Cartoonist Code

Chapter 6 Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng

Baishang Fukixue found Dongfang Ming's expression of "a second-class soldier who was ordered to run into the minefield to die after receiving an order from a stupid superior", and his expression twitched and gradually distorted.

"excuse me."

Dongfang Ming stood up from the seat and did not respond when Baishang Fukixue saw her holding up the little fox teacup and drinking the tea "gudugudu" up to the sky.

Then he said something very awkward.

"It's not good to eat and drink tea. I'll finish it for you. You're welcome."

Tea, my tea? Shirakami Fubuki's mind turned around, and she hadn't waited for her to get angry. Dongfang Ming made a "pop" and knelt down in a textbook-like posture, making a standard earthen seat.

"I'm very sorry, just now the ghost is on the body, please forgive me!"

Dongfang Ming's move caught Baishang Chuixue by surprise, and the anger that had not gathered was dissipated. He hurriedly lifted Dongfang Ming and said, "It's alright, I, I don't care."

I don't care if it's fake, but everyone has apologized so sincerely, she is really embarrassed to blame.

"I'm so sorry, please let me..."

Dongfang Ming wanted to say that he would apologize for his death, but found that it was too good to say that, but what should he follow after that?

Suddenly, Dongfang Ming's complexion changed, his head was in heavy contact with the floor, and even Baishui Chuixuela couldn't pull him, and said desperately.

"Promise yourself."

The sad tone made Baishang Chuixue unbearable. She could smell that Dongfang Ming did not voluntarily.

Is it really a ghost?

Baishang Chuixue still can't believe it, but if it's acting, then Dongfang Ming's action can win a golden man, especially after drinking tea, what she said made her teeth itch with hatred, and this sentence.

"That, I believe you, you are a ghost."

The little fox chose to believe her own nose, but she endured the depression and chose to forgive Dongfang Ming.

This is the first time in her life that she has seen Tu Xia with her own eyes. She knelt down and apologized, and her attitude was very sincere. With such a sincere attitude, she couldn't believe that the former Dongfang Ming and the current one were the same person.

"Grateful."

Dongfang Ming didn't expect Baishang Chuixue to believe the "ghost upper body" rhetoric. With the dice judgment, he is actually no different from the "ghost upper body" at certain times.

"But this may not be the last time. If I do anything strange in the future, please be merciful."

Dongfang Ming's unrepentant tone made Baishang Chuixue's depressed heart even more depressed, along with some belated anger.

Baishang Chuixue hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me see the situation, Dongfang, your head is bleeding."

What else can I say, it is impossible to beat, scold, and she can't do good literacy. It is impossible to lose his temper, it can only be incompetent and furious, swallowing the bitter fruit, comforting Dongfang Ming that it was not intentional.

"It's fine, just wipe it with a piece of paper. The idiot's injury will heal quickly." Dongfang Ming said mockingly, and returned to his seat to find the tissue in his schoolbag.

Bai Xue Fuxue sighed deeply as he looked at his empty cup with only tea leaves.

I can't even take a sip of my tea.

It is impossible to completely forgive Dongfang Ming, even if she forgives the depression in her heart, it will not disappear a little, but instead, she sees the empty cup.

"Did Dongfang not remove the spirit, there should be able people in the shrine."

"I tried it and it didn't work. Fortunately, it's not an evil spirit, it just likes to play pranks."

Seeing Baishang Chuixue's frustrated and lost tone, Dongdong Dongming felt a little tight and helpless in his heart. It's just a ghost, and there must be a solution. It's not that he hasn't been to the shrine, but most of the witches in the shrine don't have this ability. , and some can't.

"Oh." Baishang Chuixue agreed softly, and put the bento into it, she was afraid that Dongfang Ming would eat her bento too.

"White classmate."

"Huh?" The little fox's ears were shaking.

"I won't steal your lunch, don't be so defensive about me."

He was a little embarrassed by the fact that Fubuki Shiraigata, who was leaning against the wall, hid the bento inside.

"I don't believe it." Baishang Chuixue looked suspiciously at Dongfang Ming and said, "I believe you, but won't that evil spirit of yours make a prank on me to eat me?"

After the tea was gone, Baishang Chuixue called the things in Dongfang Ming's body an evil spirit, and she liked tea the most.

"This is not guaranteed."

Dongfang Ming scratched his face in embarrassment. He came up with the idea that if the number of successes reached six, he might eat the lunch box.

"Humph!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, Dongfang Ming seemed to hear the dissatisfied "hum" sound of the little fox.

"That, Shiro."

"What? Are you on your body again?"

Baishang Chuixue was wary of Dongfang Ming, and she was depressed to death without the tea. If the lunch box left her hungry, she didn't know if she could forgive Dongfang Ming.

"No, do you like to drink milk tea in Bai Shi? If possible, to compensate you, please have milk tea for a week, or dessert."

After using a few pieces of paper, the wound on Dongfang Ming's head has healed. The world is so wonderful, it's okay for people to jump off the second floor.

"Hmm." Baishang Chuixue was a little moved, would there be too much milk tea in a week, and that day, um, was one day too little.

"Two days."

"What?" Wouldn't it be true to invite you to drink milk tea for two days, Dongfang Ming complained in his heart, do you want to be so cute.

"For two days, I only need to drink milk tea for two days. This afternoon and tomorrow afternoon, it's just a holiday."

Fubuki Shirakami thought it was three days, but the words turned into two days. The value of her cheap tea leaves can't even compare to a cup of milk tea. Two cups are already very good. Don't be too greedy as a fox.

It's a pity that I only drank for two days, and Dongfang Ming felt a little regretful. If I contracted for a week, I could spend some time with the little fox every afternoon.

"no problem."

No matter what, he still earned it. It would be nice if the little fox could forgive him. Dongfang Ming was in a happy mood. Fortunately, the little fox is not from the arrogant type. If he is arrogant, he will not be able to handle it.

When a classmate came in, the two ended the topic in a timely manner.

Looking forward to, looking forward to.

Dongfang Ming, who was looking forward to the end of school, was like a year. The content of the class was very simple to him, and he was distracted when drawing. The notebooks were all looking like little foxes. When school was over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.