[Black and white to see the detention center] The fragrance of wine in the deep alley

The first time Bajie Zhuli saw Wukong Yuanxiang was after a certain prisoner's free activity time every day in Siqian Prison.

He still remembered that it was a hot day, and even after spending an hour in a shady corner, his coat was drenched as if it had been splashed with a basin of water.

In order to catch up with reporting to Wukong Saruki as the director, he hurried back to the dormitory to change his shirt.Because he was running too fast, he met many people on the road, one of whom was a girl with long hair.

Although female prison guards are not a minority in the Four Thousand Prison, based on Bajiezhuli's knowledge of those women, this girl is definitely not one of them here, but he is in a hurry and has no time to analyze these.

"Feel sorry."

He didn't stop walking, and didn't wait for the girl to say anything, so he continued to run forward.

Later, I learned from other people's Bajie Zhuli that the girl was the younger sister of Wukong Ape Ghost, and she was also twins with Wukong Ape Gate who often accompanied him.

As for whether they are siblings or siblings, they still haven't figured it out yet.

Until the identity of Wukong Yuanxiang, Bajie Zhuli began to pay attention to the information about his family mentioned by Wukong Yuanmen consciously or unconsciously.He didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously he just saw a back.

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The official meeting was at the end of the first year in Nanbo. At that time, Wukong Arumon was so happy that he wanted to write the four words "I am very happy" on his face, and the aura around Wukong Arumon was much softer than usual.

Because he was caught smoking in the office area while sorting out the moved items, he was arrested by Yu Shiyi and taught him a lesson all morning. Bajie Zhuli did not catch up with the meeting of the newcomers who were integrated in the fifth building.

He could only come out of the Science Department alone, holding a pile of documents to be handed over to the director, and slowly walked back to his place while watching the scenery along the promenade.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Bajie Zhuli?"

The sound of footsteps coming from behind stopped not a few steps away from him, and the crisp voice that belonged to a girl made Bajie Zhuli feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"Huh? I'm right, what's the matter with you, Miss?"

After he turned around, he recognized at a glance that the girl in front of him was Wukong Yuanxiang whom he had accidentally bumped into.

At that time, he thought his answer was very handsome, but he didn't know until later when he chatted with Yuanxiang that his behavior at that time was totally a strange uncle in the eyes of Wukong Yuanxiang who just graduated from university.

"This is probably what you left behind."

What the girl handed over was a uniform jacket from Nanbo Prison, and the name written on the badge happened to be his.

"Did I accidentally drop it somewhere today? Nope..."

Bajie Pig, who took the coat, thought about it. He really couldn't remember if he had lost his coat.The piece in his hand has a familiar smell of cigarettes, it must be his, but when exactly.

Seeing him seriously thinking about the source of the coat, the girl who knew the cause and effect blushed, but she didn't let the man opposite see it under the reflection of the setting sun outside the window.

"...Although I don't remember when I lost it, thank you for helping me retrieve it."

Bajie Zhuli, who knew that he had a mischievous personality, felt that he would not delve into this issue any more, but first thanked Wukong Yuanxiang who was standing in front of him, at least he was not thrown into the trash can.

"...that's what my future self owes you."

"what?"

Bajie Zhuli heard the girl lowering her head and muttering something, but the voice was so low that he couldn't even hear a single word clearly.

"I said...you're welcome. Since the clothes have been returned to you, I'll go first."

Maintaining that bland expression, the girl nodded slightly to Bajie Zhuli, then turned and walked in a completely different direction from him.

"That...Miss Goku! See you at work tomorrow!"

Perhaps because he was not reconciled to the girl's indifferent attitude, Bajie Zhuli suddenly made a sound when she was about to disappear around the corner.

Perhaps because she didn't expect that Bajie Zhuli would talk to him again, the girl froze in her steps forward, and then slowly turned around to look at him.

Different from Wukong Yuanxiang's short orange and green hair and Wukong Yuanxiang's long curly hair, although Wukong Yuanxiang's long hair is not straight, it hangs smoothly and obediently behind his back.

The warm orange hair was seamlessly connected with the setting sun. The girl who had maintained a cold expression since meeting him suddenly raised her head and gave him a smile like a blooming flower.

"Um."

It was this smile that made Bajie Zhuli, who thought he was going to become a full-time great magician in less than a year, find someone he wanted to accompany him for a lifetime.

They called each other's names from the most unfamiliar Mr. Bajie and Miss Wukong, and gradually changed to Zhuli and Yuanxiang as time went by, and finally came to the end as husband and wife.

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"So you want to marry your mother because she smiled at you? Haven't women smiled at you before?"

"Dad, you are so pathetic."

A man and a woman, two five or six-year-old children were sitting on the soft carpet, and they were picking the flaws in the story their father had just told.

"Bajie Youhui! It's because you've always been so dishonest that you spoiled your sister!" The man picked up the little girl with ear-length short hair and rubbed the top of her warm orange hair.

"It's not that Yuna was taken away by me, right!" Although the boy is still young, both the hair color, eye color and facial contours are all carved out of the same mold as the man holding the child.

"...Hmm!" The little girl blinked her ditang-colored eyes, and after hesitating for a few seconds between choosing her father and her elder brother, she nodded earnestly in the direction of the boy called Youhui.

"You two...you should all go to Nanbo on weekends to accompany Uncle Yuanmen."

The door of the bathroom was opened by a white palm, and the woman with the same hair color as the little girl put a towel on her shoulders, and shook her short hair that had been cut to shoulder length.

"I've been there so frequently recently, won't the director really bother him?" Putting down the little girl sitting on his arm, Bajie Zhuli took the towel from Wukong Yuanxiang's hand, and helped her wipe her dripping hair .

"He, although he said he was annoying on the surface, he actually had a good time with them in private. Last time I heard Yuna say that Uncle Ape Gate played house with her." Thinking of the picture described by my daughter In the picture, Wukong Yuanxiang couldn't help laughing.

"Really? I thought only Jiuli and Fayue could play with the little ones." After wiping their hair half dry, the two sat on the sofa and watched the two children chasing each other.

Looking at the two children who were laughing and playing, Wukong Yuanxiang skillfully buried his head in Bajie Zhuli's chest, and the latter hugged her knowingly, and patted her on the back gently.

"Mom and the others will go home next month, let's take Youhui and Yuna back too. Look at Grandpa and the others, and by the way...Look at Big Brother..."

"Well, I listen to you."

The 41-year-old Bajie Zhuli has a well-behaved five-year-old daughter Bajie Yuna and a naughty six-year-old son Bajie Youhui.

There is also a wife who likes him the most in the whole world and is also his favorite, Bajie Yuanxiang.

The author has something to say:

Hey, hey, I lost my pigeons in the extra episode of the bet, but I am really trying to sprinkle sugar in this last chapter, thank you for reading this

Although Yuanxiang's story ends here, the story of Shuangyou teacher's black and white guarding the detention center is still going on. I hope everyone who likes her will always support her

Next, I will study hard, and maybe I will continue to write stories about other people in my busy schedule. Goodbye

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