"Young master, get up, the sun is drying your buttocks~" Di Qi's smile lifted the quilt as if coaxing the child who was lying in bed, exposing a large mass of "objects" inside to the sun.

“…… Not? Mo Li, who was curled up in a ball like a small animal, opened his eyes with great difficulty, and the fox ear moved very dissatisfied, and after seeing the middle-aged man holding the source of warmth in his hand, he let down his vigilance and used his tail instead of a quilt to cover himself and Hanama Xian's body.

Hanama, who had caught a plane back to the ancient house of Hanama overnight, covered his eyes with his hands to adjust to the sun, and his voice was hoarse, "What time is it?" ”

As if he was noisy, Mo Li let out a mutter, pulled out a tail and covered it softly on Hanama's face.

"At 8:25, young master, there is another person from the Tokyo headquarters of the Human Genetic Modification Project...... Di Qi slowly folded the quilt and put it on the bedside, while cleaning up the scattered gadgets on the ground that resemble China's unique - Hua Jian Xian will not bring this kind of trinkets back, only Mo Li will spend Hua Jian Xian's money to buy souvenirs with peace of mind.

What is the human genetic?!

Hearing those very headache words, Mo Li suddenly lost his sleepiness and sat cross-legged on the bed with her tail wrapped around her feet, looking like a big cat, she drooped her ears and coquettishly said to Di Qi in her sleeping voice, "Di Lao, I want to have breakfast~"

Di Qi seemed helpless about the fox girl's coquettishness, and pulled out his hand to rub her fox ears, "Is it okay to eat the muffins and milk I made this morning?" ”

"Okay~" Mo Li rubbed Di Qi's broad palm with his head, "Milk plus double honey." ”

The middle-aged man closed the door with a hearty smile, and he didn't seem to think that it was a strange thing for a demon fox to appear in the room of the flowers.

"You like Dicken very much...... Is he similar to your father or teacher? Hanama leaned back on the edge of the bed for a while, waiting for her thoughts to become clear again before asking.

[Finally asked......]

Mo Xuan was tight, but deliberately made a very relaxed appearance, and his voice returned to his usual appearance, not with the girl's unique soft coquettishness to the elders, "You guess." ”

"In the space of the gods...... Also Dickie? But you didn't mention him, is it already sacrificed? The tone of the flower strings barely changed, but Mo Li felt a chill when he listened. Because it's too bland. The flat tone and indifferent expression seemed to make Mo Li couldn't help but be angry with him.

"I'm not going to say it, you should know if you're so smart." Mo Li's attitude also became a little cold, she stepped barefoot on the ground and took a wooden comb from the fox's tail, and began to comb her long hair.

"I know." What Hanama Xian said was not "knowing" but "knowing", which made Mo Li couldn't help but look at him more.

Hanama Xian put on a single coat at the head of the bed and said, "My divination ability will still be used in certain situations. I'm not good at here, so it's a bigger price to pay. I once dreamed of Dicgee's death, but your presence is a more reasonable explanation for my dreams. ”

"Won't you stop it?"

"You're not going to stop it."

The room fell silent again, and when Hua Jianxian got dressed, he found that Mo Li was still sitting at the head of the bed with his head hanging down and not saying a word. He waited for about half a minute, and Mo Li didn't get up yet. So he walked over and squatted in front of Mo Li, holding Mo Li's head with his hand and pressing his forehead against the demon fox's forehead, the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose.

"There is no Dicky. Not me. The tip of Moli's nose was sour.

"Without you, the circle of reincarnation would have ended." Hanama stood up and touched his forehead with his hand, and Mo Li's hair swept on his forehead just now, with a slightly strange feeling.

Mo Li suddenly threw out a tail and dragged the whole person down, grabbed his collar with both hands, aimed at the tip of his nose, showed snow-white teeth, and bit down gently, "Boy." It's a good morning bite~"

"Captain Moli, good morning bite probably doesn't mean that." Hua Jian Xian still dared to talk back at this moment.

So Mo Li really bit down after a short thought of 0.5 seconds.

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In order to entertain different guests, Hanama String specially renovated a modern style living room in the old house.

And at this moment, on the leather sofa in the living room, a middle-aged man with fat eyes is constantly wiping the cold sweat overflowing from the tip of his nose and forehead with a handkerchief, and behind him stands a young man with short black hair and glasses wearing a washed white old windbreaker. The indescribable eccentric appearance is full of disobedience and a sense of presence in view of the mediocrity and elegance.

"I'm sorry. The young master was enjoying breakfast, and it would take about ten minutes. Di Qi refilled the third cup of coffee for the man who had been blessed, but his smile was strong and oppressive, "Please, be careful, be patient, wait, wait." ”

"This ...... It's been half an hour,......," the middle-aged man changed a handkerchief and continued to wipe the tip of his oily nose. But he didn't dare to be angry with this big housekeeper of the flower family, and the bitter lesson told him never to underestimate the uncle who held the hot coffee.

Di Qi replied with a smile. "It's okay, I've prepared enough coffee, does Mr. Yamada need to add another sugar cube?"

Hey-do you want to be sweet to me?! The middle-aged man who was fat could only stare at Di Qi and put a (very) piece (more) of sugar cubes, and even through the coffee, he could see the mountains of sugar underneath!

Yamada felt that the cause of his future death must be diabetes.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Even though Hanama saved the middle-aged man who was about to suffer from Sucrose Fear, he walked into the living room with a beautiful woman in a trench coat and sat opposite the two.

Yamada had never seen such a beautiful and dazzling woman in his life, and his eyes followed Mo Li's movements all the way, but he still restrained his obscene gaze very wolfly.

Of course he knew where this was - the strongest exorcist family in Japan, and the famous cold feelings of this generation of the head of Hanama could not have a female companion, but this beautiful woman who did not look like a human could sit side by side on the sofa with Hanama and the housekeeper did not stop him...... Could it be...... Onmyoji's Shikigami?

But Hanama didn't say a word, and since the first sentence he had spoken, he sat there and began to look through the signed documents that were placed on the coffee table. The beautiful woman was very interested in the young man behind her, and looked at him very explicitly.

"Master Hanama, this is ......" Yamada stubbornly wanted to open the topic.

"Uh-huh, board inch?" Mo Li suddenly laughed and said a word in Chinese.

"Huh?" Yamada was stunned in embarrassment, his mouth was still open and he didn't say half a word, and now it's not that he doesn't say it.

The young man standing behind Yamada with his hands on his chest suddenly dilated his pupils. Some unnaturally tap your fingers on the back of the sofa.

"Who is he?" Hanama raised her head, also showing that she was very interested in the young man.

Yamada, who had been ignored, said Alexander, but at least Hanama was willing to speak, and he could only follow the topic he was interested in, "This is ...... A representative from the U.S. headquarters of the Human Genetic Modification Project, Chinese-American...... "He seems to have spent a long time thinking about how to give young people names."

"Arlo, that's right, it's called Arlo."

This name really makes people can't help but guess that he came up with a temporary number of them, and his real name is either forgotten or ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］