Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

Seeing that Fu Heihui was silent in a daze, Zhong Yuanzhong pushed him again, "Hey, why are you in a daze? Tell me, where did Qingguang go?"

Fu Heihui's lips moved, but instead of answering, he uttered a strange sentence: "You too, you want to marry her..."

"Shut up! You're a kid on this kind of topic, wait a minute, what did you mean when you said 'also'?" Zhong Yuanzhong also scolded with a smile, suddenly found the key word, and widened his eyes again.

Could it be that the "also" that the child said was Wujo Wu?

Has Qingguang followed him to the point of talking about marriage?

Zhong Yuanzhong also guessed right, Fu Heihui is not a gossip kid, and it is precisely because of his good feelings that he can't bear him to hold a hopeless relationship.

"Give it up, Miss Wutiao and the head of the house are already, very close." The cold and cold child rarely spoke emotional words, and his face turned red.

"Very good?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also grabbed his lapel and asked sharply, "Say, how good is it?"

With a slight lift of his wrist, Fu Heihui's feet lifted off the ground.

"You, let go!" Fu Heihui shook and struggled.

But to no avail, he was as weak as a real child in the hands of this man who was half a head shorter than himself.

Fu Heihui has always had a stubborn personality, and when faced with Zhong Yuanzhong's stern questions, coupled with a strong sense of frustration, he refused to give in, and said coldly, "Hmph, why should I tell you?"

"Don't tell? I'll kill you, believe it or not?"

"I will fight back, don't think you helped me just now!"

Fu Heihui was restrained by Zhongya Zhongya and couldn't escape, but his hands could still move. He had already decided to use the spell to give this man a go and see if the gap between the two was as big as he imagined. !

Surprisingly, Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, "You have a bit of backbone, you should please Qingguang, right? If I want to kill you, she will definitely be angry."

After finishing speaking, he loosened his five fingers and let Hei Hui fall to the ground.

For a moment, from the cold and fierce eyes of this boy, Zhong Yuan seemed to see himself many years ago.

Sunshine, you always prefer such a boy, right?

She took this boy with her, just like she took me back then, no matter where she went...

When Zhong Yuan was in a good mood, he waved his hand smartly, "Okay, it's fine if you don't say it. But no matter what happens to Qingguang and Gojo Satoru now, she will always be my woman in the future!"

He was obviously a stranger, and he was obviously hostile. Hearing such words, Fu Heihui's heart felt hot.

He inexplicably believed that what this man said would definitely become true in the future.

"Okay, kid, I won't make it difficult for you." Zhong Yuan Zhong also slapped him heavily on the head, "However, you go back and tell Qingguang that I am one step closer to my promise to her, and I will marry her soon !"

"Let go!" Fu Heihui shook his head stubbornly.

He hates being treated like a child, but the "adults" around him are stronger than each other...

Zhong Yuan Zhong also laughed, let go happily, flicked the black coat draped over his shoulders, and strode away.

Fu Heihui asked loudly without thinking: "Wait a minute, what's your name?"

"Chuya Nakahara. Want revenge, kid? Come to Yokohama, I'll be waiting anytime, hahaha!"

"I'm not little—"

Fu Heihui chased after two steps, then stopped again, his eyes were a little bit astonished, not because of the sudden disappearance of Zhongyuan Zhong, who crossed the street like black lightning, but because of a little dissatisfaction in his heart. Lost, lost?

He still wanted to see this man again, even if it was to fight, but this expectation never seemed to be obtained from his adoptive father Gojo Satoru.

More than ten minutes later, Fu Heihui came to the timeout, and at a glance, he spotted Wu Tiao Qingguang, who was sneaking and looking around behind the pile of winter melons.

Fu Heihui strode over, stuffed the vegetable basket into her arms, and said nothing with a stern face.

Wu Tiao Qingguang looked at him from head to toe, and with a smile on his face, he asked embarrassingly, "Are you okay? Are you not injured? Cough cough, he is a bit powerful..."

Fu Hei Huihuo turned his head and glared at her, "You knew he was going to beat me, but you ran away first?"

"No, no, no!" Wutiao Qingguang quickly waved his hands, "Zhong is not that kind of person. Although he is powerful, he will never bully children casually, huh? This winter melon is pretty good, haha, why don't you make winter melon soup at noon? Or Is it okay to roast winter melon?”

After blurting out these words, Wutiao Qingguang suddenly realized that his mouth was too fast, so he could only look around guiltily, giggling and smirking.

But Fu Heihui had already grasped her speech error, squinting his eyes, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his lips.

"Do you know that person well?"

"Haha, it's okay, I just knew each other before..."

"Just in the past? He said—" Fu Heihui purposely only half-spoken.

This woman is always bullying him!In particular, it was too disrespectful to run away just now, and the victorious kid decided to win the round.

Wutiao Qingguang knew that he should get rid of it, and that he should not ask questions, but he felt itchy in his heart. After five seconds of touching a big wax gourd, he couldn't help it.

"What did he say?" Turning around, he gave Fu Heihui a big smile, full of flattery.

"He said that he will marry you in the future." Fu Heihui said loudly on purpose.

"Wow!" Wutiao Qingguang hurriedly covered Heihui's mouth with a hand covered in winter melon hair.

She covered his mouth, but she couldn't cover his increasingly contemptuous eyes, and Fu Heihui still insisted on speaking behind her palm.

"Hmph! You, really, kind of—"

"What's the matter?" Wutiao Qingguang had no choice but to look around and let go of his hand slightly.

"Scum!"

"Hey!"

She didn't expect that Fu Heihui would pop out such a word loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of several housewives who were picking out goods.

Wutiao Qingguang had no choice but to lower her voice, and asked bitterly, "I, what am I doing wrong?"

"You lied to the child."

"When did I lie to you?" Wutiao Qingguang was puzzled, the child seemed to be particularly resentful towards her today?

"I'm not talking about me! It's Zhongya Chuya!"

"Oh, he even told you his name?" Wutiao Qingguang was extremely surprised.

Although she wasn't worried that Zhongyuan Zhong would also hurt Fu Heihui, she didn't expect that the two could get along like this?

"Sure enough, he is much younger than you." Fu Heihui glanced at her contemptuously with the pride of victory, "You are obviously very good with the Patriarch, but you still want to trick that person into marrying you."

"I, how can I?" Wujo Qing was anxious, blushing and arguing, "So what if you are younger than me? Who stipulates that boys who are younger can't fall in love? And there are not many, Zhong is only three years younger than me not!"

Now it's Fu Heihui's turn to look surprised, "You really mean that to him? Hehe, you're even more scumbag than I imagined..."

"I, I'll beat you, brat!" Wutiao Qingguang was speechless, bent his knuckles in embarrassment, and gouged Fu Heihui twice on the forehead.

04:30 in the afternoon.

Gojo Satoru was wandering the streets, his chest was turning from hot to cold.

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感谢在2021-08-0619:18:43~2021-08-0819:18:08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 who threw mines: 1 Bingbing;

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