pure love tyrant

Fuhei House, seven o'clock in the evening.

"I'm done eating!" x3

Putting their respective plates in the sink, the children of the Fuhei family ran upstairs quickly.

The current business of "Spiritual Communication" is developing well, and troubled people come to ask for help every now and then.

Of course, there are some truths and some falsehoods, but excluding those false information, the situation of the curse spirit shows an upward trend as the weather gets hotter.

With more business, the previous collective dispatch is not suitable. Based on the situation of these missions, Maki and Hui found that most of the curse spirits are very low-level, and they can exorcise them alone without any problem.

Therefore, the three little guys planned to act separately next time. As for how to divide the task, that was what they wanted to discuss.

kitchen.

Fuhei and his wife were washing the sink, one washing and the other mopping.

It turned out that the two of them took turns to do the housework of washing dishes.

But ever since I found out that most of the dishes that Da Shier had washed were not clean, I decided to wash the dishes with him in the future.

When telling Shi Er about this decision, Xun Huan thought of a lot of excuses, but he didn't expect the man to agree right away.

Xun was a little strange, why Shier, who never liked doing housework, agreed so readily this time.

Shi Er's answer to this is that as long as he is with Xun, he can do anything.

Then, washing dishes every day became a common chore for the couple.

Xun handed a washed plate to the man beside him: "Mr. Shi Er."

Shi Er didn't bother to wipe it with a dry cloth, so he squeezed the plate and shook it vigorously twice, dried it manually, and then put it in the cabinet: "Huh?"

Xun smiled and said: "It feels like the children have grown up all of a sudden, and they all have their own little secrets."

The three children gathered together and muttered together when they had nothing to do, and sometimes they even wrote out the content in the notebook. The seriousness was a hundred times more serious than their review before the exam.

Shi Er raised his eyebrows and asked, "Want to know?" His excellent hearing has no problem hearing the secrets of the little ones.

Xun replied: "No, I'm glad they found a thing of interest."

Just like she likes to travel, Mr. Shier likes to gamble and play games. Everyone must have their own hobbies, so that life will not be so boring.

Wiping his hands, Xun took off his apron and hung it up: "By the way, Mr. Shier, I will go out for a while."

Putting the rest of the dishes back into the cupboard one by one, the man asked casually, "Why?"

Xun tidied up his dress, took his coat and walked towards the entrance: "Send Mr. Wujo from another world home."

Shi Er suddenly turned his head: "I'll go with you!"

It was the end of spring and early summer at this time, and the evening wind was a little warmer. After walking for a while, I felt a little hot, so I took off my outer coat.

A large hand reached over and took away the coat that was draped over his arm.

Xun turned his head and watched Shi Er stuff the clothes into Ugly Treasure's belly.In her eyes, Shier was like losing his clothes out of thin air.

Xun laughed and said, "Every time I watch it, I feel miraculous. Mr. Shier is like a magician!"

The hand she freed was held by Shier in the palm of her hand—the kind of grip where the whole hand was wrapped in the man's big palm.

"It's not as good as you, Mrs. Fuhei."

Shi Er replied with a smile.

The person with the unique time-traveling ability is his wife. Thinking of this, the man will be terrified.

but--

Shi Er is not happy when his wife's ability is used on other people.

"Xun, why did you bring that six-eyed man to this world?" Thinking of Xun's delivery, the man's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy.

"Mr. Wutiao's friend is gone. Our timeline is earlier than his. Therefore, Mr. Wutiao wants to come here to visit his friends."

Xun still remembers that when the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru said this, his expression was very peaceful, as if he had let go of his friend's death, but Xun still felt the sadness of the young man after he calmed down.

Must be his very good friend.

Xun smiled and explained: "It's not a big deal, so I agreed. Besides, Mr. Wutiao has taken care of Xiaohui over there for nine years. If I don't help with this little favor, I will feel a little sorry."

Shi Er paused.

He remembered that Xun once said that when it came to taking people to another world, she only took him and the three little ghosts.But now, she would agree to take Wujo Wu across time, entirely because of the relationship between "Hui" and Wujo Wu.

Emotions surged in his heart, and after a long time, Shi Er said sullenly: "Why don't you just take that kid over."

Anyway, one cub is raised, but two cubs are raised as usual.

Xun smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Shier, you know it's impossible. Xiaohui also has a sister who is unconscious."

She took Shi'er to the snack bar by the side of the road, bought a bunch of iron plate squid, blew on the hot air, took a bite, and then handed it to the man's mouth.

"If there is a chance in the future, I hope that Mr. Shi Er can talk to the 'Shi Er' over there about Xiao Hui's problem."

Shi Er opened his mouth and tore off a piece, filling his cheeks: "Okay."

Let that guy take care of his son so that his wife doesn't have to worry about it.

Xun was amazed by the taste of the squid in his mouth, and looked at Shi Er with bright eyes: "This iron plate squid is delicious."

"Yeah." The man lowered his head again, and with Xun's hand, ahh, he took a big bite of the food on a bamboo stick, eating it vigorously.

The two ate this bunch together, then went back to the store with great interest, and bought two more skewers, one for Shi Er, and ate while walking.

Shi Er ate the squid skewers in his hand, thoughtfully: "It's not as delicious as before."

Xun looked up at him: "? I think the same."

Shi Er looked at the one in his hand, then at the one in Xun's hand, tilted his head and bit off the squid skewer in Xun's hand, chewed twice: "Well, it's the same now."

Xun had no choice but to exchange the squid skewers in the hands of the two, confused: "Both are made by one iron plate and one clerk, is there a difference?"

But the squid was exchanged, and the man still only ate the one in her hand: "It's different, it's not the same."

After eating what was in Xun's hand, he stuffed what was in his own hand into Xun's hand, and then continued to eat.

Looking at the man's operation, there is still something that I don't understand.

When he stretched his head over again, he jokingly said, "Mr. Shier, do you still want to feed him when he is so old?"

Shi Er licked the corners of his lips, pulled her into his arms, and pressed an oily kiss on the woman's cheek: "Because I don't have free hands."

"! Stop! Mr. Shier!"