In the middle of the coffee table and the sofa, there are also two small stools, one high and one low, which seem to serve her little short legs.

Seeing Xiang Xing, he couldn't help but smile lightly, and his heart gradually warmed.

This big white wolf, just, it's quite caring.

Thinking about it, she staggered onto the couch, stepped on the tall little stool with her front legs, and looked over the coffee table.

Suddenly, I saw a small note pressed under the plate of boiled eggs.

The handwriting is flowing and antique.

- "Your injuries are not all healed, you can only eat something light, if you want to eat meat, I will make it for you when I get off work." ”

There's another line down there.

- "Don't run around until you recover your demon power, you don't have an identity chip, and you will be treated as something by others outside, you know it in your own heart." ”

"I just can't run if I want to."

Xiang Xing looked at the closed door speechlessly.

Although the window is open, it is said in the character that our professor Ke's house lives on the 32nd floor.

She fell into a dead dog, and it was almost there.

Thinking about it, the little guy hummed and ate the boiled egg, and drank a big bowl of millet porridge with a sigh.

Although it is not as fragrant as last night's fried chicken wings, it is affected by the taste of the original owner's young lady, and she likes this light diet quite a lot.

After eating and drinking, Xiang Xing jumped off the sofa again and began to visit Professor Ke's home.

This is a large duplex suite of nearly 200 square meters, with four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms.

One was his bedroom, the other was his study, and the other two doors were closed, and she didn't know what was going on inside.

The little guy tilted his head, a little curious.

I couldn't help but stumble to the two closed doors, hang my head, and sniff hard at the gap with my little black nose.

In one of the doors, only the smell of new furniture was paint.

In the other door, there was a faint smell of hydrogen peroxide, intertwined with various potions.

It made Xiang Xing even more curious.

But it inexplicably feels reasonable.

Biology professor, it doesn't seem strange to have a dissected little frog or something at home.

Not.

The little guy didn't think much of it, turned around, and staggered towards the study.

I don't know if it's habit or what, Koney's study is not locked, and it is still hidden.

Out of politeness, she only glanced through the crack in the door a few times.

In this study, in addition to the location of the window, almost all of them are filled with bookshelves.

A book on the subject, as well as some of his personal hobby readings, are neatly stacked.

However, on the large desk, there seemed to be a stack of documents that looked like some kind of information.

In this meticulous and neat picture, it seems a little abrupt.

Looking at it, Xiang Xing couldn't help but tilt his little head again, and the tips of his ears moved slightly.

It can't be that you forgot to bring some lesson plan for class, right?

She was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a key unlocking at the gate outside.

The little guy subconsciously sniffed his nose, but he gasped, and his fur stood up slightly in vigilance.

The breath outside is not Conai.

- What, is there anyone else living in this house?!

Male, phew, male or female?!

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing suddenly panicked, and hurriedly looked around, looking for a place to hide.

There is still some distance from the study back to the bedroom, and you even have to go downstairs, so you may bump into the photo directly.

She couldn't, so she gritted her teeth and turned around and went into the study.

Find a box under the desk and push it out.

Then he shivered and hid in the crevice.