Demon Hunting High School Chapter 449 Molly Crisp Part 1

"Yes, what's the matter?"

After leaving the classroom door and following Su Shijun to the corner, the young public finance student came to his senses and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you wait until after class..."

Before he finished speaking, he shut up himself first.

Because in this situation, he has gained the most benefits, not only can he avoid continuing to nap in the classroom, but also he will not be watched by the whole school.

You know, it’s class time now, most of the students are in their classrooms, the corridors are empty, and even the portraits on the wall are visiting in twos and threes——Based on the scene that happened in the classroom just now, Zheng Qing can completely imagine What would happen if Su Shijun came to him after class?

"The weather is fine today, let me take you shopping for clothes."

The witch didn't care about the little entanglement of the boy, and answered the previous question briskly.

"ha?"

The young public finance student was confused for a while, and was a little flattered: "Buy clothes? What kind of clothes to buy? You can just send me a list... And, is this a reason to be absent from class?"

"Isn't this reason enough to skip class?" Su Shijun looked at Zheng Qing in surprise, as if he couldn't understand his confusion at the moment.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth.

Then close again.

He realized that there may be differences in the way of thinking between male and female wizards on this issue. After a pause, he thought of another question, opened his mouth again, and whispered softly: "You can definitely let Su Ya or Su Man come to find you." mine…"

"Su Ya needs to clean the floor, and Su Man has other tasks." At this point, Su Shijun raised his eyebrows suddenly, and squinted at the young public servant: "You don't seem to like me coming to you?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

The wizard waved his hands again and again, trying to find a suitable explanation, but he couldn't find it for a while. While thinking hard, the witch beside him suddenly stopped and raised his arms.

"Catch me," she ordered.

"Um?"

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, looked at Chi Chi's arm, and looked around with a guilty conscience. After confirming that there was no one there, he cautiously stretched out **** and pinched the corner of the witch's sleeve: "Why..."

"Are you planning to walk back to Qingqiu mansion with me? Hurry up!"

The witch interrupted the mother-in-law's boy impatiently, grabbed his arm, passed it through her arms, snapped her fingers with the other hand, and gave a soft drink:

"escape!"

While dizzy, the two were already standing in the small garden of the Qingqiu mansion.

Su Ya was facing the garden with her back facing the garden, her buttocks pouted, and she was vigorously scrubbing the wooden floor outside the porch. Her two fluffy ears stood up in her hair vigorously—rarely, her tail didn't hang out this time.

The owner of the Qingqiu mansion pouted.

"It's me, not Su Man." She reminded lazily, then turned her head sideways, and whispered to Zheng Qing, "I bet she lay there and dozed off before I faded away."

This kind of description gave Zheng Qing an inexplicably familiar sense of déjà vu.

But at the same time, the close contact with the witch made half of his body tender again, and the faint fragrance entered his nostrils unconsciously, and the words he spit out seemed to contain strange magic power, making the other half of the young wizard's body It also crisped up quickly.

Hearing Su Shijun's greeting, the hard-working figure in the porch was visibly slackened by the naked eye.

Su Ya turned her head, lying on her hair with her ears listless, and looked at the owner of the mansion:

"Miss... ah!"

Before finishing a sentence, the little fox girl jumped up excitedly from the floor, her ears puffed up again, and she pointed at Zheng Qing, aggressively: "What are you doing? Where are you putting your hands?!"

Only then did Zheng Qing realize that his hand was still in Su Shijun's arms, and he shrank back in fright.

Su Shijun stared at the little fox girl angrily.

Then, under the dull eyes of the little fox girl, she grabbed Zheng Qing's hand and put it on her arm again.

"You have to get familiar with all this as soon as possible."

She took off her glasses indifferently, and let the wizard beside her become a clumsy puppet again, with a slightly serious attitude: "In seven days, you will go to the dance under the moon with me. So dull, let me use puppet magic to control your every move? Puppets are smoother than your current movements."

The joke is not funny at all.

The young public finance student reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

"Don't be so nervous."

The witch patted the back of his hand comfortingly, but she didn't know that this action caused the wizard to step on his left foot and almost fall into the flower hall. Words: "...The essence of the dance party is to socialize... Only when you keep appearing in the spotlight and in the sight of others, can everyone become more and more accustomed to our relationship...By the way, you can dance, right?"

Zheng Qing felt that every step he took was like stepping on cotton, he was flustered and short of breath, and his mind went blank, so Su Shijun had to repeat his question again: "How many dances can you dance?"

"Dancing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com dancing?"

Zheng Qing finally regained his sanity from the blankness, and subconsciously remembered the scene at the school hunting party last year, his mood suddenly sank a lot, and he murmured: "I know a little ballroom dancing."

Su Shijun glanced at him.

"A little meeting is not enough." She shook her head, as if she was talking to herself: "You are going to play with me, if you step on your foot at that time... I'm not afraid that Qingqiu will lose face... I'm just worried that after the dance You'll be beaten again."

The word sap immediately reminded Zheng Qing of some bad memories.

"The clothes you said before, are you buying clothes for the prom?" He cheered up a little, remembering the reason why the witch took him away from the classroom today.

"bingo!"

Su Shijun snapped his fingers, and there was twice as much orange juice in his hand.

"As Su Shijun's man, he must always maintain a certain dignity in front of the public."

She took a sip of the fruit juice, glanced at Zheng Qing's loose robe, and added meaningfully: "If the clothes are too loose, they won't be able to keep out the cold under the moon, and they will tremble when walking on the road... Anyway , you should prepare some new clothes that fit, otherwise you will only be shivering all night."

Because he likes to hide all kinds of gadgets under his robes like an old-school wizard, Zheng Qing now wears robes that are a few sizes larger than his body, which does look a bit procrastinating.

The young public finance student turned pale and slightly flushed, twisted his body a little uneasy, and muttered: "Oh... you can give me the list... I won't be late after class at night."

"Why wait until tomorrow?" The witch raised her eyebrows slightly.

Just as she was about to speak, Su Man, the head maid, quietly appeared at the edge of the flower hall, and whispered, "Miss, the tailors from Luxifang and Flopping have arrived."