My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

Yigu Youtai didn't really spend more than 5 minutes in the same space with "the younger generation who originally boasted to take care of Haikou" until he got on the plane.

There is no way, his younger generation is too workaholic. In this week or so, he met twice in total. The first time was to pick up the airport, and the second time was when the younger generation asked Miguel for the room key. The time does not exceed 2 minutes - 2 minutes is actually too much, it should be calculated in seconds.

Even, Yi Guyouta suspected that the younger generation actually planned to go first by himself, but because of other unknown reasons, he finally chose to be on the same flight as them.

——Things are similar to what he thought. My wife Xia Ye originally planned to directly ask Bailan to borrow a private jet, but later, she swiped through other people's chat screens and saw the messages sent to him by Yigu Yuta (he didn't reply to any of them) ), and silently canceled the plan to sneak away.

In Yigu Youtai's news, he inadvertently mentioned that his classmates would pick him up at the airport after returning to China, and this "classmates" naturally included Goujuanji.

So my wife Xia Ye changed her mind without hesitation: ——I want to go back to China together, and I want Mr. Thorn to pick me up at the airport.

"Eh... But, how should I say it?"

Yiguyoutai received a call from Pangda just as he got off the plane. He carefully lowered his head and glanced at Fenmao walking in front of him, and then said in a soft voice as much as possible:

"If it's not in the working state, I feel that the younger generation is not difficult to get along with, but the state looks a bit bad..."

On the other end of the phone, Fat Da sighed.

"Actually, Yuta, when you said that Xia Ye didn't pay attention to you, we were shocked—maybe this is the negative buff that would appear without Thorn by his side, and Xia Ye's double standards are also obvious... Maybe you will be shocked when you come back oh."

Yigu Youtai: "???"

What would Panda think shocked him?He has already clearly realized the indifferent personality of the younger generation. To be honest, people with this style are not difficult to get along with, but they may be dead in the air. Does Pang Da think that the dead in the sky will shock him?

After all, he has been in contact with all kinds of special-level conjurers, so he shouldn't be.

The super conjurer didn't understand Pang Da's subtext for a while, so he glanced at the little pink hair obediently following the flow of people in confusion - the junior still kept his eyes on the screen, staring at the phone when he had a fever , easily uncomfortable.

Yi Gu Youtai's thinking was tilted, his eyes glanced at the edge of the white antipyretic stickers that he could see, and then he looked away.

The dull hair on the top of the junior's head is particularly eye-catching, and the white and tender face exposed on the high collar looks very easy to pinch, and the appearance is particularly deceptive. Because of the cute face, the flight attendant sister took the initiative to care. Posted a cooling sticker.

... For some reason, when he saw the antipyretic patch on the younger generation's forehead, and the pink hair on both sides of his cheeks stuck to a thin layer of sweat, he felt guilty.

This is the little boyfriend that Goujuan entrusted him to take care of. After he promised, he took care of him like this. The little pink ball looks very pitiful. He has a fever until his fingertips are trembling, and he can hear his breathing. It was very hasty, most of the tasks were solved by others, and even only a few words were spoken...

Yi Guyou was too flustered, Yi Guyoutai had a guilty conscience of "helping his brother take care of his girlfriend, but he sent his brother and girlfriend to the hospital", and Yi Guyoutai also began to sweat.

Yi Guyouta had an indescribable "near-native feeling" and even couldn't help but started to walk together. The state was so strange that even my wife Natsuno, who was full of thoughts of "I will see Mr. Ji soon", looked back. glanced at him.

"Strange, does he have crowd phobia? 』

My wife, Xia Ye, was clutching the phone, struggling to get some leeway out of her chaotic thinking, and then became dazed again.

"Obviously it was just a low-grade fever before... but now it seems to be getting serious. 』

It was a continuous rotation without rest at all, and it was only after getting on the plane that I stayed on the plane until I returned home. Yi Guyou thought he was sleeping and didn't dare to disturb him at all, but maybe only my wife Xia Ye knew about it, Mr. Thorn If it is seriously insufficient, it will greatly affect his mental state. The so-called "rest" is not even a light sleep.

"It's waiting. 』

My wife Xia Ye pressed the antipyretic patch on her forehead again, the cold feeling brought him a sense of sobriety, he thought calmly.

"Because I want to see Mr. Thorn so much, and I have to endure the uncomfortable physical condition, my mana and physical strength are a bit overdrawn. Probably the main reason is that my mana is overdrawn, so I don't have the energy to make other reactions... I can only wait." 』

Just like a thirsty person may be able to tolerate the state of "thirst", but when a bottle of water is put in front of him, the sense of "thirst" will almost be magnified several times-my wife Xia Ye's current situation is roughly similar.

"I want to see Mr. Thorn. 』

He licked his dry lower lip with the tip of his tongue again, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, listening to the irregular "thump, thump, thump" of his heart, and felt that the flow of people in front of him blocking his sight of the spellcaster was extremely annoying.

"I want to see Mr. Thorn, I want to hug, I want to kiss... I can't do without Mr. Thorn. 』

My wife Xia Ye hugged the fabric on her chest and took a low breath. The mask was still on her face, but the comfort it could provide was minimal.

He kept his pink pupils open, and scanned back and forth among the crowds who could see the airport, but it was really hard for my wife, Xia Ye, to find anything through the dense crowd of people, but Yi Guyou, who had the same hands and feet, relied too much on her height. Advantage, suddenly "ah".

"...I saw Goujuan-kun and the others."

Yi Guyou pointed in one direction hesitantly: "By the way, classmate Pang Da is also there... and has been surrounded by several children as doll costume workers—huh?"

The last question meant that he was caught off guard, because he had just pointed out the direction of his classmate, and a pink shadow flashed in front of his eyes. The speed of the younger generation was unbelievably fast, and it was impossible to tell that he was having a high fever. It almost made people react But when it came, it hit that direction like a cannonball.

"..."

Yi Guyou withdrew his fingers too slowly, and his eyes once again became shocked.

——It seems that this has nothing to do with "coldness", so it really is because of the closer relationship with Goumaki-san?The younger generation looks... so enthusiastic and bold.

-

Although I said that I also had a lot of expectations for "Xia Ye's return to China", and even didn't sleep well last night, but the dog with black eyes was still a little angry after arriving at the airport. of.

However, no matter how much anger he held at the beginning, no matter how much his anger gauge was filled by the completely disobedient Xia Ye during this period, when a small pink hair "swished" into his arms, he Still very honest and subconsciously hugged him.

"……mustard?"

His gaze swept over the antipyretic patch on his sweaty forehead, and he clearly felt the abnormal body temperature of the pink fur clinging to his body. Worry again prevailed in the dog's heart.

——The situation is exactly the same as Yuta said, Xia Ye's temperature is high fever, right?

"It's okay, Mr. Thorn."

My wife Xia Ye buried her head in the curser's chest, wrapped her arms around the other's waist tightly, and rubbed her cheeks restlessly. At first glance, she looked like a clingy cat.

"I've already taken the medicine on the plane, and I'll be fine soon—"

My wife Xia Ye took a deep breath, and then sighed almost comfortably. Her heartbeat gradually stabilized, and her fingertips no longer trembled.

"It's the smell of Mr. Thorn, so comfortable. 』

In a daze, my wife Xia Yexin thought.

"It's so comfortable, it's like soaking in warm water, and I want to sleep... But wait, I have to give that to Mr. Thorn. 』

My wife Xia Ye still maintained the posture of burying her face in the curse speller's chest, but she let go of the left hand that was tightly wrapped around the other's waist, and groped down without raising her head, until she touched the spell speller's hand.

I am so familiar that I seem to have done it many times. I clasped my five fingers tightly between the other's fingers, and then clenched them inch by inch, and got a response—the other's fingers clasped his hand instead, and the two hands intertwined intimately. buckle up.

……

"See it."

Beside him, Pang Da patted the dumbfounded Yigu Youta on the back:

"Xia Ye is not a 'cold character' at all, but treats him very differently."

"Yes."

Zenyuan Maki also pushed her glasses, and there was a hint of exclamation in her tone:

"The criterion for distinguishing treatment is whether there is Thorn or not. I said, Youta, don't show that stupid face. Of course Thorn can't notice you now. It doesn't matter that you have a boyfriend."

***

Leaving aside the turmoil caused by Yigu Yuta's return to the upper echelons of the college, my wife Natsuno's approval to skip a grade aroused unanimous shock from the original students of the same grade.

——Of course, the reason for the shock was not "he actually skipped a grade".

"Sure enough, as expected of my wife's classmate..."

Yoshino Junpei whispered in a tone of exclamation, for unknown reasons, although he was afraid that this person was shorter than him and not a little bit of pink hair, but he still had a high opinion of my wife Natsuno that "my wife and classmate can do anything" advanced filters.

"Did my wife just skip a grade?!"

Since there was a class in the first grade in the morning, the plan to meet the senior who was said to be the only senior respected by Megumi Fukuro at the high school of conjuration came to nothing. After class, Nagasaki Yaqiangwei who got the news from the teacher was dumbfounded:

"He had been taking classes with the second grade before, I thought he had already skipped a grade!"

Fu Heihui: "...Me too."

Fu Heihui flicked the screen expressionlessly: "If there hadn't been this notice, I would have thought he would have been transferred to the second grade long ago. Seeing him mixed in with the seniors, there is no sense of disobedience at all—"

It's just like the pendant of Senior Goujuan.

Fu Heihui thought to himself.

Seeing Senior Gou Juan not following my wife during this period of time, he was even a little uncomfortable—and it wasn’t just him who wasn’t used to it, it seemed that everyone wasn’t used to it.

Only Yuzhang Yuren's focus was different, and Yuzhang Yuren scratched the back of his head curiously, "Oh, then should we call my wife 'senior' from now on?"

He scratched his hair in a bit of trouble: "But looking at his face, I always feel that this 'senior' is a bit hard to say..."

Hearing this, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei's expression immediately turned cold, and she nodded in agreement: "That's right! They were all students at the same level at the beginning, but they suddenly became seniors, and their face is still so small. I feel that the word 'senior' It's hard to call out."

Fu Heihui: "..."

The corner of Fu Heihui's mouth couldn't help twitching.

...What, these two guys, is this the only place they are paying attention to?

Didn’t these two idiots notice that my wife was sent to assist Senior Yi Bone with overseas missions, and the original message left by Mr. Wu Tiao was at least half a month old, but I didn’t expect to come back in just a few days——

It is obvious that Senior Yi Gu is a super-class conjurer, so to solve the task of the super-class conjurer so quickly, is this efficiency too high?

……

On the other side, a few first-years who just got the news got into a mess because of this incident, while on this side, the protagonist of the topic didn't look "reliable and powerful" at all, hugging the magician's waist tightly, Never letting go.

——Even if you go back to the dormitory.

Gou Juanji sighed tiredly, he refused to recall how he brought back my wife Xia Ye who was in a semi-comatose state but still persisted.

At the airport, my wife, Xia Ye, laid her whole body on him, unable to tear it off. She even used her hands and feet together, like a koala, with her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. The same posture as in the team battle of the exchange match, sticking to him and not moving.

Leaving aside how many people's attention he has received, what Gou Juanji noticed was that my wife Xia Ye fell into a semi-comatose state immediately after she was relaxed. If you look carefully, the dark circles under his eyes are much more serious than his own, and it is absolutely He did the task without resting at all, and his pale face with a sickly blush looked extremely pitiful.

... There is no way, it is impossible to get angry with Xia Ye in this state.

So Gou Juanji could only swallow his anger back into his stomach, and had no choice but to carry "Koala" back to the dormitory under the meaningful eyes of everyone. When he was in the dormitory, he showed a particularly complicated expression.

"That, Goujuan, yes, for minors..."

Otoko Youta muttered a few words, but in the end he didn't say anything, covered his face and said "I'm sorry", and then ran to Pang Da and Maki decisively, just like when he first joined the class in the first grade Looks like a little daughter-in-law.

After returning to the dormitory, he finally "teared" the person off and stuffed him into the quilt. The dog Juanji went to find a thermometer and antipyretics, and when he turned around, he saw Fenmao, who was already semi-comatose. Already woke up, huddled under the quilt, revealing a pair of foggy pink eyes staring at him.

"mustard?"

——Natsuno, how do you feel now?

The dog curly spine didn't get a timely answer this time, the puffed up bed moved, and after a while, a little pink head with messy hair came out of it. It seemed a little unconscious, and said to him in a soft voice:

"Mr. Thorn, I feel so hot."

"Salmon."

——When you have a fever, of course you feel hot.

"Everywhere feels hot. 』

My wife Xia Ye was thinking about it in a daze, and then he seemed to think of something suddenly, blinked his pink pupils covered with water vapor, and looked at the silver-haired spellcaster with burning eyes.

"Mr. Thorn, I heard that if the body temperature rises, it will be very comfortable to do intimate things."

My wife Xia Ye blinked her innocent-looking pink pupils, and invited her very bluntly:

"It's very hot everywhere I am now, it will definitely make Lord Thorn very comfortable."

"..."

On the opposite side, who was swinging the thermometer all the time, after hearing such words suddenly, the dog's thorny movement stopped abruptly.

The collar blocked his expression, and he couldn't see his emotions. The silver hair on his forehead also blocked most of his eyes. Only the atmosphere changed suddenly, but my wife Xia Ye couldn't tell what the change was now. The fever made him Thinking became a little slow.

"I don't want to just stay at the stage of sticking and hugging, I want to go further, I want to have a closer relationship with Mr. Thorn. 』

My wife Xia Ye breathed out again, all the breath she exhaled was scorching hot, her cheeks were hot, her forehead was hot, her eyes were hot, her whole body was as if she had just been lifted from the stove, her cheeks were flushed red.

In a daze, he noticed that the spell master was approaching. After blinking his eyes to regain consciousness, he saw the purple eyes looking at him from a small distance above. Flat, but no smile can be seen.

The dog Curly Thorn just walked to the edge of the bed, half bent down, lowered his head condescendingly, and seemed to be staring at him expressionlessly.

"Mr Thorn?"

So my wife Xia Ye asked again softly, with a soft nasal sound that was a little weak due to fever.

The spellcaster blinked, his purple eyes were still watching him calmly, and then about half a minute later, he suddenly stretched out a finger, half-hanging on my wife Xia Ye's lips, the purple eyes that darkened slightly The eyes still haven't changed much, they seem to be asking with their eyes——

—Then let me see how hot it is, how about it?

……

Fingers inserted into submissive's open mouth, finger pads and knuckles pressed against the tongue, gently scraping the wet tip of the tongue.

The dog curly spine felt the temperature of his fingertips and the heat in his mouth, and thought to himself that it was indeed very hot, a moderate heat that was slightly scalding.

So he bent his knuckles again, and accidentally rubbed against the upper teeth, the tongue that his fingertips pressed suddenly flicked, and the dog curled his eyes slightly, and saw the pink pupils staring straight at him blurred again. Putting on a layer of mist, he thought for a while, then ruthlessly pressed his knuckles against that place, and stroked back and forth a few times.

"Well……"

The secretion of saliva naturally increased, and the surface of the tongue pressed by the fingertips trembled several times, and the tip of the tongue retracted uncontrollably long ago. Squeezing his thumb in, pinched the soft little "snake letter" and pulled it out a little, but it didn't come out of his mouth, stuck in the doorway of his teeth, rubbing it carelessly.

——Indeed, everything was hot, and the tip of his tongue was also hot. The heat flowed out along with his not-so-smooth breathing, and hit his hand.

——It's still very slippery, damp and slippery. Without a little effort, it's impossible to pinch the tip of this little red tongue.

It seems that the scratches just now were too itchy, and the pink pupils flooded with physiological moisture almost instantly, and the "snake letter" pinched by the fingers instinctively struggled to retract, trying to lick the uncomfortable upper teeth But how much strength does this kind of place that has never been exercised, not to mention that my wife Xia Ye is still burning, like a struggling fish whose tail is choked, no matter how hard I try, I can't shrink back.

His throat rolled, and he swallowed the excess saliva uncomfortably, and then the feeling of "itch" seemed to have weakened, and the struggling "Snake Letter" also calmed down, and he was gently pinched by him.

The watery pink pupils were covered with a layer of tear film, staring straight at him, the warm and slightly humid air was blown on the hands, after the dog curly spine let go of the fingertips, the knuckles were lightly bitten by the teeth Living.

The force was very light, and even the teeth marks could not be left, only wet teeth marks were left on the pads of the knuckles. The tip of the tongue seemed to be a little numb after being pinched for a long time. Gou Juanji glanced at my wife Xia Ye's eyes again, the misty pink pupils were filled with water vapor, and the emotions inside were unabashedly inviting him, and he could continue to the next step.

……

... Now, it may not only be the people who have a fever, but also those who don't have a fever feel that the room is a little hot.

There was also a thin layer of sweat on the dog's forehead, and the silver hair was wetly stuck to his forehead, so he rubbed it with the back of his other hand, and the silver bangs on his forehead were rubbed to both sides Along the way, a small half of her fair forehead was revealed, as well as her purple pupils, which were more than a little darker.

The dog curly spine recalled what he saw in the "New World" before, and his mind was also in a mess, from one row to another, and from that jump to another, countless chaotic thoughts crowded around in his mind, ready to move His instincts, shyness, and anger were fighting for the position, and his head was almost blown off.

Only the heat from the fingertips is particularly clear, obviously the contact point is only a small piece, but it makes the blood flow in his whole body speed up, and the body temperature rises. Twenty laps of the feeling - too hot.

The hot air steamed along the high collar, until his face turned red, and the oxygen concentration seemed to be a bit insufficient, so the dog curly thorn also exhaled lightly, and then opened the collar, trying to breathe through it. way to cool down.

The next moment, he was almost used to it. As a matter of course, my wife Xia Ye's eyes were glued to her, making no secret of his enthusiasm for the snake-eye lines on the edge of her mouth. All the power seemed to be concentrated on the two round snake-eye lines at the corners of the magician's mouth.

The purple eyes blinked slowly, and then narrowed slightly, the dog curly spine didn't know what he should be thinking now, but he just felt a little uncomfortable again-the discomfort of nibbling with his fingertips gone.

...Should, should continue, should wrap his whole body, isn't it to let him see the temperature?How about giving up halfway?

The dog curled up thinking vaguely, but his eyes glanced randomly, and when he landed on the thermometer that was casually thrown on the quilt, he suddenly came back to his senses.

So he paused, then decisively withdrew his hand, picked up the thermometer after my wife Xia Ye looked at it blankly, stretched it under the soft tongue without hesitation, and then used it with an inexplicable hoarse coldness. Voice said:

【with】