Dog rolls after divorce

"Well."

The boy's arms sank downward, relieving the impact of the fall.

Fan Chuan Qinghe couldn't help but grabbed his neck and plunged into his arms.

The young man's appearance gave people the illusion of being slender and deceptive, but Qinghe could feel that the shoulders she was resting on, the arms she was covering, and the waist and abdomen that she inevitably touched, all had tight muscles and contained terrifying explosive power .

[Catch it. 】

When listening closely to the heartbeat of the dog Curly Ridge, it can be found that his voice is not always soft.Using the wisteria flower as an analogy is not accurate.Youth is not a flower that withers easily.

It is more appropriate to use the quiet coast.

The kind of coast with fine white sand that often appears on the picture scroll.

The blue-green waves surge quietly, as if they have nothing to do with all the dangers and troubles in the world.

Qinghe supported the dog's shoulders and straightened up. "Thank you."

Qinghe's falling black hair blocked the moonlight.Only her translucent pupils reflected the light.

Just like cats.

Thinking of the scene of the girl clapping and meowing at the black cat in the afternoon, the dog Curly Thorn couldn't control his thoughts for a moment.

[Is it a cat? 】

"what?"

The dog curly spine squatted down, letting the girl fall to the ground.He had a hard time getting his thoughts under control.

[Hmm... she was as sensitive as a cat when she jumped down. 】

As we all know, cats eat fat chirp.Fen Chuanqinghe was very satisfied with Goujuji's answer.

"Thank you. But, don't you really need me to turn off the spell? Is it okay to be read by me all the time?"

【It's ok. 】

Even in spring, the night is still chilly. Qinghe Fenchuan touched the bristling hairs on his arms, put down the jacket tied around his waist, and put it on for himself. "Why did you go to the tree before?"

[You can see the moon. 】The dog curly thorn patted the dust on his body. [It's too boring to watch through the window. 】

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were sly, like the little bird that Qinghe used to play chess by her hand.

【Do you want to watch the moon together? 】

"Climbing a tree?"

Qinghe is eager to try.She had never climbed a tree before.

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

He pointed up to the sky.

[Higher than it.Let's go to the rooftop.That's closer to the moon. 】

Qinghe has rewarded countless moons in the past.

In the courtyard, under the flowering trees, servants gathered and lanterns were hung.At that time she looked up at the bright moon.What I think is that only the moon does not belong to Fanchuan.

so good.

Everything she sees now does not belong to Fanchuan.

And she was going closer to the moon.

After learning that the rooftop is directly above the residence of Mr. Wujo, Qinghe hesitated a little.

"Is this really good? Didn't you say that Mr. Wujo lives in the presidential suite? Will we disturb him?"

There are only two ways to go to the rooftop.One is to take the elevator directly.The second is to be carried up by a dog.

But the entire floor on the top floor is full of suites, and you can't go up without an exclusive magnetic card.They are bound to disturb Mr. Wujo when they take the elevator.

As for the latter method, wouldn't the impact of two people jumping up to the top floor really shake the ceiling?

She heard that strong people are very sharp.A little change in the surrounding environment can be sensed.Not to mention two people stomping on his ceiling.

【it does not matter. 】

Dog Curly Ridge has developed the ability to open eyes and tell lies exclusively for spellcasters-open eyes and imagine.

【Mr. Wujo fell into a deep sleep. 】

Gojo Satoru, who ate dessert as a supper, sneezed in his presidential suite.

"Ah, the nights in early spring are a bit cold."

In the heated, carpeted suite, Gojo Satoru spoke with a spoon in his mouth.

Then the ceiling dropped heavily.

Dust flickered into the dessert he had just eaten half a mouthful.

Wutiaowu: "..."

The suite was clean enough, and the force of the two students landing on the ceiling was not heavy, and the dust that was stirred up was not much, and most people could not see it at all.

But Gojo Satoru has six eyes.

He wrapped up the bandages indiscriminately, strode into the elevator, why didn't he go to bed in the middle of the night, ran out to look at the moon, couldn't fall asleep, and went to buy dessert for him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wujo! I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, do you want to watch the moon together?"

As soon as he showed up, Qinghe clasped his hands together and bowed slightly. Before he could complain, he straightened up and almost didn't jump up. "The moon is really beautiful! Gou Juan even taught me how to climb trees! Everyone nice!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

No, he didn't want to know about climbing trees.

He suspected that even if he ordered people to buy desserts, Qinghe would take it for granted, and added, "Is it enough to just buy desserts, everyone is fine."

What kind of miserable life did the girl lead at Fanchuan's house?

On a rare occasion, Gojo Satoru felt a dull ache in his conscience.

But how can something that doesn't exist hurt?

About phantom pain.

Like those who lose arms and legs in war and feel pain from limbs that don't exist, he occasionally suffers from phantom pains.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru has no psychological burden: "You can climb trees, which is really good. Do you mind showing the teacher?"

"Hey, isn't the teacher good enough?" At night, Qinghe Fanchuan was a little more lively than usual.

"No."

Gojo Satoru lost his conscience, but Goujuanji did not.

Seeing that the girl was about to fall into the trap of the unscrupulous teacher again, he coughed to attract the girl's attention.

【He can.He sure will.He absolutely made it up. 】

The words of seniors in the workplace point to two directions.

A person with higher power and good intentions is suspected of lying in public.

A slightly lower seniority but with good intentions, but only mentioned something in private.

What choice should Fenchuan Qinghe make?

"I'm not yet proficient at climbing trees, so I won't show my ugliness." Qinghe Fanchuan patted the fence beside him, "Is it true that Teacher doesn't watch the moon together?"

"Don't watch it, the moon makes my heart hurt." Gojo Satoru clutched his chest, "It reminds me of the ceiling shaking, leaving a stomach full of ashen mille-feuille."

Qinghe jumped off the railing in fright: "Is it because of us?"

Too fake.

Gou Juanji stared at Gojo Satoru lying.He has always only eaten sweet, salty egg yolk mille-feuille?No matter how you think about it, it's impossible. No matter how you think about it, it's just an excuse.

【he……】

Qing He just tugged on his sleeve, "Then let's buy dessert for the teacher to make amends."

"Sweet ones! Don't buy salty ones."

Hooked.

Even if the other party didn't lie well at all, he was hooked.

The dog curly spine sighed, that's okay, so the topic of climbing trees was completely skipped.

The two took the opportunity to get down from the elevator.

I don't know who designed the elevator. There are mirrors on all sides. Wherever you look, you will meet the other person's eyes. Under the bright lights, Qinghe is obviously uncomfortable.

Curlythorn discusses with her where to buy dessert.

"Here, here, you can go to these shopping malls." She quickly took out her mobile phone, avoiding the dog's gaze.

Qinghe took stock, "Just sweep all their things here. Although I don't know what Teacher Wutiao likes to eat, there is always something he likes in it. For the sake of quantity, he will forgive us."

No, for the sake of quantity he will know how to bully you.

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The difference between a teasing young boy and a teasing old man(?)

Will there be phantom pains in conscience?

【Conscience Pacemaker】

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