Su Shijun's hands are very fragrant, soft and light.
Just put it gently on his shoulder, but it made him feel breathless.
Fortunately, this heaviness lasted for a short moment. Then, the witch moved her hand upward, pinched the boy's ears, and rubbed it. The last time Zheng Qing was so "flirtatious" was when he came back from Shanglinyuan. It was very abrupt. Zheng Qing thought of the "punishment" that the witch once mentioned, and his heart hopped a few uncontrollably.
The ears are the sensitive part of the fox, so she likes to pinch other people's ears so much. The boy was thinking in his heart, and he felt that the belated beauty was quickly replacing the cold reality, causing the temperature in the study to continue to rise.
"......You are lucky this time. Thomas is not a real fallen wizard or a dark wizard, so you went back to school intact."
Su Shijun pinched the male witch's ears and looked at his face that was rapidly red as if he had drunk wine. The distance between him became closer and closer, and his voice became lighter and lighter as if he was dreaming: "Next time, you may not be so lucky... The good news is that Thomas' defection will not be in the newspaper, so you don't need to worry about a new imitator popping up in the crow."
Hearing this "good news", Zheng Qing nodded slowly.
The staff from the School Working Committee have already talked with him in the school hospital. In less than half a year, two consecutive employees of the First University "suspected defection", which brought huge social pressure to the school affairs system. If you are not careful in dealing with it, it will lead to a governance crisis that will affect the entire school.
Professor Aima, who had just been promoted to the vice principal of the school, was also dizzy by these two big thunders.
Fortunately, she was originally the dean of Alpha Academy, and Alpha and Beta Town Post were closely related, so the school could easily suppress the voice of the biggest "opposition" in the past.
Zheng Qing could imagine that if Lao Yao, who was the vice principal at the beginning, had he been the one who took office as the vice president, and considering his special identity and internal and external difficulties, the public opinion in the alliance would have exploded long ago.
Su Shijun didn't know that the boy in front of him was mobilizing all his thinking ability at the moment and tried his best to divert his attention. Or, she knew, but didn't care. Her slender fingers were kneading the boy's ears on her own, and she asked in a very soft voice: "——So, do you know where you were wrong?"
That's the sentence!
Zheng Qing's heart beat twice again.
"I shouldn't trust anyone."
He murmured, his voice a little hoarse because of the dryness. He tried to retreat, but his legs seemed to be welded in place and could not move.
This was not his fault. The rapidly beating heart pumped out excessive blood. Because Thomas took more than 1,500 milliliters of blood off the blood-tonifying pills in the past two days. It was the time when the blood was full. The hot blood flowed all over his body, constantly burning his gradually anxious spirit.
But his dry voice was already a reflection of his strong self-control.
As if he was surprised by the boy's willpower or was dissatisfied with his answer, the owner of Qingqiu Mansion leaned slightly, revealing his white skin behind him.
A few minutes ago, Zheng Qing only thought that her burgundy long dress with a backless suspender was very beautiful.
Now, he realized that this skirt was no longer a naive word like "beautiful". The witch gave the skirt richer and more profound connotation with a few very simple actions.
"Is it just that?"
Her eyes were flowing, her long hair was light, and a few hairs floated up mischievously between her side, falling on the face of the witch, as if the birch bark that caused fire in winter, and the sparks of fire were lit up.
The fragrance hidden deep in consciousness rolled out, stimulating the male witch's sense of smell and his memory. The hot emotions melted his consciousness like flames, blending many scenes in his mind - the bright red lips by the lake, a little warm cheeks, and the naked banshee in the laboratory, etc.
"I shouldn't have been kidnapped in full view of everyone...and then worry you."
He recalled the format of Su Shijun who helped him summarize the error last time, nested it into this accident, completely ignoring whether the sentence was smooth or not.
At the same time, while speaking, he forced himself to keep his eyes on the lifelike butterfly lying behind the witch's waist, wondering in his heart whether it was part of the belt or part of the hem of the skirt.
Su Shijun seemed quite satisfied with his second answer, nodded with a very small amplitude, and continued to ask: "... Do you still remember what I said last time?"
“Doing things right will be rewarded.”
"Previous sentence!"
“…I have to accept punishment for doing something wrong.”
The 'punishment' has not yet come to an end.
Zheng Qing felt his limbs suddenly tighten, and then his head was heavy and his feet were light. He came to his senses and realized that he was hanging in the air. Looking around, he was four big blue furry tails that bound his arms and legs.
He subconsciously glanced at the corner of the witch's skirt and clearly saw the same number of blue colors jumping out from the witch's hem.
It's her tail!
She hung me up with her tail?
A subtle emotion flashed through the male witch's heart and tried to struggle for a while. Although his physical strength had greatly improved, he was easily beaten in front of the real body of a great wizard.
Well, the real "beat".
"—How do you think I should punish you?"
Su Shijun raised her head and looked at the male witch who was hanging in a large shape in the air, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
This was the first time Zheng Qing looked at her from this angle. He unexpectedly found that her face was smaller and more beautiful. However, his eyes moved slightly down a few centimeters along the witch's delicate face, and he felt a stream of passion suddenly rush into his mind.
Tick.
The blood that Thomas had worked hard to get was now uncontrollably leaving their host. It was not that Zheng Qing was not at a high level, but that this big fox could play new tricks every time.
On the contrary, the initiator looked shocked, obviously not expecting that the punishment would be bloody.
"Dongdong!"
The maid from Qingqiu Mansion stood at the door and politely interrupted the bleeding in the study-
"Miss, Master Zheng Qing, it's time to have supper."
The head maid's attitude was firmly reminded.
"knew."
The big tail tied with Zheng Qing's limbs suddenly disappeared as soon as the maid appeared. The male witch was controlled by a strange magic power and stood there staggeringly. The serious voice of the owner of the mansion came from his ears:
"——This document was the last time you entrust me to buy some Wumeng-Yuexia Airlines stocks for Poseidon. You sign a letter and then we go for supper!"
Zheng Qing looked at the old parchment in front of him and felt a feeling of tears.
He did not take the quill.
Instead, he raised his hand, wiped the nosebleed, and pressed a vague handprint.