On Saturday morning, Natsuhiko followed behind Hoshino Ryuri to attend class with anticipation for the afternoon holiday.

On the way, Xia Yan was thinking about the girl in the back table yesterday, and I wonder if the girl would talk to Liuli.

At this moment, he looked at Hoshino Ryuri, as if he was an old father, looking at his daughter who was unwilling to find a girlfriend.

When we arrived at the classroom, the situation was better than what Naka Yoshihiko thought. After sitting down, the girl from the back table patted Hoshino Liuri on the shoulder.

"Good morning." The girl said with a smile.

"Ash." Hoshino Ryuri's answer was a little cold.

The girl's smile became reluctant, and she withdrew her hand and stopped talking.

Xia Yan floated behind the girl and patted her on the shoulder: Come on, I support you!

His palm passed through the girl's shoulders, and the girl didn't feel it.

After the class bell rang, the teacher came in and started class.

Xia Yan suddenly remembered that he didn't know what the girl in the back table was called.

While the girl was looking at the blackboard, he turned the notebook spread out on the table to the title page.

It says the girl's name

——The black wife is dealing with the queen.

He glanced back at Yoshino Ryuri. He clearly had a surname of Black Wife, why did you say that his surname was Kurokawa?

By the way, the black wife is really a powerful surname. In comparison, the name can only be said to be ordinary.

Why do you need to take this ordinary name after reasoning?

Xia Yan thought with a big brain: Maybe because she is a girl at the back desk, she should take the back with her name.

He grabbed the paper with his mind and turned the notebook back to its original position.

Halfway through, the black wife lowered her head and saw a notebook that turned pages automatically.

“…”

“…”

Xia Yan turned the notebook back to the title page, trying to make the black wife think it was her illusion just now.

“???”

The black wife stretched out her hand in confusion and felt it. There was no wind around and the windows were not open. Why did the laptop move by itself?

She poked the notebook with the pencil in her hand.

The notebook did not react at all, and it seemed to be her hallucination just now.

But she clearly turned her notebook into the middle, why is it now that she has reached the first page?

After the black wife was puzzled, she could only hold the pot on Feng.

Xia Yan didn't care about the doubts after taking care of the black wife. He turned around and crawled into Hoshino Liuri's drawer, looking at the comics.

After the first class, Kitamura Masami came to Hoshino Ryuri, who took her to the back of the teaching building and burned an incense.

Incense +0.5

Let Kitamura Masami play by herself, Natsuhiko and Hoshino Ryuri return to the classroom, the girl continues to study, and he continues to read comics.

After the morning passed, the holiday ringtone rang.

The black wife sent an invitation to Hoshino Ryuri again, but was rejected by the girl again.

Xia Yan felt a little sympathetic to the other party.

Don’t give up, sincerity comes, gold and stone will be opened. Xia Yan irresponsibly encourages the black wife to take care of her queen.

Hoshino Ryuri took Kitamura Masami to a remote place and handed her a piece of incense.

Masami Kitamura lit the incense and inserted it into the flower bed in front of her.

Xia Yan came over the incense and waited for the incense to appear.

However, the incense that shines brightly does not appear.

Where is my incense? How come it is so long? Why is it gone?

Natsuhiko looked at Masami Kitamura's eyebrows. The white wish rope was tied to the incense, not because the other party was dishonest.

It's not a matter of attitude or ability.

White quality Kitanumura Masami can only be once a day?

And there is only half a thread at a time.

It's really useless.

Xia Yan was very disappointed, so he pushed Kitamura Masami and told her that she could leave.

However, Kitamura Masami still followed behind Hoshino Ryuri.

"Is there anything you have to do?" Ryuri Hoshino looked at her in confusion.

Kitamura Masami replied carefully: "Keige just sent me a message and let me go."

Gui Ge?

Natsuhiko thought for two seconds before remembering that Kitamura Masami was talking about Kei Hoshino.

That guy, who had just met Kitamura Masami yesterday, actually tricked him into the contact information? He even made an appointment with him to go home?

He looked at Masami Kitamura. Although his foundation was incomparable to Liuli, he looked a little pretty when dressed up.

That guy, Kei Hoshino, is really a must-see.

What did he want to do when he asked Masami Kitamura to go home?

Xia Yan suddenly became a little excited.

He clicked Hoshino Liuri's right hand and asked Liuri to take Kitamura Masami home.

The two of them walked for fifteen minutes and arrived at Hoshino's house.

Hoshino Ryuri opened the door.

Xia Yan's vision instinctively swept across the shoe rack.

Without Kei Hoshino's shoes, the other party has not come back yet.

He didn't care, he just thought that Kei Hoshino had made an appointment with Masami Kitamura and needed to prepare something.

However, after more than ten minutes, Kei Hoshino still did not go home.

Kitamura Masami used line to ask, but there was no reply.

Where did this fool go?

A minute later, Hoshino Ryuri's cell phone rang, and Hoshino Kei called.

Xia Yan used a capacitance pen and poked the answer button.

"Liuli, save me!" A familiar sentence came from it.

...

In an abandoned telephone booth not far from Hoshino's house, Kei Hoshino hung up the phone and pulled the door of the telephone booth hard to prevent monks from coming in.

His face was a little swollen because he had just been punched by the monk.

Fortunately, he had experience and fled into the phone booth.

The monk stood outside with a smile: "Donor, let me go in!"

"No, I'll call the police if you come in!" Kei Hoshino said in panic.

"If you call the police, the donor who stole the cell phone of me will also be detained." The monk said calmly. Kei Hoshino could not escape anyway.

"That's my phone!" Kei Hoshino replied.

"That is the labor reward given to me by the donor, and I already belong to me."

The monk was originally a little suspicious, not knowing if Kei Hoshino had stolen his own, but after seeing the cell phone in Kei Hoshino's hand, his doubts dissipated.

"I will let you get rid of the labor rewards, but you can't get rid of it at all!"

Kei Hoshino felt extremely sad when he thought of the huge sum of 169,000 that he owed to the ghost.

"Ha, don't joke with me. Where did the ghost come from in this world? You just want to rely on me for my account." The monk didn't believe it.

"If the Buddha has gained it, the ghosts cannot?" Kei Hoshino argued.

"The Buddha is in my heart, and the ghost is outside the donor." The smile on the monk's face slowly disappeared, and he rolled up his sleeves.

Holding the door handle of the phone booth tightly, the monk showed a ferocious face and began to exert force: "It seems that the donor is the inner demon entering his body, and he is obsessed with it. I can only transform into an arhat and use his fist to subdue the demons!"

Kei Hoshino was not as strong as a monk. Looking at the door that was opened little by little, he shouted in horror: "No, Liuri, come and save me!"

When he arrived at the corner, Ryuri Hoshino heard his scream and immediately wanted to run away.

Xia Yan grabbed her clothes and stopped him.
Chapter completed!