[Ultimate Class One Series] There is a Qiu Ball rolling over

76,

If the ghost phoenix was enveloped in the fire of three thousand colored glazes by raising his hands and feet, and the ghostly aura in the blood red was as dazzling and charming as his smile, then the moxibustion dance was an endless dance that enveloped the entire Taiwan. Walking slowly in the rain, the temperament is melancholy and distressing.

This is the moxibustion dance in a state of silence or in a state of distracted thinking, or in other words, a moxibustion dance that maintains an external mode.

Where he needs to come forward, when responding to various malicious provocations.

Moxibustion Dance basically appeared in an old navy blue junior high school uniform. He didn't perm his hair, and his bangs just covered his eyebrows. It was indeed better than the two shining and eye-catching brothers around him. The immature face definitely looks like the one that is most likely to be bullied.

He stood there quietly, with his hands in his pockets, and you will suddenly have an illusion, as if seeing the endless heavy rain flowing around him that fills the whole world, and those drops of water are left from his hair, Along the fair neck, it flows into the clothes.

He is more like a young master who is protected by ghosts, dragons, ghosts and phoenixes, his hands do not touch the spring water.

——But he is K.O2.

On the first-generation KO list, if the last heresy is excluded, as long as Jiwu maintains the title of K.O2, no one dares to call himself K.O1.Looking at his loneliness from afar, the lower-ranking person really lowered his head and did not dare to desecrate the distance any more.

If there is no internal fine-grained character.

Few people know that Moxie Wu's favorite car is a locomotive. When he is hot-tempered, even if he treats the ghost dragon as milk and steps on the ghost phoenix, he dare not complain. In fact, the ghost phoenix certainly doesn't have any complaints. He looks like this Among the few people living together, the child who is quiet on the surface, well-behaved and unrestrained in heart, who enjoys teasing others, throws the attributes of melancholy temperament and unearthly young master and other attributes attached by outsiders to the big dog for supper.

Of course, moxibustion dance can definitely be called hands-free spring water.

Among these few people, it is rare and unexpected that the one who is usually begged to be the chef, don't let the strange-tasting moxibustion dance approach the kitchen is Guifeng, aside from other things, in the kitchen, he is a good wife and a good wife Outside the kitchen, he still has to worry about such trifles as Guilong sneaking down in the middle of the night to find milk and Moxie Wu secretly hiding a large bag of snacks, which makes the meal unpalatable.

... all of this seems to have happened a long time ago.

It was so long that he almost forgot the taste of Guifeng's cooking.

Moxibustion dance looked at the two brothers in front of her.

All the flames in the living room were suppressed.

The refreshing coolness spreads along with the footsteps of the moxibustion dance, with the greenness that crushed the leaf veins when the rain dripped.

"You're welcome."

He repeated it with a smile.

——What else needs to be polite about things between us.

This is the time when we can finally meet after all these long years.

No hassle at all.

At that time, it would be good to have a violent beating at most.

"You don't pretend to be beaten again in your mind, kid."

With a grunt, Ghost Dragon stepped forward, raising his hand to mess Moxie Wu's hair.

"almost."

Moxibustion Dance replied with a serious expression.

He took his hand out of his pocket.

"Before you destroy this place, I have the responsibility to beat you back into your host's body."

In the white light that finally enveloped the entire living room, the Thorny Bird who was abandoned on the sofa, or Qiu Qiu who had returned to his original sanity, opened his eyes blankly.

She just felt extremely tired all over, as if she had been beaten like a sandbag for several hours, and her eyes were burning and hurting.

The last scene she saw was the young man walking slowly from the living room door.

He bent down, with a faint smile on his face that seemed to be frozen, the length of his eyelashes could almost be seen from this close Qiuqiu——

The boy reached out and wiped her heavy eyelids.

This was the last thing she saw before she woke up.

77,

Qiu Qiu felt that he had a very strange dream.

Of course, due to recent experience, this weird dream may come from Rex's memory.

In her dream, overwhelming flames flowed across the entire world, burning her eyes sorely, and in the center of the entire blood-red world, a young man wearing a unique red robe sat lazily on the ground.

He has a face that is exactly the same as Rex's, but it is even more gorgeous. The corners of his eyes are slightly raised and blushing for no reason, and the corners of his mouth are carelessly evoked with an evil smile... His face is the same as Rex's. Qiu Qiu's memories overlap, but they are different everywhere.

A name suddenly popped up in her mind.

Well... ghost phoenix.

For some reason, Qiu Qiu firmly believed that Guifeng was the boy's name.

She seemed to be holding the perspective of God, watching the blood red being swept into the sleeve by the boy, and he got up from a bed that appeared out of nowhere, with a sleepy face, yawning, and impatiently stepped on the bed. The pink bunny slipper clattered downstairs.

"How many times have you been fucking? You can't sleep in the middle of the night to steal milk. Do you want me to teach you good sleep habits?"

Guifeng dragged a long, lazy tune, propped herself against the wall, and looked at the other person with a half-smile.

Qiu Qiu blinked.

That one looks like a copy of Wang Dadong - the evil, charming and crazy version of Wang Dadong.

Even if Wang Dadong arranges his hair meticulously and runs naked with a tie in the most prosperous night market in Taipei, he still cannot achieve the visual shock brought by the person in front of him drinking milk.

Wearing a somewhat peculiar pink bunny pajamas—a ghost dragon?Qiu Qiu gave such an explanation in his head - after pouring all the remaining milk into it, the young man simply squeezed the milk carton and threw it into the trash can not far from Guifeng's feet.

"I'm so annoying, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so come drink a glass of milk to help me sleep at night."

"—Who told you nonsense? Why doesn't my uncle know this truth...?"

Guifeng asked softly with her hands folded around her chest.

"—Moxibustion dance."

Ghost Dragon replied with a serious expression.

"The last time he bought you this set of bunny pajamas without authorization, he also said that it can help exercise your abdominal muscles, do you believe it?"

Guifeng glanced at the set of pajamas that were completely incompatible with the owner, making the owner look like a King Kong Barbie, and then kicked the slippers on her feet to Guilong's feet with some disgust,

"No, your slippers."

"He lied to me...?"

Gui Longying's brows and eyes frowned, as if a small knot had been tied, he reached out to take the two slippers and put them on.

The ghost and the phoenix moved their bare feet closer to each other out of habit.

His skin was fair and greasy, and in this dimly lit corridor, under the backdrop of the red clothes, he looked even paler.

"How could he lie to you?"

Seeing that the ghost dragon assembled a complete set of equipment, the ghost phoenix showed an inconspicuous smile in a good mood,

"Close the refrigerator door and go to bed."

——The next picture is blurred on the backs of the two.

Qiu Qiu blinked.

The scene in front of me and the sound of words all disappeared.

It's like an old black and white TV set, it squeaks and flashes current, but can't spit out a clear picture.

Qiu Qiu quietly placed herself on the ground, she stretched her legs out of boredom, waiting for the dream to wake up.

Then another face appeared in front of her.

Another fresh and clean face of a teenager, he reached out and wiped off her heavy eyelids——

Qiu Qiu woke up suddenly.

Her forehead bumped against another's head.

Qiu Qiu hugged her forehead in extreme pain, rubbing the spot where she hit it.

It was Heartbroken who collided with her in front of her.

She is no longer in that house, but back in front of that stall again.

—except for the sky that has brightened.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

Qiu Qiu jumped up with a look of surprise.

Her limbs seemed to be numb from a night of pillow sleep.

"Have you been anywhere else?"

The middle-aged uncle who was called the heartbreaker in her memory and took her to find Rex wiped the table she had just slept on, and asked her back with a strange face.

"You slept in my heartbroken stall all night for no reason, so I couldn't even receive guests..."

Qiu Qiu patted his cheek in astonishment.

one night?

What?Could it be that the Rex Wang Dadong and all kinds of strange-looking people that I saw in my impression were my own dreams?

"It's almost eight o'clock, little girl, it's time to go to school."

The uncle pointed to Qiu Qiu's watch.

"...Oh...oh, I'm going to school."

Qiu Qiu turned around on the spot with a dull expression, and then walked towards the direction he seemed to walk towards last night.

The memory in her head is very vague, it is not an exaggeration to say that this intermittent picture is a dream, but is it really just a dream?

A few bits and pieces that appeared in the dream, a few people... that person named Guifeng who is exactly the same as Rex...

Qiu Qiu is entangled in all kinds of chaotic thoughts of her own, and then meets Young Master Hua on the street.

Young Master Hua was surprised that Qiu Qiu appeared on the route where she didn't usually appear, and then gave her a ride.

Both of them tacitly kept silent about things like...K.O5.

The ultimate class in the morning was still noisy with no lessons and no discipline, but this time it seemed too noisy?

When Young Master Hua and Qiu Qiu were walking in the corridor, they felt a little strange about the voice coming from the classroom ahead.

Could it be that King finally came to school in women's clothing?

The two of them smiled as they thought about it.

And when Qiu Qiu stepped into the classroom door, he realized that his thinking was completely wrong.

Standing by the podium... the three who seemed to be introduced as freshmen turned around in unison as Qiu Qiu cried out in surprise.

——This, this is more like a dream, okay?

From Wang Dadong, who was impatiently pulling the buttons of his shirt, to Rex, who put on black-rimmed glasses and smiled playfully...and the last clean boy who appeared in her dream.

Somewhat similar, and somewhat not.

——Just like the difference between a ghost phoenix and Rex, and a ghost dragon like Wang Dadong.

Jin Baosan's introduction quickly turned into a storm that engulfed the entire classroom after a few seconds.

K.O3 Wang Dadong ten years ago, K.O2 Rex ten years ago...and K.O4 Ding Xiaoyu ten years ago.

The Golden Triangle ten years ago... has lost one of the three.

The author has something to say: 66 Let me solemnly say that the BG attribute of this article will not change. The men’s rivalry is treated as a serial drama or when the heroine in the hot-blooded comics does not appear, it is impossible to have the BL attribute. Those who like Wang Lei I'm sorry girls, Rex is the number one male here, he's cp with Qiu Qiu...

Well, I knelt because there was no change yesterday... Yesterday I was going to discuss eye surgery, but the doctor said that I would not be able to look at the computer for at least three weeks... and I silently dragged it until the winter vacation...

...JJ smoked and played it three times and still didn't put it up...

So here is... a strange description of drinking milk in the middle of the night through Qiu Qiu's dream...?