Dog rolls affect my wall climbing speed

Qiancheng Xue'e took a deep breath, her knuckles clutching the back of the chair turned white.

The silence in the air continued to permeate, the oppressive feeling made people almost breathless, Qiancheng Xue'e suddenly felt wronged, the dog curled his face away, and the dinner on the table seemed to become dull.

Qiancheng Xue'e had a rare temper. She pulled the stool away, and the chair legs rubbed against the wooden floor to make a harsh sound. She sat on the chair and sat opposite the dog.

The tone was a bit aggressive: "Okay, then what do you say to believe you more?"

Gou Juanji was slightly startled, Qiancheng Xue'e moved too much, and accidentally hit his knee with his knee. It was rare to see her lose her temper at him, and the curser reacted for a while.

The boy opened his mouth: "..."

Qiancheng Xue'e glared at him: "Say it."

Gou Juanji looked into her eyes, for some reason he was unable to speak for a while, and the boy lowered his head hastily, feeling a little hot at the base of his ears inexplicably.

His voice was so low that if it wasn't for Qiancheng Yuue's closeness, he could hardly hear it: "...you kept a lot of dangerous things from me."

——Maybe there are some reasons, but the anger is not mainly because Qiancheng Xue'e did not agree to the confession.

Qiancheng Xue'e rested her nodding hand on the table, then took a deep breath: "Spine."

"We're not the same. You didn't go home in the middle of the night to become a conjurer, and I didn't find out." She slapped the table hard, and continued to complain angrily, "And you're the one who sulked and ignored me afterwards!"

Everything in the front can be skimmed, but being left out is the most frustrating thing.

"I can't help looking at my phone for everything I do recently!"

She looks more wronged than Curly Thorn.

Gou Juanji opened his mouth, he wanted to refute, but when he looked up, he saw that Qiancheng Xue's eyes were red.

So the boy apologized first: "...I'm sorry."

"The psychological trauma is too serious!" Qiancheng Xue'e covered her ears.

Gou Juanji was slightly stunned, he looked at Qingmei who obviously couldn't listen to what he said, and he spread his hands helplessly: "...Then give me a hug?"

Snow painting of a thousand cities: ...

Qian Chengxue's defense broke, and she twitched a little: "Okay."

A warm hug wrapped him around, Qiancheng Xue'e rested his chin on the young man's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm telling you, if you are angry, you must tell me why, let's have a good chat, and then we can reconcile. "

"Don't snub me" is clamored at every gap in the discourse.

People who get along well and have a slightly higher emotional intelligence know that Qiancheng Xue'e is a person who lacks love and is easily disturbed.

That's why Sawada Tsunayoshi feels that the dog that grew up with her can not only serve as a family member, but also make up for the other love she needs, which is a special existence.

Gou Juanji lightly patted Qiancheng Xue'e on the back, and the boy was helpless by her rare temper and subsequent coquettishness.

"The mafia has always been my business on the side of the curse, and I only saw the curse not long ago," Qiancheng Yuki explained, "I didn't know that you were doing such dangerous things, so I I'll keep it from you! Otherwise, if I get you involved, I'll have to protect one more person!"

The dog curled its head and tilted its head, and its broken hair rubbed against Qiancheng Xue'e's neck, a little itchy.The hands around her waist didn't use much strength, they just protected her from falling down.

Qiancheng Xuehui's thoughts came to an abrupt end, and she raised her head: "Why don't you respond to what I said!"

Gou Juanji met her bright eyes, at such a close distance, she could even see herself through Qiancheng Xue'e's eyes.

The young man moved up with one hand, tightened it slightly, and the distance he pulled in gave him a kiss on the corner of his lips.

Qiancheng Xuehui stuck.

Qiancheng Yuki's pupil earthquake.

Qiancheng Xuehui: Why does he like kissing so much! !

Gou Juanji bent his eyes and smiled, and tightened his hands so that Qiancheng Xue'e fell back into his arms again.

"tuna."

——is another way of expressing [like].

Qiancheng Xue'e's brain froze for about half a minute, during which time Goujuanji seemed to say "Dinner seems to be getting cold", and the sentence slipped past her ears lightly, without entering her mind at all.

It wasn't until Qiancheng Xuehui's mobile phone vibrated on the table that the post-Cold War reconciliation ceremony came to an end.

Qiancheng Xuehui hurriedly got up from Gou Juanji's arms, turned on the phone in a hurry, and frowned when she saw the words on the screen.

"I'm going to answer the phone, it's from the Chanyuan family."

The dog curly spine paused for arranging his clothes, he raised his eyes, and there was a little doubt in his purple eyes.

Qiancheng Xuehui: "I will explain to you later."

She rushed to the balcony to answer the phone, the dog curled up and looked at the already cold dinner on the table, got up and picked up the bowl and walked to the microwave oven in the kitchen.

Qiancheng Xue'e closed the balcony door before answering the phone.

"I'm Chijo Yukie!"

The voice of the girl on the other end of the phone came out after a while: "Why did you answer the phone?"

You must know that Qiancheng Xuehui has been looking at her mobile phone recently, Zenyuan Zhenyi guessed that she should answer the phone very quickly.

Although she knew that the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see it, Qiancheng Xuehui still bowed and said sorry: "I just had something-oh! I planned to consult with Zhenyi, but if you have anything to do first Say it!"

Zhenyuan Zhenyi paused: "Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."

Qiancheng Xuehui: "Say it! I have been trained! There is no difficult job, only a brave dog hook!"

Zenyuan Zhenyi took a deep breath: "The master seems to intend to let Zenyuan Naoya seduce you."

Qiancheng Xuehui: "?"

Probably because I also feel very baffled, Zenyuan Zhenyi's voice is a little illusory: "Maybe I think your genes are too good, but Zenyuan Naozai is not a good person, Zenyuan family...don't be fooled by his face."

There were two light knocks on the glass door behind her, and Qiancheng Xue'e quickly turned her head to see the dog curly spine standing behind, and the young man raised his chin towards the kitchen, indicating that her dinner was ready.

Qiancheng Xue'e mouthed "Hello soon!"

Even though the shock had swept through her heart, Qiancheng Xuehui still calmed down: "Don't worry, your family is too scary."

I originally thought that Zenyuan Naoya was favored as the son-in-law, but I didn't expect to do this kind of thing to seduce others. Everyone in the Zenyuan family is like pawns on the chessboard of family interests. It seems to be a matter of course which one to abandon or use. of.

"Anyway, I just want to remind you," Zenyuan Zhenyi's tone was extremely tired, "I don't know where they heard the rumor that you like good-looking people."

Qiancheng Xuehui glanced at the inside of the room, Gou Juanji leaned against the table and bowed his head to type on the phone interface, the warm light shone on the person, looking extremely gentle.

She thought about Zenyuan Naoya's appearance.

— No thorns look good.

Zenyuan Zhenyi heard her silence, and couldn't help saying: "Zenyuan Naozai has almost no women around him, don't be fooled by him."

Qiancheng Xuehui: "...I'm just a face control, help me, I'm not the kind of pervert who wants to own a good-looking person!!"

There was a laugh over there, Zenyuan Zhenyi seemed to be outside, she said that she still had something to do, and hung up the phone.

Qiancheng Xue'e opened the door and returned to the room.

"It's a classmate in Kyoto, called Zenyuan Zhenyi. I'm following her to practice the adaptive spell power." She sat down on the seat, and in the middle of the phone call, the dog curly spine restored the chair to its original state, "Go to the Kyoto High School I originally wanted to find Zenyuan Maki, after all, she saved my life... but I didn't expect that she would have left the Zenyuan family long ago."

Goujuan froze on the tricky hand: "...Maki is in the Tokyo High School of Curse Arts."

Qiancheng Xuehui defended herself: "I didn't know before! When I knew it, I had already negotiated with the Kyoto High School!"

A slight disappointment flashed in the boy's eyes: "It can be closer in Tokyo."

It's a pity that the procedure for transferring to a high school of conjuration is not so easy to handle, not to mention that Kyoto, as the cradle of conjurers, may not be willing to send seedlings like Qiancheng Xuee away.

Qiancheng Xuehui: "Oh."

However, the big stone pressing on her heart was finally removed, Qiancheng Xuehui was in a good mood, and had a good sleep that night.

Goujuanji knew that she needed a transitional period to adapt, and he could show it in his reaction to the kiss. He had enough patience to wait, so he didn't ask what the relationship between the two was now.

People like Qiancheng Xuehui obviously have more advantages than Zhuma.

No matter how much he wants to stay, Goujuanji still needs to return to the high school of conjuration. After all, the number of conjurers is scarce, and he is promoted quickly, so naturally there are not many gaps.

Qiancheng Xuehui also went to Kyoto to study.

Zenyuan Zhenyi looked at the girl sitting cross-legged in front of her doing nothing: "Actually, I have nothing to teach you, at most it is theoretical knowledge, and the rest will be taught at the beginning of school."

Qiancheng Xuehui said "hehe" twice: "Doesn't prevent me from coming to play with you!"

And she was a little afraid of meeting acquaintances when she went to Bingsheng Middle School, it would be so embarrassing-when she arrived at the new school, she must be careful, and she couldn't be too enthusiastic to make people misunderstand!

...Speaking of which, there are still two families in the Yusan family who have not visited.

Watching her start wandering around the Zen Garden, Zhenyi: "What did you think of?"

Qiancheng Xuehui blinked her eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that when I came here for the first time, I was with..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the door was pushed open from the outside to the inside. Behind the door, the young man with gold and black splicing and streaked black hair looked around the room and locked his eyes on Qiancheng Xue'e.

His fox eyes narrowed slightly: "Father is looking for you."

Zenyuan Zhenyi: "Ah, here."

She cast a forbearing glance at Qiancheng Xue'e, signaling with her eyes that she must be careful not to be seduced by the momentary beauty.

Qiancheng Xuehui: ... I thank you.

Zenyuan Zhipiren's face still has to be sold, Qiancheng Xue'e got up and patted the ashes that didn't exist, so that Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't have to worry about herself, and walked out the door.

She followed Zenyuan Naozai, and walked towards the room where the people next to Zenyuan Zhizai were waiting. The two of them didn't talk much along the way. Zenyuan Naozai is not a person who cares about fragrances and jades, and his steps are very big. Qiancheng Xuee has to walk fast to catch up. on his steps.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the side face of the young master of the Buddhist monastery—she really looked better.

The people directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery waited for a long time.

The Patriarch of the Chanyuan family spoke calmly, with a smile on his face: "You have practiced for a long time, and there is a mission to exorcise the curse, do you want to practice your hands?"

A curse that can be handled by a novice like her should not be dangerous. Just as Yukie Qiancheng wanted to nod, the Naobi of the Zen Academy added: "Let Naoya come with you."

Qiancheng Xuehui was entangled: "...Is there no one else?"

Zhibiren from the Zen Academy: "All the first-level conjurers have been dispatched, and conjurers who have not reached the second level cannot act alone."

Qiancheng Xuehui thought of Zenyuan Zhenyi's eyes, hesitated to speak: "But..."

Zhibi from the Zen Academy patted her on the shoulder, deliberately withdrew his strength, but Qiancheng Xue'e still swayed: "Haha, it’s just a matter of experience. Anyway, Naoya is also a first-class conjurer, so it’s okay to protect you by the side."

He made decisions extremely fast, and the task came urgently. Qiancheng Xue'e thought about it, but still did not refuse.

The location of the curse is a bit far away, and a tent has been set up when it arrives.

Qiancheng Xuehui complimented: "Became a first-class conjurer at a young age, the young master of the Buddhist monastery is really young and promising."

The young man's tone did not hide his pride: "I don't even think that I am the young master of the Buddhist monastery."

Qiancheng Yukie stood at a slightly higher position, she looked at the empty street in the tent, and casually answered Zenyuan Naoya's words: "However, why didn't the son-in-law inherit the Zenyuan family's technique?"

Zenyuan Naoya slipped his feet, gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, "Did Zhenyi tell you?"

Qiancheng Xue'e frowned, slightly dissatisfied with his tone when he called Zenyuan Zhenyi: "Your father told me before."

Zenyuan Naoya gritted his teeth, a sternness flashed across that delicate face.

"Even if that kind of thing doesn't exist, it doesn't matter."

Qiancheng Xuehui felt the restless atmosphere around her.

Sincerely said: "Okay, it's really great for the Zenyuan family to have you."