I am not the one who joins the chat group

As we all know, Kiyana is an idiot.

Sitting on the sofa, Kiana and Bronya started to make noise across Theresa.

Fortunately, Ji Zi wouldn't wake up easily after being drunk, otherwise, he would have punished them.

The atmosphere relaxed.

The bright moon began to hang high, but no matter how clear the moonlight was, it couldn't enter the already bright room.

Li Qingge watched Qiyana and Bronya's fight, quietly stretched out his hand, and held Qiyana's finger, and the latter held it back, his palm was slightly cold and slightly wet.

Of course he knew, because of Otto, Kiyana already had a little shadow on Destiny.

When she heard that the headquarters was going to send someone over, she subconsciously became afraid that it might be related to her.

But soon, she lost these doubts and had new worries.

"Stop arguing, I haven't finished yet."

Teresa stopped the playfulness between the two, and then looked at Fu Hua and Li Qingge, but at this time, Qiyana had already let go of Li Qingge's palm, and she couldn't see anything unusual.

"Fu Hua and Qing Ge, because the two of you are already A-level, so the credit for this time will be temporarily recorded in the file."

"In addition, you two need to go to the headquarters to report on your work and record the specific details of this operation."

"and also……"

After a pause, Teresa looked at Li Qingge with serious eyes and said.

"Qing Ge, my grandfather, the Archbishop of Destiny - Otto Apocalypse, wants to see you."

After the words fell, the atmosphere stagnated, and Li Qingge's eyes changed a bit.

The two who didn't know much about Mei and Bronya just wondered why the people in charge of the Mandate of Heaven wanted to see Li Qingge.

And Teresa, Fu Hua and Qiyana, who knew more about things, were nervous.

"No—well..."

Qiyana suddenly wanted to stand up, but Li Qingge, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed her and covered her mouth, so as not to wake Jizi up from her yelling.

"Qiana, what's wrong with you?"

Teresa was a little puzzled, she didn't react much, why did this silly niece react so much.

Patting the palm of her mouth, signaling Li Qingge to let go, Qiyana took a breath and said.

"Qing Ge can't go to see Otto!"

"why not."

Seeing this, Mei asked curiously, and Bronya and Fu Hua also cast their curious eyes over.

It seems that Qiyana is somewhat hostile to Otto.

"Yes, Kiyana, why not."

"Because he's a bad guy!"

Hearing this, Teresa asked suspiciously.

"Although I don't think my grandpa is a good person, how do you know, Kiyana?"

It stands to reason that Qiyana has heard the name of Otto at most, and has never seen him at all, and doesn't know anything about him, so how could she make a judgment so easily.

"Because...because..."

Kiyana's eyes dodged and she lowered her head, wondering if she should have a showdown now.

At this moment, Li Qingge patted Qiyana's palm, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice that only Qiyana could hear.

"Don't worry, this matter can take your time, pack up your mood and talk about it, I will accompany you."

"Also, don't worry about me, I can do it."

There was an itchy blowing wind in her ears. In the past, Qiyana would still feel a little charming, but now, she is a little irritated.

After a long time, Qiyana lowered her head and nodded sullenly.

"Um……"

Seeing Kiyana's appearance, Teresa was a little curious.

"Qing Ge, what are you and Qiyana talking about?"

"secret."

Li Qingge looked at Theresa and smiled.

"Tch, forget it."

Teresa curled her lips and continued.

"By the way, do you know Rita, Rita Rossweisse, the S-rank Valkyrie of Destiny?"

"I don't know you." Li Qingge shook his head.

"That's weird..."

Seeing that Li Qingge's eyes didn't seem to be lying, Teresa wrapped her fingers around the silver hair hanging down her shoulders, and muttered softly.

Since they didn't know each other, could it be that Destiny had noticed Li Qingge early?

Teresa, who failed to think, gave up thinking.

"We can't resist the orders of the headquarters for the time being, and there is no need to resist now."

Teresa looked into Li Qingge's eyes and said seriously.

"Just like I said, although my grandfather is not a good person, you don't have to be afraid of Qing Ge, he won't do anything to you."

"But you have to be careful yourself, after all, you also have a lot of secrets."

Recalling something, Teresa's eyes darkened.

"My grandpa, he likes secrets the most, and he hates secrets the most."

Chapter 8: Sakura in the room, a new feature in the chat group.

tick-

The pocket watch tied by the chain swayed left and right in the air, the simple gears were rotating regularly, and the clear mechanical sound was like a mountain spring dripping on the small stones, making people calm down involuntarily.

Although his body wasn't sweating, Li Qingge took a shower habitually and sat on his bed.

The hair is a little long, probably draped over the shoulders, and the slightly steamy look naturally brings out a sensational atmosphere.

Li Qingge stared at the pocket watch in his hand, his purple pupils turning with the swing.

The abnormality of the right eye did not bring about visual changes, and the unique pupil was like wearing a color contact lens.

How should I put it...it's so beautiful.

"Ha... are you going to see Otto so soon..."

Putting away the pocket watch, Li Qingge lay on his back on the soft bed, the quilt was slightly sunken.

Staring at the white ceiling above his head, with the dazzling halo of light in the corner of his eyes, he didn't know what was going on in his head.

Otto Apocalypse, he may not be the longest living, not the strongest, not the smartest, but he is definitely the most difficult person in the world.

He chose himself by name, did he notice something?Or, is there any conspiracy?

Although it was just a small communication, Li Qingge couldn't allow it to be taken lightly. After all, Otto was a real lunatic.

Yes, lunatic, this is Li Qingge's evaluation of Otto.

Tuk Tuk-

"Please come in."

"excuse me."

The long fox ears were exposed, and a tall girl walked in in a shrine maiden costume with off the shoulders.

Li Qingge straightened up, watching Ying walk to the bedside.

"Can I sit here?"

"of course."

With permission, Sakura smiled slightly, straightened her plaid skirt, and sat down upright, the mask around her waist making a soft knocking sound.

The long cherry pink hair that grew to the hips spread out, pouring down like a waterfall, with a pleasant fragrance.

Sakura was sitting upright, her slender legs pressed close together, the white stockings outlined a graceful curve, and the white gap between the short skirt and the white socks attracted the attention of others.

"Sakura, where's Higokumaru?"

Although it couldn't be seen on the surface, Li Qingge could still tell that Yae Sakura was a little nervous, so he took the initiative to ask.

"She..." Speaking of Higokumaru, Yae Sakura's eyes flashed with tenderness, "After eating and drinking, I went to bed after playing for a while."

"I'm probably asleep by now."

"Does it really look like her style?"

Thinking carefully about Hiyumaru's usual performance, a scene of sleeping soundly jumped into his mind.

"Indeed."

Under the white light, the fox-eared girl's eyes blinked slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Even though her younger sister didn't die as she remembered, Sakura never regarded Higyomaru as a substitute, but sincerely regarded her as another younger sister.

"However, before going to bed, I was still clamoring to find you and sleep with you, but I stopped me."

Sakura lowered her eyes slightly and said softly.

She didn't tell the whole story, Fei Yuwan did want to find Li Qingge before going to bed, but what she said was that she wanted Li Qingge and Yae Sakura to sleep with her, and the three of them would sleep on the same bed.

Although Sakura was tempted, she still sternly refused.

Li Qingge didn't say anything, if Yae Sakura didn't stop him, even if Feiyuwan really came, he wouldn't agree.

After all, it was fine when she was three-headed. Li Qingge could use Feiyuwan as a pillow, but on weekdays, no matter how young she was in her heart, she was still a beautiful girl in her teens on the outside. How could she be the same as a boy like him? They share the same bed.

"Then, is modern life still suitable?"

In fact, not only Sakura and Higokumaru, Ji Lin and the others also temporarily stayed in the present world by virtue of Jizo Yuhun's consciousness projection ability.

Although this kind of consumption is a bit high, and every once in a while it needs to supplement the Honkai power of Jizo Yuhun, but as long as there is no battle, Li Qingge can still supply it.

"It's okay." Sakura thought about it carefully and said.

"TVs are nice to watch, games are fun, and these things called electronic devices are convenient."

"And the kitchen..." Sakura's eyes lit up slightly, for her, this might be her favorite.

"You don't need any wood to start a fire, which is very convenient."

"By the way, I want to learn cooking with Mei."

Sakura is already very familiar with Mei, and it seems that they have a good relationship.

"Afterwards, Qing Ge, can you taste it for me?"

"I am looking forward."

Li Qingge smiled slightly.

"Well... If possible, I would like to take over Miss Mei's burden. After all, she looks very tired because she has to cook for so many people."

Twirling her long hair between her fingers, Sakura's mood was no longer so nervous.

"That probably won't work." Li Qingge shook his head, "Mei will be very happy if you help out, but there's no need to take over the burden."

It's not that everyone except Mei doesn't know how to cook. In fact, even Kiyana has more or less good things.

But the meals on weekdays are all handed over to Mei, because this is not only a recognition of her cooking skills, but also her own characteristics...or cute

According to Mei's words, it is: If everyone can be happy because of my cooking, then I will be very happy too.

"Is that so..."

Sakura thought about it. (Mei: I heard that someone wanted to take my position as a cook. (.ì_í.))