Zheng Qing took the small cup of tea and drank it for an hour.

He would never dare to let Su Ya make him a second cup of tea. Who knows what else she's going to do. He just wanted to huddle quietly in the corner alone, waiting for the call of the eldest lady of the Su family.

But even this small wish, Su Ya refused to let him come true.

Every two minutes, the little fox girl would ask him if he wanted to drink tea, eat fruit, have some snacks, hot towels, take a bath and change clothes, and help him find a little girl who sang music, or a little student who could play tricks, and so on.

With the sad experience of the first cup of tea, Zheng Qing was insensitive to the later 'want or not' - besides, he couldn't understand at all why he wanted to watch others play tricks as a wizard.

It wasn't until an hour later that Su Shijun returned to the Qingqiu Mansion.

Zheng Qing stood up and breathed a heavy sigh of relief, feeling the urge to burst into tears.

"It's back!"

Xu was that the feelings contained in his words were too rich, and Su Shijun stood at the door for a long time and didn't dare to come in.

With one foot dangling in the air, she looked at the young wizard for a few moments, and after making sure that he was okay except for a little agitation, she finally relented, put her foot on the floor, and walked into the living room.

"What's the situation?" Su Shijun helped her pair of glasses that lowered her charm and looked at Zheng Qing: "You look like someone has cheated hundreds of jade coins...... Su Ya, bring me a cup of green tea. ”

As she spoke, her gaze swept over Zheng Qing's teacup, which had bottomed out, and added, "Two cups, give him one cup too." ”

Zheng Qing couldn't help but burp.

The little fox girl who had been standing next to her answered happily, and did not run away as usual, but trotted in accordance with the requirements of the maid's specifications and went to the pantry.

"I only had one cup of tea. The young public scholarship student said emphatically to the hostess of the Qingqiu Mansion.

"Hmm...... Shows that you are not thirsty. Su Shijun didn't understand the deep meaning of Zheng Qing's words, but just followed his meaning perfunctorily.

Zheng Qing was speechless and choked.

Because there were no outsiders, Su Shijun seemed very open, and fell on the big sofa without any image, and after eating a little fruit and a few snacks, she finally noticed that there were still people in the room looking at her.

Su Shijun helped the big glasses with red rimmes on his face, sat up slightly straight, and coughed softly: "Well, I know why I called you over." ”

The corners of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

I don't know, no one said it, and besides, you didn't 'call', but directly 'dragged' it over the air.

He shook his head honestly: "I don't know. ”

Su Shijun sighed heavily.

"You're the Grand Arcana now, be risk-aware. She held a purple-red grape between her fingers, and without seeing her cast a spell or make any other movement, the thin skin of the grape rose and peeled off itself, revealing its crystal clear flesh. By the way, it was wrapped in two grape seeds squeezed out of the pulp, and they fell into the fruit bowl on the coffee table.

"Is it dangerous to be the Grand Arcana?" Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the challenge of a certain professor a year ago, and said in horror: "Is it the matter of Professor Trudeau asking me to duel?" Can I abstain...... Or, can I give up the title of Grand Arcana?"

The hellish title didn't seem to serve much more than to make it more visible and get him into a lot of trouble—the Order of Merlin had a solidified summoning charm on it, and a powerful amulet, and a scholarship of ten jade coins per academic year. These are tangible benefits.

Comparatively speaking, the 'world' of Grand Arcana is too 'light'.

It is not difficult to understand why Zheng Qing is willing to give it up.

When Su Shijun heard this, he glanced at him: "It's so fresh...... It's naïve. You don't have to worry about Trudeau's side, he's not a problem, it's just that he drank a few more glasses of cat urine and his brain short-circuited, and the school has helped you stop his immoral demands. ”

Zheng Qingdun felt that the haze shrouded in his heart had dissipated a little.

This incident is like a small thorn, has been pierced in his heart, the New Year home from time to time to remember, every time I think of it, make him sad, several times when he rested, he dreamed that he was hung up by a wizard who could not see the face clearly, he screamed, next to a large group of onlookers laughed.

"If it's not him, then what's the danger!" The pressure in his heart was gone, and Zheng Qing's tone was much lighter: "Or is it that the school requires Grand Arcana to submit a thesis every year? ”

The witch pinched the flesh of the grapes with her fingertips and groaned for a moment, as if she had finally made up her mind.

"It's a little bit more complicated...... Let's start with the beginning. Su Shijun looked at Zheng Qing quietly: "Do you remember when I explained to you Poseidon's life experience?"

The young public student suddenly felt as if there were many small thorns or stones on the chair, and he was uncomfortable left and right, so he couldn't help twisting his body and said 'um' in a very nasal voice: "I remember you said that Poseidon is a witch fetus that you abandoned a part of your blood and condensed, right?" ”

Su Shijun nodded.

"I also said that when you met me, I was completely prepared, just a little bit of a 'seed'. When the witch discussed this topic, there was no embarrassment on her face, but she looked extremely serious, but this still could not completely calm Zheng Qing's messy mind.

"Yes, that's right. He whispered.

In fact, from the very beginning, when the two of them discussed this issue last time, he really wanted to ask Su Da Meinu what the so-called 'seed' was.

But this is a difficult question to ask.

"I'm sure you've always wanted to know what the 'seeds' I got from you were, right? Even if Su Shijun's state of mind was stable, when she repeatedly mentioned this kind of detail, a trace of blush involuntarily appeared on her face.

Zheng Qing's eyes were on a skinned pomegranate on the table, and his head tapped it imperceptibly, and then quickly returned to its original state.

"That 'seed' is a wisp of 'breath' on your body," Su Shijun's answer made Zheng Qing breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but for some reason, there was a vague and indescribable sense of regret.

In order to get rid of this strange feeling, he raised his arm, sniffed the smell on his body exaggeratedly, and said to Su Shijun with a smile: "The breath on my body still has this effect? Aren't those elves who live with me very dangerous!"

The joke was a little vulgar, and before the words were finished, the young public scholarship student immediately regretted it.