
"Tell me about your troubles?"
Whether Kou Dong's distress is true or false, he only said that he was a little scared because of the continuous accidents in the past few days. Although he couldn't completely trust the NPC, he didn't think there was anything wrong. He didn't show any surprise after hearing what he said. Instead, he stood up and brought over the cup of warm milk.
"Drink some milk," the man put the porcelain cup in front of him, "it will help you soothe your mind."
Kou Dong was wary of all NPCs, his lips just stamped on the rim of the cup, as if drinking. I don't know if the young psychology teacher noticed it, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Teacher, how can I help me?"
"There are many ways." The man tapped the handrail again and again, his voice lowered, "as long as you listen to the teacher."
His voice was deep and elegant, reminiscent of some kind of musical instrument. A soft and soothing violin music was playing in the speaker next to him. He moved his fingers and spoke to Kou Dong slowly.
"Since when did you start feeling scared?"
"At first."
"Really? What kind of picture makes you sick?"
Kou Dong said, "When I saw the corpse..."
As he spoke, he propped up a table vigilantly. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the table had softened, as if it was slowly sinking into a puddle of warm water.
At the same time, his eyelids gradually became heavy, almost overlapping and fighting each other.
Kou Dong's heart trembled slightly, realizing that he might still be tricked.
He looked around without a trace, pinched his palm with his fingers, and felt a sharp pain. The pain made him wake up a little bit, and only then did he smell a very faint fragrance in the room.
It wasn't there when he entered the door, and the scent gradually appeared after he entered. At that time, he was already in it, and he didn't notice it at all.
Kou Dong hit a straight ball and directly asked the man what it smelled like.
The psychology teacher obviously didn't expect him to find out that something was wrong, so he smiled slightly and said it was the incense in the room.
Kou Dong said, "Teacher, can you put out the incense? I'm a little allergic to the smell."
What he said was high-sounding, not contrary to reason at all. Although the NPC didn't really want to be destroyed, he couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, he was still playing the role of a teacher now, so he couldn't really ignore the students' demands.
He was silent for a while, and blew out a stick of incense in the small censer.
Kou Dong still felt breathless. He stood up and said, "I'll open some windows..."
The window was right in front of the table, Kou Dong stretched out his hand and tried to push the window open a crack. At that moment, he vaguely glimpsed a little black, and when he pushed it away completely, he realized that there was a car parked downstairs. The car logo is blocked by a tree trunk protruding from above, but the exposed half of the smooth and unusual lines can make people see that it is expensive at a glance.
It's a luxury car.
This idea only flashed in Kou Dong's mind, and then he narrowed his eyes.
Parking a car is not unusual, but when Kou Dong looked at the car, it seemed familiar no matter how you looked at it.
He seems to have seen it somewhere.
But it didn't look like a car he could afford.
A man's breath came from above his head, and the psychology teacher stood up at some point behind him.
"how?"
Kou Dong didn't look back, and asked, "Does the car downstairs belong to the teacher?"
He had a strange intuition, as if a very important idea had slipped from his mind just for a moment, and he hadn't been able to grasp it.
The psychology teacher said: "Yes."
He looked out and said again: "What?"
The boy didn't answer, but there was a strange feeling in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly. He stared fixedly at the car downstairs before shaking his head for a long time.
"No, nothing."
Before the man could speak again, Kou Dong preemptively said, "I'm a little dizzy, can the teacher pour me a glass of water?"
The psychology teacher helped the pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses, and the amber pupils behind the lenses flickered slightly, but he went straight into the kitchen without saying anything. Watching him go in, Kou Dong immediately took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to pull the refrigerator.
It's now!
From the moment he first entered the door, he felt something was wrong. For a person who lived alone, the refrigerator was really too big.
And what a double door! What does the NPC want such a big refrigerator for? Is it okay to test how many steps it takes to put the elephant in the refrigerator
The slender figure of the man was still in the kitchen, Kou Dong held his breath, and opened the refrigerator door—
The refrigerator was empty except for two cans of milk. It seemed as though the brilliance of color he had just glimpsed past was nothing but an illusion.
Kou Dong reached in and fumbled up and down in disbelief, but there was nothing—only at the edge, he touched a tiny bit of phosphorous powder, which shone faintly on his fingertips.
A man's voice suddenly came from behind: "The water is ready."
Kou Dong raised his head, and his eyes met the pupils of the young psychology teacher.
The psychology teacher smiled at him calmly, looking gentle and amiable. It was rare that his straight white shirt wasn't neatly tucked into his waist, and he looked more approachable than usual, with a sense of home.
Kou Dong was caught looking for clues, but he didn't show any embarrassment, and closed the refrigerator door quite naturally.
"Oh, I want to see if there is mineral water in Mr. Si's refrigerator. I didn't expect Mr. Si's refrigerator to be so clean."
The NPC replied: "I'm not usually at home."
Kou Dongxin said, why aren't you at home as a bachelor, are you busy planting your little butterflies outside
"My lover passed away a few years ago," the NPC said, putting the water glass back on the table, "After that, I don't really want to go home."
He looked at the room slowly, and said in a low voice, "It seems that this place still smells like him."
There is nostalgia in his eyes.
"I still remember the way he cried here..."
Kou Dong got goosebumps a little. After the baptism of these few dungeons, he is no longer the love anchor who believed that the game is full of sweetness. If it is placed in a love game, the crying may simply mean that the other party has suffered some grievances, and then the NPC will come forward to comfort him, talk about life and ideals with him, and lean together tenderly - this is a normal drama.
But in this game where everyone is perverted, Kou Dong really has no way not to associate this crying with other things.
It's not that he's dirty.
This is because this game is so dirty.
He took a step back, feeling vaguely trembling as if he was being targeted.
The psychology teacher stroked his neatly trimmed nails.
"He was crying a lot at that time," he said softly, "Tears flowed all over his face, and he couldn't stand still, so he could only lean on me, shaking all the time—"
"At that time, he was really beautiful."
He likes beautiful butterflies that he can hold in his palm.
Kou Dong seemed to hear the sound of wings flapping the wind again. He took another step back, and his throat was inexplicably tense: "Teacher, then I'll go first."
— This posture looks a little bit bad.
"Don't worry," the psychology teacher said generously, "It's fine to go back to the dormitory, why don't you stay with me for a while—what else do you want to eat? The teacher will make it for you."
How dare Kou Dong eat what he made? This time it looks more like an NPC is about to eat him. He weighed the possibility of himself winning with the opponent in his heart, and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye.
But the NPC was right in front of him, pinching his shoulders, and Kou Dong couldn't run away.
He's getting a little angry.
"you-"
At this moment, someone downstairs suddenly shouted: "Kou Tiantian!"
Kou Dong was taken aback.
It was a very clean male voice, it sounded young, and there was a hint of youthfulness.
"Kou-sweet-sweet!"
The voice amplified a little and called again.
Kou Dong came to his senses, hurriedly stepped towards the window, and responded loudly: "I am here! Who is looking for me?"
His hair was blown up by the wind outside the window, and when he looked down, he saw a boy's face lifted up. The eyebrows and eyes on that face were as black as ink, the eyelashes were especially long and eye-catching, the side face was clear and clean, the blue and white school uniform was blown up, and he was carrying a schoolbag that hadn't been pulled up, looking a little hurried.
Kou Dong thought that he was never a person who judged his face, but he felt quite right when he saw this person at first sight. This is the kind of appearance that even the control of the face can't find fault with. He unexpectedly found that he still had this kind of youthful face.
Especially—the face looked a little familiar.
This person is his classmate
How come he has no memory at all
Before Kou Dong could remember who he was, the boy had already waved to him: "Come down quickly! Why are you still on top? The teacher is looking for you!"
When Kou Dong heard it, this relationship is good, a ready-made reason to run away. He hurriedly bid farewell to the NPC, and regardless of the NPC's suddenly tense face when he saw the boy, he turned the doorknob indiscriminately before the other party stopped him in time, and ran away. The young man below followed him, and held his hand tightly the moment he jumped down the stairs, and immediately a voice of hatred for iron and steel sounded: "You actually came by yourself, do you know how dangerous it is?"
Kou Dong was quite familiar with the voice, but he just couldn't remember which classmate it was, "Who are you?"
The boy's footsteps stopped, and his voice suddenly became tense.
"You do not know who I am?"
Kou Dong: "..."
Should he know
He thought of the campus novels he read in reality, could it be that this person is also an important NPC, that is, those legendary campus characters, F4 who everyone knows
He tentatively said, "Are you a school grass?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Kou Dong knew something was wrong. Because the school grass on the opposite side not only didn't change his face, but became even more tense.
It was so tight that Kou Dong was a little worried, the kid would tear his thin skin.
What a face, why don't you cherish it.
He was heartbroken, but the young man gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Okay."
A big question mark popped out of Kou Dong's head.
"You're having fun," the boy said through gritted teeth, "You don't even remember me at all."
Damn, Kou Dong thought in shock, why do these words sound so sad
Has he developed an unspeakable relationship with some NPC? -impossible! It shouldn't be!
He Kou Dong is not that kind of scumbag! !
The boy suddenly called him seriously: "Kou Tiantian."
Kou Dong: "?"
Boy: "As you said, if I grow up, you will call me Dad."
Kou Dong: "... ???"
Kou Dong was full of bafflement, saying, classmate, you made a mistake, why should I call you dad when you grow up.
It's more or less what you call me, little brat.
The boy in front of him stared at him with both anger and love. After a long time, he raised his hand and pinched him hard on the face.
Kou Dong clutched his choked cheek, he was so wronged, he felt that this person was really sick.
How can someone pinch someone's face indiscriminately!
They are not familiar with each other!
The boy withdrew his finger from the face of the person in front of him, and a red mark suddenly appeared. He finally felt at ease, and looked at Kou Dong with his hands behind his back.
"Don't remember who I am?"
Kou Dong cupped his face and raised his face to look at him again.
I couldn't see clearly upstairs, but when I went downstairs, I found that the boy was slightly taller than him by half a head, his legs were also long and well-proportioned, and the loose school uniform pants were worn out with the effect of a high waistline.
Kou Dong remembered that his cubs also had such long legs. It's just a pity that it's as high as a slap, so I can't see it.
… wait.
Speaking of his pup...
Kou Dong suddenly became excited. He clicked on the luggage compartment, and found that the sleeping cub was gone, only half of the eggshell was still in the luggage compartment, with the word "evolved" written on it impressively.
Fuck!
Kou Dong looked at the eggshell, then at the person in front of him, full of disbelief—
Fuck, Fuck Fuck Fuck—
His son has changed from the portable version to the normal version!