My daily dog ​​food routine with the school beauty

"Oh my God, it's too much to sprinkle dog food as soon as it lands."

As soon as Qi Qiao'er opened her eyes, she saw Han Xuan holding the school flower, and the envy in her heart was simply self-evident.

Han Xuan smiled and pointed at the person who called himself "Mr. Yan", with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This grandson just wanted to scare your sister-in-law, you can do it yourself."

With that, he looked at the others.

Needless to say, Mr. Nayan was directly beaten up by several "macho men and women".

When they moved away, his face was swollen.

At this time, Han Xuan turned his head to look at the person who looked exactly like Xia Yiyi.

"Xia Yiyi, don't act now."

Xia Yiyi seemed to be stopped by Han Xuan's words, and the back of the stairs was obviously stunned. Then, she just turned her head and smiled at Han Xuan: "Han Xuan, I think you can trust me."

Han Xuan didn't respond to her words again, just followed her to the corner of the stairs on the second floor with a comfortable expression.

I saw a burst of smoke suddenly spread rapidly, and then, the original glass house in front of everyone suddenly became an attic.

And the game warehouse that was lying in the glass room just now was also gone.

"You've just hallucinated, but you've been in this attic the whole time."

Han Xuan looked at the school flower, and then explained.

Su Jia looked surprised: "Why is this happening?"

Han Xuan shook his head.

"I'm going to ask the two of them."

After saying that, he looked at Xia Yiyi on the side.

I saw her walk in front of the old wooden door of a mountain, and then gently pushed the door open, motioning for Han Xuan to follow her in.

In fact, even if she didn't say so, Han Xuan wouldn't suspect her anything.

After all, Han Xuan and her were just meeting each other, and it was impossible for her to think about harming Han Xuan.

Besides, if you can be with a "big star" like the school flower, you must be a good person.

Sometimes, the brain is a good thing.

Sometimes, the brain is really not a thing.

The first floor was full of green, and Han Xuan glanced at it.

I thought that the downstairs was a view of verdant green decoration, and the upstairs should be similar.

But to Han Xuan's surprise, the decoration upstairs was completely different from the downstairs.

The moment Xia Yiyi pushed the door, Han Xuan only saw a strange black.

Yes, all the furniture, including the ceiling, and even the curtains, in Xia Yiyi's room, is black.

It was a suffocating black, and there was no life in sight, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

In the darkness, there was a cold and cold aura like a roaring beast.

It rushed towards Han Xuan at an extremely fast speed, and then disappeared immediately.

Han Xuan pretended to take a deep breath easily, but in fact, he wanted to retreat in his heart.

This is not because he is timid, but because the vitality just now and the current lifelessness form a huge contrast, which makes people unacceptable for a while.

"Are you curious why my room is so weird?"

Xia Yiyi was a little yin and yang when she spoke, but there was some inexplicable strange accent between her tones.

This had to form another personal character of her own.

Han Xuan nodded, thinking that she would deliberately avoid this topic, but she didn't expect that she would take the initiative to talk to herself.

"I'll talk to you about this matter slowly in the future, but right now, I have an urgent matter and want to ask Mr. Han for help."

Han Xuan took a deep breath and went around in such a big circle, she was finally willing to bring up the topic with Han Xuan.

"You say, if I can help, I will naturally do my best."

Seeing Han Xuan say this, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then pulled open a drawer from under the pitch-black table on the side.

Then, she took out a piece of paper from it, looked closer, and it turned out to be a photograph.

She handed the photo to Han Xuan, and Han Xuan immediately took it and put it in front of her for careful consideration.

"Who is this?"

The photographs are not in color, but in black and white.

In the middle of the photo, there is a smiling and kind old man.

Sitting on an old wooden chair, smiling happily at the camera.

And behind him, judging from the decoration outside, it should be the unique villa where Han Xuan is now.

"This is my grandfather."

Keiko looked at the photo in Han Xuan's hand, and a trace of sadness suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"It's too cumbersome, so I'll cut it short. My father is Japanese, my mother is native, and my grandfather is also of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent. Many years ago, Han Xuan's father fled from country Z to Ribon, where he met his partner and gave birth to my grandfather.

"After that, my grandfather grew up in Nibon, and later gave birth to my father, until my father met Han's mother at a piano recital, and I was born."

Han Xuan didn't expect Xia Yiyi's family to be so complicated, and he was a little confused.

It's just that Keiko is indeed the one Han Xuan has ever seen, and she is very good-looking, but I didn't expect her to be mixed-race.

But it's really incomparable to the colonel.

After all, the beauty of the school flower is really unparalleled in the world, and the country is captivating.

After a moment's pause, she continued.

"A month ago, my grandfather went to my home country, and within a few days of returning to Japan, he started to get a little abnormal. Grandma said that she and her grandfather have been together for so many years, and it is the first time she has seen her grandfather like this.

Han Xuan was stunned: "What's wrong with your grandfather?"

Speaking of this, Xia Yiyi was a little crying.

Although Han Xuan was separated from her, he could feel a faint pain in her heart.

At the same time, he also realized that his second character had been opened.

The flower thief in the first task is obviously the person in front of him who claims to be "Mr. Yan".

But the reasons for this are extremely complex.

"You can also see the flowers and plants downstairs, they are all planted by my grandfather."

"Grandma said that grandpa liked to plant flowers when he was young, and he wanted to stay with these flowers and plants when he was old. Even if you die, you must plant these flowers and plants by your grave.

Han Xuan's heart moved, although he didn't know why Xia Yiyi was talking to himself about this.

But Han Xuan understood from her words that her grandfather did love flowers and plants more than his lover.

"But a month ago, a few days after he left his country to end his trip, he began to dislike those flowers and plants."

"At first, we just thought he was confused, but he actually started to take out the scissors and cut all the flowers that he liked the most."

"How so?" Han Xuan couldn't help but exclaim, and he was really puzzled in his heart.