Cen Ying's strategy was very correct.

Just cooking a meal for Tapris, the little angel who was nervous and alert to strangers, let go of his guard against him.

Moreover, after she finished eating, she went from envying him to envying Gabaili.

"Senior Cen Ying, can I go to find you in the future?" Taprili asked Cen Ying who had cleaned up the mess with her nervousness.

"Of course," Cen Ying smiled slightly, "You can come whenever you want, welcome!"

"Yeah!" Tapris nodded vigorously, "I will definitely go and play with you, but..."

Speaking of this, a blush appeared on her pretty face and she said shyly: "I just hope Senior Cen Ying can give me food. I like the meal you cooked very much~!"

"Uh..." Cen Ying was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily, "Of course it's okay. If you don't say anything else, I'm quite confident in my cooking skills. Welcome to come and taste it at any time!"

Tapris looked at Gabriel with envy, "Innocent Senior, it's great that you can meet Senior Cen Ying."

"Hey..." Kabaili grinned and rolled her eyes.

...

evening.

"Thank you for the hospitality! Bye~!" Tapris waved goodbye to the two of them.

"Goodbye, little Tap."

Cen Ying also smiled and waved her hand. She saw her jumping away, then spread her wings and flew away. She then withdrew her smile and sighed in the sky.

"Okay, it's another day. I came here without asking for leave this time. I don't know what the counselor is feeling now."

Kabaili rolled his eyes and said, "So, what do you want to go back? Isn't this place suitable? Breathe pure air every day and look at the beautiful environment. In this way, do you want to go back to the place where you only know how to instill knowledge in students like a cram?"

Cen Ying shrugged, "...but it will be worrying if you are missing for so many days."

Gabriel yawned, "Ha~ I can go back. Although I have a cell phone here, I can't play computer games, which is really annoying. The group of security inspectors at the security checkpoint should be thrown into hell to confess."

“…”

By the way, how much does this lazy angel hate the security checkpoint?

When he returned home, Tapris left, Cen Ying felt nothing happened again. The main reason was that Gu Baili was playing with his cell phone. As a half-cell phone control, if he didn't have a cell phone in hand, it would only be the time to do things, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable all over.

But seeing Gabriel like this, the probability of getting her phone back tends to be zero.

Fortunately, there are some colored pencils and blank draft paper here.

He decided to draw something casually and just review his homework.

But what to draw...

Cen Ying looked up and saw Gabaili sitting on the sofa, her white and tender legs crossed, and her back leaning against a soft pink bear pillow, playing with her mobile phone. Her eyes lit up.

Have it!

Thinking of doing it, Cen Ying began to put on a "painting tool" - a piece of draft paper and twelve ordinary colored pencils. Although it is not a professional product, in the hands of professionals, not to mention having so many colors of pencils, even an ordinary black signature pen can play tricks.

Pulling the table and chairs into the appropriate position, then put the draft paper on the table, he began to draw on the paper, while looking at Kabaili from time to time.

Jiabaili did not respond throughout the whole process, that is, he glanced at him while moving the table and chairs, and ignored him, and kept a posture and didn't understand it, and was very "cooperating".

Time passes quietly while writing and painting, because Cen Ying is carefully depicting it, and she draws it very slowly, and she only draws it at night.

Retrieving the pencil, Cen Ying compared Kabaili with her work and nodded with satisfaction.

In the painting, Kabaili's legs crossed, wearing only a top, and her wide clothes covered an indescribable part. Her hand holding the phone was leaning against her knees, and the expression on her face was specially drawn by Cen Ying to look cute, while her golden and messy hair was casually dispersed, covering the little bear pillow behind her, and a strand of hair on her head was particularly eye-catching.

Not bad, very similar, and the "model" is also very "cooperating".

"Oh, what are you doing?" Kabali raised her eyes.

"promise!"

Cen Ying turned the "portrait" over to Kabaili, and then said proudly: "How is it? I'm doing it well?"

Kabaili had a "(￢_￢)" expression, "You are so boring."

Cen Ying also gave her a "(￢_￢)" and said angrily: "It's not you, otherwise I would be so bored?"

Jia Baili suddenly put down her phone, as if it was flashing, and instantly came to Cen Ying, snatched the portrait, and a look of love appeared in her eyes. However, after seeing Cen Ying's dazed expression, she changed into a calm look and said lightly: "Cough, um, um, um... It's a good painting, I barely accepted it."

“…”

If you like it, you like it, and you still say that...

But Cen Ying doesn’t care about a painting. She has real people, so why do you care about a painting?

While Kabaili was admiring this painting, Cen Ying quietly came to the sofa and took back his cell phone.

He decided that it would be better to hold his cell phone in his own hands, and that she would not return it to him before she went back.

Just as he was about to put his phone back into his pocket, the phone rang.

When I opened it, it was Rafir who called.

...

Heaven.

Inside the castle of Rafir's house.

Rafir took the document handed over by Marthir, looked down at him, frowned, and looked up at Marthir, "Maldir, is my father still dealing with the matter of the Abyss Cage?"

Marthir bowed slightly, "Yes, Miss, these hidden dangers of the mutated fog these days, those "Abyss Nightmare" not only have no traces of dissipation, but the longer they are imprisoned, the more unstable they are, and the faster they erode the Holy Light Cage. But we are helpless about them, and we are still studying them, but we have no idea how to solve this problem, so..."

Martille paused and continued: "Now the President and the members of the committee are worried about this matter, so the President has to leave other things to you."

Rafir took the document in front of him and held his chin, "It seems that something is really troublesome."

Marthir nodded, "Yes, Miss, not only the heavens, but also the hell and the dragon world as high-level planes are also in the same trouble. Moreover, we cannot know how many planes are eroded by the "Abyss Nightmare", and there are more unknown planes, and there is no way to know its situation. This mysterious black fog is not like a known plane can be born."

"Deep, abyss, dreams, nightmare." Rafiel murmured, "I don't know if this kind of thing is a creature. It's really troublesome. It's impossible for me to go back to school. How can I solve it... Huh?"

Lafel suddenly remembered the incident of Blue Dream Butterfly. She remembered that Blue Dream Butterfly was the victim of being eroded by the Abyss Nightmare. Generally, there is only one such thing in a world. It only grows and grows after erosion. When it is large in number, it is discovered by the heavens.

Speaking of Cen Ying's world, it was also lucky to be able to discover it at the first time. It happened that Gaelu wanted to see the situation of Gaeli. When she used the Clan Eye to observe, she happened to notice the very faint space fluctuation. The fluctuation was very slight, and the ordinary angel could not even sense it, but it happened to let Gaelu discover it.

If not, that world would eventually fall into panic caused by strange diseases.

Rafir thought that Cen Ying seemed to have absorbed the Abyss Nightmare at that time?

I didn't notice it much at that time. Now I think about it, she thinks that Cen Ying must have something special that might be able to solve this troublesome thing.

Thinking of this, Rafir handed the document to Martyr, walked aside under Martyr's curious expression, took out his cell phone, and called Cen Ying's phone number.

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Chapter completed!