Zheng Qing really wanted to complain about the witch's 'modestness'.

But before he could figure out how to speak tactfully and cleverly, Jiang Yu skipped the topic of the exam, mentioned the gift box he received last Friday, and half-jokingly said: "By the way, I haven't found a suitable one yet. Thank you for the opportunity...Christmas gift Li Meng likes it very much."

The young public fee student's face was awkward.

Because of Li Meng's tricks, the image of the witch in the Moonlight Treasure Box he prepared for Jiang Yu became that little girl. Although he included a letter of explanation in the gift, this matter was somewhat flawed after all. The witch has not mentioned this matter for more than a week, Zheng Qing originally thought that the trouble had quietly passed away.

cough cough.

The young public finance student coughed dryly, trying to find something to make up for: "That gift is indeed not appropriate, but I think, we are not so unfamiliar, and we don't need to be so fussy like outsiders... Well, next month will be on the 13th On New Year's Eve, there will be no mistakes in specifying New Year's gifts!"

"Are we familiar?" The witch's eyes were dark and her tone was unpredictable.

While talking, the two of them had come to the corner of the corridor. Seeing that there was no one around, Zheng Qing's brain twitched, and he defended himself: "I mean, we have made a contract and sworn an oath in front of Mr. , not counting outsiders..."

Before he finished speaking, the wizard felt a gust of cold wind blowing from the back of his neck.

This feeling was so real that he couldn't help but glance back, just in time to see a pearl-colored female ghost slowly passing behind him, floating towards the wall.

Seemingly aware of the wizard's shocked eyes, the female ghost tilted her head and snorted, "Don't worry, I didn't hear anything... After all, I'm just a ghost... Just treat me as a dead person."

The corner of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched slightly.

Just as she was about to look away, the female ghost suddenly stopped her drifting figure, half of her body was embedded outside the wall, and she looked at the young public fee student with curiosity in her eyes: "I just thought you looked familiar... Are you looking for Mr. Su?" That little boy of yours?!"

Boyfriend?

Zheng Qing raised his hand and touched his face, unable to associate this word with himself for a while.

Before he could recover, the female ghost began to babble again: "Who was that witch just now? What kind of contract did you sign with her? Is the oath similar to marriage? Are you cheating?" ? Scumbag!"

"Nonsense!... This is not a topic that a dead person should care about!" The wizard replied a little violently, reaching out and thrusting the ghost back into the wall.

Well, it feels a bit like cold jelly.

He shuddered and turned around, only to realize that Jiang Yu, who was walking beside him, had already gone downstairs, and only a touch of red skirt could be seen, but no one could be seen.

thump, thump, thump.

The boy trotted, following Jiang Yu's footsteps.

Before he could stand still, the witch asked lightly in his ear: "Running so fast, are you going to the Qingqiu mansion to explain what contract you signed?"

Where is this!

Zheng Qing froze in place before he could explain.

He suddenly realized that there was a silent reminder from the witch—the Ghost Clan and the Fox Clan belong to the Under-Moon Council. As a member of the Under-Moon Council, Su Shijun can almost be regarded as the backbone of all the under-moon creatures in the entire school. I would go to the Qingqiu mansion to find a familiar servant to chew my ears.

He suddenly felt a lawsuit on his forehead.

"Not without!"

After denying it without confidence, he finally expressed his position with a smile: "I have a special relationship with Qingqiu...Poseidon was just an accident...Really! I'm still that..."

He babbled and babbled for a while, unable to utter the word.

Because it involved the secret of Su Shijun's advancement to the rank of a great wizard, he couldn't explain it carefully, so he was a little clumsy and tongue-tied, and couldn't speak a fluent sentence even though his face was flushed.

Jiang Yu stopped in her tracks, turned to look at the wizard, her face flushed slightly: "What a mess... I just said... I just remembered something. Do you have any plans for this winter vacation?"

"plan?"

This question finally fell within the wizard's comprehension range, his face slowly returned to normal, and he answered after consideration: "No special plan...Does it count as going home?"

"Do you think you can go home safely?" the witch asked back, immediately causing the boy to fall into deep thought.

really.

If before the Black Prison War, such as last year, there would be nothing wrong with him choosing to go home for the New Year during the winter vacation. But after the Battle of Hell, after too many people and forces on the battlefield saw him, going home has become a very risky thing.

Under the Moon Council, the Dark Council, demons, and even certain forces within the Wizarding Union, Zheng Qing felt his scalp tingling just after a rough calculation.

Coupled with the exposure of the relationship between him and Su Shijun, countless flies inside and outside the alliance will sniff at the door.

Thinking of the rows of nightmare dolls with their heads removed under his pillow, Zheng Qing realized that if it is for the safety of his family, then not going home is the best choice—just like the summer vacation that followed after the Battle of Hell Prison last year. He didn't leave the school ~lightnovelpub.net~ but the school sent an alchemy puppet to go home for the holiday instead of him.

The witch looked at the boy's expression, saw that he frowned, and felt confident in her heart, so she said in a casual tone: "If you don't have any plans for the winter vacation... I mean, if you have no place to celebrate the New Year, you can apply to the school and go to Familiar classmates spend the New Year at home...Schools generally have relatively safe and reliable families...I mean, the school will choose a wizard family that is safe enough to arrange such students."

In a long passage, Zheng Qing only heard the word 'familiarity'.

He was shocked suddenly, and looked at the witch beside him.

Jiang Yu had already looked away, and was calmly looking at a bare maple tree not far away, but the contrast between the reddish cheeks and the fair neck was so sharp that it was hard to ignore this detail.

"I'm going...do I want to buy any gifts?" Some people's thinking can only jump like this at this level, and their tone is a bit concerned about gain and loss: "How many people do you need to prepare gifts for? Golden beans or jade coins for the new year's money?"

"Li...gift?"

The redness on the witch's face suddenly became a little stronger, and her voice immediately stammered: "What... what gold, Jindouzi! I don't understand what you are talking about! Anyway, you arrange your own plan."

After that, she lifted her skirt and hurried downstairs.

After running for a few steps, she turned her head again and reminded the boy: "By the way, the deadline for applying to stay in school is January 5th, the day of Xiaohan solar term!"

Before she finished speaking, she had disappeared in a blur.

Only the young public-funded students were left thinking silently on the spot - when they went to a friend's house when they were young, not only did they not need to bring gifts, but they could carry a bag of gifts when they left. When you grow up and go to a friend's house, not only can you not empty your hands, but you must also pay attention to the difference between the severity of the gift.

Is this the adult world?