The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

After Gojo Satoru's smile stopped, Xing glanced at him lightly, Gojo Satoru noticed her gaze, blinked at her, holding a soft pillow in his arms.

"Wu Jun, I want to remind you of one thing..."

"what?"

"You laugh too loudly and this room is not soundproof."

"Have you heard my brother-in-law?"

"I think so."

After getting an affirmative answer, Gojo Gojo put on a handsome face, "It's over, it's over, this time my image in my brother-in-law's heart is even worse." He buried his face in the soft pillow and wailed.

After a while, he didn't hear Xing's voice comforting him, Gojo Satoru raised his face again, only to realize that Xing had actually walked to the balcony, talking on the phone softly with someone, with gentle connivance in his eyes.

Grumbling, gurgling, Gojo Satoru's heart was full of unhappiness, why did he stay away from those energetic young people with luck, and someone called to disturb the two of them's alone time!

It's really disgusting, Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth unwillingly listening to Xing Jun who was gently spit out from his mouth.

"Who is it?" Gojo Satoru couldn't wait to ask when Xing came back after listening to the phone call, and then said very jumpily, "What you said just now is a lie to me, how can the sound insulation of such a wealthy villa not be good?" OK!"

"So..." Xing raised her eyebrows and looked at him. There didn't seem to be any smile on her face, which made her gentle amber eyes reflect a kind of coldness. Gojo Satoru couldn't help shrinking his head. Said in a declarative tone, "This does not prevent Jing Wu from thinking that you are a person with a bad personality."

"Does it matter? The person I want to spend my life with is you, not my brother-in-law." Wujo Wu stared at Xing's beautiful face, silently probing with a secret thought, but his face was completely full of The look of righteousness.

He has eyes as beautiful as sapphires, speaks unreasonable words in a sticky tone, and stares straight at him, as if he can be indulged in anything he says.

"Hmm..." Xing raised his eyelids, seemed indifferent to Wujou's words, just turned around and walked out the door, his voice reached Wujou's ears, "Then I and Wujou's thoughts are a bit opposite. , I value the thoughts of my family very much.”

"If it continues like this..." She put her hand on the doorknob and said softly, "It's not like breaking up... ah...!"

She let out a small exclamation from her mouth, the man had already rushed in front of her, pinched her waist and hugged him, leaning his back against the door, "Okay, I was just joking just now, Don't talk about breaking up."

He looked up at her, making an appearance of admitting his mistake.

Xing grabbed his fluffy hair, lowered his head to meet his beautiful sapphire-like eyes, and said helplessly, "Put me down first."

"You just promised to rest with me." His strong arms had already scooped her up close to her body, and a few steps came to the edge of the bed. The two of them fell on the big soft bed together, wrapping her in his arms , gently stroking the smooth skin of her back through the thin dress.

"Wu Jun just said that you are tired?" The soft white hair that fell down rubbed the sensitive skin behind the ear, Xing's body shrank back, avoiding Gojo Wu's moist kiss, and said in disapproval: " Don't you feel well, why don't you take a good rest?"

Maybe it was really a little tired, Gojo Satoru obediently stopped his messy hands on her body, just hugged her intimately, kissed Xing's soft black hair with fragrance, his tone was drawn out, and his tone of voice was lazy Yangyang said, "Yes, I'm injured, you have to stay and rest with me."

But you are not allowed to go out and flirt with those young people outside!

Of course, Xing knew that Wujo Wu was only a little tired because of the vegetable juice he drank, and he was a little tired after the spell was removed, and he was far from being injured, so he followed his words, "Wu Jun, don't think that I have forgotten you. A master healer in and of itself.”

After a few seconds, Xing heard the person next to the pillow snoring slightly, the fluffy silver hair was messed up on the soft pillow, and he didn't even open his eyes to look at her, just rubbed Xing's face, vaguely Say, "That's different..."

What's different?Looking at the sleeping face close at hand, Xing asked silently in his heart.

"It drives me crazy, but you make me feel at ease..." he said vaguely, and slowly fell asleep, not forgetting to hold the person in his arms tighter.

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"Is that guy alright?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows in surprise when he didn't expect Xing to get away from Gojo Satoru so soon.

"He, he's fine." Xing replied a little casually, "The main sequelae of vegetable juice..."

Hearing this, Keigo Atobe's expression became ugly, "Actually, a few idiots just saw that Yukimura and Gojo Satoru were fine after drinking it, but they drank vegetable juice during the punishment and foamed at the mouth on the spot I fainted, but fortunately we have a family doctor here."

"Xiaojing, you haven't had a drink, have you?"

"...I'm not that kind of idiot." Keigo Atobe pouted, not ashamed to say that he almost got hit by Fuji and Yukimura's aggressive tactics just now.

"Whoosh..."

Xing was talking to Keigo Atobe, when she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders, she looked sideways, and what caught her eyes was an orange head, he had a childish face, long eyelashes drooping when eyes were closed, and there was a slack from his mouth. There was a snoring sound like a small animal, and he slept soundly.

"Jiro?" Xing glanced at the orange head resting on his shoulder in surprise, then at Keigo Atobe, "Are you all right?"

"I played crazy with Marui just now, and now I fell asleep again." Keigo Atobe glanced at Yuki, "He is your favorite in the tennis club."

Xing looked at Keigo Atobe and laughed. In terms of love, how could she be as good as Keigo Atobe as a minister, but you can't say this in front of Xiaojing, otherwise you will be blown away.

"What's it like to sleep next to you..." Keigo Atobe seemed a little dissatisfied, mainly because he was worried that Xing's shoulders would go numb. After all, Jiro was already a grown man, and that weight was not light. "Huaji, Take Cilang back to the guest room to rest."

"Yes." Huadi came out from nowhere. Being much taller than his peers, he easily picked up the sleeping Cirou. Halfway through, Cilang opened his eyes and looked at Xing sleepily, " Luckily~sister~huhu~" But soon fell asleep again.

Watching Huachi carry him away, Xingcai turned around and heard Keigo Atobe say helplessly, "This guy is too immature."

Xing shrugged, poured himself half a glass of red wine, and took a sip.After a while, soothing music sounded in the hall, and under the gorgeous chandelier, the orchestra was already in place, "Is there still a dance?"

Atobe Keigo glanced at her angrily, "It's not for you."

Xing smiled more cheerfully than before, and looked around the hall, joking with Keigo Atobe and said: "The dance was arranged, why didn't I expect them to bring their girlfriends too!" There are far more young men than women on the field.

"Ah, my uncle said that he can bring his family, but if he didn't find a dance partner, he can only say that they are not up to date." Jingwu Atobe said proudly.

Xing shrugged casually, "In this case, men and men can also dance, anyway, everyone is so familiar..." Halfway through the conversation, Xing saw Fuji Shusuke walking towards her.

"Xing, would you mind having a dance with me? I hope my request doesn't require a duel with a certain gentleman." While speaking, he bent slightly and made an inviting gesture, like a qualified gentleman.

"My honor." Xing put his hand on his, and the moment the music sounded, the two slid to the dance floor together.

"That Mr. Wujo is not an ordinary person, is he?" In the soothing music, the two tacitly changed their dance steps and chatted in a low voice.

"Huh? Why would Fuji think so?" Xing asked.

"Intuitively, he doesn't look like an ordinary person..." Fuji laughed, and then added, "And it's no different after drinking vegetable juice."

"For so many years, Fuji-kun is the one who is immune to vegetable juice." Xing really couldn't help complaining.

Fuji smiled, and after a second or two, he put on a serious expression again, "Actually, there is one thing I want to ask Xing, it may be about supernatural abilities."

"What's the matter?" At this time, the music was over, and the two went to the corner to talk.

"I have a friend who recently encountered a strange thing. He recently moved to a new house, but after taking a shower and cleaning the bathroom every night, the bathroom floor will be different the next day. Dirty."

Speaking of this, Fujisuke sighed, "He originally wanted to move out, but he paid a year's rent at a time, even if he moved out early, the landlord would not return the original money to him, so he had to worry about it. Let’s stay here and find a solution.”

"I understand." After listening to Xing, he thought of a monster called Guta, which likes to sneak into people's houses in the middle of the night and lick the dirt in the bathroom, but every place it goes will become extremely dirty.

Thinking of this, Xing showed a relaxed smile, "It's not a difficult matter to solve. Give me your friend's address when the time comes, and I will come to solve it for him."

"That's really great," Seeing Xing Xing's confident look, he also laughed, and then the two chatted for a few minutes, and quickly finalized the next meeting.

After chatting with Fuji, Xing walked to the bar where Keigo Atobe was sitting. He turned his back to Xing, and was talking to the person opposite him. When he got closer, Xing realized that it was Yukimura sitting opposite Keigo.

He noticed Xing's arrival faster than Keigo Atobe, and tilted his head slightly. Under the orange light, his iris purple eyes were as gentle and quiet as a quiet ocean, "Xing, I haven't greeted you just now. , We meet again."

Xing walked over and clinked glasses with Yukimura, the corners of his lips curled up, "To our champion."

The two smiled at each other.

Keigo Atobe pursed his lips, wanting to say something, when suddenly he saw Gojo Satoru walking towards here, yawning in one hand and holding a suit jacket in the other, not far away, wearing a white shirt. Still wrinkled, looking like a fool.

Except for his figure and face, his whole body was useless.

The author has something to say: the lock seal has been changed [-] times, but it’s still not enough, just reproduce it asexually, and lie flat (.)