I am cursed by the strongest

When Wujo Wujo was playing games, Wujozhi dug out the wrapping paper and bow tie he bought.

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Nichan——help, help me, the monster is going to take me away!"

Mao Maochong wriggled to the side of Gojo Satoru's legs with difficulty. Gojo Satoru was in a PK with a gamer named "Not Strange Liu Hai". There were fleshy marks on his body.

"Wait a minute, Princess Zhichan, I'll defeat the dragon to save you right away!" Gojo Satoru showed an extreme operation, holding the handle crackling like pressing randomly, but the server's 99-game winning streak on the screen was already number one The little trumpet, which was beaten to the point of being bloodshot and 10 levels lower than the opponent, had no mana, but Gojo Satoru took it away with a level A.

-1.

A shallow injury protruded from the opponent's head, and the screen went dark.

"Ah! Whose kitten is this? How could there be a kitten on my lap?" Gojo Satoru threw the handle, and didn't have the first time to untie the ribbon on Wutiaozhi's body. Under the background music of the bgm, Gojo Satoru ignored the first screen message sent by the previous server, and lowered his head to suck Wutiao's immature face hard.

"Demon, monster! Ni-chan is a big monster!"

"Ah, it turned out to be my kitten~" Gojo Gojo finished sucking his face, and went to rua his fluffy hair, "So there will be such a cute kitty~"

Wutiaozhi's eyes widened, his hands were too tightly bound and he couldn't move, so he kicked him: "Idiot Wu-chan, idiot Ni-chan!"

"Okay, okay~" Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with the gift that was delivered to him, but he was afraid that he would really make him angry, so he quickly untied the rope wrapped around his body.

Finally rescued from a pile of ribbons, Wujo Zhi fell into Wujo Satoru's arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gojo Satoru fiddled with him lying on his stomach.The little thing on the lap asked curiously: "Zhichan, why did you suddenly think of playing with ribbons, could it be..."

He pretended to be surprised and opened his eyes wide and covered his mouth: "So Zhichan is really a kitten?! Because I really couldn't bear the temptation of the thread ball, so I exposed my true identity?!"

Wutiaozhi looked up at him, and said two words slowly but clearly: "Stupid!" Then he turned his head and turned the back of his round head to him angrily.

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"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was not good, just forgive me~" Gojo Satoru also forgot that he didn't do a good job of comforting him after teasing him.

The soft face rubbed against him a few times, and Wujo Wu looked at him with pitiful eyes, and Wujo forgave him childishly.

"Okay, then you have to promise, you can't do this next time."

"I promise!" It will be the same next time!

The two brothers who had reunited were sticking together again, Wujo Wu picked up a ribbon and asked him, "Zhichan, why are you digging out these things?"

Wutiaozhi likes to buy some small things that look fancy but are actually useless. These colorful ribbons are things that Wutiaozhi will like at first glance.Although I don't know what to buy it for, but it may be used sometime!

Even if you don't need it, it's a credit to making Zhijiang happy for a while!

Gojo Satoru, who is very used to his younger brother, thought so.

"Gift..." Gojoji said a little embarrassedly, "It's a Christmas present."

After Wujo Zhi finished speaking shyly, when he looked up, he saw Wujo Satoru whose eyes had turned into poached eggs.

"Ni, what's wrong with you, Ni-chan?! Is it a monster?! Has a monster appeared?!" He bared his small teeth that weren't scary, raised his claws that didn't hurt, and looked around the room vigilantly. look.

"It's okay, I'm just too touched." Gojo Satoru hugged Gojo Zhi and said, "It's really hard for you to make me a Christmas present, Zhichan."

How could there be such a cute Oududou!He announced that he was going to set up [The World's Most Cutest Zhichan Day], and all the creatures all over the world praised Zhichan's cuteness!

Although the first step of the preparations was overturned, Wujo Zhi firmly believed that he could do this well: "For Ni-chan and everyone, this is nothing!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" Gojo Satoru seemed to have mastered some incredible face-changing skills, put away his tearful eyes, and asked solemnly, "Wait, Zhichan, what does 'with everyone' mean? "

Wujo Zhi blinked, as if he was admiring Wujo Wu's stunt: "It's everyone!"

"Grandpa Patriarch, Grandpa Elder, everyone in the Wujo family, and Brother Kener and the others. Let's celebrate Christmas together!"

Wujo realized it, and nodded in understanding: "I see!"

He stood up as if nothing had happened, and said to Wutiaozhi, "I'll go out first."

The five juvenile ducks left by one person sat with their heads tilted, looking dazed and pitiful: "Huh? Where is Ni-chan going? Aren't you with me?"

"It's all for our Christmas!" Gojo Satoru looked at him lovingly, as if he didn't feel how sickly his expression was.

our christmas.

our.

Me and yours!

A member of the Wutiao family?What is that!Matsuda Zhenping?Hagiwara Kenji?Date Air?Zhu Fu Jingguang?

All to die to die to die to die!

All those who dare to lure-Qiuzhijiang will die!

"boom--"

"Boom boom-"

"Wait! Master Wu! What's wrong with you?! Why did you suddenly lose your temper?! Master Wu——"

Amidst the chaotic explosion, Wujo Zhi pushed the door and went out, staring at Wujo Wu disapprovingly: "Ni-chan, what are you doing!"

Because the branch family was blown up into ruins by Gojo Satoru, Gojo Zhi packed up his baby wrapping paper and ribbons, sighed like a little adult, and got on the car back to his home.

"Hmph!" Gojo Satoru turned his face away to look out the window in displeasure, with "I'm super angry" written all over his body!

From the corner of the eye, Wujo Zhi was still arranging his ribbons so as not to coax him, Wujo Satoru snorted heavily again, this time because of too much force, the road was accidentally shattered, and it was still where the driver used to be in Qiu Mingshan. After training, he turned left and drifted right before the whole road split open and fled to a safe place.

Wutiao Zhi stared at him for a while, and then "ah~~~" fell softly, like a slow-motion replay, and the voice became long: "ah~~~ Ni-chan, I fell ~"

Gojo Satoru dismissed his flattery: "You're not walking, how could you suddenly fall down!" Although he was disgusted, his body leaned over honestly to serve him as a pad.

Wutiao Zhi leaned her head on his shoulder, opened her big eyes and looked at him cautiously: "Ni Jiang, are you angry?"

Wujo Wujo said coolly: "Which eye of yours saw it!"

"I see with both eyes!"

Gojo Satoru became a little annoyed: "I don't have one!"

"It doesn't matter if you have it." Wutiaozhi got up, leaned up and kissed him three times on the face "bobobobo", each time he made a loud voice, "Nijiang is a child, even if he is showing his temper It's normal!"

Three, three times!Twice more than Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji's one!That's more than two hits combined by Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji!

He, he is the winner!

"But after Ni-chan loses his temper, come and help me~" Wutiaozhi leaned into his ear and he whispered, "I want to give Ni-chan a gift first!"

Number one! ! !

really!I am Ji-chan's favorite Oni-chan!

"Who is a child! I'm not angry! I'm not losing my temper!" The mature and rational Gojo Satoru raised his chin, "Since Zhichan has asked me so much, then okay! I will fulfill Zhichan's wish !"

"So handsome!" Wu Tiaozhi put his arms around his neck, praised him with sparkling eyes, "Ni Jiang is so reliable and handsome!"

"Hmm~" Gojo Satoru's tail was going to go up into the sky!

Wutiaozhi is very clumsy, the long ribbon needs to be measured to length before cutting, he cut one, Wutiaowu has already cut ten.

The wrapping paper needs to be cut according to the size of the box. He has no experience for the first time. Although he has used the box for a long time, he forgot to leave a part of the gap. In the end, he couldn’t wrap it at all. Paste it on.

But even so, a small gap remained.

Narrow, only about two or three millimeters, but very unsightly.

Wutiaozhi hugged her gift box and sniffled.

No, it's okay!

When you tie a ribbon and tie a bow, it will definitely become a gift box like Hani-chan!Do not worry about it!It's just that he missed one step!

"Zhijiang? Are you listening to me? This utility knife is very sharp, you have to be careful not to cut your hand!"

"Yeah." Wutiaozhi nodded indiscriminately, a little anxiously.

Gojo Satoru has already made many exquisite and beautiful gift boxes.The wrapping paper printed with snowflakes, bells and stars is cute and playful, and the ribbons of the same color are neatly tied into a bow, which looks very beautiful, like a work of art.

But what about Wujozhi?He couldn't even tie a ribbon well.

First arrange the two ribbons in a cross shape, then place the box at the intersection in the middle, then pull the ribbon to the top, twist it, and then you can tie a bow.

Wutiaozhi has watched the tutorial many times, and watched Wutiao Wu's demonstration many times, and confidently said that he will know it!But when it was his turn to do it—

what's coming?

"Zhijiang, where are the other ribbons?"

Wujo Zhi: "!!!" He heard the words and looked, and Wujo Wu's side was already full of boxes!And he didn't even have one.

"Zhijiang?" Wutiao Wu felt that Wutiaozhi was a little abnormally quiet, "Is there something uncomfortable? Or is it stuck somewhere?"

Wu Tiaozhi swooped and blocked the box tightly: "No, no!"

He was so nervous that he stuttered: "I'm just admiring its beauty! Then there's the design..." The more he said, the more he felt guilty.The good boy has never lied, and his tongue is almost tied when he stutters.

"That's it...then I'll go and get the ribbon myself." Gojo Wujo said understandingly, "Zhi-chan, please do your best."

As soon as Wutiao Wu left, Wutiaozhi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but after letting out that breath, he frowned his thin eyebrows in great distress.

so ugly.

Even if you have a filter for your own craftsmanship, you can't say "good-looking" to this ugly box.

Originally pasted with crooked floral paper, there was a trace of pink on the red-bottomed wrapping paper. The wrapping paper and the paper box had completely different surfaces that were abrupt and ugly.

He couldn't tie the bow very well, it was so loose it seemed to come loose with a single blow.The gift box, which was not considered pretty at first, was crushed by him, making it look even more catastrophic.

Wutiao Zhi didn't give up for the time being, he was able to pick the edge of the box carefully, pinch it left and right, it seemed that he was trying hard to make it return to its original shape, but failed.

"Hiss—" Accidentally, he tore through the wrapping paper.

"Hmm..." Wutiao Zhi resisted the urge to let weak tears escape from his eyes, but it was in vain, "Woo——"

He cried like the pudding he had saved for a year was found to be stolen and eaten.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, it's just a box." Gojo Satoru appeared behind him at some point, lining his back, "Can I make another one with you, please? Anyway, there are still materials. a lot of."

It's okay if Wutiao Wu doesn't show up, but once Wutiao Wu appears, Wutiao's grievances and tears will multiply: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

He was sobbing, crying pitifully, his eyes were red, the corners of his eyes were red, his face was red, and the tip of his nose was also red.

Tears rolled down, but there were more and more in the eyes: "I don't know anything, I'm so stupid oh woo woo woo..."

Wujo Satoru regretted it a little bit, he knew not to let Zhichan, who was competing with him, be too cute, so he didn't let it go.

"No, Zhichan is very smart. It's just that Zhichan's advantage is not in handicrafts. It's just like Nichan is not good at certain aspects."

"Really, really?" Wu Tiao raised his little head twitching, his golden and red pupils seemed to have turned into rabbit-like red eyes, and his nasal voice was soft, "Then, Who is Nani sauce hard on?"

Gojo Satoru was about to speak, but stopped.

Yes, what aspect is he not good at? emmmmm...

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and tried to use the enumeration method to give an example.

game?But he is the god of games who can play all routes in Otome and Harem Raiders!

manual?No no no, pass pass pass!It will stimulate Zhijiang!

housework?Although Qiu Ye is still around to take care of them, but since he was three years old, he has not needed Qiu Ye's service.

Work?Although he is only eight years old, his business ability is already stronger than that of the 48-year-old Patriarch!

leadership?It seems that the five houses are all his shaking-M...

……

"Ni Jiang?" Wutiao Zhi still looked at him expectantly.

hateful!As an elder brother whom his younger brother adores, how could he be stumped by this kind of thing!

"It's the fate of small animals!" Gojo Satoru gave an example, "No matter where the cats and dogs are, they like to get close to Zhichan, right? No matter which small animal sees me first, it will definitely get close to me in the end Childish!"

"This is where Zhichan is much better than me!"

Gojo Satoru spoke very passionately.However, Wujo Zhi just listened dully: "Huh? Is it like this?"

Gojo Satoru nodded vigorously, absolutely sure: "Zhi-chan, don't underestimate this!"

Gojo Satoru didn't know what he thought of again, and suddenly said with a painful face: "Damn it! Zhichan is so much better than me in being popular with kittens! I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous! It hurts~~~ My heart filled with jealousy suddenly became so painful! Ah! My heart--" He said, and slowly fell down with a distorted expression.

Wu Tiaozhi, who was easy to deceive, fell into his trap without any accidents, and rushed towards him nervously: "Ni Jiang, is it all right? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Gojo Satoru struggled to open his eyes, and said weakly to Gojo Zhi: "Zhi-chan, it hurts so much, my heart... hurts..." As he spoke, he looked weak again as if he was about to faint.

"Ni-chan! Ni-chan! Don't die, Ni-chan! Come here, Ni-chan!" The dark mantra surged in the room, as if he was about to break free from the cage in the next second.

"Massage..." Gojo Gojo opened his eyes like a corpse, held his little hand and put it on his heart, "Help me rub my cramped heart, and then give me a kiss from Zhichan, I'll be fine la~"

Wutiao Zhi: "... Ni-chan, liars will go to hell and have their tongues pulled out after death."

Gojo Satoru: "Oh, has Ai been seen through?"

Wutiao Zhi was speechless: "I'm not a child who doesn't understand anything, so I'm not so easy to deceive!"

Obviously cheated!

Although he is very aware of this, Wujo Zhi still stubbornly refuses to admit it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a warm touch on his face, Wutiao Zhi was startled, and then realized what it was.

Wujo Wu's bright smile was reflected in Wujo Zhi's eyes and engraved into his soul.

"For me, all of Zhijiang's strengths." He picked up five juvenile hands, small, soft, milky fingers with fleshy dimples unique to children.

"Let me do the things that Zhichan can't do, I am Zhichan's 'Oni-chan'! We are twins, Zhichan is me, I am Zhichan, we are one, Juvenile sauce."

He lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against him, looking deeply into his eyes with bright blue eyes: "I am very happy to be needed by Zhichan. I always feel... the meaning of my existence has been realized .”

Wutiaozhi looked at him blankly, then cried.

The mantra, as warm as a hot spring, poured from Gojo Satoru's side to his side continuously, and strange and familiar feelings ran around in his soul.

Can't understand, can't digest, can only let them run around.

But, but...

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow?

I want to grow up with you as a younger brother, I want to be protected by you, and I also want...to stand by your side.

But ah, but ah...

My time has been paused, and the button to flow again has been grayed out.

Wutiao Zhi hugged Wutiao Wu, those thoughts, all turned into ignorant emotions, were pulled into a deeper and darker abyss by the black mist.

After crying, Wujozhi was a little embarrassed, and hid in Wujo Wu's arms shyly, not wanting to come out.

"Ni Jiang," he said in a novel, "can you make another one for me? Although it's a gift I wanted to give you, it seems a little bit ugly. Anyway, you just said—"

"Zhijiang, you have to do your own thing! Believe in yourself! You can definitely make the world's most gorgeous and exquisite gift box! Believe in yourself!" Gojo Satoru refused to accept that his own gift box was actually made by himself!

His gift, even if it is a ribbon, must be cut by Wu Tiaozhi himself with scissors!

"No." Wutiaozhi, who had already accepted that he was a handicapped party, turned his head simply, "Ni-chan, help me!"

Gojo Satoru sat down without dignity: "Please, Zhichan Ameng, I really want a gift box made by you, no matter what, make me one!"

Wutiaozhi: "..."

In the end, under the rescue and guidance of Gojo Satoru, Wujo Zhi made a crooked eyebrow gift box with an unexpected sense of design!

Gojo Satoru can't wait for Christmas, and has already run to show off to the world!

There is an old man, he will wear a red soft hat with a white fur ball on the tip of the tail, wear red clothes trimmed with white velvet, and climb into the chimney of each child with a big bag on his back, and send them what they want. Gift.

He has silver hair and a thick white beard—

"Ni Jiang, I don't have a beard! What to do, what to do, what to do! It's time soon!" Wu Tiaozhi turned around anxiously.

Gojo Satoru, who already had a Christmas gift, yawned unhurriedly: "It doesn't matter, no, it's not Santa Claus, you are his disciple, you don't need to dress up exactly like him, there is a little difference to distinguish better out of you."

"Huh? Is that so?" Wujo Zhi was very easy to fool, seeing Wujo Wu nodding, he immediately cheered up!

Wutiaozhi's [Santa Claus] equipment is specially ordered by people.In winter in Kyoto and Japan, the temperature at night is not low, and it can even be called biting cold.

Although the mantra won't catch a cold, Gojo Satoru still asks people to make the clothes as warm as possible.

The brim, neckline, cuffs, and hem of the hat are all sewed with fluffy white velvet. The hat is big, and the collar is a little too big because of the fur. The small face is buried in the soft fur, making it look even smaller.

Wutiaozi was wearing small boots with a crooked waist, khaki leather boots and red-soled trousers. After putting on the shoes, Wutiaozhi habitually jumped on the ground twice, looking extremely cute.

"Ni-chan, just stay at home and wait for me to come back!" Wu Tiaozhi went out bouncing around with a big bag that fit Santa Claus on his back.

"How can I rest assured that you go out alone!" Gojo Satoru was lying on the bed one second, looking so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep at any time, and jumped up from the bed wearing neat clothes the next second.

In order to cooperate with Wujo Zhi, Wujo, who had been patrolled by conjurers 24 hours in the past, had fallen into a deep sleep early.

The whole Wutiao house was incredibly quiet, only the sound of Wutiao's little shoes crunching on the snow mountain.

Soon, Wujozhi came to the first house. This family has his "peer". The six-year-old child is very envious of the game console played by Wujo Wu, but his father is a very old-fashioned conservative. I'm sorry, and I look down on it, he thinks that children playing with this kind of thing are playthings, let alone touching it, they are not even allowed to look at it!

--What?Master Wu is also playing?Can that be the same? !Master Wu is the Son of God!Everything he does is for a reason!How can we mortals speculate at will!

Because Wutiao Wu is a teenager with Internet addiction, Wutiaozhi also knows these things very well, so he bought a family bucket directly, and the half-meter-high box almost couldn't fit it!

Because the second gift was about to be delivered soon, Wutiaozhi seemed a little excited, bouncing around the house several times, but immediately fell into depression again: "There is no chimney at all! How can I get in!"

The Japanese-style mansion is different from the small houses with chimneys in western fairy tales. The bedroom is the bedroom, the kitchen is the kitchen, and the Wujo house, which has been destroyed many times, has long used a full set of modern appliances. Who needs a chimney if you don't have an electric machine and a gas range?

"No, no!" Wutiao Zhi shook his head, "Ni Jiang said, I'm not rushing to be [Santa Claus]! I'm a disciple of Santa Claus! It's okay to be different!"

Wujozhi thought of climbing the window, but the position of the window was a bit high for his short stature. He jumped twice before he reached the edge of the window, and then... the soft child who lacked exercise did not rely on two arms to reach the edge of the window. The strength to support yourself.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Wujozhi worked so hard, even blushing, but his toes didn't seem to leave the ground at all.

qaq

Brave childish sauce, don't cry!

Wutiaozhi didn't cry, but the wind made her eyes hurt a little.

"It doesn't matter, I have other ways." Wutiao Zhi, who had worked hard for a long time and exhausted himself to no avail, leaned against the door to take a rest.

"Squeak—" But as soon as he leaned in, the door opened with force.

Wujo Zhi: "!!!"

Wutiaozhi: "Sure enough, I found a new way, haha! I'm super good!" Wutiaozhi laughed for a while, then stopped to catch his breath.

Game bucket, princess hair crown, chocolate waterfall, princess dress...

The big cloth bag produced by the all-powerful Kusuo Amen is like a dimensional pocket, light but can hold all the gifts.

"Next is... the gift from Second Brother Yan!" Wutiao's family is extremely big, and Wutiaozhi finally finished distributing the gifts. He was as tired as a puppy who just finished running in summer. He was wheezing and sticking out his tongue. Seeing who the next gift is going to be, Gojo Ji jumped up happily.

"First, go to Tokyo." Wujo Zhi remembered where Tokyo was, but how to get there made him worry.

Gojo Satoru took him there in a "swish", and he was there in a matter of closing and opening his eyes.Danny sauce has fallen asleep, it seems very pitiful to wake him up.

But the driver uncle drove them back from Tokyo, but it took a long, long, long time~!How did he take a taxi, and he also had money, but when he took a taxi to Tokyo, Brother Yan and the others really wouldn't have woken up?

Master said that Christmas gifts must be meaningful when children wake up in the morning and see them for the first time. —Santa Claus, I didn't say that.And not your master.

The distressed Gojoji was wondering whether to make Gojo Goku angry at getting up, or to bet on whether the big brothers would sleep in.

"Ha~~~ Zhichan, haven't you finished your work yet?" Gojo Satoru, whose hair was messed up, yawned, but he looked casually sleepy like a god descending.

"Ni Jiang! Hurry up! Help me!"

"what--"

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly jumped up from the bed, as if awakened suddenly by something, his pupils dilated, and his pale face was covered with cold sweat.

He gasped for several breaths, each breath seemed to go deep into his lungs, turn over the whole lungs, and then spit it out.

Relying on deep breaths to barely calm his beating heart, he glanced at the time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

After hesitating for a moment, he still got up.

The work intensity of continuous rotation is very high, but only such high-intensity work can make him fall into a deep sleep without dreams.

After sleeping all afternoon and then all night, after my tired body recovered, I started to have continuous nightmares again.

"Crack."

After finally resting, his body was exhausted by the nightmare, Zhu Fu Jingguang staggered out of bed, opened the door and was about to go to the kitchen to pour water, but suddenly kicked something.

He followed the soft touch and looked down——

An ostrich, Santa Claus, and thief (?) twisting his body, wearing a red hat and red clothes to pretend that he can't see it and that others can't see it, came into his eyes.

Memories of Cen's acquaintance flooded up, Zhu Fu Jingguang just asked tentatively: "Zhijiang?"

"No, it's not Zhijiang! Yes, it's Santa's disciple!" The little thing retorted in a panic, stammering words that no one would believe.

"I, I am a disciple of Santa Claus! I am a reserve member of Santa Claus!" The little Santa Claus seemed to be very anxious to prove himself, and half of his body got into the sack-colored cotton sack, leaving only his short body. The short legs are bouncing outside.

The feet in the small leather boots are very small, so the shoes are also small, with messy laces tied on the soft leather surface, which undoubtedly reveals the clumsy and confused character.

"Here!" Because it was the last gift, Wutiaozhi had a hard time finding such a big bag, but fortunately he was capable and lucky, and he found the gift without disgrace.

Turning around in the cloth bag, the hat was tilted to one side, and the silver hair was blown up everywhere by the static electricity. He was like a kitten who was entangled in wool but was engrossed in playing. With his head tilted and his big wet eyes open, he looked at it ignorantly.

"Pfft." The gloomy and bad mood that weighed on his heart like a stone seemed to dissipate at this moment.

"Zhijiang, a child can't come out alone at this late hour!" Zhu Fu Jingguang squatted down seriously, looked him in the eyes and said seriously.

Although I don't know how this person found his home and how he got in, but compared to this kind of child, it is obvious that this child's safety awareness needs education more!

"It's not Zhichan!" Wujo Zhi said anxiously, "It's 'Santa's Disciple', I'm participating in the 'Santa's Disciple' practice competition, please have a correct attitude!"

Wutiao Zhi, who accidentally brainwashed himself, took the small gift box behind his back and said seriously: "Although you should lie on the bed now, and after I put the gift in your socks, You wake up again!"

Wutiao Zhi pushed him: "Hurry up, hurry up, you go to bed, I'm going to give you a gift!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "..."

Although it was very nonsense, seeing the serious expression of the child, Zhu Fu Jingguang still cooperated and obediently did it.

The children of Wutiao's family put socks on the bedside because they were told by adults, but the three adults didn't have them.

But this is not difficult for Wutiaozhi!He found the socks from the closets of Brother Yan and BOSS!

The sober Zhu Fu Jingguang avoided the anguish of having to face the Syria-style wardrobe when he got up in the morning. He efficiently arranged his socks, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.Then a rustling sound was heard.

The gift is not too small to fit into a sock, but it doesn't matter, he is not Santa Claus, he is just a disciple of Santa Claus!

Putting the presents on the socks, Wutiaozhi turned around happily, then threw herself on Zhu Fu Jingguang's body, and whispered in his ear: "You should wake up! Take a look at your presents!" !"

Zhu Fu Jingguang rubbed his head before sitting up with him in his arms: "Zhijiang, what's inside?"

Wujo Zhi shook his head: "The gift recipients have to see for themselves!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang carefully pulled the bow away, put away the wrapping paper, and then opened the gift box.

It is an hourglass, with a black metal frame, and there seem to be many strange characters engraved on it. In the transparent glass, there are thin silver sands, but it is different from ordinary hourglasses. Although the sand shakes around, there is no sand leaking down .

Wutiaozhi told him: "This is a magic tool for absorbing nightmares. As long as you put it in the room, you won't have nightmares anymore! But be careful, the sand will turn black and fall after all the sand is drained. Finally, you must find a magician to exorcise it! Otherwise, the magic spirit will be attracted."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled, thinking that Wu Tiaozhi had believed the marketing in his family, although he didn't think it would have any effect on his nightmare, but——

"Thank you Zhichan, I like it very much!"

"You're welcome!" Wutiao Zhi blushed with joy, "I'm Santa's apprentice!"

"Goo~"

A small noise of grunts broke the warm atmosphere.

Zhu Fu Jingguang touched his stomach with a funny face: "Let's go, in order to thank 'Santa's disciple', let me get you something to eat. Do you like strawberry sandwiches? Where's the pudding? Where's the milk?"

"like it all!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang took Wu Tiaozhi to the kitchen, and asked why he appeared here while feeding him.

"Because I am 'Santa's disciple'! There is a magical spell of 'the door will open to me soon'!"

The childish and innocent answer was cute, but Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't laugh.

"Zhijiang, the outside world is not as simple as you imagined. Children can't come out alone at such a late hour."

"Children, are you full?"

A strange voice made Zhu Fu Jingguang stand up in shock. Although the voice was just a child, how could it appear in his home? !And he never found out.

"Immediately, immediately!" The urged Wutiao Zhi anxiously ate the last mouthful of pudding and finished the strawberry milk, and then said to Wujou with a mouthful of milk stains, "Okay, okay, Ni-chan, I'm good!" Already!"

"Boom!" He was obviously eating strawberry sandwiches made by others, but his subordinates didn't show any mercy.

The amnestic stick borrowed from Saiki Kusuo hit him mercilessly on the back of the head, and Gojo Satoru teleported away from here with Gojo Satoru before he could react in the blink of an eye.

——"Santa Claus not only has many disciples, but also organizes disciples to compete to see who can send more gifts quickly! But the disciple who gave me gifts is a clumsy little fool. Although clumsy, but super Cute, like—" Zhu Fu Jingguang had a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, "It's as cute as Zhijiang."

Unfortunately, since that encounter in the park, they have never seen each other again.

Although Tokyo and Kyoto are not far apart, afterward, Zhu Fu Jingguang and Jiang Gu Ling were sent to the black organization as undercover agents.

Even if there was a possibility of meeting him, Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't dare to approach him at all.

"Zhijiang?" Jiang Guling remembered, "ah, it's the kid who can't even forget the battle. I remember, his name is Wutiaozhi, right?"

Five...Family...

Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly found that his childish expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Zero, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just... suddenly I feel that this name is quite popular..." Jiang Gu Ling suddenly asked a question, "Jing, do you think that in a family, children who are ten years apart will be given the same name?