After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

Autumn goes to winter, and the second semester comes to an end in a blink of an eye.

After the winter solstice, the school will be on winter vacation within a few days, and people will start preparing for the coming New Year as soon as Christmas is gone.

The New Year is the most important festival of the year. Early in the morning, Haruno was called by Saotome Masako to help with the cleaning. She took down the decorations that were used to enhance the Christmas atmosphere, and then replaced them with New Year's decorations one by one.

Saotome Hiroma, who has been ordered not to go fishing at home these days, was also dragged out of bed early. When Haruzato came to the living room on the first floor after washing, he saw his father fastening his smock and wearing a mask, holding a broom in his hand Under the command of Masako's mother, she worked tirelessly to clean the blind corners of the ceiling and cabinets.

"Ah, Haruzato, you're awake." Saotome Masako wiped the glass with a rag, took off her mask when she saw Haruto going downstairs, and said cheerfully, "Your breakfast is on the dining table, get busy after eating, by the door I will leave it to you to clean up the house and the yard.”

Haruto glanced at the big broom leaning against the wall... well, he's used to it every year.

He grabbed his messy sleeping hair and nodded in agreement, his face was still sluggish, he was lying in bed the night before chatting with Gojo Satoru on his mobile phone until midnight before going to bed, the other party is now at Gojo Satoru's house in Kyoto He Zheng, who was preparing for the New Year, would only be able to come to Tokyo when school starts soon after the new year. Thinking that he would not be able to see each other for a long time, he let the other party pester him and chatted for a long time.

Fortunately, now that he is on vacation, he can lie in bed, which he wouldn't dare to do during normal school hours.

After finishing breakfast in a daze, I put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink. After washing, I washed my face with cold water to stay awake—was awake from the cold.

Putting on a thick coat, Qingli pushed open the somewhat awkward door, and the cold air poured into his collar, so cold that he folded back and tied a scarf around his neck to feel better.Holding a big broom in his hand that was no less long than his stature at the moment, he yawned against the cold wind and walked all the way to the yard covered with dead leaves outside the house, and began to sweep slowly.

There is a red maple tree planted in the yard, and it starts to shed its leaves one after another from the beginning of the month until the end of the month.I swept around the maple tree, and swept the fallen leaves blown in from the outside at night into the pile of dead leaves, and finally put them into garbage bags.

Kadomatsu has already been placed on both sides of the entrance of the gate, and after the house is thoroughly cleaned, Shimenawa will be hung on the door panel to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters.

Pound rice cakes in the afternoon, and prepare New Year’s dishes with my mother at night. Cleaning will continue for the next few days. On the day of the first lunar month, the whole family needs to go to the shrine to pay homage.

My God, there are so many things to do, and it becomes extraordinarily busy this time of year.

After counting down the schedule for these days, Qingli felt extremely tired and sighed helplessly while holding the broom with both hands.

Forget it, anyway, I'll be busy these days.

Didi—the phone in his pocket rang a few times at an inopportune time.

With the cold wind blowing, Haruto sniffed, took out the mobile phone in the coat and opened it.

Satoru: [image]

It was a selfie of Gojo Satoru wearing a dark yukata. The other party compared scissors to the camera, grinning brightly with his teeth bared. garden design.

Presumably this is the five clans.

Dressing up in a kimono is rare, is it because you are at home?

Qingli rubbed her chin, pondered for a while, and then quickly pressed the keyboard with her hand.

Haruri: You look great in this outfit.

The other side quickly sent a reply.

Satoru: Gojo-sama, I was born to be a walking clothes hanger, no matter what I wear, I look good!

The proud expression that can be imagined through the screen, as if the person who said this was standing in front of him.

Satoru: What are you doing now?

Of course, they are preparing for the New Year's cleaning. If it is Wutiao's house, there should be no need for a young master Wu to clean it himself.

"Ahh-!!"

Qingli, who was just about to type, sneezed suddenly, rubbed her nose with her hand and felt bad all over. A few days ago, a heavy snow fell during the winter solstice. After the snow melted, it was unspeakably cold. After cleaning, he could just go into the house and lie down in the kotatsu, and with his current size, he could just fit it all in.

OK, let's do it.

I made a plan in my heart, and at this moment, the phone interface displayed an incoming call, which was from Gojo Satoru.

Qingli raised her brows inexplicably, and then pressed the answer button: "Hey—why, why do you want to call me all of a sudden?"

"I thought you'd love to hear my voice?"

Gojo Satoru was sitting on the side of the corridor, with special refreshments next to him, behind him were the Gojo family servants walking back and forth, and the butler was kneeling on the sidelines to explain the New Year's greetings, but was completely ignored by someone who was focused on calling his boyfriend , waving at him in disgust.

Wujo Wudao: "After all, we haven't seen each other for a few days, Qingli, don't you miss me? I miss Qingli so much that I'm going crazy."

That tone was so sweet that it was like the most intimate whisper of a lover, but it was only horror in the ears of others who knew what kind of temperament he was.

The housekeeper stared in horror at the completely opposite face of his god son, thinking about a lot in his mind for a moment and almost crashing on the spot, he took a deep breath to suppress the desire to ask, and waited for Gojo Satoru to hang up the phone.

However, the wait is destined to be long.

How can Gojo Satoru, who seldom talks on the phone with his lover, end up with just a few words?

He has always been used to being the only one who dominates me, and he can feel at ease when talking on the phone, and doesn't care what other people think at all.

"I miss you too."

Looking up at the almost bare red maple branch, there is a dark red dead leaf swaying alone in the wind, and then slowly falling from it as if it can no longer support it, and falls to the feet.

"But we can only meet after the New Year. It would be great if the time could pass faster."

Qingli squatted down and casually picked up the last dead leaf of this winter, threw it into the garbage bag and tied the bag tightly.

After finishing all this, he exhaled slowly, and replied to the receiver with the same intimate tone.

"I really want to see Wu."

Gojo Satoru was slightly taken aback, and his clear blue eyes suddenly brightened again. The butler noticed the corners of the young master's side face turned upward instantly, and the smile was not enough to describe the expression of the other party. It was completely different from when he drove away the attendants Look impatient.

"Well, um! It turns out that Xiao Qingli misses me so much, I completely understand." Wujo Wujo squeezed his chin with his fingers, and kept nodding his head in a serious manner, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "Well, the strongest Wujo My lord will fly to see you immediately after finishing the matter, how about it, are you so moved that you are about to cry."

"Well, I'm really touched."

There was a burst of muffled laughter from the other side of the phone, and a heartfelt and pleasant voice from the chest lingered in his ears, and his heart became itchy and hot along with his ears.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously scratched twice, which instead made the already hot ears even more rosy.

He lowered his voice inexplicably: "So, you must wait for me."

Listening to the involuntarily coquettish words, Qingli couldn't help laughing again.

"I'll be waiting for you."

Such a few simple chats made his originally heavy mood relax a lot, and he thought that the boring winter vacation seemed not so difficult, but he looked forward to the days after the New Year.

Immediately afterwards, they chatted endlessly. Qingli, who had originally thought of going back to the house to keep warm, lost herself in the chat for a while, and had already put this matter behind her. It was because the other party heard that his voice was wrong and asked if he was there. Outside, Haruto was able to remember her original plan.

Yes, he is coming into the house.

But after this episode, it seems that my body is not as cold as before.

"I was cleaning the fallen leaves outside the house, blowing some cold wind."

"Oh—but don't find you lying in bed with a cold when I go to find you, that would be too disappointing." Gojo Wujo said firmly, "You are not like me, I am the strongest, even if I am sick, I will Get well soon!"

"I will try my best to pay attention, and my physical fitness is very good, so don't worry."

Qingli felt amused, even if this person expressed his concern, he would not forget to brag about himself, just like a child.

"It's almost New Year's Eve, Wu should be busy too, right?"

"Yeah, I'm very busy, I have to attend several banquets, I need to look over many things, and I have to deal with that group of rigid people..."

Gojo Satoru counted his itinerary during this period of time with his fingers, and complained: "Please, I am the strongest! But every year they force me to do this and that, do you think they are too much!"

housekeeper:"........."

The butler's expression is indescribable, Mr. Wu, would you like to listen to what you are talking about...

Who can force you!

The second elder who had a conflict with you two months ago was beaten and lay on the bed for several days before he could go down to the ground. Are you a nobleman who forgets things too much! !

On the other end of the phone, Qingli didn't understand the butler's unspeakable feelings, but thoughtfully following her boyfriend's words: "It's really too much."

In the next moment, he turned around and spoke comfortingly.

"But this also reflects the importance of enlightenment. You are the strongest, so this little thing can't trouble you, right?"

"Needless to say! Nothing can stop me!"

Qingli couldn't help laughing, the smile on her face hardly stopped.

"Yes, Wu is the most powerful, then you can go to work first, I will continue to clean up here, so let's not talk about it."

After thinking for a while, he added: "You can call again when you are free."

Seeing that they had chatted for a long time, Qingli wanted to say goodbye. Although she felt a little bit reluctant, since Gojo Satoru was very busy there, it was better not to disturb each other. The preparations for the New Year of the big family must be more difficult than ordinary people like them. more complicated.

Besides, if she doesn't enter the house again, her mother will probably come out to find herself.

Finally, after coaxing someone to hang up the phone, Qingli put the garbage bag with the dead leaves in the designated place, stuffed the broom into the storage room, turned around and opened the door and walked into the room.

At the same time, Wujo Wuyan lowered his head silently, and the beeping busy tone of the phone entered the eardrums, which made people feel a little lost for no reason.

After a long time, as if he had figured something out, he raised his face energetically, clenched his fists and talked to himself.

"Okay, don't care about the Kamo family from the Buddhist monastery, let me take care of them all with ease!"

As soon as the words were finished, there were two reminding coughs from behind, as if he had just noticed that there was someone beside him, Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at the butler with doubts in his eyes.

"Huh? Why are you still here?"

The housekeeper who was ignored for almost half an hour: "......"