I'll retire when I'm done

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"Wu, I'm cured."

"Ah."

The future head of the Wutiao family was indifferent. He was sitting by the desk, studying the finished manuscript written by Bai Hong with a serious face. He had already flipped through the thick stack several times.It clearly and simply stated the interpretation plan for the internal structure of the Wutiao family and various existing problems, and then set up solutions for various situations and different time periods. Dry water, dead and silent all year round, it is not easy to shake the foundation and carry out reforms from the inside out, but Baihong seems to be quite handy with this thing - the heavy decay and arrogance engraved into the marrow of the reluctance to change have become This is the biggest reliance for Bai Hong to write down these things.

If you hadn’t read it yourself, no one would have guessed that the development direction of Wutiaojia in the next 20 years has been planned on this stack of paper.

It is still too difficult for a five-year-old child to understand most of the concepts and succinct descriptions in it, but considering that the person who wrote this stuff is only ten years old, Gojo Gojo couldn't let go of that tone, so he simply put on a calm appearance and insisted on Shengsheng finished everything by himself.

Baihong...maybe it's not just Baihong.

Her past can be easily written on a simple piece of paper. The family in which she was born and the experience of the Chanyuan family have been investigated clearly by the Gotiao family. Such an environment cannot raise such a girl.

Even if he is a genius, some things do not belong to the category of innate knowledge, but Bai Hong never concealed those special things in front of himself, this is a bad thing, but also a good thing.

As for the difference, today's boys still can't tell the difference... just vaguely feel that trust is not a bad thing.

Gojo Satoru rubbed the paper, quietly reading the words on the paper.

A girl's desperate cry came from behind.

"...Wu, I'm really healed."

"You are too thin and need to be raised again."

Baihong tugged at his cloak in despair, collapsed in the heat and screamed: "Where do I need to raise—!"

Gojo Wu put down his pen, but turned around and wrapped Baihong's white velvet cape tighter again.

The cloak was the latest batch of clothes, Gojo Satoru personally picked it out, and the snow-white plush trim made the girl's face look more delicate like a porcelain doll, and the cloak kept warm very well, and Bai Hong's little face soon disappeared. Become flushed.

The young master Wutiao felt that it was not enough, he tightened his cloak tightly, and solemnly patted her thin shoulders that could hardly be touched after being wrapped in white fluff: "Don't catch a cold."

The cloak has an excellent thermal insulation effect. Wuwu's fingers submerged in the fine soft fluff and touched the thin outline of Baihong's shoulder and arm. He couldn't hold back for a while and touched his hands up and down for a long time. He was very satisfied with patting his own cat. feel.

Wutiao's family recently concocted an exclusive incense for Bai Hongxin. Wutiao Wu rubbed his hands for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and buried his face in her chest, squinting his eyes and rubbing against the plush-wrapped Bai Hong's body contentedly. .

Bai Hong: "..."

She glanced at the striped kimono on Gojo Satoru and the pair of bare feet stepping on the floor generously, and then glanced at her attire wrapped in a plush cloak to keep out the cold in the deep autumn weather.

She remembered the wild cat that jumped over the wall a few days ago. Gojo Satoru waited for a long time with the cat teaser stick, but the raccoon cat looked down at the boy with its tail flicking, and then walked away with its butt lifted, its back walking leisurely and inexplicably. You can see the meaning of ridicule.At that time, Gojo Satoru was so angry that he almost tore down the wall and asked someone to catch the cat back and lock it in a cage to laugh at him again. Finally, for some reason, he gave up angrily, and turned around and wrapped Bai Hong in a small fluffy cloak.

what.

The girl reacted slowly.

Except for the wrong species, Gojo Satoru's process of catching cats is exactly the same as his own.

... Could it be that this ancestor couldn't catch the cat by himself, so he sucked her like a cat.

Finally, just a second before the girl was so hot that she was about to faint from the heat, Aoi, who had become Bai Hong's exclusive maid, finally arrived late, and panicked from the hands of the reluctant young master. Bai Hong, whose eyes were already in a trance after peeling it off, quickly took off the cloak she was obviously wearing in the deep winter, and put on a thinner and softer shawl suitable for the current season.

Gojo Satoru held the white velvet cloak reluctantly, eager to take a step forward.

"...Just wear it for a while?"

Bai Hong took a few steps back, his face was vigilant, he just arched his back and hissed and hissed in a low voice.

"Get out, don't beat me up."

***

But obviously, Wujo Satoru's inexplicable interest in dressing up has not disappeared, but has become more and more high after the white velvet cloak incident.

The future head of the Wutiao family is about to celebrate his sixth birthday. The whole Wutiao family dare not take it lightly, and solemnly started preparing for the banquet a few months in advance. This time it is not just a birthday banquet, the tacit succession of the head of the family.

The Wutiao Enlightenment Technique is gradually revealed, which is the ancient Wutiao family technique that is most suitable for the Six Eyes. If there are people who are lucky before this, then after the Six Eyes technique is revealed, the family has begun to call him the Patriarch by default. When he becomes an adult, he will officially take over the Gojo family and complete the purely formal ceremony.

A week before the banquet, a brand new kimono appeared in front of Baihong.

I've managed to live here for a year now.

This is Bai Hong's first reaction.

Why, do you want me to wear this thing?

This is Bai Hong's second reaction.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at the priceless kimono, Bai Hong frowned.

"This is the owner's order." The maid prostrated herself on the ground, "You must wear this to the banquet, Miss Hong."

Bai Hong frowned even tighter.

"What does it have to do with me if he succeeds Gojo Satoru?"

***

"Master Wu likes you too..." Aoi smiled and combed the girl's long hair that was as smooth as soft satin, and knelt behind her and said softly, "And when you wear that cloak, it is really too much." It's lovable, I thought, maybe it's because Miss Hong is too cute that Master Wu likes it so much."

The maid glanced at Kyo Yuzen who was sitting beside her, and her tone became more joyful: "And I brought you such an expensive kimono. Master Wu said that you must follow him at the birthday party."

"I don't think it's necessary."

Bai Hong brushed back his hair, and the hair lightly brushed the wooden comb and left the maid's hand, she stood up without looking at Kyo Yuzen on the ground: "In the final analysis, the Gojo family's own affairs have nothing to do with me. "

"But..." Kui stared blankly at Bai Hong, and said blankly, "You're going to be the wife of the head of the house...?"

Bai Hong was taken aback for a moment, and immediately frowned: "What is the wife of the head of the house?"

Kui didn't know why she had such an expression, so she just said, "According to the rules, if you attend with Master Wu, it basically means that you are the future wife of the head of the house."

The maid was flustered and surprised: "...Miss Hong?"

she asked timidly.

"Aren't you happy?"

...Her ideal in life is an eight-hour work system. No matter how you think about it, no matter how you think about the status of the housewife who may have to work overtime throughout the year, she will not be happy.

"Hmm..." Bai Hong replied slowly, "I just feel that this question is a bit different from mine. I'm only 11 years old even in Chinese New Year, and Wu is five years younger than me. It's too early to think about this question."

"Ah, if that's the case, you don't need to worry at all."

Aoi replied with a smile.

"I heard what the elders said. They probably think that you are a little older. You can help take care of the housework while Master Wu is learning spells. You already know the situation of the Wutiao family very well. If it was you, Master Wu must not have Worry about it."

"Also, don't you like Master Wu very much?" Aoi said with a smile, "I heard that you are seriously considering the future of the two of you and the Wujo family~ Isn't it cute~"

Bai Hong didn't answer.

She did help Wutiao Wu plan the development of the Wutiao family in the next 20 years, and carefully considered the possible consequences for the young master, but that didn't mean that she had chosen her own position in the Wutiao family.

Strictly speaking, the thing to be given to Gojo Satoru is not an attitude at all——

"What are you talking about, Aoi?" Bai Hong's eyes were cold, and his tone was terribly calm: "Those jobs are at best just a 'remuneration' for the Wutiao family to take me in... And you can see it? It's from the Wutiao family. In the future, I didn’t write myself into it.”

"Eh?" The maid's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, "But you clearly—"

Bai Hong just opened his mouth and didn't answer, but he heard the thin paper door being kicked open roughly, and it hit the ground with a bang.Aoi shivered in shock, but Baihong's eyelids did not move, his gaze turned, and he met Wutiao Wu's frighteningly cold eyes.

In fact, even when they had just met and Bai Hong hadn't messed with him, Gojo Wu's eyes had never been so scary.

——It seems that there is an infinite storm, his eyes are fierce and gloomy; but before he has time to show it, all the terrifying hostility is hidden under the thin ice shell, and his reason collapses into a thin line , faltering under the rage that has not yet erupted.

But Gojo Satoru was just silent, and walked over slowly, he bent over and picked up the sandalwood tray with Kyo Yuzen on it and put it on the table beside him, turned around and walked in front of the girl, holding her cheek.

"At the banquet a week later, you must be by my side."

An overly bright smile suddenly appeared on the boy's face. His facial features were flawless. This smile could even be described as bewitching on his face. His fingers stretched slowly, and his little finger pointed at Baihong's neck suggestively. side, repeating softly.

"—you must be by my side."

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