How to Train a Wolf in Another World

The night is like a curtain, and the moon is like a night sky.

Silent night, unquiet... Poplar.

Xiao Qingchen crouched in front of the desk, and under the light of the crystal stone, opened the lecture notes and letters written down by Yi Kong.

After a whole afternoon of turmoil, and the fact that there was no rest for dinner, Bai Yang finally lost his strength and fell asleep on the bed...

Helplessly, this person left his own spacious and luxurious dormitory alone, but under the pretext of being "surprised", he occupied Yikong's room and bed in a daze.

Xiao Qingchen cast a weak glance at the off-line master who was hugging the pillow and drooling, shook his head slightly, got up and walked to the bed, gently took off his shoes and covered him with the quilt...

Even though it was a warm summer in August, the summer in the White Empire was like spring, and at night, it was cool to the bone.

"Ah Zi...hehe..."

Someone who didn't seem to be sleeping smirked and turned over, continuing his dream of spring and autumn.

Xiao Qingchen couldn't help pursing his lips, the melancholy in his heart gradually dissipated.

If you can't go back smoothly, you can stay in this world and live comfortably and unrestrainedly...

In this life, he doesn't want to fight for fame and fortune, so it's okay if he can spend his life at ease.

And... cherish the people around you.

"Stupid..."

Xiao Qingchen was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to see that Bai Yang was still closing his eyes, smacking his mouth, and continued to turn over...

"... Master fool."

Xiao Qingchen shook his head dumbfounded, this person is already sixty and twenty, why is he still acting like a child?

But this is also good, one movement and one stillness, one cold and one hot, just complement Ziying.

Sitting back at the table again, Xiao Qingchen patiently reviewed the basic knowledge of swordsmiths.

Since Bai Yang hoped that Yi Kong would be able to leave the army smoothly, he fulfilled his wish, and then...slowly looked through the mountains and rivers of the White Empire, and if there was a chance, he would find another man who was worthy of his sincerity.

Finding that Yi Kong's appearance could be reflected in the crystal stone, Xiao Qingchen subconsciously took a few more glances.

Big black eyes, delicate eyebrows, soft facial features, even when he pursed his lips, there was a faint hint of a gentle smile, this face is not so outstanding, at least not as good as Xiao Qingchen himself, But he was very satisfied.

An overly conspicuous appearance is often a trouble for a man.

Yi Kong is two years younger than Xiao Qingchen, exactly thirty, perhaps because he has been living in Tianshan, his skin is fairer and smoother than ordinary women, and his jet-black hair reaches his waist. At this time, a bundle was lightly tied up by light blue satin, and the rest slipped down the shoulders...

In the past, Yi Kong, because of his introverted and withdrawn personality, coupled with a bit of clumsiness, gave people an extremely ordinary and inconspicuous illusion.

However, although Xiao Qingchen has a gentle personality and elegant temperament, his methods are decisive and powerful, more like a cheetah in a slumber, with a lazy posture, but he must not be underestimated... Even if he is in a completely strange world now, everything starts from scratch, Xiao Qingchen's pride and self-esteem always exudes a unique charm and light invisibly.

Accompanied by Bai Yang's gradual snoring, Xiao Qingchen casually looked away, his confident black eyes were crystal clear.