The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

Wu Tiaoqing returned to the base, Luanbu was sleeping on the table, the computer was not turned off, and he was on the game interface.

"Random?"

Wu Tiaoqing cried out, and the other party got up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and the emerald green pupils were colored with water, and they were hazy.

"you're back."

His voice was still full of sleepiness, he yawned, and physiological tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

The soft and cute appearance instantly hit Wu Tiaoqing's heart.

Human cubs are creatures that people love and hate. Sometimes they are angels, and sometimes they are difficult like demons, occupying all your minds.

"Going back."

Luanbu gave an "um" and packed his things. The penguin bag on his back was bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.

Gojoko and Ranpo didn't go back directly, but went to line up to buy the snacks that Dazai was clamoring for, and went shopping for a while to change Nakaya Dazai and even Ranpo into new clothes.

Luanbu is very obedient most of the time, he doesn't pay much attention to everything, holds a bag of potato chips, and follows Wu Tiaoqing wherever he goes.

He suddenly reached out his hand: "Money."

Five loves: "?"

He pointed to the gashapon machine beside him: "I want to play that."

Wu Tiaoqing gave him some change and asked him to play by himself. After a while, Luanbu came back with a few dolls in his arms, and stuffed a big yellow duck into her arms.

"Give it to you."

After speaking, he lowered his head and fiddled with the seal that was just twisted out of the gashapon machine, printed on the head of the doll in his arms, and labeled it.

The things in the hands are all for Chuya, Dazai and Alice, and even Ranpo is involved.

Wujoqing wanted to go to Mori Ogai, and if she knew that she didn't buy anything for him, she would have to be superficial and cautiously go to work for the two children behind her back.

Looking at the magnanimous Mori Ogai, he is actually extremely cautious.

Wujoqing took a fancy to a pair of cufflinks, which matched Mori Ogai's temperament very well. After buying them, they stuffed them into a pile of clothes together with the box.

Gojo Ai came to Yokohama by car, put things in the trunk and was ready to go home.

As soon as Luan Bu got into the car, his head nodded, his eyes were closed and he was drowsy, and soon fell asleep.

When he got home, he hugged a doll, ignored anyone, and collapsed on the sofa, shrinking his body, nestled in it to sleep.

Like a lazy cat, Mori Ogai's guess was right, Ranpo should be a cat pie.

After grasping the handle of the leader of Tiao Dehuan's Ancestor Party, Mori Ogai completely secured his position as the leader of Port Mafia, radically wiped out the inside and outside of Port Mafia, and firmly held the power in his own hands.

He also promoted a lot of people he could trust to important positions, and leaders who didn't know how to distribute work would die of exhaustion sooner or later.

Therefore, he handed over most of the affairs to the following people, and handed over important tasks to the two reserve cadres Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya.

The internal members of Mafia at the port also saw that Mori Ogai intended to train them. One of them is strong in force, the other is deep in scheming, and the effect of matching them together is remarkable.

Mori Ogai is very satisfied with this status quo, and consciously expands the territory, allowing the port Mafia to flourish in his hands.

But when I got home, everything was dissatisfied.

Several children, including the outsider, received gifts from their wives, but he, the real husband, got nothing.

Thinking about it, he had already forgotten that there was no legal relationship between him and Wu Tiaoqing.

There is no way to talk about his husband.

Osamu Dazai held a black velvet box and asked, "What's in it? Is it for me?"

Wutiaoqing glanced at it and said casually, "For your father."

The eyes of Mori Ogai, who seemed to be reading a book indifferently, but hadn't turned a page, lit up instantly.

Osamu Dazai let out a distasteful "tss", and said loudly, "It's rubbish, just throw it away."

Wujoqing found out that Mori Ogai's tricks were intended to tease him, and echoed, "It's up to you."

Mori Ogai: "..."

He moved quickly, and the box that was originally in Dazai Osamu's hand came to him.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips and gave him a disgusted look.

How could someone like such an old man?The five emotions are good in everything, but the eyes are too blind.

Mori Ogai opened the box and found a pair of sleeves, which matched the white shirt he was wearing today.

He raised his chin and called out with a smile, "Love."

"Boss Sen, are you so impatient?"

"This is the first gift that love gave me."

He focused on the first one.

Wu Tiaoqing lowered her head to help him put on the cuff buttons, and casually replied: "I think about what the first big gift that Chief Sen gave me was."

Wu Tiaoqing paused for a moment, and said, "I think of it, it's a divorce agreement and a lot of valuable property, including this villa."

Mori Ogai was speechless, he didn't expect such a moment to be overturned.

Dazai Osamu's sinister laughter made his expression freeze.

Wu Tiaoqing teased: "Compared with Chief Sen's big gift, my gift is too light."

Mori Ogai rubbed the bridge of his nose, showing a wry smile of calmness, and said helplessly, "Qing, I thought this was over."

"How can I pass, this is the only capital I use to tease our leader Sen."

Mori Ogai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and in the end he only said one sentence: "Just as long as you're happy."

Can't be one step ahead, he's afraid he's going to take this sentence into the coffin.

Zhongye was in the room, carefully locking the door.

His room was replaced with an electronic lock, without a password, even King Dazai Osamu couldn't pick it open.

Osamu Dazai broke into Chuya's electronic lock, and recently he is still learning hacking techniques from others, vowing to crack the electronic lock of Chuya's room.

Zhong also stood at the corner of the wall, stopped his waist, held a pencil against the top of his head, and drew a line on the wall.

It was a little bit higher than the previous one, and it turns out that he is still rising.

Osamu Dazai was already half a head taller than him, and he couldn't fall behind.

Thinking of this, Chuya got angry for a while, did that mackerel take some hormones?His height, which was originally flat, has skyrocketed recently, and soon surpassed him.

Pressure, huge pressure.

Zhong also thought of that giant, how did he grow so tall?

The next time we meet, he will ask tactfully to find out the cheats that can be as high as him.

Chuya left the room and carefully locked the door.

There is a lock picker at home, he must always be careful.

The wallets in the office were lost several times one after another. As long as he loses money, Osamu Dazai will suddenly become rich. Thinking with his toes, he knows who stole his wallet.

Zhong also didn't bother to argue with him, Osamu Dazai didn't know how to manage money, and he didn't save money. He spent all the money he had every month, and he didn't know where he spent it. He didn't steal his money secretly. So I went to Wutiaoqing's place to be cute and courteous, and begged for pocket money.

Zhong also couldn't see his attitude, and didn't want him to bother Wu Tiaoqing, so he let him go to his desk and steal the wallet.

A thief was bred by him.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin and looked at Chuya suspiciously.

He looked down, concentrating on his shoes.

The heel is at least a few centimeters, he examines Chuya, is it an illusion?Why do you think he grew a lot taller overnight?

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes: "Short, what the hell have you done?"

"What are you crazy about?"

Zhong was also afraid that he would find out, so he cursed and hurriedly sat down.

"Heightening insoles!"

Osamu Dazai gave two "tsk tsk", and said maliciously: "Hey, I put insoles for heightening, it's really insidious."

"Why are height-enhancing insoles so insidious?!"

Osamu Dazai nodded again and again: "I admit it."

Zhong Ye: "..."

It's hooked, when will this guy die?Crying about committing suicide every day is really superficial, otherwise why didn't he die?

I'm so bored!

"what happened?"

Wu Tiaoqing was not very happy when he found out, so he asked casually.

Osamu Dazai excitedly said, "I found out that Nakaya put on the height-enhancing insoles!"

Wu Tiaoqing said indifferently: "Is this a big deal? It's normal to have a height-enhancing insole, and I'm still wearing high heels."

After being told by Gojoko, Osamu Dazai instantly felt that it was meaningless to put insoles in the middle of the ridicule.

"Are the clothes I bought for you suitable?"

Wutiaoqing said in distress: "You are growing fast now, and you look different every day. I can't buy the right size, so I can only buy bigger ones. Some clothes don't look good when I buy them too big."

Osamu Dazai protested: "Don't buy me and Chuya a brother outfit that looks like sticky, it's disgusting."

Zhong also snorted: "Who wants to wear the same style as you, a guy with no taste."

"Did you dislike the clothes I bought for you?" Wutiaoqing asked dissatisfied.

The two immediately changed their words: "No, I just simply dislike him."

Wu Tiaoqing had a headache on his face.

Sometimes, she really doesn't know whether they have a good relationship or a bad relationship.

It is said that their relationship is not good, but they have too much understanding, and they even have a common heart with each other.

It is said that they have a good relationship, but they hate each other to breathe the same air. As long as they are together, they will quarrel.

Wu Tiaoqing attributed this to the awkward personalities of the two children.

They obviously care about each other, but they treat each other with such an attitude.

Mori Owai didn't care about anything, and Wujoqing became angry when he looked at him.

It is completely an image of an inactive and annoying father, which makes people grind their teeth.

"Can't you take care of them?"

The flames of war suddenly spread to Mori Ogai, and he looked innocent: "What do you care?"

Wu Tiaoqing said unhappily: "These two people have been arguing so much, won't you stop it?"

Mori Ogai comforted: "Children, it's normal to be noisy and there's no need to worry about them."

"Stop talking, it makes me angry."

Mori Ogai embraced Wujoqing: "You just put too much energy on them."

Wu Tiaoqing glanced at him: "If you don't put it on them, who will you put it on?"

"People are right in front of you, love, don't turn a blind eye."

Wu Tiaoqing laughed: "Are you going to port Mafia today?"

Mori Ogai shook his head: "With Dazai and Chuya, I have relieved a lot of pressure, and the port Mafia is also on the right track. As the leader, I don't need to check in every day."

"is it?"

Wu Tiaoqing smiled all over her face: "I'll leave the chaos to you. I'm going to pick him up when my brother comes back from overseas. I still have an entrustment to go to the High School of Magic in the afternoon. Chief Sen, thank you for being home."

Mori Ogai: "..."

It's fine if you can't date when you have time, why should you take Fukuzawa Yukichi's child?

Wujoqing patted Mori Ogai on the shoulder, picked up his bag and left.

Mori Ogai stared at Ranpo who was still at home.

Ranbuwo turned over on the sofa, tuned a channel and continued watching.

It's just air, don't worry about it.

……

……

Gojo Satoru was sitting in the lobby playing with his mobile phone, and got out of the station after receiving a message that Gojo Qing had arrived.

When he went out, he brought a bag with a few changes of clothes in it. When he came back, the bag turned into a suitcase, and it contained all the cosmetics and some daily necessities purchased for Wu Tiaoqing.

He didn't think it was troublesome, but he liked the process of helping Wu Tiaoqing to buy things. Every time he went overseas on a business trip, he would ask Wu Tiaoqing if he wanted to bring something.

"Brother, you seem to have lost some weight."

Gojo Satoru supported the back of his head and leaned against the seat. There was not much room for the co-pilot, and he couldn't even straighten his legs.

"Your illusion."

Wu Tiaoqing came over, grabbed his face and pulled it out: "My illusion? You must be busy with tasks again, don't eat on time and don't sleep well. You have lost a lot of weight, and there is no flesh on your face.

Yes, it is my illusion to quibble. "

Gojo Satoru patted her hand away, rubbed his cheeks, and muttered, "Hey, hey, who is older and who is younger? Do you treat your brother like this?"

Wu Tiaoqing snorted: "Someone doesn't look like a brother at all, he looks more like my brother."

Wujo Satoru patted her on the head, pretending to be angry: "Wujoqing, you have become more courageous, now you have someone to support you, so you are so arrogant?"

Wu Tiaoqing hummed twice, completely lost her calm appearance in front of the child, it was childish.

She threatened: "Don't mess with me. When the time comes, your two nephews will punch each of you, and your face will be swollen."

Gojo Satoru exaggerated: "I'm so scared."

Wu Tiaoqing was triumphant: "You know you are afraid."

Wujo Wu lowered his face, grabbed her face and pulled it out: "I'm afraid, I'm terribly afraid!"

Wu Tiaoqing stopped the car and kicked him, ready to pounce on him and grab his face.

Gojo Satoru pushed open the door and said without a beating: "Compared to me, you are too tolerant."

Wu Tiaoqing glared at him bitterly, and took out the powder cake from her bag to touch up her makeup.

Wutiaoqing probed in.

"Damn it, you took all your makeup off."

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "You did it first."

Wu Tiaoqing closed the car door and pushed him angrily.

After Gojo Satoru went on a business trip overseas, the person who lived in his house was Hirohito Hiroshi, who hid that he was still alive.

The exchange meeting will be held soon, and Knotweed Yujin can also make a shining appearance.

After all, it is Wujo Satoru's bad taste, wanting to see the funny expressions of others when they see Polygonum cuspidatum resurrected from the dead.

Knotweed Youruhito was not at home, he followed Qihai to build people, and usually had a lot to learn.

Jianren Qihai was also not stingy, and taught all his knowledge to Yujin Yuzhang, helping him quickly become a qualified magician.

Gojo Satoru's family has gained popularity, there are sodas and ingredients in the refrigerator, and the kitchen can also be seen to be used.

The bowl was covered with a bowl of fried rice, which should be leftover from Yuzu Yuren's meal.

Gojo Satoru didn't dislike the cold rice, so he ate it with chopsticks.

He said vaguely, "Youren's cooking skills."

Thumbs up, praise Knotweed Yuren's cooking skills.

"Brother, have you thought about what to do?"

Wutiaoqing said worryingly: "When the knotweed exchange meeting shows up, the conservatives will definitely find ways to kill him. The exchange meeting is the best time to kill him. The principal of Leyan Temple is a staunch conservative, and he will definitely let the students of the Kyoto school Go all out to kill the knotweed."

Gojo Satoru didn't care and said, "Don't worry, Youruhito won't be killed that easily. He's the male protagonist of the manga, so he's just hanging out."

Hearing Wujo Wu's words, Wujoqing couldn't laugh or cry.

Knowing that Gojo Satoru knew what was in his mind, he didn't bother with it anymore.

Gojo Satoru joked: "If you can't do it, send people to the port of Mafia. Mori Ogai will not refuse a help."

Thinking of Su Nuo in the body of Yu Zhang Youren, Gojo Satoru suddenly wanted to watch the excitement.

"Are you willing?"

Gojo Wu: "Of course I'm not willing to part with it. It's hard to dig out such a good seed, so I don't want to give it to others."

After resting for a while, Wutiao Qing and Wutiao Wu went to the High School of Conjuration.

She received news from Tsujimura that she was going to the High School of Curse Art to help Ayatsuji pedestrians get rid of the curse.

With the five enlightenments, exorcising the curse becomes much easier.

On the way, Gojo Ki briefly talked about the situation of Ayatsuji pedestrians.

"Interesting ability."

Gojo Satoru looked pensive, not knowing what he was paying attention to.

Wu Tiaoqing reminded: "He is closely monitored by the people of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, brother, please don't cause trouble."

Gojo Satoru responded casually: "Got it."

Gojo Satoru opened the room covered with spells. The room was dimly lit and the candles were flickering.

A wind blows from nowhere in the closed room.

Tsujimura led Ayatsuji pedestrians to enter after registering at the High School of Conjuration.

Ayatsuji Xingren was very interested in the high school of conjuration, and looked around with appreciative eyes.

Wu Tiaoqing took the two of them to the Buddhist pavilion of the temple.

Stepping up the long stairs, the temple and Buddhist pavilion just happened to change positions when they stepped in.

The sky was spinning, and the background changed from a green forest to a towering wall.

Ayatsuji pedestrians analyzed the operation rules of the temple, shrine and Buddhist pavilions, the corners of their lips were slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Entering the Buddhist Pavilion of the temple, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky are watching oppressively.

Tsujimura felt out of breath being stared at, and the tremendous pressure hit her, which almost made her lose her footing.

Wu Tiaoqing's voice came: "You come with me."

Wu Tiaoqing stopped in front of this Buddha statue, and bowed respectfully. After saluting, the Buddha statue moved away, and a dark passage downward appeared behind it.

The air poured in, and the lamps on both sides of the wall spread downward and suddenly lit up.

Scattered charms were pasted on both sides of the wall, and the bright red cinnabar imprinted on the eyes was shocking.

Tsujimura felt as if his soul would be sucked away by the charms on both sides of the wall.

She took a deep breath and looked ahead.

Ayatsuji pedestrians walked calmly, and even began to study the charms on the wall, and the function of the five love exchange spells.

Tsujimura muttered in a low voice, "He is so venomous to me, but so talkative to others, what an elusive man."

Ayatsuji pedestrians looked back at her, and said impatiently: "Miss Tsujimura, are you dawdling because you want me to die?"

Tsujimura forced a smile, but didn't answer him.

Look, look, with such a vicious tongue, he deserves to have no girlfriend and is still single.

When her children and grandchildren are full, Mr. Ayatsuji should still be alone, right?

No one can bear his bad temper, and he still doesn't play cards according to the routine.

Since receiving the task of monitoring Ayatsuji pedestrians, Tsujimura has noticed that she has aged a lot, and even her hairline has moved up sharply.

She shouldn't live until the time when her children and grandchildren are full, right?

Tears.

Ayatsuji's pedestrian's expression became more and more impatient, Tsujimura mumbled and walked over quickly.

The further you go down, the more open the space is, and there are doors covered with spells on both sides of the wall.

The gloomy breath seeped out from inside, making Tsujimura shiver involuntarily.

Wujoqing stopped in front of a door, pushed open the door, and the object of entry was a chair, next to the chair was Wujo Satoru standing against the wall.

"Detective Ayatsuji, let's go in."

Wujoqing closed the door, and Tsujimura waited outside.

Tsujimura was at a loss: "Gojo-san, isn't it up to you to remove the curse?"

Wu Tiaoqing smiled apologetically: "Originally I was the one to exorcise the curse, but my brother came back and he is stronger than me, so he did it."

"elder brother?"

"Ah."

There is still some pride in the five love words: "Miss Tsujimura should have heard of him."

"what?"

"My older brother is Gojo Satoru."

Tsujimura's eyes widened.

She has indeed heard the name of Wujo Wu. Even if she sticks out of the supernatural world and has been dealing with supernatural beings for a long time, it does not prevent her from hearing the name of Wujo Wu. One of the super conjurers.

A senior from the Supernatural Secret Service Department once mentioned him, saying that Gojo Satoru is a super-class conjurer because the highest level of a conjurer is only super-class.

It is precisely because of the existence of Gojo Satoru that the Special Ability and Secret Service Section is afraid to have friction with the conjurer easily.

This man is too uncontrollable, too freewheeling, and powerful. No one wants to be an enemy of such a man.

But I heard that the higher-ups are very afraid of him, afraid of his uncontrollability.

Why is this not the same as the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The Supernatural Secret Service may seem special, but many people in the government fear or even envy the privileges of the Supernatural Secret Service.

From time to time, some people request the high-level abolition of the Supernatural Secret Service, fearing that the Supernatural Secret Service will lose control and pose a threat to the government.

There are many people in the Ministry of Justice who are struggling to suppress the privileged position of the Supernatural Secret Service.

Tsujimura didn't think too much about it. What troubles her even more now is how to write the report.

Every time I write a report about Ayatsuji pedestrians, Tsujimura has a special headache.

Tsujimura checked the time, twenty or ten minutes had passed, and there was still no movement inside the door.

"How long will it be?" she asked.

Wu Tiaoqing just showed an official smile and said, "It's coming soon."

I asked her 10 minutes ago, and she said the same thing.

Tsujimura looked at her side face, and sighed when she could be so moody and angry, and she could respond gracefully to Ayatsuji pedestrian's poisonous tongue attack.

The door covered with charms finally opened.

Tsujimura couldn't wait to roll up Ayatsuji pedestrian's sleeves, his arms were white and cold, and the weird lines on them disappeared without a trace.

She was pleasantly surprised: "The curse is lifted?"

Gojo Satoru joked, "It seems that this young lady doesn't trust me?"

"no no!"

Tsujimura hurriedly said.

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "Just kidding, don't be nervous."

Tsujimura breathed a sigh of relief.

The most rumored thing about Gojo Satoru is his not easy to get along with character.

But the person in front of him, with half of his face covered by a blindfold, could only see a straight nose and a well-shaped chin. Even so, it was not difficult to see that he was a handsome person.

He was not as difficult to get along with as rumored, and a casual joke eased the atmosphere.

Tsujimura thought, such a person must be very jealous, that's why there are so many unfavorable rumors about him.

Ayatsuji pedestrians suddenly said: "I am very interested in the high school of conjuration, welcome me to stay here for a few days?"

Gojo Satoru said with an ambiguous smile, "Of course you are welcome."

Tsujimura: "????!!!"

Ayatsuji pedestrian, a man who always makes her work more difficult.