The working dog Gou only wants to eat the mantra

Probably because he said it very solemnly, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't speak for a while, and then smiled briskly after a while: "Then I will lend you a good word, Po."

He also called out his name on his own initiative.

Jiu Jinpo never cared what others called him, and when Gojo Gojo called him a silly dog, he responded well, and didn't respond to it, but pulled Tsurumaru Kuninaga into it: "I've finished reading the torii gate. ,Then what?"

"Inside is the courtyard." Tsurumaru Kuniyong followed his strength, and they pushed open the rusty gate, and the bluestone ground under their feet was also covered with dust: "Look, that side is the time-space retrospective machine. Before going out on weekdays, We will all gather here, and the members and captains who will be announced by the judge or valet."

The courtyard is very large, one side is connected to the verandah of the living room, the other side is where clothes are hung to dry, and there is a deflated leaky ball rolling in the corner.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his head, as if he could still see the short knives playing football here, the song fairy unfolded the washed quilt at the other end, and the old knives were drinking tea slowly in the corridor.

"Tsurumaru, are you okay?" The young man's crisp voice came from beside his ear.

Tsurumaru Kuniyong came back to his senses, only then did he realize that Jiujinpo had approached him at some point, with a worried face.

Could it be that he was disturbed by the memories, so he didn't realize that the other party was so close?

—Probably because the other party is not hostile, and now the whole body is full of the breath of crescent moon.

Putting down the hands on the body around his waist without a trace, he smiled and said: "This place hasn't been cleaned for a long time, and there's nothing to see here. Where do you want to go to the left and right next?"

"On the left is the field, and if you go further in, you can see the Wanyezakura... but it has withered." Tsurumaru Kuninaga spread his hands: "The right is the living room, and everyone should be resting in it now. Going forward is you The conference room I went to yesterday, and the castle tower where the god judges usually live."

"Let's go to the field first." It was instinct for the dog to have fun in the field, and Jiu Jinpo made a quick choice.

The fields are barren, there are not even a few weeds, and the dilapidated fence is rickety, showing a bit of desolation for no reason.

"There's nothing to see here." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said casually, "The horses in the stables are all dead."

Jiu Jinpo turned his head left and right. There were no plants here. Although it was wide enough, he had no intention of playing and walked forward in silence.

The huge tree that could be embraced by ten people appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is the Manyozakura." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said in a nostalgic tone: "When it is in full bloom, even in the garden, there will be cherry blossoms falling down. It's a pity..."

Jiu Jinpo knew what he was regretting—the trees in front of him were dry and withered, and perhaps there was no possibility of blooming.

"The vitality of the plant is very strong." Jiu Jinpo reached out and touched the trunk, affirming: "As long as there is a chance, it will bloom again."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked back at him again, and suddenly reached out to wrap his arms around his neck, rubbing his soft white hair into a mess: "I brought you here to get acquainted with Honmaru, but in the end, you kept comforting me .”

"Let go!" Jiu Jinpo was almost stunned, and hurriedly struggled to run out, one meter away from Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and was vigilant: "Don't come close casually, or I will bite you!"

"It's so ruthless, Po." Tsurumaru Kunianaga sighed.

"Don't make it sound like we know each other very well." Jiu Jinpo snorted, "Kissing and hugging must be done with permission first!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's red eyes turned slightly: "Then can I kiss you now?"

Jiu Jinpo glared at him: "No! Only friends can kiss..."

Before he finished speaking, Tsurumaru Kuninaga suddenly took a step forward, trapping him between his arm and the tree trunk.

Jiu Jinpo, who has watched a lot of dog blood TV series, opened her eyes wide - this is a variant of Bidong, is it Shudong!

But usually the male protagonist does this to the female protagonist, what does Tsurumaru Kuninaga want to do with this posture all of a sudden?

The dog pricked up its ears nervously.

"Mikazuki kissed you this morning." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said briskly, "Don't deny it, I've seen it all, and you smell like him all over you."

"Why didn't I smell it?" Jiujinpo asked subconsciously, blushing again: "We're not kissing, we're just trying to eat quickly. San Riyue said that exchanging bodily fluids can speed up eating, so..."

"Po attaches great importance to the rules set by human beings." Tsurumaru Kuninaga bent his eyes: "Then have you ever thought that if you accept this method, all the swords in this pill will be like this in the future."

"It's just an attempt in the morning." Jiu Jinpo said loudly, "I won't agree!"

"Really?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his eyebrows: "Actually, it's good to accept it. I think the dark falling breath of Mikazuki is much weaker than yesterday. This method is indeed faster than licking your fingers."

Jiujinpo was furious: "Anyway, it's not possible, and exchanging body fluids is not the only way to kiss."

"That's true." Tsurumaru Kununaga nodded in agreement: "In human terms, the joy of fish and water is also an exchange..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiu Jinpo bumped his head into his chest, as if he wanted to die with him.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga suppressed a smile and pretended to be serious: "What's the matter, am I wrong?"

He leaned over to Jiujinpo: "Kissing is Sanriyue, so it's my turn to try it with you this time?"

"I'll bite you to death first!" Jiu Jinpo bared two pointed canine teeth at him.

"It's really murderous." Tsurumaru Kuninaga sighed: "I scared the crane to death."

As he spoke, he reached out and pinched the baby fat on Jiu Jinpo's face, showing no sign of fear at all.

Jiu Jinpo grabbed his finger in one bite, exerted a little force on her canine teeth, and quickly tasted the fishy-sweet breath in her mouth.

When he let go, there were two blood holes on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's fingers, and it seemed that he had bitten hard.

"It's so cruel." Tsurumaru Kuninaga shook his hand, "Blood is indeed considered body fluid, but you don't like the smell, right?"

Jiu Jinpo really didn't like it.

"I'll think of a new way." Jiu Jinpo groaned: "Anyway, those steps of dual cultivation are absolutely not allowed."

He's a decent dog hook.

"Hi, hi." Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied without sincerity, pointing to the distance and said: "Going forward is the hand field and the forging room, and the right is the hot spring."

"Hot spring?" Jiujinpo's eyes lit up.

"It hasn't been cleaned for a long time, so it probably won't work anymore." Tsurumaru Kuninaga said, touching his chin with his hand: "Everything in this pill needs spiritual power. If you really want to soak in the hot spring, you only need enough spiritual power."

Jiu Jinpo was a little moved: "How much spiritual power do you need?"

"It's almost like offering a sword." Tsurumaru Kunei said, "It's very easy for you."

"Then let's go and have a look." Jiu Jinpo immediately forgot the previous anger, bent down and got out from under Tsurumaru Kuninaga's arms, and ran happily towards the hot spring.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't notice that he ran away for a while, but he didn't think much of it, and instead became interested.

At first glance, this little monster seems to abide by the rules of the human side, but in fact, as long as he goes deeper, he will reveal his true nature—he doesn’t really care about the rules, but for a certain human being, such as the Jie or Xiao in his mouth. will, and try to obey it.

more and more interesting.

Only such a life full of surprises can be regarded as alive, and if he continues to stay in the old days without waves like before, maybe he will die on his own before he completely falls into the dark.

"Hemaru, there is someone in the hot spring." Jiu Jinpo ran back quickly, grabbed his sleeve, and raised his dog ears: "It seems to be crushed."

"Oh? What is he doing here?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said casually, and reached out to touch Jiujin Po's ears: "Po's ears always pop out suddenly. Is it a human form that is still unstable?"

He pinched the tip of Jiu Jinpo's ears, and subconsciously shook his hair: "Hey, I clearly controlled it well before."

He muttered a few words, and his ears disappeared: "Maybe it's because the climate is not acclimatized."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked curiously at him: "The ears will pop out, but where is the tail?"

"...What are you doing?" Jiu Jinpo was alert.

"Just curious, curious." Tsurumaru Kuninaga waved his hand: "Po is too guarded against me, do I look scary?"

"White hair." Jiu Jinpo pointed to his hair: "It's also related to Wutiao, and the personality is a bit similar."

"Is it Po's friend?" Tsurumaru Kuniyong dragged his tone: "Could this be the popular substitute literature in this world?"

Jiu Jinpo has watched the TV series, so of course he knows the meaning of double literature, and immediately curled his lips in disgust: "It's just a friend of a friend...Although he is kind to me, he doesn't like it at all."

"And I'm not going to make a double!" He said angrily, "That kind of existence is disrespect for another person."

"Yeah, I got it." Tsurumaru Kuninaga stretched out his hand to rub his hair: "Our Popo is a good dog with a very upright outlook."

"...Don't call me that nasty tone!" Jiu Jinpo frowned.

The two of them walked in with their mouths mixed, Tsurumaru Kunianaga suddenly raised his eyes, forcibly grabbed Jiu Jinpo's shoulders, and said with a smile: "What are you doing lying here? There is no hot spring for you to soak in right now."

"He seems to smell better." Jiu Jinpo whispered.

The young man curled up on the ground seemed not to have heard their words, his face was buried in his crossed arms, his body was trembling, but he didn't make any sound.

"Tsuramaru?" Jiu Jinpo looked at him, then turned to look at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, a little confused about the current situation: "He seems to be in pain."

"His depravity has deepened." Tsurumaru never moved, and his lips were pursed tightly, showing a bit of coldness: "After waking up, I remembered the crime I had committed and was tortured by pain, so I can no longer suppress the dark fall."

Jiu Jinpo hesitated: "You don't like him?"

"How could it be?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga laughed again, his eyes bent upwards, and he pushed him forward: "We are all companions, how could we hate each other, just seeing him in such pain and thinking of something bad .”

He winked at Jiujin Po: "Po, save poor Hasebe from the pain."

The author has something to say: due to the five ptsds, Po is now very wary of crane balls

However, it will still be taken advantage of (x)

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"[Cursed Back] It turns out that the predecessors are all bosses" by Liu Qinghuan

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◇Haru Watanabe had several boyfriends, but they all broke up without exception.

The first boyfriend, always wearing a suit, is said to be the boss of the aquatic company, young and promising.

It's a pity we broke up.

The second boyfriend also likes suits, vests, and top hats, a little short but beautiful.

It's a pity we broke up.

The third boyfriend, a white suit and a top hat, short black curly hair, looks like a gentleman.

It's a pity we broke up.

Later, Qing found out that the first term was Mafia, and the second term was also Mafia. The difference lies in the different organizations.

Later he found out that the third is the ghost king.

clear:……

I'm just an ordinary person!Why do you have such a bad eye for finding someone!

Everyone: What misunderstandings do you have about yourself?

...?Did not hear did not hear.

As a result, after dealing with the third term, the first and second terms made him fall into the field of Shura...

Sunny: I'm so hard :)

Fortunately, the current incumbent is the ceiling of combat power, that is, the 1.9-meter-long man with white hair and blue eyes has hit a bit and concealed his identity.

Incumbent: Huh?I don't blame you for hiding your identity.