He is a streamer and a part-time Pokémon trainer.

Xiao Ju'er blinked, but mercilessly rejected Mo Qiu's kindness.

"Aqiu must be very tired after working all morning. I even dragged you to the supermarket willfully. You can go and have a rest. If you're really bored, just... watch TV for a while?"

After saying this, Xiao Ju'er also burst into laughter. Maybe she thought this was a bit like coaxing a child, so she made up for it.

"How about going to talk about tactics with Miss Rika?"

"Ruby and Shafiya are not easy trainers to deal with. I hope to see Aqiu continue to win."

Pushed by Xiao Ju'er, Mo Qiu helplessly sat on the sofa in the living room, staring face to face with Li Jia. As for Feng Lu, she had a low sense of presence and was completely ignored by the two.

Well - being set off by Xiao Ju'er, these two are the eldest and the young master who have no fingers in the spring water. They are all idle and lazy, and they are pure bastards.

Just mess around - Mo Qiu was happy to take things as he came. In order to make Lijia less embarrassed, he actually took out his cell phone and talked to Lijia, who looked a little solemn.

"Still thinking about [God]?"

"no need to worry."

"I guess it was Ruby who called the Latios who carried him straight to the Sky Tower. Don't ask me how I know. Just ask the intelligence department."

"If it's my brother..."

"Nothing difficult to guess."

"Mostly it's an autistic style, meditating on Yuqi or directly regenerating itself. The output is a hundred thousand ice lights. At most, it can have a completely new solution state."

"I really don't believe he can get the Mega Stone of the Shuidu siblings..."

"If he can take out a drop of his heart, even if he is cruel, I have a plan to deal with him."

"Don't worry, I'll help you, Miss Lijia. I'll let you shine this time, so that your family won't have to worry about you not participating in the competition."

As soon as they talked about business, both of them got into the mood, and Feng Lu next to them also listened with interest - battles related to gods are not just gossip on the street, they can be seen everywhere.

Not long after, the tempting aroma of food finally wafted out of the kitchen.

"Get ready to eat."

Xiao Ju'er tied her hair into a neat ponytail, took off her apron, and made a declaration that inspired Mo Qiu.

Naturally, Mo Qiu couldn't wait. He was tired of eating Dongguo's special dishes. He was usually too busy to do it himself. Today, he ate this soft meal with confidence!

But Li Jia stood up very formally and bowed.

"I'm grateful for Miss Chamomile's hospitality today. Thank you very much!"

Xiao Ju'er was not polite and polite.

"What did Miss Lijia say? You are Aqiu's friend and also my friend."

"It's my job to help Aqiu entertain the guests."

Li Jia narrowed her eyes again, entertaining guests?Are you claiming to be a hostess?

Okay...don't worry about it this time, come prepared, you can't beat her.

After thinking about it, Li Jia immediately showed a flawless and gentle smile.

"So..."

"Next time, let me do my best as a landlord!"

Xiao Juer's smile became even brighter.

"Mmmmm~"

"Anytime... waiting!"

Chapter 24 Xiaozhi: I am super brave!

How much Sakaki appreciates Mo Qiu can probably be seen from the mansion he gave Mo Qiu to stay in.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is not much worse than his own son...

This is a high-rise apartment complex. It is not the common one-family building in Dongguo. In fact, the one-family building that looks like a "villa" is not the first choice for wealthy people in Dongguo to buy real estate. Most of them are working class people. A helpless place to live in.

Successful people in Dongguo prefer this kind of high-end apartment area. Generally speaking, the selling price of this kind of apartment can squeeze out the life value of ordinary working-class people in Dongguo.

The high-end apartment, which is nearly [-] square meters, has four bedrooms. The windows are bright and clean. It can be seen that the housekeeping staff has been cleaning it all year round. The furniture and all the facilities are complete, and they are all new. Especially in the already popular restaurant, it is low-key. With the luxurious decoration, a table of delicious food, and the beautiful girls at the table, Mo Qiu, who is sitting at the main seat, really feels like a winner in life and a dandy young master.

But now Mo Qiu can't think about that much.

For the people of the Yan State, cooking is the most important thing. Our ancestors said that "food is the most important thing for the people." The beautiful and beautiful girl in this room is not as attractive as the table of authentic Huaiyang dishes. Our ancestors have another saying - only when you are full and warm can you think about lust, this is probably what it means.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Looking at the charming little Ju'er who looked like a good woman at home, taking off her scarf to wipe her hands, and untying her tied hair, Mo Qiu expressed her heartfelt thanks.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to that noon in Shanghai. After the "date" not long after he and Xiao Ju'er met again, in Mo Qiu's rented house of several dozen square meters, he was pushed to work by Xiao Ju'er. In his spare time, he glanced at the beautiful figure busy in the kitchen. At that time, Mo Qiu was probably the first time that a unique impression was planted in Xiao Ju'er's heart.

The familiar feeling of déjà vu brought by the brief childhood sweethearts, the Yanguo men's deepest expectations for a good wife and loving mother, and the attraction of girls who are extremely good in all aspects to the opposite sex, no matter what, Enough for wonderful feelings to take root and sprout.

This is also the reason why Mo Qiu's attitude towards Xiao Ju'er is always different from that of other female friends.

"It should be~"

"Rough food is not a sign of respect - Miss Lijia, please don't dislike it."

"Please eat."

Lijia frowned slightly - she was really becoming more and more like the host and hostess.

That's not good... I finally found a good man, doesn't he still have a master?

I think Qiu Jun is very passionate about Miss Ganju, and he doesn't seem to have any extra affectionate behavior.

As a result, Miss Chamomile gave me a big one today... If I lose on the battlefield, I want to get it back from here, right?

Tsk...it seems to be difficult, but...hum.

Just a little behind.

Thinking about this, Li Jia felt a little irritable, because she found that... she had been "pretending" since she was a child and was very proud of her "dignified and ladylike" ladylike mask. When faced with Xiao Juer's "IKEA IKEA" Xiaojiabiyu's temperament doesn't seem to have any advantage.

This man seems to be more into that kind of thing!

"Have a meal!"

Li Jia's reverie was interrupted by Mo Qiu's order. However, before he could even move his chopsticks to the crystal-clear crab-meat lion head, he heard a hurried knock on the door.

Several people were stunned at the same time, and Feng Lu, who had no sense of presence, muttered: "Who... comes to the door during dinner?"

"It's so rude!"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows - People from Yan Kingdom can say this, people from Dong Kingdom can say this, but you, a native of Hezhong, also pay attention to this?

He thought so, but didn't pay attention. Xiao Juer had already gotten up and opened the door.

Mo Qiu thoughtfully said: "Not many people know my address..."

"Okay, I probably know who it is..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a restrained teenage voice.

"Miss Chamomile?? Oh~ I'm sorry for taking the liberty of visiting."

"Is Teacher Qiu here?"

The voice was surprised at first, then became enlightened, and finally became a calm tone. It was obviously shocked by the housewife-like figure of Chamomile.

"Ah, Xiao Maojun—Aqiu?"

Mo Qiu turned around slightly, looked at Xiaozhi who was peeping his head, and Xiaomao who was smiling awkwardly, and waved.

"Come in and get two sets of bowls and chopsticks."

Mo Qiu didn't name anyone, but Xiao Ju'er went to the kitchen before he said anything.

Xiaomao walked in a little awkwardly, still carrying something in his hand, probably a souvenir like yokan and mung bean cake. His etiquette was impeccable.

"Teacher Qiu... I'm sorry. I originally wanted to come to visit early, but Xiaozhi stayed in bed until ten o'clock... There was really no way. In the afternoon, it was a bit late..."

When there are outsiders, Xiao Mao usually calls Mo Qiu "Teacher Qiu" - Xiao Mao gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Zhi who was grinning, and explained this way.

Mo Qiu didn't care much about this, he waved his hand: "It's okay, let's eat first!"

"Come and sit!"

Xiaozhi didn't care about that. He was already hungry when he smelled the food. He touched his head and giggled, saying "How embarrassing", but his body began to move towards the dining table involuntarily.

Xiao Mao wanted to be polite, but when he saw Xiao Zhi's stupid look, he was so angry that he forgot to be humble. He seemed to want to grab the back of Xiao Zhi's head, but considering that in front of his seniors, he It's hard to have an attack, I hold it in until my face turns red.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat first."

"This is my family's rule."

"If you have anything to say, tell me after dinner!"

The "head of the family" said so, and no one could object. Soon, the tense atmosphere of the dining table, which was originally a Shura place, disappeared due to the addition of two little ones.

Of course, Mo Qiu didn't really care about this matter.

Dongguo, like Yanguo, was also very particular about eating and sleeping. After a long-lost delicious lunch, Mo Qiu fell on the chair with some satisfaction and sighed in comfort.

This is what people eat!

Those things in Dongguo that are clear and watery have long annoyed him to death. That is to say, he is relatively adaptable and has no problem with being spoiled, so he never paid attention to them.

The familiar taste of Huaiyang cuisine almost moved him to tears.

Xiao Ju'er didn't wait for Mo Qiu to speak, and stood up to clear the tableware, while Mo Qiu wandered to a different place, sat on the sofa, looked at the combination of Xiao Mao and Xiao Zhi, and nodded.

"Come now, I can probably guess your purpose."

"Why, you still don't feel confident when it comes to your grandpa, right?"

"Come for help?"

Xiaozhi nodded carelessly and spoke first.

"Yes! Yesterday Xiaomao thought hard all night, and finally told me to let me do my best and he would help me. I saw his sad face, so I suggested..."

"Why don't you come and ask Brother Qiu!"

"Then here we come!"

"Brother Qiu, help! Dr. Omu is so strong!"

Mo Qiu glanced sideways at Xiao Mao and couldn't help but smile when he saw him nodding in agreement.

"I understand."

"That's not an opponent you can easily deal with."

"If you compete with all your strength, it will be really difficult for you to find a chance to win now."

"But you also have to think about it for a moment. Dr. Oak is not someone who likes to do useless work. He will appear here with King Juzi. The purpose must not be to win the championship, but to [test] you and Xiaozhi."

"As I said before, they are here to give you exam papers."

"So I can't help you much."

Xiao Mao seemed a little guilty and lowered his head slightly.

"Sorry, Teacher Qiu, you obviously have a competition tomorrow, but I'm really worried, so I can only shamelessly come here to ask for advice."

According to the doubles competition format, the time period for the semi-finals is in the evening. In other words, in a few hours, Xiaomao Xiaozhi will face the Sunset Red combination of Dr. Oak and King Kikuko, and tomorrow night it will be the couple match between Hoenn. Go to Mo Qiu.

Xiao Mao's guilt was justified. This completely delayed Mo Qiu's preparation time before the game, but Mo Qiu's preparations had actually been done long ago.

He had at least three plans in mind regarding the strategy of the Guardian Saint of Water City. He could just compete with the sandbags at night and become familiar with them. There was nothing special to prepare.

"It's okay. Just call me teacher. I must be worthy of this title."

"Take a break and go to the training ground."

"I'm here to give you some questions and then help you warm up your hands."

Seeing Mo Qiu easily agreeing to his request for help, Xiao Mao felt grateful. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. The look he looked at Mo Qiu was more affectionate than that of his own brother.

After trying three times to help Xiao Ju'er clean up the kitchen but being rejected, Mo Qiu chatted with Xiao Mao boredly and teased Xiao Zhi. After Xiao Ju'er completed the finishing work, they set off to the training ground together.

Not only is it for special training for Xiaomao and Xiaozhi, but Mo Qiu and Lijia will also have to further warm up and run-in the Pokémon that will be used in the next game. Reality is not a game. If the cooperation is not good, there will be chaos. As a result, I lost the game, which really caused my blood pressure to explode.

His legs and feet were still a little weak. Mo Qiu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, held two Poké Balls in his hands. Once he was in position on the battlefield, his expression became much more serious.