The judge has a bad temper

Tsurumaru Kuninaga still looked at Qingquan, but his mind had drifted far away.

Qingquan didn't know whether his face, which was said to be exactly the same as Liyin, aggravated Tsurumaru Kuninaga's pain when he recalled it.It would be cruel to force him to remember, even though he didn't intend it, and he didn't want to see him sinking into helplessness, at least not to aggravate his pain.

So he stretched out his hand and covered his golden eyes, "Don't look."

Tsurumaru Kuni never moved, his eyes blinked, and his long eyelashes swept twice like a small brush in his hand.Qingquan was ticklish, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Then he felt that the little brush in his hand was brushing more cheerfully...

What are you doing?I'm comforting you, are you kidding me? ? ?It spoils my mood, my friend! ! !

Qingquan quickly withdrew his hand, trembled uncontrollably twice, and laughed involuntarily.Realizing that his painting style was even more wrong, Qingquan quickly restrained his smile and continued to work hard to maintain his melancholic beauty of a beautiful boy in the rain.

It's a pity that Bai He, who finally regained his energy, was very uncooperative. He laughed out loud, and almost rolled on the ground, "So you are ticklish? Hahaha, usually you always say 'I'm very cold and I'm very cold' "Arrogant" appearance, how can there be such a strange point? I really laughed to death, hahahahahahaha~"

Qingquan is very weak, what can he do? !This is a natural reaction and he can't control it, you Tsurumaru Kuninaga hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, when you are yourself Mikazuki Mune is close!

Qingquan had a straight face, and the disgust in the corners of his eyes was undisguised, "You are slowly going crazy, I will go back first."

Although this crane is very hateful, but today he was greatly stimulated, it is better to leave his face less in front of him and leave early.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pulled Qingquan's long sleeve very familiarly, wanting him to continue to sit down, "Oh, where are you going in such a hurry? I haven't said what happened to me yet!"

"Don't worry, the future will be long." Qingquan was not happy, and he didn't look at the atmosphere!He retracted his dangling feet, stepped on the floor and was about to leave, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was still pulling his sleeves happily, like a childish ghost, as if he finally found something interesting.

The accident just happened.

Although the rain was not heavy, the wind still blew the rain into the corridor, and they had sat down for a long time, and the floor was wet.To make matters worse, Kiyomizu's feet were also wet, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga relentlessly pulled him, and the inattentive appraiser slipped and fell down.

Nothing could be worse than it is now, and it can be included in the candidate list of "Top Ten Unbearable Moments of the Year", Qingquan thought hopelessly.

Damn Hippie!This is not some girly manga, what kind of gossip plot, author!Go to hell you! ! !

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stared at Qingquan lying on the ground with his elbow propped in a daze. From another angle, it might be more appropriate to lie under him.The tips of their noses were almost touching, and he could even see himself panicked in the blue eyes.

Wait blah blah blah blah blah blah blah... What kind of magical unfolding is this? !I just pulled the sleeve of the interrogator, and then he wanted to go, and then he grabbed it, and then he fell down, and then he who was holding the sleeve was also brought down, and then...

Then what to do?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's mind was in chaos, he had no idea what he was doing or what he was going to do.He only saw the light blue eyes of the God Judge trembling slightly like a pool of wrinkled spring water because of this accident.His mouth was slightly opened, as if he was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything.

Because of the pulling action, the neckline of the inquisitor's bathrobe spread out a lot, revealing the delicate collarbone, and he could clearly see the deep dimples on it.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga felt his mouth was dry, he licked his lips subconsciously, his eyes didn't know where to look, his body was tense because of tension, although he didn't know what he was nervous about.

Qingquan didn't think so much, although it looked awkward, but what are the two big men afraid of, but what is Tsurumaru Kuninaga's reaction?

He touched the cold rainwater on the ground, and slapped it on the face of the wandering white crane, with a harsh tone, "Wake up idiot! How long are you going to be in a daze?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga was stimulated by the cold feeling, and immediately regained his sanity, got up in a hurry, and quickly moved away from the judge, as if Qingquan would do something to him if he took a slow step.

Qingquan was even more speechless, what are you doing?Why are you hiding? This should be my part!

Ah, no, no, this is not his role... It's all about that nervous crane that messed up my train of thought!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga innocently looked at the judge with fierce eyes, not understanding what he did wrong again.

Qingquan exhaled vigorously, and was about to go back after finishing his clothes. Yingwan should have been waiting for him for a long time.

As soon as he took a step, Qingquan couldn't walk anymore, veins popping out of his forehead, "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, what the hell are you doing!"

"Ah, didn't you say you wanted to buy it for me?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was pulling his sleeves, had a smile on his face, and his voice was brisk.

Qingquan is no longer interested in exploring his mental journey, but he still needs a hand, and this kind of thing should be done sooner rather than later.So he nodded and signaled him to follow, but Tsurumaru Kuninaga still didn't move.

Before Qingquan got mad, Tsurumaru Kuninaga said with bright eyes, "Are you going to leave like this?"

What a goddamn girl's resentful tone!Don't make him look like he's giving up!Tsurumaru Kuninaga, quickly pick up your burden of male god!

Qingquan forced himself to calm down and began to think about the strange situation.After much deliberation, there is only one conclusion.

Could it be because of painful memories that he is now a little mentally disturbed?Otherwise, there is no way to explain his abnormality!If so, he really has an obligation to deal with the aftermath...

So what is he going to do?He has no experience either!The little friends in this world are better than the other, and they don't need his comfort at all. There is only one Hotaru in the world of swords and swords.

What did Hotaru do when he was sad?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and watched the examiner thinking without disturbing him.

After struggling ideologically for a long time, Qingquan walked in front of Tsurumaru Kuninaga hesitantly.

Tsurumaru never moved, and his mood was vaguely expectant, which made his palms slightly moist.

Then, he saw the interrogator stretch out his hands, with a hesitant look on his face, but continued to reach out to him because he didn't respond.Then she crossed her face, wrapped her arms around his neck, and got into his arms.

It's a hug.

Light and fluffy, but real.

There is an orange fragrance in Qingquan's arms, which is very light and pleasant to smell.The light-colored hair next to his ear was soft, like the finest satin, giving him a feeling of peace of mind.

He suddenly remembered that when they first met, he hugged him mischievously, saying that he lacked love.Now, on this rainy night, the young judge hugged himself gently, as if he was afraid of being rejected, with weak strength.

He just laughed, with an expression of tenderness that he had never seen before.He reached out and hugged the judge, and said softly with a sincere tone, "Thank you."

He didn't think about what he wanted the judge to do, but he felt that his reaction when he suppressed the judge was too embarrassing, and he just wanted to save some face. He didn't really want Qingquan to do anything, he thought Qingquan would complain about him , or do it directly.

However, what he got was a hug.Maybe it was to comfort him, maybe it didn't make any sense, but he felt Qingquan's concern.

Qingquan really doesn't like physical contact, a child like Hotaru is fine, Tsurumaru Kuninaga is a big man, just mean it!He quickly let go of his hand, and said in an unprecedentedly vicious tone, "If you grind again, it will be dawn, hurry up!" After finishing speaking, he strode away, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't mind his bad temper, and followed with a smile.

When they arrived at the room of the God Judge, Yingwan who was stealing candies was caught, and Qingquan's face became even darker, "Hingaru! Go to the door and punish me!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga unabashedly gloated, Hotaru jumped angrily, "Why are you here!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied ambiguously, "The main hall asked me to come, I have to stay overnight!"

Before Hotaru got mad, Qingquan's table slammed loudly, "Tsurumaru Kuninaga, roll over and grab it, Hotaru obediently go to the door and stand there!" God! ! !

The inquisitor, whose hair was about to stand on end with two strokes of his sword, shut up tactfully, went to find the quilt when he should go, and stood upright when he should face the wall and think about it.

Really don't give a lesson, everyone will have to go to the house to expose the tiles!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's hands-on time, Qingquan is estimated to be about 5 hours, his dark fall is deeper than California Qingguang, and it is stronger than Yaken and Horikawa Kunihiro.

When California Qingguang entered, because he had fallen into a deep coma, he hardly responded.Tsurumaru Kuninaga's condition was serious, and the violent reaction was expected. The pillow and quilt were wet with sweat, and he resisted not to roll all over the floor, but the convulsions were severe.Hotaru, who had been peeking at him all the time, ran into the bathroom regardless of previous suspicions, twisted a towel to wipe his sweat, and also made sure that Tsurumaru, who was unconscious, would never hurt himself.

When it was over, Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, he only heard Qingquan whispering in his ear: "Sleep, good dream."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga slept very soundly, Qingquan carried him into the living room, put him on the tatami that Hotaru had already spread, covered him with the quilt, closed the doors and windows, and then went back lightly with Hotaru.

Of course, he did not forget to lock the candy cabinet, turned his head and smiled very gently, "It will be gone for the next month!" Ignoring Hotaru's wailing, he went to take a bath in a happy mood, changed into minion pajamas and went to sleep up.

Hotaru pretended to cry for a while, seeing that the master was really hard-hearted, so he could only go in and sleep slowly.

"Good night." I don't know if the master is asleep or not.

"Good night, Yingwan." Qingquan replied.

The author has something to say:

I feel a little embarrassed to write this, hahahahahahahahahaha, she is an innocent girl, auntie, why are you scolding me? ? ? ? ?There is another chapter tonight, everyone’s comments are welcome, everyone’s opinions are very important!