The judge has a bad temper

It's this blue ocean again.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't like to look directly into Qingquan's eyes before. He always felt that those light blue eyes were like icebergs that would not melt for a thousand years, reflecting thousands of sails and flowing through thousands of waters. Unable to leave marks under his eyes.

But now, the iceberg is slowly melting into a blue sea, with sparkling waves, shallow breeze, and layers of reflections.

This is always the case in the world, success is mutual.Little by little, the young man pulled the swords and Fusangshen out of the darkness of the past, but at the same time, they also smashed the hard barriers of the young man.

He suddenly wanted to see Qingquan's more lively expression, so he secretly stretched out a finger and poked Qingquan's waist.

Qingquan is afraid of itching, especially the waist.

Almost subconsciously, he threw out the cheap white crane in his hand vigorously, while covering his waist involuntarily, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

He had tried his best to hold back his smile, but his conditioned reflex was too domineering, so he still pursed his lips and smiled, looking a little shy.Because of too much patience, her cheeks were a little flushed, her eyes were moist, her ears were stained with rouge, and she looked annoyed and helpless. Together, they showed an amazing style.

Qingquan seldom shows such an expression, because of his unique experience, he always gives people the feeling that he is young and mature and difficult to approach.But now he really looks like a 15-year-old boy, showing a shy and annoyed expression, childishly trying to hide the playful reaction of being ticklish.

Except for Tsurumaru Kuninaga, none of the other fusangshen knew that Qingquan was ticklish. Seeing such a god-judging person felt very fresh, and felt inexplicably cute.

The master turned out to be a 15-year-old boy, Fu Sangshen thought so.

Tortoise shell Shinzong dashed over and hugged the judge tightly, "Hehehehehe, such a master is so cute, I really want to tie the master to me!!!"

Qingquan got used to Guijia Zhenzong's tone, and thought he was quite funny.In a way, they're supposed to be in tune - like to tease people.But what he likes are the cute short knives and small kelp, which are pure and natural. The large size of the tortoise shell Zhenzong will spoil the underage children like him, so he should be grateful.

Before Qingquan, who had finally recovered his calm, could tear him off his body, Tsurumaru Kuninaga stomped the panting Turtle Sadamune hard on the ground, "I still think this is more suitable for you!"

Guijia Zhenzong blushed, his eyes were suspiciously excited, "□□ play, I like it!"

Qingquan couldn't help laughing again, and everyone looked back at him suspiciously, with inexplicable eyes.

What the god judge likes is a wild way like the tortoise shell Zhenzong?You really can't tell what you look like!

Qingquan didn't know why, as long as he heard that Guijia Zhenzong was driving, he thought it was fun. Could it be that he is also a potential old driver?

Hotaru's sense of crisis is even heavier. He and Kikko Sadamune have completely different styles. Master, what kind of aesthetics do you have?I might as well like Tsurumaru Kuninaga!

Inexplicably, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who always acts as a frame of reference, raised his foot in disgust, and regardless of the dirty footprints on his colleagues, he pulled up Qingquan's sleeves and walked forward, "Smile, you know how to laugh! Hurry up and buy it for me. thing!"

Qingquan is simply innocent, you are the one who caused it, right? Are you ashamed to be angry?And Hotaru, what are you doing to coax some big heads? Hey!

The people who had been arguing all the way could finally go shopping with peace of mind, and Qingquan began to choose gifts for them.It is the same as the one I bought for Qingguang and the others before. It is a gift that I really chose with my heart, and I want them to like it.He hopes that they will be happy when they receive the gift, and feel that they are cared for and worthy of what others pay for themselves.

Of course he bought it secretly, so it is called a gift.

When passing by the photo studio where the photo was taken last time, California Qingguang burst out laughing, obviously remembering that photo.Gu Gu's eyes were gentle, and he cherished the gift given to him by the god judge very much, and kept it carefully all the time.

But only one photo in the album was too little, so he turned to Qingquan and said, "Master, I want to take a photo with you." Of course Qingquan readily agreed.

The photos came out quickly.Looking at the photos taken, everyone was very envious.The silver-haired Qingquan smiled naturally, and Gu Gu, who was hugged by the shoulders, also showed a faint smile.

Very nice photo.

California Qingguang followed immediately, "Me! I also want to take pictures with the master!"

Hotaru hopped and squeezed in forcefully, "I want it too!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's golden eyes were full of interest, "How can such fun things be done without me?"

Qingquan looked at Fu Sangshen who wanted to take a photo together but was too embarrassed to ask, so he simply lined up and took turns taking pictures.

After the photo was taken, everyone was satisfied. Everyone had two photos in their hands, a group photo of everyone, and a photo taken alone with the judge.

Next is Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada's home court. The one-eyed handsome guy who hasn't been out of Honmaru for a long time is very excited pushing the cart around, wanting to buy everything he sees, Qingquan is happy with him, anyway, he is not short of money.

What he wants to buy are the same tableware and pajamas that Tsurumaru Kuninaga strongly requested.The bowls and chopsticks are the most common porcelain bowls in the supermarket. Qingquan bought a bunch of them back. Anyway, there is a large population in Honmaru, and the same ones are normal, but pajamas can't be understood.

He has three pajamas, one minion, one pure blue, and one light-colored bathrobe, all of which are very common styles and materials, and they are not designed by famous designers. Why would Tsurumaru Kuninaga want the same? wear?

Tsurumaru Kuninaga ignored him, picked out a light-colored yukata, put it in the shopping cart, and walked away with his head held high.

As the time approached noon, the team that had been shopping for a long time went to the Chinese restaurant with the most prosperous business in Wanwu, and naturally saw a long queue.Everyone was a little disappointed, it seemed that they couldn't wait for their seats.

Hotaru was disappointed at first, and then suddenly remembered what the master said about brushing his face.If you don't sell your beauty at this moment, Xianyu will turn over in anger!

The god-judgment, who was obviously of the same species, adjusted his status and quickly switched to the channel of the melancholy and beautiful boy, successfully attracting the attention of the nearby female god-judger.

Most of the god judges are women, and there are very few men, and the high-quality and beautiful young god judges like Qingquan are even rarer.In fact, along the way, countless girls approached them blushing and heartbeating to strike up a conversation, and even met the proprietress who offered a discount when shopping.

Qingquan just made up a sad story about his own sword that had to be told on the spot, and immediately won the sympathy of all his colleagues, and let them jump in line smoothly all the way.A male judge was very dissatisfied at first, a pair of blue eyes of Shangqingquan was immediately speechless, obediently asked them to jump in line to eat in a dignified way, and it was still a VIP box!

The charm of killing both men and women, if you don't use it for a long time, the sword is still not old!

Suzumaru Hengji smiled softly, the God Judge was more interesting than he imagined.

That person should be coming soon, I don't know if you will be surprised to see such a judge.

After a comfortable meal, the shopping trip continued.In addition to daily necessities, the horses and guards needed for the battle and some materials Qingquan were bought back together.

When the new Minister of Finance asked Hasebe to veiled that he had bought too much, and whether there would be economic pressure, Hotaru smartly took out the card and put it in his hand, "Buy, buy, buy, it's not bad money!"

Press cut Hasebe:! ! ! !

Qingquan is very satisfied with Yingwan's young master demeanor.Anyway, it is the wool of the government of the time, why not squeeze it? !

After most of the things were delivered, the group returned easily. As soon as they left the space-time passage, Qingquan distributed the gifts they bought along the way to everyone.After seeing everyone's red eyes with satisfaction, Qingquan waved them away and asked them to go back and unwrap the presents by themselves. He was too embarrassed to face them!

After everyone left for a long time, Qingquan still stood at the door without moving, and Hotaru looked at him suspiciously.

Qingquan lowered his head, his eyes were mysterious, and he pulled Yingwan towards the backyard.

Yiqi Yizhen was holding a gift from the judge in his hand, his brows were soft and inconceivable.

It was a little box, very ornate in appearance, with gold leaves embroidered on red silk.When it was opened, there was only a small jasper stone.Yiqi Yizhen has stayed with many famous officials, so he naturally recognizes the value of this piece of jade.

But what made his eyes even hotter was the red ribbon, with the same golden thread embroidered with his name, every time he got excited.

Chinese characters are the handwriting of a god judge.

The one he had seen in the study had a delicate skeleton, with hints of sharpness at every turn, very much like himself.

Obviously, this was not a gift bought on a whim, but a wish prepared by the owner a long time ago.

Although it was late due to various reasons, it is finally lying in his palm now.

Tears finally fell down gently.

At the same time, Qingquan has already stood in front of Yaoyan.

"Are you ready, Hotaru?"

Odachi nodded solemnly, his eyes fixed on the closed door.

Qingquan exhaled, kicked open the door, and strode in. Yaken quickly slashed at him from the corner with a knife.

Yao Yan did a backflip when he saw the person coming, and retreated not far away.

Qingquan applauded, "That's right, it's stronger than I imagined. When you want to meet for the first time, you should let it go."

The drug research is unknown, so, "What are you doing?"

Hotaru smiled evilly, "Take care of you!" After speaking, he swung his knife and slashed at him.

Yao Yan roared, "Are you crazy?"

With a wave of Qingquan's finger, the light blue spiritual power quickly wrapped around Yaoken, and Yingwan's knife swung accurately to another position.

How would you choose between the mask on your face and the knife in your hand?

Yaoyan, oh Yaoyan, since you are powerless to save yourself, then I can only swing the knife.

The author has something to say:

I actually kept writing about Paying the God, but it turned out to be Fusangshen, why?Where did I get this wrong impression?It's so hard to change, cry to death!

I found a problem. I can’t see some of my comments at all. I can only see them from the "Comments I Received". What kind of weird bug is this!!!