I'll retire when I'm done

——This picture is very bad.

Xia Youjie, who was eating melon beside him, thought calmly.

The object of the proposal is very bad, and the object of the proposal is also very bad, and the environment of this temporary proposal is extremely bad; the conjurer is a conjurer, and most of the objects he deals with on weekdays are a collection of dross of human negative emotions If it weren't for wood and stones that don't know how to think, I'm afraid the school gate of the High School of Conjuration has long been cursed and soaked to breed infinite evil spirits-but anyone with a bit of aesthetics would not use this place as a place to propose marriage and promise the future of the rest of their lives.

But obviously, Gojo Satoru was really tempted—in this most suitable place for hell, the most difficult student in the history of the High School of Conjuration was at a loss as to what to do. Only the blind man in front of him could not see.

Even though the young DK is obviously shaken and excited at this time, and the turmoil in his heart is probably all romantic romances that have nothing to do with the life of the magician, but Xia Youjie, who is a bystander, sees it clearly. One was actually in a controlled state—the one who proposed marriage did not intend to hide the bad nature in her bones, and she could say the proposal with such an attitude, and one could guess what kind of mentality she was in after thinking about it.

However, although Xia Youjie has a magnanimous and compassionate personality, it is a pity that his conscience in his nature has long been tossed by Wujo Wu into a daily limited time limit; the picture of Wujo Wu being deflated is really too rare, comparable to the time-limited and out-of-print ssr suddenly in the game It became a godsend miracle as a gift for landing. Xia Youjie watched it for a while, and immediately blind-typed a message on the mobile phone to inform another poor comrade-in-arms who had been tortured by Gojo Wu's EQ all year round.

After that, the black-haired young man gave full play to the enthusiasm of the host, and politely invited the two adults who were frozen at the door into the reception room of the High School of Conjuration—the three sets of dishes were completely forgotten by the two parties. It is estimated that there will be no follow-up plot, Xia Youjie made a decisive move and gave it back to the guard as a favor.

Hearing the news that you can eat melons, Jiajin Nizi quickly dropped the experiment and homework and rushed to the disaster site. The girl ran all the way and even forgot to take the cigarette from her mouth. Later, I was fortunate enough to see the rare red face of the six-eyed uncle.

...What kind of innocent JK is sitting here, or the Gojo Satoru she knows?

Is it going to rain tomorrow?

She turned her gaze to Xia Youjie who was at the side.

Xia Youjie's face was tingling with horror and kindness.

I don't know, but let's eat red bean rice tonight, this picture is worth celebrating.

The moment you enter the house, your eyes are dead. Daddy Xia You, do you finally feel that being a father is no longer enough to satisfy your compassion? Are you ready to develop your career as a mother?

The black-haired young man who was ridiculed crazily was neither angry nor annoyed. Xia Youjie watched the scene of the stalemate for a while, then turned around and continued to play games with Fu Heihui with a smile.

Jia Ruozi tiptoed to sit next to him, looked at Fu Heihui who was happily playing the simplest clapping game with Xia Youjie, and looked over there because a certain party was completely unable to speak. The weird picture that led to the stalemate finally chose to turn the attention to the childlike version.

Not surprisingly, Xia Youjie seemed to like this kid very much.

This child was well educated by his parents, and benefited from gentle and polite conversation. Xia Youjie's personality is too tolerant, and he always has a kind of strange tolerance of gods and Buddhas. , but it doesn't prevent him from favoring obedient and sensible children.

When Jiarui Nizi looked at him, he always felt that the corners of his mouth were more sincere than usual, and at the same time resting his chin with one hand, he finally couldn't hold back his complaints, Xia Youjie, where are you from as a single father, and finally found a suitable partner Do you think you can entrust your children for life?

It's rare.

Xia Youjie answered with a smile.

If someone can control Wu, we can relax a lot, can't we?

This is true.Jia Ruozi nodded thoughtfully.

Gojo Wu's ears were flushed, and he tried hard to keep himself calm. The sudden innocence and shyness suppressed all the desire to struggle, the tip of his tongue was stagnant and stiff, and he lost all speech ability in an instant. He opened his eyes and looked at Bai Hong. In time, I couldn't tell whether it was screaming "Okay!" or "Don't make such a rash way of proposing!".

The young man raised his chin slightly with an arrogant and generous attitude, but when he opened his mouth, the first burst of artillery fire was directed at Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzi who were eavesdropping openly: "When will you two hear it! ?”

Seeing that the young master was about to turn into anger from embarrassment, Xia Youjie immediately raised his hands, hugged the well-behaved Fu Heihui, and walked out of the room with his family.

——Then, he turned around and came to the next door.

Fu Heihui watched blankly as the big sister in front of her took out a strange magic tool from her pocket and handed it to the black-haired big brother. The other side carefully stuck it on the wall, and the voice from the next room immediately became very clear. Military bugs work just fine.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi clapped their hands in tacit understanding, and began to eavesdrop openly.

Gojo Satoru pushed the light bulb away and regained a little bit of self-awareness. When he turned his head to stare at Bai Hong, he still couldn't control his stuttering voice:

"...Then what are you going to pursue with me?"

Roses, diamond rings, maybe there will be a few romantic dates before that, and then find a holy place for marriage proposals, where someone kneels down on one knee holding flowers and diamond rings, and proposes affectionately in front of everyone?

Hey, so vulgar.

Just imagining that scene, the corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth curled down uncontrollably.

...But, it's a marriage proposal.

That Bai Hong is proposing to me! ! !

The corners of Wujo Satoru's mouth were curled into a stiff straight line. The male high school student's terrified self-esteem made his mouth muscles almost tense, forcibly blocking the upward arc of his mouth, making that amazingly beautiful face appear for a moment. Distorted like a curse spirit, he was waiting for an answer, but he heard Bai Hong, who remained calm from the beginning to the end, said:

"After all, it is a bargaining chip that can make the Wujo family agree."

"..."

The arc of Gojo Satoru's mouth froze.

"what?"

He had a look of disbelief, and even Xia Youjie, who was soft-spoken and playing games with the children in the next room, stopped for a moment, and then continued as if nothing had happened.

Xia Youjie's originally peaceful and stretched eyebrows were slowly drawn back, and the reaction of the family was the calmest. The girl with short black hair crushed the cigarette casually with her pale thumb, and the thin silver and black soot fell silently. Xia Youjie's pair of black paint Qi's eyes were fixed on a little firework embers falling from his fingertips, gathering into an irregular circle on the floor.

It was like an arc that should have been brought back to perfection, but it became distorted due to some external reasons, making it uncomfortable to watch.

"Is that your answer?"

He was silent, and heard Wujo Wujo's faintly angry question.

It's not hard to guess Gojo Satoru's reaction.

You propose to me, but you have to ask the Wutiao family's attitude.

So what am I.

Gojo Satoru looked at her, unspoken anger and grievances that he could not understand were hidden in those amazingly beautiful blue eyes, the person being looked at looked as cold and unmoved as a mountain, as if talking about an indifference that had nothing to do with himself trade.

Bai Hong tilted his head slightly, "You are the Patriarch of the Five Articles, Wu ——Although I mentioned a marriage proposal, the value in it is not so pure. You should be very clear about what kind of marriage this is; based on pure love? Whether it is Neither you nor I, or do you want to admit that you still like me?"

She stretched out her finger, touched Wujo Wu's eyebrows from the air, and smiled lightly: "As for me to talk to Wujo's family, it is necessary-after all, the person I want to marry is a rare and precious person in the magic world. Six-eyed genius, the head of the Wutiao family, one of the three imperial families, do you think your family will allow you to marry me, a 'trash' with no magic power, if you don't come up with a suitable price?"

She laughed lightly, not knowing whether she was happy or angry.

"I grew up in Wutiao's family. Do you think I don't remember the attitude of Yusanjia towards my type?...Look, even you don't like me that much now, let alone you have seen me since you were a child." The Wutiao family that is not pleasing to the eye? If I don't bring any external benefits to marry you, it's probably just a 'pet' or something like that."

Xia Youjie and Fu Heihui, who had been paying two-thirds of their attention to this side, stopped clapping each other for a moment, and the child raised his eyes to look at the big brother in front of him, his eyes were clear and clean: "Big brother is watching What?—Aunt does not have spell power, this is a fact." He raised his hand and pushed Xia Youjie's palm that was still in the air, and made a crisp slap sound with a little effort.

"My aunt said that her spell power is completely useless, the kind worse than ordinary people."

Xia Youjie's complexion became a little unnatural.

Because of the natural connection with Wu, I heard that she was a childhood sweetheart who grew up together when I was a child... So it is natural to preconceive that she should also be a magician.

More importantly, her conversation with the conjurer was too calm and overconfident; different from Gojo Satoru's genius-like lawlessness and arrogant self-confidence, Baihong's temperament is a kind of calmness unique to the elders after the storm. Her awe-inspiring demeanor, her demeanor is too strong, people always unconsciously ignore the fact that she is blind, and even feel that she should stand there, standing side by side with the fixed point of the magic world.

But now it is said that she has no magic power?

...If that's the case, it is indeed "trash" to the magic world.And for the Yusanjia who attached great importance to this aspect of inheritance qualifications, they probably couldn't even meet the qualifications of ordinary concubines.

On the premise of knowing this situation, did she still propose to Wu?

Gojo Satoru frowned, but there was some uneasiness in his eyes.

He knew Baihong's past better than Xia Youjie, and he also knew better about her past environment. The young head of the Wutiao family seemed to have suddenly remembered Baihong's special physique that had been expelled and abandoned by the magic family since childhood. The memories that were thought to be vague suddenly became very clear: her treatment in the Zenyuan family, her position in the Wutiao family, the tone of the elders, the indifferent words and attitudes as if discussing pets...

Miss Baihong?Ah, remember, the beautiful pet that the little Patriarch wanted to keep on a whim back then?She looks so beautiful... If you don't consider bearing children, you are qualified to be a concubine for the head of the family in the future, just to pass the time... It's a pity to lose it like that.

——At one time, Bai Hong was not even worth living as a person in the mouths of those people.

At this moment, Baihong suddenly let out a meaningful chuckle, as if he asked casually: "Oh, has Wu forgotten? - It's no wonder, after all, it's not something that deserves the special attention of the 'Patriarch Wutiao' Woolen cloth."

"..."

Wujo Wu replied dryly: "I haven't forgotten."

His originally stiff and ugly face finally eased a little, he looked into Bai Hong's eyes and even felt a little guilty and uneasy, and finally there was a little wavering in his tone: "So, what are you going to give in exchange? Can the Wutiao family agree to marry you?"

Across the wall, Xia Youjie heard Bai Hong's voice.

"—From now on, there will be no Yusan family, only the Wujo family."

There was too long silence in response to her answer.

It is true that this is indeed a bargaining chip that is enough to tempt Wujojia - if she can really do it.

"what about me?"

Gojo Satoru's slightly hoarse voice followed softly, and he asked in a low voice, "Then what am I to you?"

Isn't this obvious, Xia Youjie sighed through the wall.

People have said that the target is the Wutiao family, and they also mentioned keywords such as alliance and marriage before. Isn't it obvious that they have become props for marriage?

Before I knew it, I was cheated by a bad woman, Wu.

"What does Enlightenment mean to me?"

The bad girl who cheated on her feelings suddenly let out a chuckle, and the ending of that laugh was hoarse and melodious, which made people's hearts tickle unconsciously.

"It's very simple."

"The reason why I took action to reorganize the structure of the magic world for the sake of the Wutiao family and the Yusan family is because of you—you gave all of them their due value, that's all."

"—Gojo Satoru, you are my only ambition."

--Snapped.

It was the sound of someone accidentally dropping a teacup next door.

--"Snapped".

This was the sound of Fu Heihui's young palm slapping Xia Youjie's palm which was frozen there.

The black-haired young man's neck was stiff, he was drawn back by the slight pain in his palm, Xia Youjie slowly lowered his head, and met the child with clear eyes.

Fu Heihui looked up at him, as if he didn't feel that there was something wrong with his behavior of taking advantage of his inattention. The little boy stretched his five fingers vigorously, and the whole palm was not as big as Xia Youjie's. With a big palm, he stared at the other person's eyes with open eyes, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Big brother, I won."

"Oops."

Jia Ruozi lit a new cigarette and put it in his mouth, the cigarette dangled up and down, and smiled meaningfully:

"What should I do, I will lose completely by accident~"