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

To say that it is a glass is a very face-saving statement, but this is obviously not even a glass, and I lie down after just a few mouthfuls.

Is six eyes so good?

No, this shouldn't have anything to do with Six Eyes, it's simply because of Gojo Satoru himself.

The three of them looked at each other at the same time, holding this conclusion in their hearts.

The strongest six-eyed user on the surface, the weakness is actually alcohol or something...

Some people will find it incredible to say it.

Qingli and Xia Youjie tacitly moved the extremely heavy person to the vacant sofa, and thoughtfully covered each other with a blanket before returning to the lower side to continue chatting.

"It's the first time I know that Wutiao's drinking capacity is so bad."

Jia Ruozi took a sip of the sparkling wine and was speechless.

She specially chose the fruit-flavored one, which tastes like sparkling juice with a low alcohol content, just for Wujo Wujo, a picky person, to condescend to drink with her, but unfortunately, this person is destined to let her down.

Next time I still won't let him drink it, it's quite boring, and I feel that the victory is invincible.

"He didn't have the chance to drink before, maybe even Wu himself didn't know how much he was drinking."

Xia Youjie snapped open the tab of the can, lowered his head and tasted it, the sweetness of the juice immediately filled his mouth, and he subconsciously slammed his mouth.

"a bit sweet."

"So it's specially prepared for him. What a disappointment. What about the leftover can?"

"I'll handle it."

Qingli raised her hand to signal, and brought the remaining half bottle of Wujou Wujiu not far away with ease, and took a look at it: "Oh, there is more than half of it left, did Wudao really drink it?"

Jia Ruozi shrugged: "Who knows."

Instead of talking about a guy with a terrible drinking capacity, she changed the chat topic: "Saotome will go to university next year, right? Which department do you plan to apply for?"

"Hmm...something related to literature." Haruto poured all the unfinished wagyu rolls, tofu and other ingredients into the pot, poured some more soup, and began to finish the dinner.

Hearing his words, Xia Youjie, remembering that his father was a writer, asked, "Do you also want to engage in writing in the future?"

Qingli put the lid on the pot and let out a hum.

"I have this plan. I plan to write some short stories in college and try to submit them to newspapers. Since my dad has this kind of connection, it's not a bad idea to borrow his advantage." After thinking about it, he added, "I didn't have any special intention to do it. Work, writing novels and part-time exorcising curse spirits, freelance work is just right for me.”

After finishing speaking, he asked back: "What about you? Could it be that you hanged yourself in the job of a magician, and don't have the idea of ​​pursuing other professions?"

"The income of a conjurer is enough for me to idle around for the rest of my life, so there's no need to do more." This is Xia Youjie, who is a super-class sorcerer.

"I'm a medical worker, and I think I'll work overtime in a college until I retire." This is a man with the ability to reverse spells.

Haruhi: "..."

Qingli said with emotion without any ups and downs: "Wow, that is really the future that can be seen at a glance."

He shouldn't be talking about career planning with these two, it's just asking for fun.

It's too boring to just be a conjurer or something! !

"Saotome, let me tell you, Gojo once threatened to become a teacher at a high school after graduation."

"My God, is it such a lofty ideal? Being a teacher is hard work, can he do it?"

Haruto put aside the slander just now for a second, and was deeply shocked by Gojo Satoru's speech.

It's hard to imagine what it will be like to become a teacher. Does the future of the magic world matter?

Xia Youjie said: "Don't worry, there are always very few students in colleges, and there are other teachers and assistants to supervise the teaching, why not worry about whether he will work without a license."

Haruhi: "..."

It's really possible, it's in line with the opponent's style.

"Oh, that's right." Jia Ruozi suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of which, it will be Wutiao's birthday next month, right? At this time last year, he asked all the students in the college to ask for a circle of gifts, but he really didn't care about us. Be an outsider."

He picked up a piece of baby food and put it in his mouth. Qingli also thought of this, and replied inarticulately while chewing: "Ah, last year I only found out about this at the end of the year, so I gave Wu a scarf, oh, I wove it myself."

Hearing this, Xia Youjie's expression was indescribable: "...Is there something strange about your skill points?"

"There is nothing wrong with learning a lot of art. Who knows when it will be used?" Qingli tapped her chopsticks in the air a few times, saying clearly, "For example, I am learning from my uncle. I didn't expect to become a magician when I was fighting, so this will come in handy."

After all, he pressed his temple in distress: "Although this year's gift for Wu can be prepared in advance, I haven't decided what to give. After all, he doesn't seem to lack anything."

"Well... the young master is right, but even so, he still made us all miserable last year." Recalling the situation at that time, Jia Ruzi almost wanted to roll his eyes.

Finally he came to a conclusion: "Perhaps it is to enjoy the process of persecuting others."

Thinking about being tormented enough by bad friends last year, Xia Youjie couldn't agree more and nodded in agreement. After taking a few sips of wine, he directly put it on his face. I don't know how much better than Gojo Satoru's pouring a cup.

For a while, the two, who were stimulated by alcohol, became more and more excited to give advice to the parties, including some bad ideas, and Qingli was also happy to chat with them, but also rejected countless bad ideas. There was no good way, he simply lay down and gave up thinking.

At the same time, the dishes in the pot finally bottomed out.

Qingli quickly took a sip of sparkling wine to relieve her boredom, closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose with a headache.

"It's so difficult, let's think about it tomorrow, Li Wu's birthday is still some time away, so don't worry for now."

Giving desserts and the like is indeed what one likes, but there is no novelty. Those things can also be bought by the other party, so Qingli classifies them as the next strategy when there is no choice.

Ah... is it the alcohol problem, or is it time to go to bed again, his brain has become a little dull, and he is still not used to drinking.

Forget it, just get a good night's sleep, and spend the night at Fuhei's house casually today.

I don't know if it was Qingli's delusion, but the two people on the opposite side did not speak for a long time. He opened his eyes suspiciously, and then stared straight at Shangjia Ruozi and Xia Youjie's strange sights as if they had seen a ghost. somewhere behind yourself.

Qingli belatedly realized that someone was leaning against her back, touching her face from behind with a hand, and it took half a beat before she realized the identity of the person, he turned his head along the side of his face, Just when he wanted to ask a question, he was caught off guard and felt a wetness around his lips.

Gojo Satoru's magnified face appeared in front of his eyes, and the other party's eyes were half-closed, with a layer of hazy water mist floating on his blue eyes, probably drunk and acting on instinct.

Qingli wondered in her heart why sparkling wine with more than [-] degrees of alcohol can get drunk, is it really the strongest and only strategy?

As if aware of his distraction, Gojo Satoru muttered something dissatisfied, opened his mouth to his face and bit it, the slightly sharp canine teeth sank into the skin and brought a tingling sensation, which reminded Qingli of something not very good memories.

He covered his mouth reflexively, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the two people across the table who were also stunned by Gojo Satoru's actions.

Jia Ruozi almost spit back the wine he drank into his mouth, but managed not to choke.

"Wu Tiao's wine is quite unique, but it's not very friendly to singles."

As she spoke, she quickly took out her mobile phone and took several pictures of Wujo Wu's current appearance, and shared the fun with Xia Youjie who was beside her: "How much money do you think I can blackmail Wujo with these photos? The strongest six eyes The photo of the scene of drunken madness should be quite valuable, right?"

"... Nitro, what have you learned from Senior Ming?"

This skilled extortion is exactly the same as Mingming.

Xia Youjie shook his head helplessly, and did not participate in the discussion: "Maybe after Wu knows it, he just doesn't care."

"That's right." Jia Ruozi put away his phone resentfully, and teased mercilessly, "It's obvious that he can reverse the spell, but he still looks like this. It's terrible."

"I was so drunk that I forgot to use the inversion technique. This happens occasionally."

Xia Youjie got up and poured himself a glass of white water to rinse his mouth, to dilute the sweetness in his mouth and feel better.

When they were talking, Gojo Satoru had already let go, and bent his body around Haruhiri from behind as if a clockwork had stopped, his forehead touched the opponent's shoulder and he didn't move.

Haruhi: "..."

Qingli tried to break his hand away, but the next moment she succeeded, she returned to the original position, like a tug-of-war between you and me, and then hugged him even tighter.

He cast a look of help to the other two, and the latter stretched out their hands to express their helplessness, so they consciously cleaned up the mess after the meal and took it to the kitchen to wash and wash. Only he and the large pendant on his body were left behind. into the living room.

Don't go, you guys!Tell me what to do!

Snapped.The kitchen door slammed relentlessly, rejecting his call for help.

"........."

Qingli silently withdrew her outstretched hand, and sighed while touching her forehead.

Help yourself.

"Wu, are you awake?"

He raised his hand to touch the furry head on the shoulder, and brushed the other party's messy white hair, but there was no response for a long time.

Xu Shi was half asleep and half awake, and subconsciously regarded himself as a pillow, and would not let go of him while hugging him.

It's over, today I really have to deal with it all night at Fuhei's house.

Although they are often stuck together on weekdays, how can they be even clingier when they are drunk.

"Wu, Wu? Can you hear me?"

"......Um?"

The hum from his nose was like a cat's whispering, he didn't know the current situation in a daze, and he just reacted instinctively to his words.

Fortunately, fortunately, people can still be saved.

Qingli lowered her voice as much as possible, and patiently called out the other party's name in a discussing tone: "Wu, let me go, okay? It's not time to be free yet, if you want to sleep, go to bed - what do you think?"

"Uh-huh......"

She moved her head, and let go of the hand that followed her waist, Qingli knew that this was considered as her consent.

Even though Satoru's head was paralyzed by alcohol, he still had a normal exchange of thoughts, just the way of communication... It was very strange, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was acting like a baby.

Amused in his heart, he put Gojo Wu's arm on his shoulder and dragged him to the master bedroom with his straps.

.........

"When are we going out?"

In the kitchen, Jiarui Nizi stacked the washed bowls and put them in the cupboard, then turned to Xia Youjie who was still washing the pots.

The latter looked out of the window with his eyes empty, without any fluctuation in mood.

"......I do not know either."