Poseidon actually gave gifts.

Zheng Qing held his nose and rummaged through the gifts from those strangers for a long time, and finally saw the suspected emblem of Qingqiu Mansion on a palm-sized square box—this emblem was probably drawn by the little fox himself, with nine circling fox tails It painted almost an octopus, extremely abstract, and a diamond-shaped plum blossom paw print was pressed in the center of the emblem.

If it wasn't for the extremely familiar paw print, Zheng Qing would never have opened this gift box easily.

The gift in the box is a green apple.

The young public finance student held the fruit in his hand, carefully sniffed it for a long time, and asked the doctor and Xin to check it for a while, and finally confirmed that it was an ordinary apple, without any magical power or miraculous effect.

"An apple is also very good." Zheng Qing held the apple, with a smile that belonged to the old father's aunt on his face: "Apple Apple, you are safe..."

Snapped!

Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers.

"Oh, I remembered," the apologetic fortune-teller flicked through his black notebook, with a hint of surprise in his tone: "Do you still remember that Poseidon stayed in our dormitory for a day on the Xiayuan Festival?"

"What's wrong?"

"That day the fat man asked me if there were any traditions in our college for Christmas, and I replied 'give each other apples'... Poseidon probably wrote down our conversation at that time."

After Xiao Xiao's reminder, Zheng Qing had a vague impression that he had indeed had such a conversation. But at the same time, he also remembered the words that Su Ya had spoken to Poseidon that day when he sent Poseidon here - he clearly remembered that Apple occupied a very important position in the list of three meals a day provided by the Qingqiu mansion.

The young public finance student suspected that the apple was given to him by the little fox because he didn't want to eat it.

But such speculation is inappropriate in the current atmosphere.

"What a nice boy."

Fatty Xin picked up a piece of his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, pretending to be touched, then turned to look at Zheng Qing: "The child is so good, you can't give her an apple in return, right? What do you plan to give him in return?"

return gift?

Hearing this word, Zheng Qing immediately came to his senses, he still has two Moonlight Treasure Boxes waiting to be 'perfected'! He screamed, and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

It was ten past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Less than fifty minutes until class.

"Broken, broken."

The young public finance student hurriedly took out two treasure boxes, put them on the desk, carefully took out the hair, but his eyes fell on the foxtail pen not far away—to be honest, the situation didn't seem too bad, because of the delay During a period of time, he opened Su Shijun's gift, and unexpectedly found that both Moonlight Treasure Boxes could be prepared completely.

"Is this the return gift you prepared?"

The fat wizard came over with great interest, looked carefully at the ornamentation on the box, and raised his eyebrows: "Hook brothers watch shop? I have never heard of giving 'clocks' to people on festivals... What do you think! "

"Brothers Hu Ke not only know how to make clocks and watches." Xiao Xiao answered the fat man's question for Zheng Qing.

So Zheng Qing didn't argue anymore, quietly opened the wooden box, and showed the two bubble-like crystal **** in front of his companions. Different from the dim light in the watch shop, the desk in the 403 dormitory is next to the window. Under the bright light at noon, the two crystal **** emit charming colors.

Unlike when the moonlight is full, the witch in the treasure box does not play in the garden under the sun, but sits quietly between the pavilions and pavilions, playing the piano, calligraphy and painting, and the melodious sound of the piano can be vaguely heard through the transparent crystal cover Flow around.

"Pull the curtain!"

Zheng Qing rolled up his sleeves and gave an order. The light in the room was too strong, and the witch could not come out from hiding in those exquisite pavilions, which was very unfavorable for him to introduce breath in the next step.

Snapped!

Crash!

Xiao Xiao snapped his fingers again, the curtain seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand, and the dormitory suddenly became dark. The fat cat who was playing with the moon globe suddenly yawned, stretched his body, and jumped into the fat man's bed weakly.

The hair that Zheng Qing was pinching was quietly annihilated, turning into a wisp of breath lingering between the wizard's fingers, and then following the instructions of Brother Hooker, he channeled that wisp of breath little by little as if using a crystal ball for divination. into the crystal ball.

At the same time, he tried hard to visualize Jiang Yu's appearance, clothes, and makeup in his mind; visualized her every move, every frown and smile; visualized her tone of voice when she spoke, and her expression when she was angry.

Inexplicably, the little white cat on the cat fruit tree flashed through the wizard's mind from time to time—the little white cat who had a very bad temper and kicked the black cat off the tree at every turn.

"It's changed!" Fatty Xin's fussy voice came from next to his ear.

Zheng Qing opened his eyes.

The mist on the witch's face in the crystal hood gradually dissipated, revealing a dignified and beautiful face, and the two clouds of mist under her feet also turned into two kittens, one black and one white, chasing and playing with each other happily.

Everything in the Moonlight Box follows the Hooker brothers' description.

The only problem is that the witch's appearance is slightly different from Zheng Qing's expectation~lightnovelpub.net~Although the eyebrows and eyes are vaguely similar to Jiang Yu, the young public finance student can be very sure that she is not her.

"who is she?"

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, looked carefully at the witch in the crystal cover, and wondered, "Who are you going to give this strange witch to? Councilor Su or Squad Leader Jiang?"

Zheng Qing's face was livid, he didn't know that Li Meng had done something wrong with his hair.

At this moment.

The letter paper that he had thrown aside earlier spontaneously ignited without wind, and turned into a puff of ashes in an instant, and then a gust of wind blew by, and the puff of ash outlined a small gray figure, with his hips akimbo, uttering a sigh of relief. Harsh laughter:

"Idiot! Scumbag! Shameless!"

"How could I give you my cousin's hair!"

"God knows what bad things you want to do to my cousin! No matter what bad things you want to do, you can let it go! Pass your aunt first! Wahahahaha!"

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes angrily, and slapped the dwarf to death.

have to.

Thirty jade coins were lost.

Fortunately, as long as the gift has not been sent, there is still room for making up for the mistake.

"Hmm... 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, with a somewhat uncertain tone: "...I'm not talking about the little guy now, I'm talking about the grown-up Li Meng."

As a pervert who once coveted the little witch, the fat wizard's eyes were much more precise than his two companions.

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

It was hard to say which hair belonged to Li Mengyi or another strange witch, which was worse. The only thing he was relatively sure of was that his other thirty jade coins should not be in vain.

While thinking, he weighed that beautiful foxtail pen.