Sudden by a hologram

A semester of intensive courses is over, and the winter vacation that teachers and students are looking forward to is finally here. The teaching director and the principal are standing at the school gate with smiles, sending the students off to go back and have a pleasant vacation.

"Don't forget to study, too," said the dean.

Ling Zhengxuan joked with him, "You, the children have been on vacation for so long, and they still don't forget to teach. I don't know if it's right or wrong to hire you as the teaching director."

When those two people left the school gate, Ling Zhengxuan retreated first, they had something to say.

Before the reunion and long parting, Cheng Beimo always saluted this master, but it was the first time for Pei Jiuji to follow his senior brother to salute such a grand master.

The two apprentices suddenly knelt down, and Ling Zhengxuan staggered, "I'm going to pray to heaven and earth before I prepare the red envelope?"

It seems that it should be ready early, Ling Zhengxuan smiled, "Go back, have a good New Year, see you next year."

"Yes, goodbye, master."

When the principal came back, the dean smiled and said, "You really have taken in two good apprentices."

Ling Zhengxuan's kind smile became arrogant.

But the dean suppressed his smile, "After receiving the communication, the Federation released Xiao Quanfeng on bail."

Ling Zhengxuan's smile froze in an instant. He hadn't cared about worldly affairs for many years, and it was only when the college was in danger that he was forced to take action. If the next incident involves innocent people, can he stay out of it?

However, when he witnessed this dark city hidden in the light 20 years ago, he decided not to step into the light or plunge into the darkness.

Ling Zhengxuan watched the children leave school one by one, and sighed deeply. This battle is not over, but just started.

Anyway, wait until this year is over.

......

Master Bao is live broadcasting today, but he is not playing a game, but unpacking it!

As we all know, Mr. Bao had only opened a box once in his live broadcast career for more than a year before that, and that time he opened a box... ruined his reputation.

Really looking forward to today's unboxing.

The main reason is that his boyfriend participated in a project called "Dragon Core", which has the same name as the game he has been playing, so in order to avoid the taboo of his boyfriend's name, Pei Jiuji planned to do another unboxing.

In addition to this, there is another reason, and that is to invite my boyfriend to come to the house for the New Year this year, but there is really nothing at home.

Although the family is a well-known family business, the two brothers and sisters who are struggling in this family have chosen not to inherit the business of the family and started scientific research. One is making holographic particles and the other is making flying mechs. In recent years, the assets of the two brothers and sisters have been able to compete with their own. Enterprise half the sky.

So when Pei Jiuji was an adult, he bought a house in Baicheng by himself, but he didn't come back for a few years. The house was only decorated and had no regular daily necessities at all.

After deciding to invite Cheng Beimo to live here during the winter vacation, Pei Jiuji bought a lot of things temporarily, and now the courier has piled up an entire grocery store, just to do a live broadcast of unboxing.

The live broadcast room was quite lively at this time.

——Does Master Bao live with Hologram?

——Are you naive? Didn’t Mr. Bao live with Hologram all the time.

- oh~~~

This "oh" is quite emotional.

Although it's not been a day or two to live together, I feel inexplicably excited when I think that I will live together for several days soon.

So Pei Jiuji dismantled the first one, a three-piece bed suit.

"This is......"

——What kind of dirt is this? Hahahahahaha.

—— Baozi unpacking (×) Baozi ruined (√)

Pei Jiuji looked helplessly at the inexplicably festive three-piece suit on the bed filled with big red flowers, and remembered the message his father sent him two days ago, "Xiao Jiu, your father must send it to you, I can't stop it." Stay, actually, it’s pretty pretty too, hahaha.”

How beautiful is this!

Put this aside and continue unboxing.

About 10 minutes later, the teleporter lighted up, and Cheng Beimo came back from the Lost City, "Eh? The newly made bed sheets are pretty, big red roses."

"..." Even though he disliked it, he still spread the flower bed with Weiming.

So everyone was very pleasantly surprised to see a good-looking man suddenly appearing in the camera, wearing a black shirt, with tall and straight muscles faintly visible at the neckline, he raised his legs, stepped over layers of cardboard boxes, and walked behind the camera.

A good radio microphone can collect the silent room clearly, and even the kiss of peace, which is tasted and passed away, can be heard clearly.

——Damn it! ! !The CP I knocked came true! !Ah ah ah ah ah!

——My God, I have already made up [-] words in my brain!

——Wen Cheng, who is big in Hanamaki, does not deceive me, woo woo woo!

——After the Hanamaki was finished, I thought I was out of food, but I didn’t expect to hit the real thing!

——A Wei is dying repeatedly! ! !

And the two people behind the camera seem to have not noticed the barrage on the screen at all. Their chat is so ordinary, so ordinary life.

"Why did you come back?"

"It's been a long time preparing gifts in Lost City."

"What do you think of my new sheets?"

"It's pretty, did it come from Dad?"

"Ah."

— Did you hear that?

--heard it!The hologram's father yelled too smoothly!

Pei Jiuji continued to unpack the box, and Cheng Beimo was beside him, took the blade and handed it to him.

After unpacking, he found one thing. He remembered that he had prepared daily necessities in the past few days, but he didn't buy so many things. How could there be so many express deliveries.

So Pei Jiuji dragged out two pairs of the same slippers, "It's still Peppa Pig's."

Cheng Beimo, "I asked Qiqi to buy this."

Two toothbrushes, one powder and one basket, "This is... that girl Sakura and her good friend, named Tomoyo?"

Cheng Beimo, "I also asked Qi Qi to buy this."

"What about this Barbie doll towel? Colorful bubble body wash? Citrus scented shampoo?"

"Qi, Qiqi bought it..."

A certain Qiqi happened to call at this time, "Brother, Brother Beimo asked me to buy something, I mixed it with the one I bought for Chacha, have you unpacked it?"

My brother replied, "I have already used it."

It's a lie, watching the live broadcast of Hanamaki Daida, the younger sister said, "Brother, could it be... You planned to live together, but you didn't even have the daily necessities ready."

elder brother,"......"

Hang up.

So classmate Pei Jiuji enthusiastically invited Mr. Cheng Beimo to live at home during the winter vacation, so what did he prepare?Snacks, snacks, still snacks.

By the way, there is also a frying pan, the kind that can fry eggs.

After dropping a steamed stuffed bun, he continued to unpack his own three-piece snack set, five-piece snack set, and snack gift pack. Suddenly there was a loud noise in the kitchen, and the hologram was sorry to be carrying a ring, emitting black smoke.

The only daily necessities prepared by dropping a steamed stuffed bun, a frying pan, just disappeared.

"So why this time?" He almost asked through gritted teeth.

Cheng Beimo raised a fringe of bangs on his forehead, "Hair is long, when you brush it, the egg will be mushy."

Pei Jiuji opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Cheng Beimo's fringe suddenly slipped down, hanging down in the middle of his forehead, and swayed mischievously twice.

"It's really long."

Some time ago, I was busy with Xiao Quanfeng's affairs, and I never went back to Lost City, and I didn't let the hairdresser come over. The boy's hair grows fast, but within half a month, it has already grown to cover his eyes. Cheng Beimo's already indifferent eyes, It is more deserted.

When Cheng Beimo turned around again, Pei Jiuji took a pair of scissors and sharpened them, "Many hair stylists have returned home during the Spring Festival. Let me fix it for you."

No rejection.

Moved a stool from the dining room, turned on all the lights in the living room, suddenly it was daytime, and it felt a bit like a hair salon.

After Cheng Beimo sat down, Ren Pei Jiuji wrapped a tablecloth around him, leaving only a fluffy head, like a child in a kindergarten obediently waiting for the teacher to distribute bread.

Suddenly, a soft touch passed through the hair, and one could feel a pair of extremely gentle hands caressing the ends of the hair like this, twisting a strand gently.

From Cheng Beimo's point of view, you can clearly see Pei Jiuji's hand holding the scissors. This is the finger that he usually twists the particles. The bony fingers are clearly holding the scissors lightly. You can even see the slightly whitish joints and the pulp of the thumb. I buckled the handle of the scissors too hard, and a little red mark was drawn.

A little distressed and a little greedy, I wanted to touch the gentle fingers, but was interrupted by a slight anger, "Don't move around."

The boy who cut his hair sat upright again.

Strange to say, Pei Jiuji should have cut Cheng Beimo's hair for the first time, but he felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar. Maybe Cheng Beimo, who let him be slaughtered, returned to the three months in Lost City.

Cheng Beimo's hair is very soft and feels very comfortable in the hand, as if brushing a piece of extremely soft wool, and the color of the hair is also very shiny. If it is long hair, it must be like in the [-]th century AD Like princes and nobles, noble and gorgeous.

Pei Jiuji was too comfortable to touch, so he touched it for a while accidentally, and thought twice before removing the scissors.

There was a crisp "click", a strand of hair fell off, and a faint voice above said, "Look up."

Cheng Beimo raised his head slightly and almost bumped into Pei Jiuji's nose. It was because he bent too low in order to cut it carefully. The long clean feathers almost touched Cheng Beimo's hair, and the breath was blowing so warmly. At the top of the hair, a heartbeat.

After about a few minutes, the hair stylist finally realized that he was being stared at by the customer all the time, and his face turned red, "Always staring at a boy is very rude."

Cheng Beimo chuckled, but stretched out his hand to pull the head that had been dangling in front of his eyes for a long time, and kissed it lightly.

The scissors under Pei Jiuji's hands stopped suddenly, and a piece of this restless guest's temple was cut off.

Wiping the corners of her mouth, she raised her hand to pat her forehead more fondly, "If you move again, I won't cut it for you."

Sure enough, the guest sat upright again, not daring to move his hands or feet again.

It's just that although the live broadcast room can't see the face, only listening to each other's sweet petting voices, I have already imagined a big scene, but at this time, the live broadcast room suddenly went black, and Baozi said softly, "This is the end of today's live broadcast, Then let's... wait, uh... don't touch my waist... see you next time then."

You can imagine what happened next.

Probably because the live broadcast room will be banned.

Anyway, it's already a holiday, it's okay, the torment was too late the night before, and the people who were sleeping in bed were not woken up the next day.

The city lord sat in the same position as last night again, surrounded by the same tablecloth last night, but the scissors and techniques that fell were very professional.

The senior stylist who was called from the Lost City complained, "City Master, why does your hair look like a dog has planed it."

"..."

The author has something to say: these chapters will be very sweet