Since it was still summer vacation, when Sun Yan woke up, it was already bright and the morning light shone the light green curtains blue and white from the window.

After yawning, he lazily got up from the bed, walked out, and came to the door, and while reaching out to open the door, thinking about what he had locked his room last night. As soon as the door came, a dazzling light flashed through his eyes, and then a beautiful girl appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I've walked into the wrong house." Sun Yan subconsciously turned around and closed the door, then looked at his bed and was stunned.

After a while, I woke up, turned around and opened the door again, watching the living room continue to daze.

At this moment, the entire living room looked clean and spotless. Whether it was a coffee table or a sofa, they were as bright as a mirror. He was just now dazzled by their reflections.

Looking aside, Du Xiangxiang stood delicately beside the coffee table and said softly: "Young Master Sun, are you getting up?!"

At this moment, Du Xiangxiang was still wearing an apricot red robe and an autumn pleated skirt. In fact, these two colors were not matched very well, but because there were blue silk threads embroidered on the edge of the collar, the two colors of apricot red and autumn rosy were divided into sight, giving people a fresh and distinct sense of layering. This color scheme was obviously carefully designed.

Her clothes were also extremely exquisite. Sun Yan couldn't remember any of his female classmates. She wore such excellent fabrics. Judging from her clothes alone, she undoubtedly came from a wealthy family... Of course, the premise was that her clothes were not stolen.

At this moment, the hairstyle on her mind had been combed again, combed into two buns, and tied with a light red scarf to form two purses. However, this was dressed by a little girl or an ancient maid. However, Sun Yan didn't know where she found two exquisite scarfs.

"What did you do?" He left the room, stood in the living room, and looked around in surprise.

Du Xiangxiang looked embarrassed: "I just got up early, and I got used to it on weekdays, so I found some things to do."

Sun Yan raised his head in confusion and found that even the gray on the ceiling was gone. I don’t know how she cleaned it so clean. Since he has lived alone for the past six months, although he is not a lazy person, he has not done much hygiene. There is a lot of dust in every corner. However, now, everything he sees is as clean as if he has washed it with water.

Did she not sleep all night last night and were all helping him with hygiene?

Or was she originally wanted to attack me at night, but fortunately I locked the door in advance. She couldn't attack me at night and had nowhere to vent her energy?

Sun Yan thinks this is very likely...

Du Xiangxiang said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to prepare breakfast in advance and wait for the young master to have a meal when he wakes up. However, although I found the food in the young master's refrigerator, I didn't find the color pen."

"Ah?" Sun Yan looked at her, "Colored pen?"

Du Xiangxiang was very regretful: "Yes, because there is no colored pen, I can't cook for the young master." I apologized for a blessing.

Color pen? Use color pen to cook?

This girl definitely came out of the mental hospital! Sun Yan quietly took a step back... Stay away from her.

He asked carefully: "Isn't there an induction cooker?"

Du Xiangxiang was puzzled: "Induction cooker?"

Sun Yan took her to the kitchen and pointed to the induction cooker: "That's it."

Du Xiangxiang looked at the induction cooker and the iron pot placed on it, and Shuiling's eyes opened twice, as if she wanted to understand what it was for.

So that's it, it seems that she has never cooked.

Alas, forget it, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

He found an unused towel toothbrush for Du Xiangxiang and asked her to wash first. Sun Yan cooked himself, fryed two plates of vegetables, and cooked a pot of noodles. Soon, the two of them ran for breakfast at the dinner table. Sun Yan gushes of noodles soup, and then looked at him, and Du Xiangxiang tasted it with chopsticks, and then she burst into tears.

Hello, what kind of expression do you have?...I definitely didn't poison it inside.

Du Xiangxiang looked at him pitifully, as if asking... Can this thing be eaten?

Sun Yan was very frustrated. Because of his damn mother, he has developed a good cooking skills since childhood. Although this meal was just a little bitch, it would not make people unable to eat it, right?

Sorry, the girl who was not good at eating, still ate her bowl of noodles with a bit of bullet.

"The little girl will do this meal at noon," Du Xiangxiang asked him hard, "and ask the young master to buy some colored pens and white paper, otherwise... or..."

Sun Yan felt that she wanted to say that if she continued to eat this kind of food, she would die.

In desperation, Sun Yan had to go downstairs to the supermarket to buy colored pens and white paper, and then go to the vegetable market to buy some food and fruits. At the same time, he saw if there was any missing person's revelation posted everywhere, but he didn't find it. When he returned home, he handed the colored pens used by elementary school students to Du Xiangxiang: "Is this OK?"

"That's all!" Du Xiangxiang took it happily, "Thank you, young master."

How to cook color pens? Xiudou, well, although no one seems to have escaped from the mental hospitals in this city, she may have escaped from other cities. Tomorrow, she calls the mental hospitals in other places to check it out.

Sun Yan shrugged and walked towards his room... Wow!

But after going downstairs and shopping at the supermarket and vegetable market, his room was already bright, the desk floor was so bright that it could illuminate his face, the quilts were folded neatly, and the quilts were so flat that he was embarrassed to lie on it. More importantly, he didn't see where the mentally ill girl had cleaned up the garbage, and there was no garbage bag at the door.

I took advantage of the time I went downstairs and rushed downstairs and threw away all the things I should have thrown. Will I run back like the wind? It’s so fast!

"Young Master!" A gentle voice rang behind him.

He turned around and saw Du Xiangxiang standing there, holding a water cup in his hand: "Please drink with your son!"

Sun Yan took the water cup and saw the juice in the cup emitting sweet bubbles. He asked, "What is this?"

"The little woman used the apples that the young master had just bought and the newly squeezed juice."

"Wait a minute, I don't have a juicer at home, right?" Even if there is a juicer, it is impossible to squeeze out the juice in one go, right?

Du Xiangxiang opened her big eyes: "Juicer?"

Hey, hey, you don’t even know how you squeezed out the juice? Are you sure this thing can be drunk? I understand, you failed to attack last night and want to drug me, right?

Although I thought so in my heart, the expression of the mentally ill girl was too pure and innocent, which made Sun Yan feel that he had made a mistake. He asked: "Without a juicer, how did you squeeze out the juice?"

Du Xiangxiang looked at him strangely, as if she didn't understand why he asked such a strange thing: "Use colored pen!"

It turns out that colored pens can not only cook, but also juice. They are transformed by the snail girl? They are really capable colored pens...

"Can I let me see how you squeezed me?" He couldn't help it.

Du Xiangxiang looked at him in confusion, as if wondering why he didn't even know something as simple as "color pen juice" and was like a mentally retarded. Even so, she kindly returned to the living room and demonstrated it to him. She pressed her legs with her hips and sat dignifiedly beside the low coffee table. The hem of the Qiuxiang-colored skirt just covered the edge of the cotton shoes.

Sun Yan sat cross-legged on the other side of the coffee table and saw her holding a blank paper in front of her. She used the colored pen that was originally used for kindergarten children to draw on it. She first drew a Nine Palace picture on the outer circle, and then drew various colors in the Nine Palace picture. These colors intertwined. After the drawing, she placed a washed apple in the center of the color painting, put an empty cup on the side, and then put her hands on her chest and muttered to the apple.

It turns out that the mentally ill girl is so happy! Sun Yan thought to himself.

Before he finished his thoughts, he heard a "brush" sound, and a green light flashed, just like the science fiction technology in the movie. The whole apple turned into particles and flew up. Du Xiangxiang stretched out her finger and waved to the "particle" apple first to the left, and all the juice flew into the clean glass cup by itself, and then to the right, all the pomace fell on the other side and piled up into a hill.

"Young Master, please!" She handed Sun Yan a glass with translucent and clear juice shaking in her arms.

Sun Yan was frozen there, dumbfounded.

"Young Master?" The girl looked at him with bright eyes.

"Your...sexual art?"

"Immortal Art?" Du Xiangxiang was startled and quickly put down the water cup, facing Liu Sang, bowed her head and bent down, looking extremely embarrassed. "I know that the young master or not believe that I am a fairy in the sky. It's all because the little woman was not able to use fairy art to prove my identity."

"You're just now..."

"The little girl really comes from the fairy world," the girl who was worried that he would not believe it was crying. "Young master just don't worry. Give the little girl some time, and the little girl will definitely prove it to you."

"You're just now..." Sun Yan felt his tongue knotting, "Immortal Art?"

"Immortal Art?" Du Xiangxiang looked at the newly squeezed juice, "No."

"What is that?"

"Juicing!" Du Xiangxiang looked at him quietly... Will I marry such a stupid person in the future?

Sun Yan: "..." It's indeed juice...
Chapter completed!