Dog rolls after divorce

When You Shoulang woke up, the room was empty.He was stuffed under the quilt, but the quilt was cold.I don't know who tucked him in the quilt, and it didn't show a single thread from the head and neck.

But no matter how many times, no matter how long you lie down, no matter how tight the enclosure is, this is always the case, without a trace of warmth.

Before anyone noticed that he was here, he got up and walked out of the room.The small figure blended into the shadows, silently, and none of the servants who happened to pass by noticed him.

Gojo Satoru is going to visit Fanchuan's house, so he has to go back and continue pretending to be sick.He returned to his room expressionlessly, waiting for the rumored Six Eyes to come to Fenchuan, waiting for him to leave, and when night fell, he would take the Wugou Stone.

——The problem can be big.

This was Qinghe's reaction after seeing Gojo Satoru slipped on the water.

real or fake?Is it intentional?Will this fall on her too?

With Wujo teacher as the center, the water surface at the feet rippled in circles, and the young man did touch the water surface for a moment just now.

Unlimited failed?

Qinghe knew that Mr. Wutiao's technique had no lower limit, which had the effect of vacuum isolation. As long as he wanted to, the attack would not be able to hit him.Goujuanji also told her in private that sometimes Teacher Wutiao doesn't carry an umbrella and uses this to shelter from the rain.

But just now, the white-haired youth did sprain his feet in front of everyone.

When Teacher Wutiao's face turned around, Qinghe subconsciously stood up straight, waved her hands behind her sister, and said silently, "It's not me!"

Gou Juanji stared blankly at the disappearing ripples on the sea, as if he hadn't recovered from the embarrassment of Teacher Wutiao.

Qingli looked like nothing happened just now: "Could it be that Qinghe was too naughty at school and caused you trouble, so you can't say it?"

Beside her, the little girl who was tugging at the corner of her skirt withdrew her hand timidly.

"Huh? You are not, you dare not, you won't..." Gojo Satoru stood firm, propped his chin, and counted the people on the deck one by one, starting with the dog roll spine, and finally set his eyes on the one who hadn't appeared. The sound, on the child who was almost ignored by him.

He approached the ship, turned over the railing, squatted down, and said to Aoi with the shofar braid, "Was that you just now?"

Facing his question, the three women on the deck acted simultaneously.

The youngest Aoi not only kept her gaze away from him, but also took a step back with her head down.

With a gentle expression, Kiyosato held his daughter by the hand, without changing his smile, but sideways blocked his move forward.

And his student Fenchuan Qinghe, who was looking at him begging for mercy just a moment ago, wished to hide in the sky, but now he took the initiative to greet him: "Teacher, Xiaokui doesn't like talking to strangers, if you have anything, you can let me It’s the same with centered communication.”

"Oh," Gojo Satoru didn't have any opinion on this, and he didn't get to the bottom of it, "It was a magic formula just now, the long-lost mutual placement of the Fanchuan family."

Kiyosato:?

Qinghe:? ? ?

"Wait, you mean just..."

Qinghe listened to Xiakui's heartbeat.

Aoi suffers from autism, and her heart sounds are different from ordinary children.Because she is more sensitive than others, a little noise in the environment will be amplified into noise in her heart, and her real thoughts are mixed in, making it difficult to distinguish.But Qinghe is used to listening to Aoi's voice, and Aoi's defense against her is also very low.

Because of the half-brother with Qingli, the relationship between the two was once bad. Qinghe seemed friendly, but in fact it was just a matter of saving face. It wasn't until Qingli came home that time and Qinghe read her heartbeat that the relationship between the sisters eased a little.

The turning point that made Qingli completely fall for her, open up to her, and determined to help her escape was that Qinghe listened to Aoi's heartbeat and communicated with Qingli for her.

At that time, Kiyosato had been depressed about her daughter's autism for a long time and was already on the verge of giving up. After learning about her inner thoughts, she gained the strength to persist.The communication between the two sisters also became closer.

Then the development will be a matter of course.

【Building Blocks……】

She read it unconsciously.

From Aoi's ambiguous voice, Kiyosato also discerned clearly what she wanted to express.

"Xiaokui said, it's like building blocks."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that Fenchuan's technique was passed on to Nakamura Aoi?

Qinghe knew more or less about Fanchuan's techniques.She even suspected that the Wugou Stone was developed by a fanchuan using this technique.

Kiyosato was the same, but he didn't know much about it. With the addition of Gojo Satoru, the few of them discussed what might have happened just now.

The Fenchuan technique is called mutual placement, and the world is like a jigsaw puzzle in their eyes.Matter is like jigsaw pieces, which can be removed and interacted with, but they must be put back together with the same pieces, otherwise they will suffer backlash.

"Just now, did you replace Wutiao Teacher's No Lower Limit with each other?"

"Well, I replaced the lower limit under my feet. It was swapped with the one on top of my head, so there was a sense of imbalance at that moment."

At first, Kiyosato was looked down upon because of Aoi's autism, and the relationship between husband and wife also dropped to a freezing point, but now she learned that her daughter might possess a magic spell, and she was not happy about it.

"Xiaokui... I just want her to be an ordinary person and that's fine."

She picked up the child and gently covered Xiaokui's ears with her hands.

"To be honest, this child has autism. I don't expect her to become a great magician to protect others. I only hope that she can protect herself when she grows up."

"Autism? Can you show it to Niatz, or have you never thought that this child's illness may be caused by the heaven and the curse?"

The sky and the curse, the constraints given by the heavens.The number is extremely rare, even rarer than conjurers. Natural constraints often bring natural advantages that are absolutely difficult for others to surpass.As far as Qinghe knows, Maki is bound by the sky and the curse, and the spell power is not even better than that of ordinary people. Without special glasses, you can't see the spell spirit.But correspondingly, her talent in gymnastics is difficult for others to match.

It can be said that the impact of learning that Xiaokui has a technique is not as strong as it is now.

"Is it possible? Is it possible to cure it?"

Wujo Wu pointed at Qinghe: "You can ask your sister."

Qinghe doesn't want to make promises.Heaven and curse is a difficult problem, not easier than the treatment of autism in the general sense.But she couldn't give a negative answer to Shangqingli's eyes.

"One more way is always one more possibility. The family doctor is a very powerful person. Aoi is still young, so I can't say for sure what will happen in the future."

She stroked the child's head.

Teacher Wutiao is still the same as before, able to accurately step on the weakness of people's hearts.

"It's too bad," Kiyosato wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Can you please keep this a secret? Otherwise, Nakamura and Fenchuan may come to fight. Although these two families belong to the low class, but the flies are always buzzing, which is very annoying of."

"Yes."

Gojo Goto and Gou Juanji, who was watching, silently confirmed where Qinghe learned Zu'an's speech skills.

Thank you Xiaokui for saving a life.

When Gojo Satoru called him out of the cabin, Qinghe and Gou Curji thought this at the same time.

Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief. She almost thought that Teacher Wutiao was going to sue Qingsato. To be honest, she was not so nervous when the teacher wanted to tell the head of the family that some courses were left behind.

Gojo Satoru cut to the chase: "Let's talk about the compensation."

This, so fast?

The young man's hair was already raised high, and it didn't change much under the sea breeze. He just left his parents and found a new seedling for the future, and his smile became more publicized.

"You should know what I'm talking about, number one? Otherwise, number two, you teach her."

Number one knows, number one admits to being cowardly, and number one bows his head: "You tell me the number."

Gojo Satoru spread out his hand and shook it like a boneless animal, "Let me see how much money you have made."

The parents are separated by a wall, Qinghe didn't want to make any noise and draw Qingli's attention, she endured the humiliation, bowed her head and handed in her phone.

Even so, the young man was not satisfied. He directly counted the digits and said with a smack of his tongue, "Why is it so small? The advertisement is placed all over Tokyo, I don't think I can't see it. Is the share of the patent so low?"

"This is actually..."

"Number two."

Qinghe immediately fell silent like a chicken or duck being held by the neck.

Gou Juanji couldn't resist, so he obediently took out his phone.

Qinghe said to himself, Teacher Wutiao is too perceptive, and he guessed that she transferred the money to the dog roll thorn.I just hope that Goujuanji has deleted the transfer information.

The dog curly thorn is deleted.

But Gojo Satoru never regarded himself as an outsider, opened an account happily, and directly checked the transfer records.The eyes of the two of them went dark, as if they saw themselves being hung on the mast to dry all the way, being pecked by seagulls, and being filmed by Teacher Wutiao.

"Well, number one, why did you transfer so much money to number two 10 minutes ago?"

Even through the bandage, Qinghe seemed to be able to see his interested blue eyes.

Fortunately, fortunately, I transferred half of the money to Sister Qingli first, so that she could help take care of it.Even if Goujuanji's den, bah, even if Goujuuji's place is discovered, she still has part of the funds.

"Is it because you want to evade taxes? That's not okay." Gojo Satoru, holding their mobile phones in each hand, looked at the young girl who seemed to be wilted by the sea breeze, in a surprisingly happy mood, "No, no, no, it's not tax evasion, right? ? After all, I’m not a government organization, so it’s about sharing the spoils, right?”

Qinghe was still stubborn: "No, no, no!"

The dog curly spine is even more madly denying: "Dried bonito!"

He stabbed Qinghe.

[Hurry up, you should come up with a reason. 】

The boy shouted from the bottom of his heart, urging desperately.

【Qinghe, you can do it! 】

No, I can't.

Qinghe couldn't think of any reason for her to transfer money to Gou Juanji, or to transfer such a large sum.

Wait, hire, hire a second-level conjurer to accompany her to Fen Chuan's house as a bodyguard, plus scouting escort and heir trial guidance, the corresponding price of this long-term task can barely be explained.

"Sure enough, he hired Thorn as a contract lover."

Speak up, hire—

Qing He panicked and did not choose a path, and repeatedly cheered: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Gou Juan couldn't choose a word, and quickly agreed: "Salmon roe!"

etc!What is the strange thing in the second half?

The boys and girls looked at each other, and they both found themselves terrified in each other's eyes.Gojo Satoru said it, he really said that word that neither of them thought about——

Qinghe: "No! No! It's fake! It's wrong! It's about dividing up the spoils!"

Dog Curly: "Dried bonito! Dried bonito!!!"

The last sentence of dried bonito is for the girl who blew herself up.

[You can't talk about dividing the spoils, how did you admit to dividing the spoils?Why don't you just accept Gojo-sensei's thoughts——]

"Eh? Isn't it? To prevent the marriage contract or something? Otherwise, why did you take him back to the ancestral house?" Wujo Satoru asked a question that hit the soul.

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