Chapter 745 Gu·Time Management Master·Xu’s Day (Part 2)
With a thought in his mind, Gu Xu temporarily removed the restriction and allowed Jiang Zhaoyue to enter the study smoothly.
Not long after, a girl with a pair of silver dragon horns on her head strode in, walked straight towards Gu Xu, and then sat down unceremoniously on the armrest of his chair.
Her long silver hair fell down to her waist like a waterfall, like a flowing star river, shining softly and mysteriously in the candlelight. Her skin is as white as fresh snow, with a somewhat crystal clear texture, and her facial features are as beautiful as carefully carved handicrafts.
"Gu Lang, I'm almost tormented by the restrictions you set." She raised a hand and put it on Gu Xu's shoulder, with a hint of coquettish complaint in her tone, "I walked around the palace. After three rounds, I couldn't even find an entrance. I thought I had remembered the wrong location..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head, brought her nose close to Gu Xu, and sniffed at him several times.
As Gu Xu's strength improves day by day, the Taoist aura exuding from his body becomes more and more attractive to the Dragon Clan.
A few months ago, Jiang Zhaoyue made a request to Gu Xu to "pretend to be a Taoist monk."
Gu Xu did not give a clear answer at that time.
However, this evil dragon who loves to take advantage of him assumes that he has acquiesced, and always sneaks up to him when the Night King is not looking, and caresses him affectionately like a cat that smells catnip. Rubbing and sniffing.
"I've told you a long time ago, remember to say hello in advance before you come to me," Gu Xu said, "If you happen to catch me discussing confidential state affairs with someone, I'm afraid you will have to hang around outside for a few more hours. ”
While speaking, he reached out and gently rubbed Jiang Zhaoyue's head, stroking her silver hair as smooth and soft as silk.
As a cheap Taoist, how could he always let this bad guy dragon take advantage of him?
Inadvertently, his fingertips touched the pair of dragon horns shining with a faint silver light above her head.
Jiang Zhaoyue suddenly trembled like an electric shock, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her muscles tensed, and she quickly jumped away from Gu Xu, keeping a foot away from him.
"Don't touch my horns!" she exclaimed, her cheeks instantly turning red.
Hearing this, Gu Xu subconsciously glanced under the hem of her purple skirt, full of doubts in his heart: You are obviously wearing shoes, how could I touch your feet?
After a moment, he realized that she was talking about the dragon horns on top of his head.
However, you can't blame him.
After all, when he reached out to touch the Night Emperor's feet recently at night, the other party often had a similar reaction.
"Sorry," he said.
"You bad guy!" Jiang Zhaoyue covered the dragon horns on her head and glared at him. Two small flames seemed to light up in her purple eyes. "Did you know that the dragon horns are used by the dragon clan to cast bloodline spells?" The center is also the most sensitive place in the body! Only the closest people can touch it. If anyone else touches it except my sister, it will be offensive.”
"Sorry, I really don't know," Gu Xu responded calmly, "But then again, aren't we Taoist couples? Logically speaking, I should be included in the category of 'the closest person', right?" ”
"He's a pretend Taoist monk, but he's not a real Taoist monk," Jiang Zhaoyue curled her lips and retorted, "Fake Taoist monks can't touch me casually!"
"You are only allowed to rub against me, but you are not allowed to touch you?" The corners of Gu Xu's mouth raised slightly, with a hint of teasing in his expression, "Your Highness, Princess of the Dragon Clan, you have such double standards!"
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't quite understand what "double standards" meant.
But that didn't stop her from running up to Gu Xu again, diving into his arms, and rubbing her nose hard against his shoulder a few times in retaliation.
Looking at her eyes narrowed and intoxicated, she looked like a drug addict who was high.
Gu Xu raised his hand and put his arm around her back, stroking her hair from top to bottom.
Happy playing with the dragon. "By the way, why didn't your sister have dragon horns after she turned into a human?" Gu Xu suddenly asked a question that had always made him curious.
"In order to prevent others from touching her, she used her 'secret' authority to hide it!" Jiang Zhaoyue, who was addicted to "sucking" Gu Xu, revealed her sister's secret without hesitation.
Having said this, she turned her head and glanced at the lunch box Gu Xu put on the table.
"Gu Lang, for the sake of me telling you about my sister, can you give me a bite of your Mapo Tofu? You are the best!" She looked at Gu Xu longingly, her voice was as soft as a To turn into a puddle of water, with a bit of coquettish pleading.
Compared to the way she looked with her hair blown up just now, she looked completely different at this moment.
"No!" Gu Xu decisively refused, his tone merciless.
At the same time, he used the power of "Qiankun" to instantly hide the lunch box into the crack in space, leaving not even a trace of fragrance to her.
What a joke.
Three days ago, in the same study room, Jiang Zhaoyue asked to have a taste of his food, and Gu Xu agreed.
As a result, this greedy dragon became obsessed with the taste of Mapo Tofu - the "bite" in her mouth suddenly turned into eating up all his Mapo Tofu, not even the soup was left.
Gu Xucai is not that stupid. How could he capsize twice in the same ditch?
"We agreed that we are Taoist couples, so why am I not as important as Doufu in your heart?" Jiang Zhaoyue lowered her head and said aggrievedly.
"It's a pretend Taoist monk, but it's not a real Taoist monk," Gu Xu deliberately imitated her tone just now and returned the original words, "Of course a fake Taoist monk is not as good as tofu."
Jiang Zhaoyue hesitated for a long time, like a mosquito snoring, and suggested hesitantly in a low voice: "How about... I let you touch the dragon's horns, and you give me a bite of tofu?"
"No!" Gu Xu flatly refused again.
It's just touching the dragon's horns, not his feet. You want to trade for his tofu based on this small favor? This dragon thinks beautifully!
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About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Zhaoyue noticed that the Night Emperor was nearby, and immediately rushed out of the imperial study room like a guilty thief, fearing that her sister would catch her staying with Gu Xu.
After a while, the Night Emperor slowly walked into the house.
She is still the same as before, with her black hair tied up high, a delicate golden flower on her head, and a long black skirt with exquisite golden patterns embroidered on the skirt. A pair of golden eyes are sharp and energetic, his temperament is graceful and luxurious, and he is dignified and majestic.
The moment she crossed the threshold, she, like Jiang Zhaoyue, was attracted by the Taoist aura of Gu Xu. However, she was more self-controlled than her sister, and her expression did not show any fluctuation.
Seeing the half-eaten box lunch on Gu Xu's table, she whispered: "I thought you had finished your meal."
Gu Xu once promised Jiang Zhaoyue that he would never mention their "pretending to be Taoist monks" in front of her sister.
So he responded: "I was just thinking about a question."
"What's the problem?" Night Emperor asked.
Gu Xu lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly: "If I really die in a year, what will Dahuang do."