[Comprehensive] It's Frozen Jiao, not Jiao Fong

This kind of liking is just a liking in the ordinary sense, but it is obvious that Yan Sheng regards it as that kind of liking.

After saying that, Hong Dongjiao obviously felt the man's displeasure, and her desire to survive made her quickly find an excuse to leave, and returned to the temporary room lightly.

At this time, the Butterfly House has not yet been established, the building is not so perfect, the place for people to rest is also simple, there are not many houses, the girl easily found a man sitting under a tree in the backyard.

The red maple leaves in late autumn had gradually fallen, piled up layer by layer, and laid a natural carpet on the ground. He sat on it with his legs crossed, looking up at the top of the tree, wondering what he was thinking.

Hong Dongjiao knew that he was in a daze again.

Although he looks indifferent and impersonal, in fact, the man just doesn't know what expression to make, so he doesn't do it most of the time. As long as he sees his eyes wandering, he knows he must be in a daze mode.

The girl is a little angry.

She ran over with small steps, bent her knees, and knelt down in front of the man, with her whole face in front of him, only one finger away from bumping into him.

The breaths of the two were intertwined and fluttered on Yuanyi's face, making him slightly blush.

"I am very angry."

She lightly bit the soft flesh inside her lips, her cheeks puffed up, her whole body was puffed up like a puffer fish.

She is not someone who will express her unhappiness on her face, but it is just related to future getting along and interpersonal relationships. She thinks it is better to say something in person in a timely manner.

"Mr. Yuanyi, do you want to give me to Mr. Yan Sheng?"

"...I didn't mean that."

Although he knew that what the girl said was not that kind of meaning, Yuanyi still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"When Mr. Yan Sheng told me, I almost thought you really disliked me. After all, Mr. Yan Sheng would not ask me for no reason. I think he must have asked you first."

She sincerely reflects on herself and carefully examines each of her shortcomings: "Although I admit that I am sometimes disobedient, and my progress in learning is a bit behind, and I need you to explain many things that I don't understand. The level of self-care is a bit poor, but I I don’t think any of that is a big deal.”

After a pause, she couldn't bear to listen to what she said, so she changed her words slightly: "Well, there is indeed a little bit, but I will try my best to correct it."

"I want to follow Mr. Yuanyi, at least in this world, I want to always follow you."

Yuan opened his mouth, he wanted to say that he didn't mean to let the girl out, but facing the light she was shining at this moment, Yuan only felt that his hesitation at that moment before was blasphemy.

Compared with the girl's firm will, my desire to obey my brother, even for a moment, is disrespectful to her.

"No." He lowered his head, "It won't happen in the future."

"Then I will forgive Mr. Yuanyi this time." She smiled, and moved her face away. Following her movements, Yuanyi felt a little lonely.

"If there is a next time, I will be really angry." When necessary, a little threat is also a small means. Although it has no effect, it at least shows her attitude, "So, please don't give up on me again."

"As long as Mr. Yuanyi doesn't speak, I will always follow you."

When she said this, she showed a rare innocence. She took off the sharp appearance when she was killing ghosts, and she was indeed just a girl in her best time.

"boom……"

"Wait a minute." Hong Dongjiao interrupted him, touched his chin and said, "I just realized now, Mr. Yuanyi, you have been calling me by my last name."

"...Really?" Yuan Yi was silent for a while, he really rarely called people by their surnames, because he didn't have many friends, and the few were men, so it's normal to call people by their names directly, but if you call girls by their names directly ...

For some reason, there are always some who can't yell.

Calling her surname is a sign of intimacy in Hong Dongjiao's memory. Only some classmates who were afraid to approach her before would call her like this. For those who are a little closer, for example, students in Class A, regardless of gender, call her by her name. .

"Just call me Dongjiao." Yuanyi is really a very respectable existence in her heart, and she wants to get closer to him, "Or, you can also call me Jiaojiao."

"That's what my family calls me."

family?

The family members in Ji Guoyuan's memory, except for Ji Guo Yan Sheng, there is only the existence called mother a long time ago, and there is no one else.

It's just that the elder brother and the mother cannot get too close to him due to various restrictions, and they can get very little.

To him, this word represents endless warmth.

Can he... have it again?

"Jiaojiao."

This name came out of the man's mouth, with indescribable tenderness and tenderness.

He curled the corner of his mouth.

Hong Dongjiao was startled, the man in front of him who had always been calm and composed, suddenly laughed, as pure as a child.

So lovely.

"Mr. Yuanyi should smile more, you are really beautiful when you smile."

The man instantly restrained all his expressions: "Don't talk nonsense."

Even though he said that, there was no hint of anger in his tone.

"After the meeting, I'll take you to meet a friend of mine."

"friend?"

Does Mr. Yuanyi have any friends?

Of course, the latter sentence will not be spoken.

Yuan nodded a little: "The last time I met him, his wife was just pregnant, and now that the child has been born, I just have something to tell him, so go and congratulate him."

"That's what it should be. The birth of a child is indeed a happy event."

[If she wants to visit, should she also prepare something. 】

The meeting at the headquarters lasted about four days. In the past two days, Hong Dongjiao has been staying in her temporary small courtyard. Apart from training, she has been thinking about the types of gifts.

Practical and suitable for children.

She threw away the nth piece of ice that became waste, her hands were already freezing cold, and she finally gave up on this stupid idea.

So stupid to give ice as a gift or something.

Even if it is made, it cannot be saved.

I wanted to wait for Mr. Yuanyi to come back to discuss it, but I never thought that another person was ushered in first.

"Mr. Yan Sheng..."

She called out embarrassingly, since the last time he rejected him, the two of them have never seen each other again. One is that Yan Sheng is already busy, and the other is that the girl is also deliberately avoiding him. It is a bit embarrassing to bump into him now. .

Ji Guo Yan Sheng also felt bad.

To be honest, the anger has subsided. Compared with the anger of not being selected at the time, what he cares more about now is the reason of the girl.

If he had met him first, would she have chosen him?

Yan Sheng asked this question.

"I don't think this question is valid." Hong Dongjiao frowned and replied, she hated answering this kind of question that made assumptions about the past, "The fact that I first met Mr. There is no need to talk about it, different experiences have different thoughts, I can't guess what I was thinking when I met Mr. Yan Sheng first."

"However, that must be an answer that won't disappoint, sorry."

It is indeed because I was not the first to meet you, otherwise the choice I made should be different.

As the girl said this, there was no hypocrisy on her face. She frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed it, restoring her former calm.

Yan Sheng laughed dumbfounded.

"You... are really sincere."

But this is even more enviable.

When Yuan came back at night, Hong Dongjiao went to him with a lot of discarded items, and explained her troubles to him.

"Gift?"

Yuan Yi was taken aback, he had never thought of the common sense of bringing a gift to congratulate someone, it was worse than a girl.

He coughed twice, his brain spinning rapidly, and he gave his own suggestion.

"Why don't we buy one together? Let's treat it as a congratulation."

"That's good." Hong Dongjiao nodded, she didn't know what to give to the person she met for the first time, so she gave it together with Yuanyi's hand, "Then let's go and choose together in two days. "

After the high-level meeting of the ghost killing team, they embarked on the journey again, but this time they became the original two people again. Ji Guoyan Sheng took on other tasks and went to the war-torn world to kill.

Before they left, they didn't have any more conversations, as if nothing had happened, an ordinary farewell, and an ordinary goodbye.

Hong Dongjiao secretly observed from the side, and saw that the two brothers were talking normally, and there was no tit-for-tat emotion, and she felt a little lucky.

Sure enough, it's great that brothers don't quarrel over such trivial matters.

To buy gifts, it is naturally better to go to a big town, and there happened to be a mission to detect the traces of suspected ghosts around the town, so they took this mission.

I thought it was just a simple task, but when I stepped into that town, I noticed a strong ghostly atmosphere, so I could only temporarily put aside the matter of buying gifts.

What's even more strange is that, after asking the surrounding villagers and travelers for news, they didn't hear any information about ghosts.

No one is missing, and nothing unusual has been heard of.

"It smells very heavy, so it shouldn't be weak." The girl half-kneeled on the ground, searching for the ghost's breath, "But it feels very strange, Mr. Yuanyi?"

A faint ghostly aura emanates from all over the street. Obviously, the other party has been active here on a large scale, and stayed here for a long time.

"...I haven't seen it, but it's very familiar."

This feeling was very strange. He was sure that this was the first time he had smelled this ghost's breath, but it felt inexplicably familiar.

"Be careful."

The scope of this town is too large. They searched separately, mainly following the smell. It is unlikely that ghosts usually hunt in the town late at night. Most of them are in the wild. If they appear here at this moment, it will give them Bigger chance.

The temperature in the air gradually heated up, and the girl was quite sensitive to this temperature change, which was related to her physique, reminding her that there was her goal ahead.

With her back against the wall, she hid in the corner and quietly poked out.

At this time, most of the people still roaming the streets were those people.

Two wandering girls who were doing business were standing by the side of the road, as if they were soliciting customers.

They were dressed too lightly, which didn't even match their identities as wandering girls. One of them was leaning on the other intimately, with lingering ears and temples, and they were talking about something.

The person being leaned on had a distinct ghostly aura.

"She" looked over.

Hong Dongjiao met a pair of cold-blooded red vertical pupils.

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