Nana Ming is also under special attack today

After washing in the evening, I sent Qihai the video of the dog cursing and having fun recorded during the day, and soon got a call from the other party directly, with a surprised voice: "How can it move?"

"Today, a Mr. Conjurer came to the shop,? He accidentally swallowed his spell,? Then he was able to move suddenly." I regretfully glanced at the sleeping dog, "But since the afternoon sleep It hasn't moved since then."

"A magician came to the dessert shop?"

"Please come here when Nagi-san is out shopping for ingredients,? That's the coser I told you about last time wearing a cassock." I turned over and lay on the pillow, "Sure enough, it's great to have the help of the shop assistant ,? At this time, you won’t be at your wits’ end.”

"name is?"

I was about to open my mouth. I suddenly realized that I kept forgetting to ask his name. I was a little annoyed. Qihai felt my silence, and said a few words to comfort me: "Remember to ask clearly next time, in case it is the curser...you didn't tell me Is he a conjurer you know?"

I was a little guilty: "What will happen if I tell you?"

"...Don't say it lightly next time, especially about Mr. Gojo." Qihai's voice was full of worry.

"..."

I coughed, "Don't worry!"

Nanami sighed even more worriedly.

"By the way, Qihai, are there any other strongest conjurers besides Mr. Wu?"

"You asked a stupid question. The so-called strongest? Of course there is only one." Mr. Wu's voice appeared first.

"Huh?" I sighed while holding my chin, "But today's Mr. Conjurer said,? He has a best friend."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Mr. Wu's playful and frivolous voice: "You won't say that the other party's name is Xia Youjie next time, will you?"

Followed by Qihai's serious tone: "Do you still remember his appearance?"

I shook my head, realizing that I couldn't see it on the other end of the phone, and said again: "It's a gentleman with black hair and black eyes, wearing cassock and wearing a ball head."

"Oh," I rubbed the corner of the quilt, and added, "The Curse Skeleton Puppy suddenly moved after swallowing a black ball-shaped Curse Spirit that he carried with him."

Qihai's hand suddenly clenched the phone, making a tooth-piercing mechanical squeezing sound. Mr. Wu spoke calmly, "It looks like we don't need to waste time."

"Qihai?" I propped up my upper body and sat up straight, "What's wrong?"

"In a nutshell," Mr. Wu yawned, "The person we are looking for has already found you. The curse spirit we are looking for is likely to be eaten by the curse skeleton. The mission is over."

"Mr. Cosplay?" I lay back down again, rubbing the back of the phone as if I could caress Qihai's back in this way, and sighed without thinking, "So he is Mr. Wu's friend."

No wonder there is an inexplicable aura of harmony, although it sometimes makes people feel a little dangerous, but——

"He specifically ordered the dessert you recommended," I emphasized, remembering my promise, "Although you are arguing, I think he must have missed you when he saw the note."

"Really, he actually said these words to you, he is indeed Ah Yue."

Mr. Wu snorted with an unclear tone, stretched his waist suddenly, and his voice was also drawn out.

"But it's not just a quarrel between friends, it's a problem that can only be resolved by fighting at least once."

"Mr. Na Wu, come on." I said, "After all, he is a rare friend."

"Little Ayue, are you laughing at my lack of friends? Let me tell you, I'm balabala..." Mr. Wu chattered endlessly.

I heard Qihai take the phone away, pushed Mr. Wu out of the door, and could vaguely hear his tireless words, proving to Qihai: "I don't think so."

"What do you think?" Qihai quietly waited for my answer.

"I always feel that for Mr. Wu, there is a difference between people who play with and friends." I said hesitantly.

"But today he didn't deny it at all, and he obviously cared about it." I smiled a little, "That gentleman also looked very gentle when eating dessert, so I think they should cherish each other. "

Nanami fiddled with the phone screen lightly with her fingers, and answered me: "Maybe."

"Is he a bad guy?"

Qihai asked me back: "What do you think?"

"I can't tell. After all, I only met once." I rolled on the bed, the text was wrong, "Maybe he is a very gentle person."

"You'd better not talk about your impression of Mr. Wujo and Mr. Xiayou to others." Qihai commented.

"Is his name Xia Youjie?" I nodded to catch the point, and added, "Mr. Xia You sometimes subtly resembles Mr. Wu, because they are both very strong?"

Qihai exhaled: "Maybe so."

"Then I can see you tomorrow—wait a minute, so I've done my best to end your work!"

"Fool."

Qihai reprimanded helplessly, making me think that if he was by my side, he would definitely poke my forehead and ask me, "Do you know where I am stupid?"

So no matter what, I took the initiative to admit my mistake: "I made Qihai worry, I'm sorry."

He was stuck by me abruptly, and his tone looped back. He didn't explain anything about Mr. Xia You, nor did he talk about work or my meeting with Xia Youjie. Instead, he spoke to me in his usual reliable and calm tone I promise: "Wait for me at home."

"I will go to your side as soon as possible."

Before he finished speaking, the tip of my nose suddenly felt a little sour.

I turned off the light in the bedroom, buried my head in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "I miss you, Qihai."

The dessert house during the day can also divert my attention and alleviate the unhappiness of not being able to hold hands with Qihai, but when I heard him say that he wanted to come to me, I suddenly felt lonely, weak and clingy, and it was the first time that I missed someone Almost shed tears.

I am a rose on a lonely planet. I don’t know which extraterrestrial visitor covered in thorns will pick it off. The thin and transparent protective cover and my tender and immature soft thorns are not even as good as the rose in the eyes of those extraterrestrial visitors. A little chick is a big deterrent, but I know I am very strong and can live independently, so I keep the butterfly and talk to the fox who doesn't know if it will attack me and bite me.

But my little prince is different from those people and what I think.

He saw the entire rose garden, and he only thought about whether his flowers would be damaged by the wind. He liked my beauty, and knew that as soon as I came in front of him, I couldn't help but become limp and asked him to water it. Watering, shaking the petals to him coquettishly.

When I left our planet, I clearly proved to him how strong I was, but he was still worried about all the dangers, and he would always call out to me when he came to a planet I don’t know how far away, let the star he was on be forever Shining light on me and telling me that I'm going to take the spaceship back to our home soon.

Oh why, I am such a strong rose, why do I want to cry when I receive his letter.

The crying rose asked: "Can I stay with you all day after I come back?"

Qihai was rarely flustered: "Why suddenly...?"

"It doesn't matter how long you follow me." He might be distressed by the untouchable roses, coaxing her gently, "Ah Yue, don't cry."

"I do not have."

"Okay, you don't." Qihai's voice was infinitely close to the microphone, and my ears were a little itchy. I pulled the phone out, and then pulled it back reluctantly. I heard him say, "Sleep with the speakerphone on. If so, just call me."

"Don't worry, I'm always with you."

I sucked my nose and forced down the soreness of missing: "Doesn't Qihai sleep?"

"Don't worry, I can hear you."

Do you mean light sleep?

In order not to disturb his rest, I obediently said goodnight with an "um" and put Qihai's treatment of modern sub-healthy living conditions on the agenda in my heart, and closed my eyes.

But within 2 minutes, I couldn't help but quietly opened one eye and glanced at the screen: "Qihai?"

"Huh?" He seemed to be lying down too, and his voice was particularly obvious in the silence.

I quickly closed my eyes again and got into bed: "It's nothing, I'm going to sleep."

"Didn't you just go to sleep?" He chuckled.

"I'm already asleep, and Qihai is going to sleep too." I imitated two whirring sounds, but I didn't learn the essence at all. I fluttered on the phone in a messy voice, and the person over there was laughing: "What are you doing?"

"I'm sleeping." I couldn't be bothered.

"... an imitation show?" He was thoughtful.

"good night!"

As a result, after closing my eyes, my mind was inexplicably awake. When my eyes were tired, I opened them again and stared at the ceiling, thinking.

This is the first time Qihai has slept with me.

Although it's a bit like a father coaxing his daughter, but he is coaxing me.

After a while, I lowered my voice, "Qami."

Seeing that he didn't reply, I felt a very unnecessary complacency: "I've been awake longer than you."

Thinking about it wasn't right, I sighed again, and said into the phone angrily, "Qihai must be very tired these days."

Still quiet.

Taking advantage of him not being able to hear me, I became more courageous, my cheeks were slightly hot, and I confessed solemnly: "I like Qihai."

"So," I lowered my voice again, becoming happy, "let's have a good dream with Ah Yue."

"Of, of course, I will also dream of Qihai." Thinking about it felt imprecise, and I added, "I will work hard."

When everything was silent, Qi Hai's voice was not sleepy, and she said with a smile, "Okay."

My eyes were wide open, and my ears were burning close to the screen.

"I'll try my best too," he said.

-

Qihai came back early alone.

The phone was not turned off all night, and the next day I was woken up by the notification sound of low battery. I rubbed my eyes and went to open the door in a daze, only to find that Qi Hai was standing in the entrance with a computer bag.

I froze for a few seconds, and turned my eyes upwards as he approached, until he stopped in front of me, opened his arms and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly.

"Sure enough, I have the spirit of getting up." The man's sideburns rubbed against my ears, as if playing with a cute doll, "Every time I get up, I look more sluggish."

I tilted my head and reacted for a long time before realizing that it was not a dream. I blinked away a drop of tears from yawning, and stood on tiptoe and squeezed hard against him: "Qihai, Qihai."

He lowered his head: "I'm back."

I looked at him with bright eyes: "Qihai!"

Both cheeks were pinched: "Shouldn't you say welcome back?"

I was pinching my face and still laughing persistently: "Qihai——"

Qihai also smiled, he rubbed my forehead, let me go, took off his coat and put it on the sofa: "Have you not had breakfast yet?"

I shook my head until my whole body was shaking.

He looked me up and down, pointed to the bathroom: "Go wash up, I'll prepare some breakfast for you."

I took two steps in the direction of his finger, turned around on the spot, and found that Qihai was running in the opposite direction to me and went to the kitchen. I immediately trotted two steps to follow behind him, and when he stopped, I was caught off guard by his back, and looked up in confusion. .

Qihai pressed my shoulder and led me to turn around: "You go and wash up before coming back."

I grabbed the hem of his coat and said nothing.

He and I were deadlocked for two seconds and surrendered: "I see, I'll go to the bathroom with you."

"it is good--"

I happily stood up holding the wash cup, and pointed to the cup I bought for him in the other corner to Qihai: "Shall we brush our teeth together, Qihai?"

"I've already done it."

I get frustrated and start looking for new joint activities again.

"Put on a mask, Nanami?"

"I don't think I need to."

"Perfume? Qihai! It smells like osmanthus!"

"...Pardon my refusal."

Nanami looked at me with a white face with some novelty, and then helped me remove a corner of the mask.

After I washed my face, I rubbed the perfume on his collar quickly and slipped away.

Nanami, who was holding me unhurriedly behind me, picked me up in my exclamation. I waved my hands and kicked my legs and was placed on the sofa. I watched him go to the kitchen, and immediately followed him the moment he turned into the kitchen. Tight, he hit his back like a cannonball and rubbed it back and forth: "Don't sneak into the kitchen to cook by yourself."

Then he pointed to himself: "You must take me with you."

Qihai turned her head and stared at me. When I looked back with my neck stuck, she snorted and turned her head, skillfully turning the egg over: "Don't move around, be careful of being cooked by oil. Does the egg have to be runny?"

I raised my hand happily: "Yes!"

After putting down my hands, I continued to wrap my arms around his waist, sticking them firmly like stickers. I felt Nanami’s scorching heat on my cheeks against the thin shirt. Pan with him, and solemnly say: "Welcome back."

Nanami pressed the button amusedly, and while waiting, let me drag behind him like a tail: "Say it now?"

I realized that he was laughing at me again for being unresponsive when I just woke up, so I hummed and turned my head to ignore him. After a while, he asked, "What jam do you like?"

"Strawberry!" I replied immediately, and after answering, I saw that the smile on his mouth was still there, and realized that I had given up my position in an instant and was tempted to speak by him, so I was discouraged and wanted to scratch him, "Qihai is too much..."

Qihai turned around suddenly, grabbed me with one hand and pressed me upside down by the stove, and put the other hand directly on my waist. Without touching twice, I arched my body and fell on him unstoppably Laughing: "Hahaha don't scratch Qihai, I'm really ticklish—"

"Seven Seas—"

I laughed so hard that my voice changed a bit, I tried my best to beg for mercy from him, straightened my legs and leaned on him tightly, squeezed his arms to prevent him from scratching me again.

Qihai finally stopped moving, and under my staring, asked slowly: "Next time, do you dare to suddenly scratch me while I'm cooking again?"

I... nodded, and quickly reached out to his armpit again with the utmost zeal.

The result, of course, was to be intercepted and scratched back for the second time.

Until Qihai finally let me go when I was about to die from laughing, I supported the stove to let myself breathe, my chest heaved twice, and I puffed up my face and looked at Qihai: "Can't you let me?"

Qihai raised her eyebrows: "How can I let you?"

"For example, let me scratch casually." I hummed.

He took a step forward and stared at me: "In that case, you won't remember my words next time, right?"

My momentum was getting weaker and weaker under his pressure: "Yes, I will remember, and the way of scratching people is really too much."

To show how angry I was, I nodded vigorously.

"Really?" Qihai was noncommittal, staring at me deeply, and unexpectedly made a concession, "It's not impossible to change to another way that you can remember..."

As he said that, he gently brushed away the broken hair that was messed up by me, wiped off a little sweat from his forehead with his fingers, suddenly lowered his body, caught my neck with his jaws, and penetrated four fingers into my back hair, Rubbing the back of my head with her fingertips.

When he spoke, I wondered whether he would continue to scratch me, subconsciously leaning back.

However, the sharp-edged face was enlarged in my field of vision. Before I closed my eyes tightly in fright, I saw that pair of gray-brown eyes full of unrestrained aggressiveness, like the dark green eyes of a wolf, aiming at something in the forest. Unconsciously, even the prey of Dapeng spread its wings on the verge of danger.

However, the way gray wolves bite people is much gentler than I imagined.

The forehead was gently pecked and kissed by the warm lips, and then slowly pulled away. The light sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose, and the warm touch made my face flush.

I opened my eyes in a daze, Qihai squinted her eyes, she seemed to be in a very good mood, and watched my blushing more and more leisurely, murmured and speechless.

"Remember what I said now?" he asked.

My head was dizzy, a tiger pounced on him and hugged him tightly, hid myself in his arms, and said in confusion: "Don't scratch, don't scratch."

"Have a meal?"

"Eat, eat now." I repeat mechanically.

"Like it?" he asked again.

The author has something to say: In the future, if I didn’t post it the day before, I will probably use the word count as an addition (nod)

I hope I don't feel that the progress is fast (well, I know you all hate my slow progress orz)

感谢在2021-04-21?02:27:28~2021-04-25?01:16:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: tattoo burn? 7 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!