[Ultimate Class One Series] There is a Qiu Ball rolling over

94,

Moxibustion dance always felt that she was teaching Ling with the highest etiquette standard in her mind.

He taught her to know etiquette, to know how to express gratitude after others do things for her, to take the initiative to draw in the relationship between people, and not to show hostility.

Xiaotuanzi who sits next to him every day is like a blank sheet of paper. Of course, Ji Wu has no doubt that in some respects her brother Ling is also a blank sheet of paper. How can a so-called elite idiot teach another elite idiot? It can be understood simply by imagining that after a few weeks of unremitting efforts like this, Ji Wu feels that he has successfully transformed Ling into a good boy who obeys the most polite rules from the royal city down to the Demon Realm.

Such observance of politeness is also relative.

In Ling's mind, after making the Prajna Flower to Guifeng, it was only natural for the other party to thank her affectionately.

...Brother Moxiu Wu also said that he should take the initiative to draw in the relationship between people.

Ling got up from Guifeng's body, blinked innocently and looked at the other person's annoyed expression.

Moxie Wu laughed convulsively behind her, but after being glared at by Guifeng, she sternly reprimanded her seriously.

"Call me brother."

Ling turned around to look at Moxibustion Wu, then lay down in front of Guifeng for a few more careful glances, and then reluctantly complied.

"...Something is different... Well, Brother Little Phoenix."

Before Mo Wu could hold back her smile again and wanted to change her address, Ling's icy fingers caressed the center of his brow without authorization, as if trying to smooth out a knot that was tied there.

Then her finger slowly moved to Guifeng's eye, where the pupil of Honglian Temple was stored.

"how?"

Moxibustion dance frowned.

"Tch, my eyes still hurt a little."

Guifeng pouted and said.

The reason why he didn't push her away was because the place she touched was the faintly painful and burning wound.

"Just retracted?"

Ji Wu hurriedly took a few steps, walked to Ling's side, leaned down and said a few words quickly

Ling's expression was always blank, she nodded slowly, and then turned to Guifeng.

Her fingers are now on his pupils.

The bone-chilling cold above the pupils mixed with the burning of the Red Lotus Temple inside the pupils.

Guifeng couldn't help but grabbed a corner of the sofa.

"It hurts."

Ling tilted her head and thought for a while, then gave an adjective.

...Tch, are you still afraid of pain when you are my uncle?

Guifeng was about to express some disdain, but in the next second, when Ling slapped her forehead directly into Guifeng's forehead, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

That sound really hurt.

Now their eyes meet.

Guifeng saw her pupils gradually changing shape.

They become prajna flowers.

The black was replaced by a large piece of pure white, and the petals rotated in the eye sockets, as if there were countless petals, from small to large, spinning around from inside to outside.

Then the petals peeled off.

Delicate and delicate Prajna flowers fell from Ling's eyes.

——Maybe all of this is just an illusion he saw in his consciousness.

Guifeng lay on the sofa a little dizzy.

The distance between them was too close, the light attribute of the other party confused his flames, and messed up his thoughts.

This may be the first time he has been so close to a person of the opposite sex.

——Did the other party treat him as the opposite sex?

Who knows.

He felt himself lift off the ground.

For the first time, Guifeng, who has been accustomed to the scorching heat of fire, felt that his body was surrounded by bone-chilling ice, snow and white light. He floated unsteadily in mid-air, and as far as he could see, there were large swirling prajna flowers in confusion.

The Buddha statue in the Red Lotus Temple was covered in frost, and the sharp teeth of the red lotus wrapped around the Buddha's body were exposed, every inch was frozen, and the Buddhist gate of the Red Lotus Temple was closed again.

It slept peacefully in Guifeng's pupils.

"Okay."

He heard her say it with a smile.

The soft voice, and the soft touch in his arms.

He suddenly remembered something, and whispered something in her ear before falling into a deep sleep.

The pure white flames that flowed from both of their bodies faded away.

Rex fell asleep on the sofa, and Qiuqiu also fell asleep in his arms with his arms around his neck.

"Is that all right?"

Moxibustion dance gave a low laugh.

When he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly remembered an important thing.

"Ah, bad."

Talking to himself, he turned and sat back on the sofa,

"Promise me dinner...cut."

95,

Qiu Qiu felt that she woke up at the wrong time.

She obviously had a very good dream.

She followed a rabbit with sparkling red eyes in a field full of unknown pure white flowers, and then found a big bird.

A bird with gorgeous wings like a burning cloud in the sky.

The end of its fur was faintly red, and it was lazily licking its paws.

Qiu Qiu stood in front of it, and cautiously reached out to touch it.

Although subconsciously the other party didn't seem to be so obedient, this time, it stroked its feathers along her without resistance.

——Qiu Qiu woke up so contentedly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the one who seemed to be sitting on the sofa diagonally across from her... Ding Xiaoyu?

He showed her a faint polite smile... But he couldn't help but smile?

Qiu Qiu quickly discovered the reason why the other party couldn't help laughing.

She and Rex hugged each other like Siamese twins, and took a nap on the sofa.

— oh my god! !

Qiu Qiu felt his face burn instantly.

Could it be that she and Rex slept all afternoon under Ding Xiaoyu's gaze?

Why is she not impressed?

No—even Rex, he hadn't been so gleeful to have others stare at them all afternoon.

Following Qiuqiu's violent struggle, Rex woke up with a sleepy yawn.

"what……"

he complained vaguely.

"Good evening, Rex."

Ding Xiaoyu suddenly made a sound.

Qiu Qiu felt that he must be gloating or extremely happy.

It was worth wasting an afternoon to see this side of Rex.

Rex didn't realize it at first, his hand just placed on Qiuqiu's lower back, and when he brought his hand up along Qiuqiu's back, he suddenly woke up.

Qiuqiu could almost see his eyes suddenly go round.

He jumped up from the sofa, and when Qiu Qiu was still half-sitting on him, the two bumped into each other in some embarrassment, and Qiu Qiu half-sat on the ground in embarrassment.

She slapped Rex's thigh angrily.

"--you you--"

Rex obviously just woke up from a good dream, but unfortunately the faint smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth was murdered. He stared at Ding Xiaoyu, then turned his head to look at Qiu Qiu who was on the ground. This understanding of the situation is not enough.

But Rex was Rex after all, and he quickly recalled the key points from his mind.

"Wang Dadong—I remember he asked me to meet at the gate of Bara High School..."

Rex glanced at Ding Xiaoyu slightly sharply, waiting for him to explain.

"Well, Dadong went back beforehand."

Ding Xiaoyu nodded.

"then you……?"

"Because you promised to take me to dinner—you cooked dinner."

Ding Xiaoyu said solemnly.

Looking at the other party's serious expression, Rex felt that he had run out of words.

... just because of a dinner?

"Ok."

He pulled up Qiuqiu who was sitting on the floor, and strode out of the living room with a bit of gritted teeth.

Qiu Qiu blinked blankly at Rex's back, then turned to Ding Xiaoyu.

"It's annoying."

He nodded politely.

"..."

Qiu Qiu nodded with his mouth open, and added as if thinking of something,

"No trouble."

Rex almost unloaded Jooball's kitchen this evening.

Of course, Qiu Qiu and Ding Xiaoyu both interpreted this phenomenon as high-level anger.

The two sat at the dining table, watching Rex, who was wearing a pink apron, move the dishes out of the kitchen with great enjoyment, and then knocked off the chopsticks that the two were eager to try.

"No stealing!"

he ordered.

"...I'm hungry."

Qiu Qiu looked at him pitifully, biting his chopsticks.

"Hungry."

Rex shook his hand blankly and continued into the kitchen.

He tidied up the overcrowded refrigerator today and made a luxurious dinner for three.

While he wasn't paying attention, Qiu Qiu secretly stuffed a shiny shrimp ball into his mouth.

"Do you still want dinner?!"

Rex asked coldly in the kitchen.

"...Okay then."

Qiuqiu swallowed the shrimp ball in frustration.

The author has something to say: I feel very tangled today, because I have made it clear to the little boy that I still like my ex like a scumbag, and I have no way to be responsible for him... Well, this time it's my turn to be the bad guy

……besides!Why is the tremella still boiled after six hours of cooking! ! !Solve! !