After pinching his nose and checking the gifts given by strangers for a long time, Zheng Qing finally saw the insignia suspected to be Qingqiu Mansion on a square box as big as a palm. This insignia was probably drawn by the little fox himself. The nine circling fox tails were painted by it, which were almost an octopus, which was extremely abstract. There was also a diamond-shaped plum blossom claw print in the center of the insignia.
If it weren't for the claw print that looked very familiar, Zheng Qing would never have opened the gift box easily.
The gift in the box is a green apple.
The young man was holding the fruit for a long time and sniffing it carefully. After asking the doctor and Xin to help check it out, he finally confirmed that it was an ordinary apple with no magical or magical effect.
"A apple is also very good." Zheng Qing held the apple, and his aunt who belonged to the old father showed her smile on her face: "Apple, be safe and safe..."
Bang!
Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers.
"Oh, I remembered it," Yusin's fortune teller looked through his black notebook, and his tone was a little sudden: "Do you remember that Boseidong had been in our dormitory for a day on the day of the Lunar New Year?"
"What's wrong?"
"That day, the fat man asked me if there was any tradition in our college for Christmas. I replied, "Send apples to each other"... Poseidon probably wrote down our conversation at that time."
After Xiao Xiao reminded him, Zheng Qing had a vague impression, and seemed to have had such a conversation. But at the same time, he also remembered the words that Su Ya had said when she sent Bosedong that day - he clearly remembered that apples occupied a very important position in the list of three meals a day provided by Qingqiu Mansion.
The young public student suspected that the apple was given to him by the little fox who didn't want to eat it.
But this speculation is not suitable for this atmosphere at present.
"What a good kid."
Fatty Xin raised a piece of sleeves and wiped the corners of her eyes, looked moved, and turned to look at Zheng Qing: "The child is so obedient, you can't give her an apple, what gift do you plan to give him?"
Return gift?
Hearing this word, Zheng Qing suddenly came to his senses. He still had two moonlight treasure boxes waiting for "perfection"! He screamed in shock, took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.
It was already tens of thousands of yuan in the afternoon.
Class will be held in less than fifty minutes.
"Bad, broken."
The young public-funded student hurriedly took out two treasure boxes and placed them on the desk. He carefully took out the hair, but his eyes fell on the foxtail pen not far away. To be honest, the situation did not seem to be too bad, because during the delayed period, he opened Su Shijun's gift and accidentally found that the two moonlight treasure boxes could be made intact.
"Is this the gift you prepared for?"
The fat wizard came over with interest, carefully looked at the patterns on the box, and his eyebrows were raised: "From the Hooker Brothers Watch Store? I haven't heard of giving people a 'clock' during the holidays... What do you think!"
"Brother Hook knows more than just making watches." Xiao Xiao answered the fat man's question for Zheng Qing.
So Zheng Qing did not defend himself anymore, quietly opened the wooden box and displayed the two crystal balls like bubbles in front of his companions. Unlike the dim light in the watch shop, the 403 dormitory desk was close to the window. Under the bright light at noon, the two crystal balls emitted a charming color.
Unlike when the moonlight is filled with the sun, the witch in the treasure box does not play in the garden, but sits quietly between the pavilions and pavilions to play the piano, calligraphy and painting. Through the transparent crystal cover, you can vaguely hear the melodious sound of the piano flowing around.
"Pull the curtains!"
Zheng Qing rolled up his sleeves and ordered, the light in the room was too strong, and the witch hid among the exquisite pavilions and did not come out, which was very unfavorable for his next breath.
Bang!
Hurry!
Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers again, and the curtain seemed to be pulled hard by an invisible big hand, and the dormitory suddenly became dark. The fat cat who was originally playing with the moon gaze suddenly yawned, stretched his body, and jumped into the fat man's quilt with weakness.
The hair Zheng Qing was pinching quietly disappeared into ashes, turning into a wisp of breath lingering between the male and witch's fingers. Then, he followed the Hook brothers' guidance, as if using a crystal ball to divine, and guided the wisp of breath into the crystal ball bit by bit.
At the same time, he tried hard to visualize Jiang Yu's appearance, dress, and makeup in his mind; visualize her every move, every frown and smile; visualize her tone when she speaks and her expression when she is angry.
Inexplicably, the little white cat on the cat fruit tree flashed from time to time in the mind of the male witch - the little white cat with a very strong temper and kicked the black cat down from the tree at any time.
"It's changed!" Fatty Xin's fuss came from his ears.
Zheng Qing opened his eyes.
The mist on the witch's face in the crystal cover gradually dissipated, revealing a dignified and beautiful face. The two fogs under her feet also turned into two kittens, one black and one white, chasing and playing with each other, having a happy time.
Everything in the Moonlight Box follows the description of the Hooker Brothers.
The only problem is that the witch's appearance is slightly different from what Zheng Qing expected. Although the eyebrows and eyes are vaguely similar to Jiang Yu, the young public-funded student is very sure that she is not her.
"who is she?"
Xiao Xiao held his glasses and looked at the witch in the crystal cover carefully, with a look of disgusting: "Who are you going to give this strange witch to? Member Su or Squad Leader Jiang?"
Zheng Qing's face turned pale, and he didn't know that Li Meng made a mess with his hair.
That's when.
The letter paper he threw aside was spontaneously ignited without wind, and in a moment it turned into a bunch of ashes. Then a wisp of cold wind blew, and the bunch of ashes outlined a small ashes, squinted her waist and let out a harsh laugh:
"Idiot! Scumbag! Shameless!"
"How could I give my cousin's hair to you!"
"God knows what bad things you want to do to my cousin! No matter what bad things you want to do, please come over! Pass this level of your aunt first! Hahahahaha!"
Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in anger and slapped the short guy.
have to.
Thirty jade coins were wasted.
Fortunately, as long as the gift has not been sent out, there is still room for mistakes to be made up.
"Well...Do you think this person looks a bit like Li Meng?" Fatty Xin narrowed his eyes and looked at the witch in the crystal cover, his tone was a little uncertain: "...I'm not talking about that little guy now, I'm talking about Li Meng when he grows up."
As a pervert who once coveted the little witch, the fat wizard's eyes were much more accurate than his two companions.
Zheng Qing sighed heavily.
It is hard to say whether that hair belongs to Li Meng or other strange witches. Which one is worse. The only thing he is more certain is that his other thirty jade coins should not be wasted.
While thinking, he weighed the beautiful foxtail pen.