After about five minutes of explanation, Xichengshi finally knew why the Godzi Baiwu came to the conclusion of getting married.

only--

"You've made a mistake." Xichengshi said expressionlessly: "I just want to see your aunt if I have something to do."

"Uh...you mean, all my analysis just now was made of something out of nothing, secretly concocted out of thin air, purely imagination?"

The God of White Mist looked at the Xicheng style strangely, and started to mutter:

"Wait... Xicheng said he wanted to see my aunt... Auntie asked me again how I think Xicheng is... Could it be that my aunt wants old cows to eat tender grass?"

“…”

Xichengshi glanced at the carefully analysed God Son of Baiwu and couldn't help but shake his head, both angry and funny.

When he was in China in his last life, he had never met a girl who was so good at scheming.

If Bai Wu Ku Zi had heard her current guess, she would probably twist off all the ears of Bai Wu Shen Zi.

Forget it, the more you talk, the more chaotic it becomes. It is safer to take some souvenirs in the afternoon to go directly to Baiwu’s house.

He turned to Beijing North High School.

As for now.

Let’s get through the class time first.

.........

It was already past three o'clock when school was over in the afternoon.

According to the "makeup plan" of the White Mist Godzi, Xicheng style made a special trip to the diner to get a bottle of pure rice wine with good quality.

The price of this bottle of wine is not low, but Xicheng Style does not lack the money, so it was taken on the spot.

"My aunt likes wine the most, especially the refreshing and easy-to-taste pure rice wine." As Bai Wu Shenzi said, he glanced at the cardboard bag in Xicheng style.

She sighed a little.

Xicheng Style is really rich. The money for buying this bottle of wine is enough for her to eat desserts for a month or two.

"That's thank you for your clever plan," Xicheng style responded in a simple sentence.

"That's my 'mistake'. If it were in the era of peace, I would definitely be a strategist like Zhuge Liang."

The son of Baiwu thrust proudly raised his chest. His face clearly had no expression, but it showed a look of aura.

A person like a strategist—

This little girl is really confident.

The West City style is a bit funny.

Besides, what was it like to be a strategist in ancient Japan? Command an armed battle in front of the village of No. 100,000?

However, the other party at least gave her a good suggestion, so let her go here and don’t pour cold water on this aspect.

Passing by the station, the White Mizuki Kanzi bought a donut, and then the two of them took the tram and headed straight for the port area.

Twenty minutes later.

"Good afternoon, Aunt Puzi." Xicheng Shi greeted her and handed the souvenir to Bai Wupuzi.

"Xichengjun, you actually come here if you want to come here, and you don't have to bring souvenirs as troublesome."

Bai Wu Kuizi squinted his eyes and smiled, but still accepted the souvenir.

This is considered a Japanese convention.

You don’t even want to accept the souvenir, so you won’t give face to the guests.

"It turns out to be a good wine for chrysanthemum."

When he took the paper bag, Bai Wu Ku Zi glanced at the cardboard bag and glanced at Bai Wu Shen Zi.

Last time she just told Xichengshi that she had good wine, but she didn't tell him that she liked the category, and Xichengshi came back with the White Fog Godzi...

Bai Wupuzi suddenly knew it, so the smile on his face that greeted Xicheng was even brighter:

"Please come in, Xichengjun, the Son of God and I go to make tea."

"Then I'll disturb you."

Xicheng style nodded and stepped into Baiwu's house.

This is his second time to come to Baiwu's house. The indoor environment has not changed, and it is still as clean, simple and neat.

"Please use tea."

The white mist pupae presented the teacup.

With the lesson from the last time the God of White Mist was taught by Xicheng Shi just took a slight sip this time and raised his head and said:

"Actually, I came here this time mainly because I wanted to talk to Aunt Kuizi."

He slightly chewed the pronunciation on the sentence "I want to talk to Aunt Puzi".

Bai Wu Ku Zi understood it all at once. She turned her head and looked at Bai Wu Shenzi and said, "Son of God, there is nothing to do below for the time being. You can go up and do your homework first."

"Ah?" The White Mur God Son, who had been sitting next to him, was stunned.

Next is the critical moment that determines whether her aunt will marry Xicheng style. How can she easily get up like this...?

"Son of God."

Bai Wu Ku Zi lowered his tone and shouted softly.

Well--

The son of Baiwu shrank his head.

If my aunt speaks in this tone, it means that her patience is about to be worn out.

"I see."

The White Mist Godson seemed to have no expression, but if you look closely, you will obviously find that the other party is a little dejected.

"Make Xichengjun laugh." Bai Wu Kuzi watched Bai Wu Shenzi walk upstairs and turn his eyes:

"So, what's to ask is..."

"Auntie Kuzi, you should know Masako Baiwu?"

Xicheng style stared at the other person's expression and asked word by word.

This is about the Eternal Sacrifice Association. In a sense, it also involves your own wealth and life and must be taken seriously.

After listening to the Xicheng style words, Bai Wu Kuizi was stunned at first, then sighed, his voice full of remembrance:

"Masako...What a nostalgic name."

She turned to Xicheng style and smiled kindly:

"Actually, you don't have to worry about Xichengjun. I am a person who likes to be straightforward. Playing with my mind is something I don't like to do."

"I will tell you everything I want to tell you. If I don't want to tell you, I will shut up and not say a word."

White mist pupa picks up the teacup.

"Masako Baiwu is the sister of the son of God. A year ago or two years ago, she was forcibly taken away by someone who betrayed the Baiwu family, and she still has no idea of ​​life and death... But today Nishichengjun suddenly asked me about Masako's affairs... I think you should have received news from Masako, right?"

Speaking of this, the White Mist Puppy looked at the West City Style.

Her eyes were clear and her eyes were full of seriousness:

"And from the point where you asked me to give up the Son of God, it is likely that bad news."

What a smart woman.

Xichengshi sighed in his heart.

Unlike the White Mist God Son, the White Mist Pupa is much smarter.

"Xichengjun, please forgive me for saying something first."

The White Mist Puppy seemed to see through what Xicheng style was thinking, and said softly:

"Son of God is very smart. She is the most qualified Son of God in the past years, and the one who is most anticipated by the family. She speaks softly and softly, her eyes are gentle and gentle, and her hands and feet are full of grace... The Son of God at that time was completely called the title of "Son of God."

Speak softly and softly? Are you gentle and gentle? Are you elegant when you raise your hands and feet?

Xicheng style touched his chin.

In his mind, he imagined the image of the lady of the White Mist Godson looking at the falling cherry blossoms.

Then he imagined that when Bai Wu Shenzi saw the donut, he couldn't hold back his small steps and went directly to buy it and started eating it.

Well... the one behind is more reliable.

“Is it because of memory?”

Xicheng style asked while thinking.

"Yes." Bai Wu Kuizi nodded, and then said, "Let's leave this for later."

She looked at Xicheng style with deep meaning, and was still a little satisfied.

So Bai Wu Ku Zi took a tea ceremony:

"I probably know the reason why Xichengjun came here. You should be asking about the Yongji Society?"

Here comes!

Although he noticed the gaze in Bai Wu Kuizi's eyes, Xicheng Shi didn't care.

He was excited:
Chapter completed!