I am cursed by the strongest

As long as you say your wish, it will come true, no matter what kind of wish you want——

Can anyone really refuse such a temptation?

Even Xia Youjie was crazily moved at this moment.

"Jenny-chan, be happy!"

The young child was not even up to his waist, so he had to lift his head vigorously to see Xia Youjie's face.

Different-colored pupils are uncommon, and such "unusual" eyes may even become a reason to attack him, and they may even be regarded as ominous and killed if they are placed in an ignorant and backward place.

However, such eyes are as clear and pure as jewels.

"I'm... very happy right now." Xia Youjie rubbed his soft hair, and there was still a hint of astringency in his voice, but his tone was very gentle, "I'm not happy because I saw Zhijiang Disappeared!"

If he made a wish like this, what is the difference between him and the senior who was beaten into the hospital?

He will not become such a garbage existence!

"Hoohoo~" Wutiaozhi was so happy that his face swelled up a big circle, "Ni Jiang said, I'm super good! If you see me in a bad mood, you will be scared away!"

Probably "brother" is such a special and miraculous existence. Wutiao's proud and proud appearance is very similar to Wujo Satoru, but it is different from what Wujo Satoru showed, which is unpleasant. The soft and soft Wutiao is so cute and cute that Xia You Jie just wanted to hug him and rub his swollen little face.

"What are you talking about when you leave me?" Gojo Satoru, with a cheese stick in his mouth and a bunch of snacks in his hand, walked towards them with a stalking tone.

I really moved and wanted to take the cute Zhijiang back to my raised Xia Youjie, but for some reason, I felt a subtle guilty conscience, and it was by no means close to promising that "after becoming stronger than Gojo Satoru, I will push him to the ground." Rubbing "wish oh!

"I'm asking Jenny if I want to—"

Xia Youjie quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, and took the conversation away: "I'm asking Zhijiang if she wants to come to my dormitory to play Pokémon!"

Wujo Zhi blinked, eh, were they talking about this just now?

Speaking of Pokémon, Xia Youjie is proud: "I am a full-level full-level full picture book in every version!" Such a thing as a full picture book is related to the dignity of a Pokémon master!

"Oh?" Wutiao·Complete Picture Book·Internet Addiction Boy·Wu's inexplicable desire to win immediately came up, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Xia Youjie: "...Hey! I didn't invite you! Don't come to my room with an attitude more familiar than returning to your own dormitory!"

The omnipotent money making ability makes the construction of the college extremely fast. After the old dormitory building was destroyed, the newly built dormitory is not only equipped with water, electricity, air conditioning and furniture, but also equipped with TV, computer and Internet.

Gojo Satoru can quickly learn what to do, and he is very good at playing everything, but Gojo Zhi is very clumsy, or rather stubborn.

"Zhijiang, use all your strength! I don't know how to release water!" Xia Youjie focused on matching the Pokémon combination for battle.

Wujo Zhi sat in Wujo Wu's arms, with a serious expression on his face: "Jenny-chan, let the horse come here! I'm very strong!"

The winner in the order of drawing lots will play against Gojo Satoru, so Gojo Satoru only needs to eat potato chips in this round.

"Wu, be quiet!"

Xia Youjie was just saying it out of habit, but he didn't expect Gojo Satoru to really calm down. He was a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, because the battle started.

The opponent is Wujozhi. Although he said that he would never let go, Xia Youjie, who is extremely confident in his skills, believes that Wujozhi will definitely lose. However, Zhijiang is Wujo Wu's younger brother, and his game skills should not be much worse. Well……

"Child sauce, did you order the wrong one?"

Seeing the Pokémon sent by Wutiaozhi, Xia Youjie suddenly had self-doubt.

Although I have considered the possibility that Wujozhi is a small bronze, but anyway... Pikachu at level 21 and Fat Ding at level 35 are too outrageous!

"Hahahahahahaha——" Gojo Satoru laughed so loudly that the roof would collapse.

Wujozhi doesn’t have the desire to be “the strongest” to play any game, because he likes Pangding and Pikachu the most, so there are only Pangding and Pikachu in Wujozhi’s game consoles.

Fat Keding at 36 is not Fat Ding, so it doesn't work.

Raichu at level 22 is not Pikachu, so no.

The stubborn Wujoji only has a lot of Fat Keding and Pikachu.

"Come on, Fat Ding! You can do it!" Wutiao Zhi, who couldn't tell the difference between reality and games, games and animations, blushed, and shouted at Fat Ding, who had only a trace of blood left on the screen, "Fat Ding! I I have always believed in you! Stand up!"

If it is an animation, under the power of fetters and friendship, Pang Ding has exploded, but this is a game.

Xia You Full-level Complete Picture Book Jie: "..." Save me, save me, save me!He has used auxiliary skills for ten consecutive rounds, but the health bar is still only missing a layer of skin, what should I do!

Ruin the child's dream or something, don't do this kind of thing!

Xia Youjie, who begged for help with his eyes to no avail, became furious: "Wujo Wu! Your breathing is disturbing me!"

"Hahahahahahaha—" Gojo Satoru laughed even louder.

The turn-based game has too little room for water release. Although the last Wutiao Zhi relied on 3v1 and Xia Youjie's unlimited water release to grind away Xia Youjie's Lada, it was undoubtedly a fiasco.

Wujozhi, who was not particularly interested in the outcome, touched the three Pokémon on the screen and said softly: "You have worked hard and done a great job, Fatty, Pikachu, Fatty, and then rest well Let's go." Two fat guys who look the same, even have slightly different tone of voice, "Fatty" and "Fatty" are also different!

Terrible!Xia Youjie was so guilty that he wanted to beat Gojo Wu twice.

So, Xia Youjie, who was blessed with anger, crackled and crackled with the full-level fire-breathing dragon to kill Wu Wu's fire-breathing dragon.

"Die Gojo Satoru!!!"

"Hey, you completely think that the fire-breathing dragon is fighting me!"

Although Xia Youjie won the final victory, he didn't seem to have won—the errands that were a bet were taken away by Wujo Satoru on the pretext of a mission. Xia Youjie, who didn't want to live up to Wujo's childish expectations, took him to the supermarket together.

"Okay!" Wutiaozhi happily followed Xia Youjie to buy a lot of snacks.

"Children can't eat too many snacks." Although he said so, he still let Wujozhi fill up the shopping cart very connivingly.

Xia Youjie had a big bag hanging on each of his left and right hands, and there were still a bunch of ingredients that he had to hold in his arms, which looked very heavy.

Wutiaozhi asked for help, so Xia Youjie handed him a bag of ice cream: "Please, Zhichan."

Wujo Zhi nodded vigorously: "I will escort them home properly!"

Wutiao obediently walked back beside Xia Youjie, although he was only carrying a plastic bag containing eight popsicles and some dry ice, but seeing his serious expression, those who didn't know thought he was guarding the mushroom eggs password box.

Xia Youjie stared at him out of the corner of his eye, and was so cute by his serious look.

Gojo's childish appearance is too confusing. Although he knows that this is a "boy" born in the same year, the same month and the same day as Gojo Satoru, but looking at the short stature and immature face of the other party, Xia Youjie can't compare him with the "16-year-old boy". "connect together.

"Dad, I can't walk anymore! Hold me!" Walking in front of them was a father and son, a little boy who seemed to be only six or seven years old, acting like a baby beside his father.

"You're already a big kid, you're just walking for a while, just keep going!" Father was also carrying a big bag of things in his hand, which looked very heavy.

"But my feet hurt so much! Daddy hug me, daddy hug me!"

The boy's father couldn't stand the child's obsession, so he could only squat down helplessly. The victorious boy happily jumped on his father's back and made a V-shaped victory gesture happily.

Xia Youjie saw five envious eyes from the corner of his eye, and said casually: "Mr. Ye Moth said that my foundation is relatively poor, and I need to practice more weight training recently. Can Zhijiang help me? For example, I carried something on my back."

Wu Tiaozhi's eyes lit up, but seeing Xia Youjie was carrying a huge bag in his hand, he shook his head again: "I'm not tired at all, I can still carry two more bags!"

Xia Youjie was so moved by his sensibility, he poured the bag in his left hand to his right hand, and Xia Youjie stretched out his empty right hand to Wutiaozhi's eyes: "Then hold my hand."

Wutiaozhi looked up at Xia Youjie several times, but finally couldn't resist the temptation.

Xia Youjie's hands are very big, he is only a little shorter than Gojo Wu, and his hands are only a little smaller.

Just to hold his index finger, the five children need to hold it with the whole hand. The soft and delicate palm wraps the index finger completely, soft and light, like the feathers of a baby bird.

Xia Youjie's footsteps stopped, this was the first time he was held by such a young child, the soft little hand seemed to have no bones, and the fragility of tofu made Xia Youjie even dare not hold it back forcefully.

Wutiaozhi glanced at Xia Youjie cautiously, and smiled a little happily as he didn't seem to reject him, and his steps became more brisk.

Xia Youjie could feel the small and soft hand being so cautious, holding it weakly and not daring to use force.

Xia Youjie moved his fingers, held him tightly, and continued walking forward while holding his hand.

Wutiao Zhi jumped up and down happily, with a small arc, but Xia Youjie noticed it immediately.

From a long time ago—how early Wutiaozhi can’t remember exactly, Wutiaozhi could feel that he was not expected.

Except Gojo Satoru, no one is looking forward to his birth, no one is looking forward to his future, no one is looking forward to his growing up.

But Wutiaozhi was not sad at all.His happiness started from being born as "Gojo Satoru's younger brother", being born as "Gojo Satoru", happiness +9999999999, growing up with Gojo Satoru +999999999, being loved by Gojo Satoru +99999999999999999... making new friends +99999... Met Xia Youjie +99999...

In the easy-to-satisfy Gojo naive world, life is a simple addition and subtraction.

Just remember the taste of happiness!

Being held by Wu Tiaozhi's fingers in attachment, Xia Youjie was both happy and a little inexplicably shy.

"Child sauce, which one do you like better, mango or vanilla?" Xia Youjie deliberately found a topic to divert his attention.

Wujo Zhi thought for a while, and replied loudly: "I like them all! But I like Jenny-chan more!"

"..." Xia Youjie was struck in the heart by his blunt sweet words. If he could see digitization, there must be a bloody red number -99999999-999999999-9999999999 on his head right now.

"What about 'Jenny Sauce' and 'Ni Sauce'?" A white head suddenly appeared in front of him, with a very resentful tone and those funny round sunglasses, it always felt full of a strong resentment.

"Ni sauce!"

Xia Youjie's complacent enjoyment hadn't lasted long, Wutiao Zhi let go of his hand without hesitation, and rushed towards Wutiao Wu like a small cannonball.

And Gojo Satoru squatted down skillfully as if he had rehearsed millions of times, opened his hand towards Gojo Zhi, and then hugged the soft and young child tightly.

Wutiao Zhi hugged Wutiao Wu's neck, his face was full of surprise and attachment: "Ni Jiang, you are back!"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his head against Wuzhi's neck, and made a pitiful voice on purpose: "Zhichan, I miss you so much~ Without Zhichan, I would almost wither and die~"

The pretentious crying was exaggerated to death, and the pretentiously cute clip sound made Xia Youjie get goosebumps all over the floor.

So fake!What an exaggeration!Is it necessary? Is it necessary? !They were still together even an hour ago, but they were only separated by an hour!

This commercial street couldn't hold Xia Youjie's complaints. One moment, he was wrapped in soft and warm palms, and the next second, there was nothing left.

However, the victor, Gojo Satoru, wanted to stir up trouble and add insult to injury: "Jie, stop your jealous face, too distorted facial features will scare Zhichan!"

Xia Youjie: "..." Die with the white-haired bastard!