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

After the birthday dinner, Jiarui Nizi and Xia Youjie went back and forth to Tokyo High School first, but Gojo Satoru was already lying on the bed and could not shout, so he gave up the plan to take him with him.

"Then I'll leave Wutiao to you, he still has tasks tomorrow, so don't oversleep."

After finishing talking about Jia Ruozi, he gave him a meaningful look, which made Qingli look embarrassed, and almost didn't hang on.

"I know, I know, let's go, it's getting late."

He urged with a little embarrassment, and slowly closed the door after the two of them came out of the entrance, taking a long breath of relief.

Haruto first sent a message to her mother that she would stay in Saitama for one night to reassure her, then went to the two children's rooms to see the sleeping children, and after she was relieved, she went to the bathroom and finally stepped into the main room. lie down.

Gojo Wujo looked like he was sleeping soundly between the mattresses. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, Haruto couldn't bear to call someone up to urge him to wash up, so he crept onto the bed and got under the covers.

The bed in the master bedroom is a double bed, which is more than enough to sleep two high school boys. After Tsumiki's mother left, she asked the housekeeper to make it again, so that there would be a place to sleep when staying overnight.The sofa in the living room is okay for a nap, but it is not comfortable enough, and I can't sleep in the children's room, so I specially reserved this bedroom for rest.

I didn't think about it that much at the time, and I didn't have the temperament to stay out often, but I didn't expect it to come in handy this time by accident.

It was dark at night, and the room was silent.

Qing Li hadn't been lying down for a few minutes, when she suddenly felt movement in the person beside her, and then her whole body pressed against her, and her hands under the quilt began to fumble wildly.

Haruhi: "..."

Unsurprisingly unfolding, Jiarui really had the foresight.

His mind, which was still a little drowsy, became clear in an instant, and he quickly grabbed the messy paw, and kicked the opponent's calf with his foot in a reprimanded manner.

"You're sober, right? What's the trouble at night?"

"Well... Actually, I haven't woken up yet."

Gojo Gojo's muffled voice rang in his ears, and it was very clear in the dark room. Even if he was caught, he still leaned forward with his face down, and rubbed against the person's arm.

Qingli pinched his fingers: "Do you believe me?"

Even though he knew that the person opposite him might not be able to see him, Gojo Satoru still blinked his big flickering eyes with an innocent look on his face.

"It's too much, you don't even believe me."

In the usual tone that should have been deliberately coquettish, but now there is no emotion, extremely calm.Gojo Satoru hugged Haruhi with arms and legs, put his head on Haruhi's shoulder, but calmed down.

He wasn't lying.

At first, it was true that his nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, and he fell into a coma. He didn't expect that he, the strongest six-eyed person in the world, would be overwhelmed by a little alcohol.

Gradually, he had a dim consciousness. Although his brain was still a mess, he could hear the voices of people around him, and he also had a relative response to external stimuli. However, he still couldn't control his body very well. Do something faster than thought.

Until now, the feeling of ecstasy has dissipated a lot with the passage of time, but there is still a little bit left. It would be too fussy to use the reversal technique to relieve this sequelae.

Gojo Satoru thought, he hates alcohol.

When it gets bigger, alcohol will interfere with one's own calculations. The reason why the strongest is the strongest is that it is calculating without a lower limit all the time.At a young age, I don't know what my next drunken madness will look like, and what I will do, no one can guarantee.

What's more, the scene of pouring wine after dipping in it is too shameful!It's just outrageous!

Even in order not to let others see his jokes in the future, he will never touch alcohol again!Alcohol is not allowed either!

Wujo Wu felt angry in his heart, and slowly tightened the hands of the people around him, feeling extremely wronged.

Unaware of his whirling brain circuit, Haruto silently turned sideways and lay facing him, stretched out his arms and hugged him back, wanted to say something but Wujo Gofu spoke again.

"What is Qingli going to give me?"

Qingli was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was asking herself about her birthday gift. It seemed that this person had listened to everything they said, and even said that she was drunk. Isn't that very sober?

"It's boring to say something like a gift beforehand." He asked without answering, "So what does Wu want?"

Gojo Wujo said lightly, "I don't know, but as long as it's from you, Haruhi, I think I'll like it."

Qingli raised her eyebrows, she didn't understand why this picky master suddenly became so considerate.

"You have low requirements, but I don't want to prepare as casually as last year, and I need to think about it."

He ended this topic, and then said: "You don't have to think so much, isn't it that you are not awake yet? Then go to sleep. You always sleep lightly, so why not take the opportunity to sleep a little longer, I will call you tomorrow morning."

It would be impossible to say that Wujo Wu didn't notice that Wujo Wu's sleep time was very short. Anyway, after getting along for almost two years, it's only a matter of time before he notices the clues.

He should have thought earlier that the six eyes are receiving huge amounts of information from the outside world anytime, anywhere, which will inevitably affect sleep to a large extent.Nowadays, there are reversal spells that can refresh the overloaded brain and maintain mental clarity, so it is hard to imagine how the other party could have endured without these in the past.

As soon as the words fell, Qingli felt that the backs of his subordinates stiffened for a moment, then he relaxed immediately, buried his head in his chest and let out a very soft response.

As cute as a small animal, so cute and obedient that he doesn't look like him anymore, is it because of the wine?

Qingli couldn't help laughing, patted the man on the back slowly, and closed her eyes.

"good night."

After sending away the four younger ones and the older one, Haruto also received the task on the other end of the phone, and also packed up and left Saitama.

This time, the Shitou brothers are traveling together again. When they enter the first year of high school next year, they can go on their own missions and become the main force of the new wave of exorcism.

However, when faced with two juniors who were three years younger than her, Qingli still seemed to be the one who paddled the water to make up for it. Watching the two of them wielding a knife and cutting the curse into pieces, she cheerfully clapped her hands and squatted down to give them Shout out.

Seeing his righteous and lazy appearance, Shitou Ichiro's eyes were almost rolled to the back of his forehead, but this person has always been like this, and his younger brother Wuichiro always quickly solved the curse spirit when he complained about his senior's inaction, he The excuse that he couldn't beat the curse was swallowed hard.

I hate these two so much!

Doing nothing is called a new experience experience, how can the other party have the face to say such a sentence! Damn it!

"Well, Ichiro-kun, don't be angry, look at how calm your brother is."

Qingli put her face on her face and narrowed her eyes with a smile. When the latter saw that he mentioned her younger brother, she turned her head to look at Shitou Wuichiro who was staring at Fallen Leaves in a daze, feeling angry for a moment.

"He's an idiot!"

"It's so fierce."

"You're an idiot too!"

"Hey——Did my younger brother tell me about me? This is really a disaster." While speaking, he pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears.

Shitou Ichiro: "..."

Shi Tou Ichiro's breath stuck in his throat.

Seeing the blue face of the elementary school boy, Qingli held her stomach and laughed happily. It was really interesting to tease the younger generation.

"Okay, okay, let's not bother you anymore, let's go back after the task is completed?" He smiled, "Have you finished your homework? Tomorrow the vacation will be over."

"It's already been written!"

After realizing that he unknowingly followed the man's words, Shi Tou Ichiro was furious: "What do you care about so much!"

After speaking, he snorted heavily, and dragged his younger brother to the station.

Qingli followed slowly behind with her hands behind her back, crossing a noisy street, her eyes happened to meet a beautifully decorated shop on the side of the road, and she couldn't take her eyes away for a while.

Hearing the footsteps behind him stop, Tokito Ichiro looked back, frowned and said, "Why did you stop?"

Seeing that Qingli tilted her head and fell into deep thought, it took a long time before she squeezed her chin and said: "Suddenly thought of something very important, you go back first, I still have something to do."

Shitou Ichiro caught a glimpse of the shop opposite him, and the exhibits on the transparent counter inside were shining brightly, making people's eyes hurt.

Looking at the name of the shop again, Shi Tou Yilang immediately understood what kind of shop this is, so he said with a strange expression: "What do you want to do, it's too early for you, isn't it?"

"It's early, but it's okay to prepare in advance." Qingli glanced lightly, her smile unchanged, "Adults, children don't care so much what to do."

Shitou Ichiro:? ? ?

Just now, the trick of retaliating against the other party returned to himself. Shitou Yilang jumped in anger, and simply pulled his younger brother Wuichiro to leave first. Before leaving, he did not forget to make a face at the person not far away. Then ran away without looking back.

Alas, I am still a child.

Qingli sighed and shook her head, then looked serious, and walked into the store.

.........

"What good thing happened, so happy?"

Gojo Satoru bent his eyes, and let Qingli pull and touch his hands, and finally interlocked his fingers.

Qingli smiled, and there was nothing wrong with her face: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm in a good mood."

"Then why are you in a good mood?"

As if he must get an answer, he will not give up until the goal is achieved, so he must hold on to this question.

"Because it's Wu's birthday soon?"

"That should make me happy, why are you happier than me?"

Qingli still had the half smile but not a smile: "Well... yes, why?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

It was all nonsense that didn't hit the point. Wujo Gou suddenly became unhappy, but he also knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only scratch the other person's itch as if venting, which made him laugh The whole person fell backwards at the waist, and kept begging for mercy.

Gojo Satoru wrapped his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling to the ground regardless, and his childish behavior of deliberately teasing people also stopped.

He stretched his head and rubbed Qingli's face, accusing: "It's too bad, are you deliberately perfunctory? It's too much!"

With great difficulty, Qingli stopped laughing, and comforted him before she even breathed, "Yes, I was too much, Mr. Wu has a lot, please forgive me."

However, Gojo Satoru didn't speak, but just stared at himself with a tense jaw.

Qingli immediately understood, couldn't help holding his face and kissed him, and got a satisfied hum from the other party.

Gojo Gojo, who was successfully comforted, smacked his lips, and his face softened.

"That's more or less...I want more."

Hearing this, the arc of Qingli's mouth deepened, and she smiled more happily.

He kneaded the young man's face twice, raised his head and pressed another kiss.