Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 21
It was early morning, and there were still a few pieces of fish belly white in the sky.

It was rare for the girl to wake up early in the morning. Her petite and soft body was leaning against the table, with a gentle light lingering between her fingers, and extremely complicated imprints turned over in her hands, like the overturned flower seals passed down from ancient dynasties.

Small and soft white slender hands flipped, and a few thick red cotton threads were wrapped around the knuckles.

There are three light brown square wooden blocks strung on the red line, floating slightly in the air.

The strange characters engraved on the wooden block are shining faintly.

Taking a closer look, there are still some fine beads of sweat on the girl's delicate forehead.

"Clap."

The thin light faded quietly, and the wooden block fell lightly on the table, and Ji Jiujiu also let out a long sigh of relief.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her velvety and beautiful eyelashes trembled quietly, Ji Jiujiu pursed her lips, stretched her waist, and muttered softly.

"Tsk, the stinky old man has sealed so much mana of me, I can't bear to part with the whole divination."

Divination is tiring.

hum.

Ji Jiujiu frowned, looked at the three wooden blocks lying quietly on the table, licked the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and became pensive.

With one hand resting lightly on the forehead, the other fingertip tapped on the wooden table, making a regular sound of "da, da".

Just as a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he thought of something, the decayed door was pushed open with a "squeak".

The gate has been in disrepair for a long time, and the door frame scraped the ground, there was a scratch there, and the sound was not only loud, but also harsh.

Ji, who was forced to interrupt his thoughts: T_T
Although she is a fairy and can't beat mortals, sometimes she really wants to knock him to death with a brick.

"Brother, can you knock on the door?" Ji Jiujiu turned around angrily, her voice was soft and sweet, she said she was losing her temper, but it was more like complaining.

Just, no offensive power at all.

The little girl straightened her back, bared her teeth, and stared fiercely at the boy by the door.

That little expression is like guarding against a thief.

"I entered my house and knocked on what door."

The boy who came in was thin and slender, like a young white poplar growing wantonly.

In fact, Fu Qi looks like a male god when he doesn't speak, except for the cold and hostile look between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Jiujiu laughed unceremoniously, pointed at the simple furniture everywhere with her soft fingertips, and then pointed at herself, the little milk voice was quite unbearable, "Ah, that's right, after all, your house is the most valuable now It's me~"

"..."

The young man narrowed his long, narrow and dark pupils, glanced at her casually, raised his hand, and gently brushed the wet fine hair on the girl's forehead.

Frowning again, he looked at the slightly messy desktop.

The red threads are intertwined, and the wooden boards are stacked randomly, like a child who has just taken a handicraft class.

Ji Jiujiu:?Your handicraft class also includes divination.

The young man's slender knuckles opened the red thread at will, and put a bowl of tofu in a paper bowl in front of Ji Jiujiu. Seeing that she seemed to be in a daze, Fu Qi frowned, bent and loosened his knuckles, and then He bounced heavily between the opponent's eyebrows.

Caught off guard by the pain, Ji Jiujiu let out an "ahhh" and covered his milky forehead.

What are you doing!
"Don't drink cold anymore."

Ji Jiujiu's eyes flashed over in a daze: "Shut up, you're just getting cold."

You are not cold, you are poor.

But after all the fun, she didn't forget the business.

Fu Qi wholeheartedly regarded herself as a full-time baby daddy. Seeing Ji Jiujiu's insincere grumble, she said "I will never give birth to a daughter who has a lot of shit like you in the future", while reaching out to put the tofu in her brain. Stir the sugar well, and say coldly: "Moji."

The little girl glanced at him, then narrowed her eyes obediently, revealing her small white fangs: "Jiu Mi."

While acting as a rice bug with peace of mind, she shook her little feet, stared into his eyes, and told him with her small face: "Fu Qi, you should pay attention to the leaflets on the roadside today."

"Flyer?" The young man didn't take it seriously, loosened his shirt and tie casually with his knuckles, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing his slender and thin collarbone. "...Why, someone asked for a child with a lot of money today?"

"Fuck you, how do you know it's a lot of money to ask for a child?!" Ji Jiujiu's eyes lit up, and he patted the table pretending to be surprised, which made the whole table tremble, "I made a fortune for you just now, The hexagram says that you can find your own father today!"

Fu Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled evilly, "Ji Jiujiu, is your hexagram accurate?"

Ji Jiujiu pouted, looking at him happily, with a firm expression of "brother dei believe me": "Of course!"

"Then what you said to me before, 'If you don't take you home, you'll be a virgin for life'," the young man turned his head, his nose was tall and delicate, his eyes were deep and deep, and there was an unapproachable look in his eyes. Leng, "...is this sentence correct?"

Ji Tweet: "..."

This sentence was just a bluff on her lips.

But bringing up the old car again made her, a simple rabbit who had watched countless little rabbit movies, still a little... indescribably shy.

The tips of her little ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The boy casually glanced at her and let out a low snort, "No prospect."

So easily shy.

I don't know how easy it is to be abducted in the future.

Ji Jiujiu rolled his eyes.

You know what a fart.

Am I that shy?

I was obviously excited!
The little girl picked up the spoon in her tender white hands, and went to Fu Qi's bowl to steal flower rice openly, with finely chopped carrots on top.

She wrapped the small spoon in one mouthful, her voice was vague, but she still replied politely.

——"Old color batch."

*
Ji Jiujiu's enrollment procedures have not yet been completed, but according to Fu Qi, a new building has really been built in Huayi Middle School recently.

The little girl stood with her paws behind her back, feeling very relieved.

She smiled slightly, and gave a thumbs up to the horizon.

Shiqing, iron juice, on the road!
Jiujiu watched as Fu Qidan, with his school uniform open, walked steadily towards the school.

Near noon, she was wandering outside boredly by herself, she glanced at a certain place, she took out her mobile phone, and sent two WeChat messages to Fu Qi.

"It's true that there is a lot of money today, but it's just for a dog."

"Iron juice, seize the opportunity!"

Fu Qi over there was silent for a while.

take the chance?

Then he hesitated and replied with a line.

"You...you don't want me to be a dog, do you?"

Ji Tweet: "..."

Hahahahahahahaha! ! !

She ground her teeth, and the little paw angrily deleted the words in the input field.

Bah, old dog Fu.

If you're so dishonest, go poor yourself! ! ! !
After a few seconds.

Fu Qi clicked on the voice note sent by the other party.

Over there, Ji Jiujiu's voice was crisp, but his roar was majestic.

"Fu Qi! When you come back, I'll turn you into a dog! The kind that is woo woo woo!!!"

Fu Qi: "..."

On the other hand, Jiang Shen who was beside Fu Qi felt that the voice sounded familiar.

But there are very few girls who have Brother Qi's WeChat account. He didn't match his voice with his face for a while, so he came over in surprise, invincible gossip.

"Brother Qi, are you finally talking about your girlfriend?!"

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　Doing business is a bit A
　　good night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)