Chu Qi watched in shock as Gojo Satoru ate sweets with five times more powdered sugar than hers without stopping. By the end, there was even a hint of respect in her eyes.
This is the real sweet tooth party!
Shocked, she subconsciously followed Gojo Satoru's rhythm and took a sip of the milk tea that contained too much powdered sugar. Immediately afterwards, her delicate facial features wrinkled together in an instant, and even her ostentatious fox ears also appeared. He slumped listlessly for a second.
"Hahahahaha, you can't do that. I just asked the clerk to add twice as much sugar to this cup of milk tea! Oh, it's not delicious!"
Fortunately, Xia Youjie had already come out with two bowls of soba noodles at this time. As soon as he saw Chu Qi's twisted expression, and then looked at Gojo Satoru still laughing so hard, he immediately knew what was going on. .
"Satoru's taste is indeed a bit strange...just get used to it. This is the soba noodles I made. If you don't mind, you can try it."
Chu Qi rolled his eyes at Gojo Satoru, who was shaking his chair creaking like a child, and then took the soba noodles very solemnly.
"Thank you very much for saving my life! I will definitely repay you for your great kindness!"
Xia Youjie smiled, opened his chopsticks and handed them over, then waved his hands and said not to worry.
Gojo Satoru, who was sitting back on the chair, was very dissatisfied with Xia Youjie's actions. He drawled in a long voice and shook the chair even louder: "Jie - you are partial! I want to eat it too!"
As he spoke, before Xia Youjie could reply, he suddenly jumped up from his chair, then turned around and entered the kitchen. The bell jingled for a while, and finally Jiejie smiled strangely and held a whole bag of white sugar. He approached Xia Youjie's bowl of noodles.
Xia Youjie could no longer coddle him anymore. He picked up the bowl with both hands and turned sideways to avoid the sweet critical blow from Gojo Satoru. At the same time, he sent a merciless side kick, successfully knocking Gojo Satoru away. Kicked back to his long battered chair.
Of course, Wutiao Maomao never knew what "enough is enough" meant, so he grinned and launched another sneak attack.
The torn bag of white sugar was suddenly thrown into the air, and the pure white crystals fell down, covering almost every corner of the room.
Of course Xia Youjie's bowl of noodles was not spared.
"Satoru!! Do you want to die!?"
"Wow! Jay, your eyes get bigger when you're angry, that's awesome! (Thumbs up)"
"Stop! If you finish this bowl of noodles without using your nostrils today, go to hell!!!"
Chu Qi held the bowl and slowly slurped the noodles in front of this wonderful scene of fighting each other.
The black paper umbrella opened automatically above her head in time, and the small, round golden fish swam leisurely on the black satin-like umbrella.
The cool breath was like a small barrier, blocking all the sweet attacks for Chu Qi.
Since Chu Qi's appearance and clothing are different from ordinary people, they will certainly not show off outside for too long. At the same time, because her identity and purpose of coming to this world are unknown, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie will not bring her into the school at will.
Then, the small apartment that Gojo Satoru bought in Tokyo for convenience was the best choice.
During this process, the two of them never stopped observing Chu Qi. Seeing her full of curiosity about the modern city, the two teenagers already believed that she was an old monster. separated.
But in fact, Chu Qi was just curious about the differences between medieval cities in different dimensions. However, on the way here, she did discover various ugly cursed spirits that appeared on the streets of Tokyo from time to time.
"What are those? Are they filthy?"
According to the brain circuit of monsters, the essence of the curse spirit formed by the accumulation of negative emotions in humans is not much different from the foul smell that can pollute the human heart and mind.
After humbly asking the question, before Chuqi received an answer, Gojo Satoru glanced up and down with a very disgusted expression.
"Hey, country foxes just don't know any better!"
The seventh day of the lunar month:......
Chu Qi: Get tough, get tough with your fists!
According to an interview with Mr. Xia Moujie, a witness at the time, if he had not reacted quickly enough and desperately hugged the furious fox demon, his dear friend would have performed what is called - being beaten in front of everyone. The fox fire burned half of his butt!
As for Gojo Satoru, if he hadn't run very fast and tore off half of his trouser leg that was stained with fox fire in time, half of his butt would definitely have been saved!
When had the young master of the Gojo family ever been so embarrassed!
Gojo Satoru, who was fearless, covered his buttocks and blushed for the first time at such a big size - out of anger.
"Despicable vixen!"
"Huh?! Stupid and arrogant little brat!"
"I have always scored perfect marks in every exam since I was little! How dare you call me stupid!!!
In order to prevent such vicious incidents from happening again, Xia Youjie had no choice but to sit in the middle, thus separating the two people who had been arguing non-stop since they met. The magic sound penetrates the brain.
He could no longer hold back the smile on his lips, and his small eyes suddenly revealed a sense of weathered vicissitudes.
Xia Youjie was seventeen years old. Just today, he suddenly had an extremely strong desire to become a monk.
If this continues, he is afraid that he will become prematurely old before he reaches adulthood. Alas!
Gojo Satoru has this ability, just by talking, he can make everyone he knows so angry that they will jump.
