Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

It was a light kiss, as gentle as a breeze.

It was just a simple kiss of lips, and as the two breathed together, the air seemed to be tinged with an ambiguous temperature.

Zhaohua raised his head obediently, his eyes were slightly closed, and his thick black eyelashes trembled unconsciously.

Such a gesture of giving and taking is extremely cute, and San Riyue was delighted, and leaned down again, and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly.

Zhaohua blushed, and chased after San Riyue straightened up.

The two kissed sticky for a while, and suddenly heard a rustling sound behind them—the little paper man in the bed woke up at some point, and was trying to crawl out of the bed.

After being interrupted like this, Zhaohua's overheated brain instantly calmed down a lot. He looked at Sanriyue's face. Fu Sangshen's face was as beautiful as ever, but his lips were unusually red, like the bright moon hanging high in the world. fireworks,

more touching.

Seeing that the little paper figurine was still struggling in the bed, he took advantage of San Riyue not paying attention, and quickly stole the last kiss, and then quickly withdrew from San Riyue's embrace, his face was full of red, and his eyes sparkled.

"Cough...I'm going to take a shower."

Before Sanriyue could respond, he rushed into the bathroom and closed the door.

It can be called a model of running after kissing.

Sanriyue laughed, it's too late to be shy now, but the master's shy look is also very cute.

And, should the host be reminded that he didn't bring a change of laundry?

San Riyue's conscience appeared for a second, but was soon pressed down by him.

Such a shy owner, if he finds that he has not taken his clothes after taking a shower, he will definitely resist his shyness and ask him for help in the end.

Thinking of such a scene, Sanriyue couldn't help but look forward to it.

His happy decision is to wait for the master to find out.

He rescued the little paper figurine from the heavy quilt, and when the little paper figurine hugged his hand gratefully, he stroked its belly intermittently, but his attention was always on the bathroom.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and then there was no movement, and the corners of San Riyue's mouth curled up.

At this moment, the little paper man in his hand suddenly moved, and the frivolous body was pulled out from under his hand, and floated towards the closet.

The little paper man got into the gap of the closet door and pushed the door open with both hands and feet. It stayed inside for a while, then floated out wearing a familiar pajamas.

The clothes completely covered its body, and the little paper figurine wobbled in the air. Although it couldn't see it, it floated to the door of the bathroom with great precision.

The moment it arrived, the bathroom door opened a crack, and a smooth hand stretched out from it, and quickly took the clothes in.

Witnessing the whole three-day moon: black question mark face.jpg

This deja vu shock reminded him of the night of the firework festival - he wanted to carry his master up to the roof, but the master quickly jumped up in front of him.

So, why did things always go differently than he thought?

When the little paper figurine finished the task and returned to him, hugging his fingers affectionately, Sanriyue stared at it delicately, fell silent for a moment, finally sighed, and continued to caress its belly .

When Zhaohua walked out the door, what he saw was such a harmonious scene.

He sighed, the relationship between Sanriyue and the little paper man is very good.

"Master, come to me."

Sanriyue said with a smile, the eyes imprinted with crescent moons are like the deep night sky.

Zhaohua approached step by step, and as the distance shortened, the air seemed to gradually become thicker, and every gaze was fatally attractive.

He sat down beside Sanriyue, reached out and put away the little paper figurine who was enjoying being caressed.

His hand touched Sanriyue's hand, and logically, his long and slender fingers got into the warm palm, and his fingers intertwined.

San Riyue brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, caressing his eyebrows and eyes.

"What happened when the master went out? I'm a little curious."

Before going out, he still looked like he was really unrequited love, but when he came back, he dared to confess to his face, and this attitude changed very abruptly.

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhaohua recalled the scene where he rushed up and confessed before, he turned his head away, and explained in a low voice: "Because I was reminded that Sanriyuedian is very attached to me, after thinking about it carefully, I suddenly understand what you mean gone."

"... I feel that I am too stupid. You didn't go out with me today. Are you disappointed because you haven't received a response for a long time? You can't help thinking like this."

"Obviously I have always admired you, but I dare not tell you because of concerns, but compared to you, those concerns are not important."

"I don't want to make you sad..."

Sanriyue raised his face, let those pure black eyes look directly into his own, he smiled softly, "I'm not sad."

"It's not that I haven't received a response. I have always seen clearly the master's intentions for me. I can feel every time your heart moves."

"It's the master. I thought I had made it very obvious. Didn't the master notice it before? Because I was too confused, I couldn't help but discuss it with Tsurumaru today."

"It won't happen in the future, I will accompany you wherever you go."

As if seeing Zhaohua's little disappointment, Sanriyue smiled and made a solemn promise, with intoxicating tenderness and tolerance in her eyes.

Zhaohua was startled, and then stretched his eyebrows, with a touching smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, "Well, I remember."

After resolving the misunderstanding, Sanriyue clenched Zhaohua's hand, and picked up a strand of silver hair with the other hand to play with her fingertips.

"Speaking of which, I'm still very confused about this matter, can the master answer it for me?"

"Why can't you see my feelings? Tsurumaru already knew."

Upon hearing this question, Zhaohua couldn't help but want to cover his face.

How would he tell Sanriyue, because the stereotype was too deep and he was misled.

Cough, forget it, since Sanriyue wants to know, so be ashamed if you lose face.

Zhaohua's eyes wandered for a moment, and he recounted to Sanriyue the materials he had memorized before coming to Honmaru.

The kind-hearted and understanding flower, the grandfather who loves sweaters and is afraid of the cold, and the big guy who does his own way, are all the labels of San Riyue.

Of course, there is also the one that misled him the most——

"It's okay to touch it? Come to me?"

Sanriyue subtly repeated Zhaohua's voice.

It is said that this is compiled by all the god judges, the daily quotations of Sanri Yue Zongjin.

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"So, you think the things I do are all out of nature?"

Every time he was deliberately ambiguous before, the master really felt that he was careless in his heart, right? !

"Well, I thought so before..."

Zhaohua nodded hesitantly, and quickly added, "But I actually noticed it later, but I didn't dare to think about it..."

Sanriyue decided to save her reputation, and she couldn't let the master think that he was a flirtatious monster.

"To say that is just connivance and love for the younger generation."

He emphatically emphasized the kindness. As a sword born in the Heian era, Sanriyue has a personality like a grandfather. Naturally, everyone looks like a grandson.

Literal grandson, without connotation.

He embraced Zhaohua's shoulders, brought him into his arms, and kissed the top of his hair lightly, his low and gentle voice sounded like a sigh, "I am, I will only do such things to you, Master."

"Yes, I understand."

Zhao Hua leaned on San Riyue's shoulder, careful not to let himself overwhelm his wound, "I only like you too, you are my San Riyue."

Even if they are both sword spirits, have the same appearance and past experience, but have different encounters, Fu Sangshen's personality will also have subtle differences.

This Zhensanriyue has the most unique experience, and it is the sword that he has already cared about before he realized it.

Their meeting was both a coincidence and an inevitability.

For each other, they are unique masters and unique crescent moons.

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The leaflets, ah no, the portraits have been sent out for two days, during which time Natsume received a lot of information feedback.

Unfortunately, they are all ineffective.

Because Natsume was going to school, Zhao Hua took Mikayue to confirm these news.

He really wanted to say to those monsters who tipped off the news, please take a good look at the portrait, please?

How does the crab monster who is used to picking up bones to arm himself look like the retrograde army? !

How come the bone girl looks exactly like the retrograde army? !

It's not that the ones with bone spurs are the retrograde army, okay?

How much work this added to him!

However, when the news came, he still had to go to see it. Zhaohua had to call out Tsurumaru, who was squatting at home, and divide the troops into two groups to improve efficiency.

As for why not split into three groups?

Don't ask, if you are a couple in love, you just want to be conjoined twins, even if you are a retrograde army, you can't separate them!

After busying around for two days, Zhaohua finally got the first good news, which had nothing to do with the retrograde army.

The purification of the crescent moon is complete.

Even in another world, the progress of the purification has never fallen, but now there is a problem-he has no way to hand it to Sankayue, and the hand can only be done in Honmaru.

Zhaohua had anticipated this day long before the purification was completed, so he made a quick decision.

"Let's go back to Honmaru first, and I will trouble Tsurumaru Palace to deal with the news during this period."

As he said this, he had completely forgotten that a few days ago, in order not to cause additional spatial fluctuations, he specially made a small paper man to deliver messages for him and Honmaru.

Tsurumaru didn't know what happened before, so he agreed.

But Sanriyue remembered Zhaohua's words that day, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"If we go back, it will increase the burden on the space. Is it okay?"

"It's no problem, it won't affect much once, your body is the most important thing."

Zhaohua said casually, looking at the bleeding wound on Sanriyue's body every day, he wished he could replace it with his own body.

Now Sanriyue finally got it, and he couldn't bear it for another day.

"Don't worry, even if something goes wrong, I can solve it."

Zhaohua has this self-confidence, and Sanriyue has no objection.

The moment they set foot on the passage, in a hotel, Zhang Jingsi held three pieces of paper and listened to his subordinates report their origins.

On the paper, it was the retrograde army drawn by Tsurumaru.

The author has something to say: Discovering that the retrograde army wants to tell Shizheng, Zhaohua: ...Frequently traveling through time and space will have an impact...Being excluded...BALABALA

After the three-day moon purification is completed, it needs to be handed in, Zhaohua: return to the main pill.

And, things never go as Sanriyue expected hhh