The working dog Gou only wants to eat the mantra

The innovation in the world of conjuration lasted for nearly a year, and the Yusanjia completely fell, and a group of young conjurers headed by Gojo Satoru came to power to control the situation.

Although there are not enough manpower, as time goes by, the number of magic spirits becomes less and less, and the magicians gradually have the opportunity to take vacations, and the students can spend more time training, and even study serious cultural courses.

Perhaps one day, the world will no longer need conjurers.

However, the fighting on this side has subsided, which does not mean world peace.

Take, for example, Italy, where the mafia war is going on.

Xia Youjie, who wanted to avoid his love rival and took Jiu Jinpo to play around, was lost in thought while looking at the blocked venue in the hotel.

"Can't go out for the time being?" Jiu Jinpo was a little disappointed, but accepted it well: "It doesn't matter if you stay in the house for a few days."

He peeked behind the curtains. "I haven't seen a mafia fight yet."

Xia Youjie sighed: "Today I wanted to take you to taste local delicacies."

Jiu Jinpo's gaze moved back uncontrollably.

"The most famous Sicilian food should be macaroni, sardine pasta, eggplant salad, and desserts, tiramisu and ice cream are very famous." Xia Youjie said, "There is no rush. I heard from the clerk that this level of fighting probably It will only last half a day to a day, and there is still time to take you out at night."

Jiu Jinpo was already licking his mouth: "Shall we sneak out to eat?"

"It's dangerous outside, there may be stray bullets." Xia Youjie rubbed his head: "Let's eat at night."

"...You're just greedy for me!" Jiu Jinpo realized it, and raised her dog ears angrily: "I'm angry!"

"I was wrong." Xia Youjie hugged him, wrapping his arms around his waist: "Do you want me to coax you?"

Jiu Jinpo reluctantly raised his head: "Try coaxing me."

He felt that he was reserved and noble now, but in Xia Youjie's eyes, he was completely at his mercy, so he couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her.

Jiu Jinpo was stunned.

"Are you coaxing me or coaxing yourself!" He struggled.

"All coax." Xia Youjie blocked his lips, preventing him from continuing to speak.

The dog is angry.

He bit Xia Youjie's lips, and wailed twice, which drew a muffled laugh from the other party.

"Since we can't go out, why don't we have some fun in the house." Xia Youjie kissed him on the cheek reassuringly.

"What's interesting?" Jiu Jinpo looked at him suspiciously.

A mysterious smile appeared on Xia Youjie's face.

He took out something brand new from the bedside table in the hotel, and unwrapped it under Jiu Jinpo's staring eyes.

—a brand new black collar and tie.

Jiu Jinpo is aware of the danger.

Xia Youjie quickly hugged the dog who was running away quickly, coaxing: "Don't be afraid, it's just a toy collar."

This has something to do with nature. Jiu Jinpo has surfed the Internet anyway, and knows that these things in the hotel are not serious things, so nervous that his tail is blown into a ball.

"It's fine." Xia Youjie patted him down, "It's just a toy."

Gouzi vigilant: "Take it away!"

He pushed Xia Youjie away, ran to the bed and wrapped up the quilt tightly: "If you do this again, I will return to my original form!"

Xia Youjie glanced at the collar in his hand.

In fact, the prototype is not impossible... No, at least people can't do that kind of thing to the cute Samoyed.

He regretfully put the things back into the drawer, looked at the bulge on the bed, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

With such a big reaction from Po, he must have learned about similar things on the Internet, and it seems that he doesn't need to guide him to enlighten him.

It's just that Jiu Jinpo used to be very calm about this kind of thing, but now he has been surfing the Internet for a long time, and he has a shyness that is more biased towards human beings.

Xia Youjie went up to pat the quilt: "Come out, I've already put it away."

After a while, Jiu Jinpo poked his head out from under the quilt, looked at him vigilantly, and was relieved to see nothing suspicious in his hand, and sat up on the bed.

He lifted the quilt and complained: "Human beings have so many tricks, why can't they simply mate."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows slightly: "You just don't like those things?"

"Of course!" Jiu Jinpo said confidently, "Isn't it better to be normal!"

He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Besides, Jie and I can't have babies. In fact, mating doesn't make much sense."

This is obviously his evasive words, Xia Youjie stepped forward, picked up a strand of his hair and tied it behind his ear: "Of course there are other meanings, why not try it yourself."

He leaned forward and clasped his fingers a little toughly, with a soft and gentle voice: "There are more things to do on honeymoon."

As a result, Jiu Jinpo did not eat local specialties at night.

The gunshots unique to Sicily outside stopped at some point, leaving only the creaking sound in the room.

Jiu Jinpo hugged his neck, sobbing and shouting macaroni and ice cream, but Xia Youjie helplessly gagged him to prevent the silly dog ​​from continuing to report the name of the dish.

He will never admit that his charm is not as good as a few dishes.

The next morning, when the peace and quiet returned outside, Jiu Jinpo was trembling, covering his waist and leaning on him: "I want two servings of ice cream!"

Xia Youjie patted his head: "I'll buy it for you, you can rest in your room and go out to play in the afternoon."

"...Okay." Jiu Jinpo gave in.

I didn’t fall asleep until dawn today. Not only was I sleepy, but my limbs felt tired from overuse, not to mention my most tired waist.

Although he has a good physique and recovers quickly, he still needs to have rest time.

Jiu Jinpo obediently lay back on the bed, not forgetting to tell: "I want to buy different flavors!"

Xia Youjie smiled and left.

The door closed with a click, and Jiu Jinpo struggled to turn over on the bed, feeling like a salted fish that had been roasted over and over again.

He intended to catch up on sleep, but he didn't sleep for 10 or [-] minutes, when he heard a bang, a big hole was broken in the ceiling above, and two people jumped from the top, one of them was drawn to the wall by a silver light before landing superior.

There was another bang. Although the wall was not broken, it felt precarious.

Jiujin Po rubbed her waist and sat up slowly from the bed, holding the quilt in a weak and pitiful state.

The mafia won't kill it, will it?He is so tired now that he doesn't want to fight.

"Senior Skylark, there must be too much movement." Another person jumped out of the hole on the top, as if he didn't expect that there was still someone in the room, his pupils shrank: "Are you okay...it's you?!"

Seeing him, Jiu Jinpo was vigilant: "It was you who hit me with a strange rocket before."

"No, it's Rambo..." Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't argue with his words, but couldn't help but said, "How come you basically haven't changed from ten years ago?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiu Jinpo snorted: "You smashed my room and came to interrogate me, isn't it too much?"

If the puppy wasn't in poor health, he would have jumped up and hit them on the head anyway.

"It was you ten years ago?" A cold voice suddenly came from the side.

The person who jumped down just now held silver-white crutches in his hands, and his sharp Danfeng eyes were erected, and he rushed towards his face with aura, which made him very difficult to provoke.

But Jiu Jinpo didn't know him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and hurriedly stopped in front of the other party: "Senior Hibari, now is not the time to ask this."

The person called Skylark frowned, his eyes swept over him, as if he saw something, he turned impatiently, picked up the person who had been knocked out before, and jumped out of the window.

Jiujinpo: ...

Although I don't know why he didn't walk in, at least he didn't make a real move, leaving a brown rabbit with no sense of aggression, which made Jiu Jinpo feel at ease.

"Let me change a room for you." Sawada Tsunayoshi said, he walked to the bed and stretched out his hand: "Do you need me to help you down? Where did the person who came with you go?"

"Jie went to buy food." Jiu Jinpo murmured, "How do you know I didn't come here by myself?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's embarrassing gaze quickly swept across his bare skin.

The neck is covered with ambiguous red marks, from which one can even imagine the madness of last night.Even though he has been trained by Reborn for so many years, and has even taken over Pengo Lie, he is still a pure dk, and he has never seen such a scene.

Jiu Jinpo touched her neck with her hand, thinking of what happened yesterday, her face changed slightly.

He hadn't looked in the mirror since he woke up and had no idea what had become of his poor neck.

"I'll go to the front desk and open a new room for you. You can cover it with something." Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes drifted left and right.

He was about to go out, but the door suddenly opened. Xia Youjie walked in with a bag of food, and frowned when he saw the messy house.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's super intuition made him take a step back and explain things quickly.

Xia Youjie's brows did not loosen, but he probably recognized his identity, and he was no longer so imposing: "I will go to the front desk to change the room myself, so I won't bother you."

He walked in, put the bought food on the table, glanced at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was still there, and asked politely: "Is there anything else?"

"No more..." Tsunayoshi Sawada heard the strong intention of driving away customers, and left with a smile.

Jiu Jinpo looked at his back, thoughtful, and suddenly a shadow fell in front of him: "What are you looking at?"

"Isn't he a Japanese student? Why did he appear in Sicily and became a mafia?" Jiu Jinpo's impression of Sawada Tsunayoshi is still that of a little rabbit who was locked in the bathroom more than ten years ago and pretended to be strong.

"He's not an ordinary mafia." Xia Youjie slowly opened a box of pasta, rolled it up and fed it to Jiu Jinpo's mouth: "He is the tenth generation of Vongola, and he can be regarded as the godfather of the Italian underground world."

Jiu Jinpo opened his eyes wide in amazement: "Wow!"

"Kyoya Hibari who is with him is his cloud guardian, but he is usually stationed in Bingsheng." Xia Youjie continued.

Gouzi sucked on the noodles and thought to himself, "He doesn't seem to like me very much, but I haven't seen him before."

"Yunya Kyouya loves Bingsheng very much." Xia Youjie thought for a moment: "Maybe you made a hole in Bingsheng's school back then, and he remembered it."

Jiujinpo: ...?

This is how many years ago!Do you want to hold grudges like this!

He ate up a piece of spaghetti angrily, and when he started eating ice cream, Xia Youjie, who had gone out to change rooms, came back, packed him and ice cream and moved them to the new room.

"Look, you messed with my neck." He complained while eating ice cream, "Everyone saw it."

Xia Youjie's eyes darkened slightly, and he kissed the top of his head: "It's my fault."

His gaze followed the open neckline all the way down, looking at the plum-like marks on the snow-white skin, his mouth was dry: "If the marks are not gone, it may be inconvenient to go out. It's better to wait until the marks are gone tomorrow before going out."

Jiu Jinpo blinked: "But these traces will disappear at noon."

"Yeah." Xia Youjie calmly said, "These things can disappear at noon now, but the remaining ones may not disappear later."

Jiujinpo:? ? ?

Jiujinpo:! ! !

The dog's tail is sore!Humans are such a vigorous race! ! !

The author has something to say: Gouzi: Put me down——

Jack: The last billion times