Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

The final result of the assessment was smooth.

The price paid was that Ayin was ridiculed mercilessly.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha what are you doing, you don't want to be ashamed to ask me to help make up lessons for such a simple assessment hahahahaha——"

Look how happy this guy is smiling.

A Yinmu put on a face, pretending that he was deaf,? He didn't hear anything.

Seeing that his make-up lessons are pretty good, she doesn't have the same knowledge as him.

The content of the assessment is nothing more than family rules and family training, chess and calligraphy, poetry and reciting, and for children with the talent of conjurers, an additional test of spell power is required, which has nothing to do with the current Ayin up.

During the two-week pre-examination surprise tutoring session, Ah Yin relied on the Wutiao Wutiao plug-in to temporarily hold his feet, and made rapid progress all the way. Finally, on the day of the exam, he performed exceptionally well, and received a nod from the contemporary Patriarch.

When leaving the examination room, Ayin was still in a daze and didn't recover.

Although this fellow Wu deserves to be beaten, he has to admit that his level is really high.

A small figure with white hair brushes past her.

Ayin turned around suddenly, and was facing Wujo Wu's playful gaze. There was a subtle smile in his eyes, as if he was talking to the other party, and he saved her some face by not exposing her half-heartedness in public.

The white-haired boy opened his lips and made several mouth shapes.

——Don’t forget about the cherry cake.

A Yin showed helplessness and nodded.

- Got it, got it,? You little greedy cat.

The relationship between Ayin and Wujo Wu is extraordinary, and this is no longer a secret in the Wujo family.

Although Patriarch Wutiao was surprised that his unreasonable son would treat an ordinary concubine sister differently, he did not stop them from communicating. After all, A Yin was able to win Wu's attention because of her own ability .

When organizing the Spring Cherry Blossom Viewing Party, he even considered the relationship between the two, and purposely assigned Ayin's seat closer to Gojo Satoru.

Originally, this was against the rules. How could a child born in a concubine's family be on the same side as the direct bloodline? However, the existence of Gojo Satoru was too special and too important.

The six-eyed son, who meets once in a thousand years, broke the balance of the world as soon as he was born, and instantly became the focus of the Gojo family. The human, material and economic resources of the entire family revolved around him, and he was held on a high altar. His background is all ants, the difference between the cloud and the mud.

Even the Patriarch Wutiao, who is the father, can't get rid of this mentality.

The importance of Gojo Satoru is enough for him to break some established rules, and his existence transcends the rules themselves.

It's just an insignificant concubine sister, since Wu likes it, let her accompany her.

Just think of adding a playmate to Wu.

.........

Thanks to a certain greedy person, Ayin's dessert making skills have become more and more mature.

The exquisite pastries are neatly arranged in the box, the size of a baby's fist, wrapped in leaves, and the vibrant greenery is dotted on the cherry pink pastry, just like the cherry blossoms in full bloom in spring. The tangy fragrance attracts people There are gluttons.

"Miss' hands are really dexterous."

The maid, Xiaomei, was not stingy in her compliments to her lady. She was smiling all over her face, helping A Yin to arrange the cakes, and carefully closing the lid of the box. The joy in the corners of her eyes was three points stronger than that of A Yin himself.

As a maid, she always thinks more than A Yin.

After returning to the family for so long, everything that should be adapted has also adapted.She also saw through the fact that Miss was not favored in this family.

But Miss is not favored, but she can build a good relationship with the favored person.

Xiaomei has heard of Wujo Wu's name more or less, and she understands that this boy has a detached status in the family, is high above the ground, has a temperament that is free from emotions, has a high heart, and is very difficult to get close to.

For so long, her young lady is the only one who makes Gojo Satoru treat her differently.

Xiaomei is naturally happy to see the success.

Because of this relationship, even when she went out to shop, she would be cast envious glances by other attendants who came and went, which made her seem to straighten up a lot.

Ayin couldn't figure out the little thoughts of her maid. She was carefully counting the paper boxes containing the cherry cakes, in case the quantity was not enough, which would lead to the embarrassing situation of someone being vacant.

"Wu packed two boxes for himself, one box for each of the other brothers and sisters, and one box for my father..."

Fearing that Wutiao Wu would not eat to his heart's content, Ayin also made some mochi stuffed with red beans, with a sweetness of ten stars, so he was sure to be satisfied.

Ayin washed the sticky glutinous rice between his fingers, and muttered, "I don't know why he doesn't get tired of eating, and he hasn't got tooth decay yet. It's weird..."

Xiaomei laughed at the side.

The place for viewing cherry blossoms is outside the clan land, and there is a vast cherry blossom garden in the back mountain. When A Yin walked into the garden with the maid carrying the box, all he could see was the cherry blossoms, falling like dreamy pink soft flowers. The rain, carrying a light and long-lasting fragrance, imbues the visitors who stop and amaze, adding a touch of popularity to the cherry blossom garden.

The petals fell on the ground and spread into a thin pink carpet. No one cleaned it, but let the rain of cherry blossoms return to the soil to guide the way for those who came.

From a distance, Ayin saw the people waiting under the largest cherry blossom tree. The boy with short white hair waved to her. Perhaps it was because of the beautiful scenery that even his cold edges and corners softened a little. When those blue pupils touched Ayin, the last bit of ice melted into water.

This cherry blossom tree has a history of about hundreds of years. The trunk needs to be surrounded by five people to surround it. Looking up from under the tree, most of the field of vision is occupied by cherry pink. The crown of the tree shades the sky and sprinkles a cool spring.

Ayin walked to Gojo Satoru very naturally, handed him the cardboard box containing the snacks, then bowed to the Patriarch and other brothers and sisters, and distributed the pastries one by one.

She and Gojo Satoru were very close, and after putting down all the burdens in their hands, she sat with him under the cherry blossom tree. The two of them were separated from other clansmen including their father by a certain distance, as if they formed a small world of their own.

A Yin swept away the gathered cherry blossom petals, patted the picnic mat, and rarely relaxed.The white-haired boy was leaning against her, fighting against the sakuramochi in the box.

"There are only two boxes, how petty..." He stuffed his mouth full, and still gave A Yin a reproachful look, "I thought those were all for me."

He seemed to be blaming Ah Yin for giving snacks to other people.

A Yin pretended not to hear, immersed in the beauty of the cherry blossoms.

Children's possessiveness is very unreasonable, she just needs to ignore it.

Gojo Satoru snorted softly.

Ayin stared at the fluttering cherry blossoms in a daze, and unconsciously, she also felt a little hungry.

The main reason was that there was someone next to him who was chewing non-stop, which made her have no idea about sweets, so she couldn't help but want to try two pieces of cherry pancakes.

Ayin spread his hands to Gojo Satoru, blinking his eyes.

Gojo Gojo paused the hand holding the pastry, glanced at her subtly, then pushed the paper box in A Yin's direction, motioning her to take it by herself.

"Didn't you keep a copy for yourself?" Wujo Satoru said angrily.

"Oh, I forgot." Ayin quickly took a pastry and put it into his mouth happily, "Please share and share."

Gojo Satoru: "...idiot."

He gave her a blank look.

The atmosphere between the two is very harmonious, interactive and friendly.

This seemingly normal and beautiful behavior of sister and brother's emotional exchange fell into the eyes of others, and it just caused a storm!

Several people looked at each other, and the oldest boy couldn't help rubbing his eyes, as if he had been hallucinating after working too long.

Is he blind?

Wu...is he such an easy-going personality?

Especially seeing Gojo Satoru willingly pushing the pastry out, even if the object of sharing is the person who made the dessert, the horror of the scene is enough to make people take a breath.

"I heard that Wu really likes this new sister, but I didn't expect the relationship to be so good..." A little girl who is also a concubine looked at the older and younger who were facing away from them, with envious eyes.

Their origins are destined not to be valued as much as direct bloodlines, unless they are extremely talented.

It's a pity that this generation came out with five enlightenments, and the others were eclipsed in an instant. No matter how hard they tried, they were nothing but stars.

Before Ah Yin, it was not that no one wanted to take this path, and to build a good relationship with Wujo Wu as early as possible, so as to win the favor of the future Patriarch.

It's a pity that Shenzi is indifferent and refuses people thousands of miles away. Looking at them is like looking at the weeds on the side of the road, and can't stir up a wave in those blue eyes.

The look in his eyes gave them an illusion for life.

He is a high god, but they are just mortals prostrate on the ground.

They had the opportunity to approach him, but the blood connection gave them convenience.

Other than that, don't expect too much.

After hitting the wall repeatedly, they gradually gave up.

Gojo Satoru and them are separated by a dimension, and they can only be seen from a distance but not played with, and even close to him is as difficult as reaching the sky.

When they first heard that the new Wutiaoyin tried every means to establish a good relationship with Wujo Wu, and was about to take Wujo Wu's strategy route, they watched with the attitude of watching a joke.

They all seemed to be able to imagine how frustrated she was after hitting a wall.

Then months passed.

Unexpectedly, the clowns were actually themselves.

No matter how hard she scratched her head, what method did she use to pry open Gojo Wu's ice-like heart? !

Ayin, who was chatting with Gojo Satoru, didn't pay attention to their expressions.

If she had heard their aspirations, she would have laughed and said, "Can the friendship you have made by skipping classes together for a few months be compared to you guys?"

After all, Ah Yin also borrowed the convenience of the future.

I know some of Wujo Satoru's temperament more or less, after all, a certain person has never concealed himself as an adult, and even his tastes and preferences have gradually become familiar in the process of dealing with him.

A Yin made a cup of tea for Gojo Satoru, to moisten the mouth of someone who is addicted to sweets.

He took a look into the box, oh well, it was almost eaten by him.

"If you go on like this without restraint, be careful of tooth decay."

Gojo Satoru: "No way."

"Don't try to scare me" was written on his face.

A Yin smiled: "Every child with tooth decay thought so before."

Wutiaowu: "..."

When the wind picked up, the fallen cherry blossoms fluttered one after another, brushing across the cheeks, and the tender petals woven into the curtain of spring, falling on the snow-white hair, nostalgic and unwilling to leave.

Probably because the atmosphere is so good, it makes people relax.

When the accident happened, everyone was caught off guard.

The last sakura cake fell suddenly, and dust rolled up on the ground. The soft and glutinous pastry skin was stained with plaster, and it suddenly lost its color.

Gojo Satoru's eyes froze.

The girl who was still smiling at him just now caught a glimpse of something, her expression changed, and before her mind could react, she suddenly rushed over and hugged him, the boy's body was thrown to the ground by her, and the water glass was poured down and soaked. tablecloth.

After a moment of dizziness, what was reflected in the boy's blue eyes was the pale face of the girl who had closed her eyes tightly and had lost consciousness.

This change alarmed everyone, some people were screaming, looking at their only backbone at a loss, the man who was the head of the family got up and ordered the guards, ordering all the hidden guards to track down the murderer, not to let go of any clues.

He ordered his servants to notify the doctor to come as soon as possible, while he gathered with other children. From their perspective, they could easily find a small blood-colored hole on the back of Ayin's white neck. There was bloodshot.

"This is……"

After recognizing the tiny needle, the Patriarch's expression changed drastically!

"Quick, help her up, don't move the back of her neck! Wu, are you okay?"

There was so much noise around him that he couldn't hear clearly, all his senses were focused on the girl who was close at hand.

The pain made her frown tightly, and sweat dripped from her forehead.

Her breath was warm on his cheek.

He felt cold all over.

The author has something to say: the countdown of Xiaowu's psychological shadow.

Ayin's White Moonlight script is on the right track.

To attack a person, let him always remember you when his psychological defense is weakest (squint eyes

The update is here, the stupid author is going to catch a flight~