Habits are human instincts, even if they are immortal kings. Unconsciously, it has been six days since he came to this world, and when he ushered in the morning of the seventh day, Muto Qing was almost accustomed to this world, and occasionally remembered that the Yuanyang Immortal Realm would not be like the first time, so he was in such a hurry to go back.

It is customary to get up in the morning to be called by Tamako's gentle voice, and it is customary to brush your teeth and wash your face in the morning.

Standing in the bathroom, looking at himself listlessly in the mirror, he suddenly found that perhaps because of the low strength, he seemed to be getting less and less motivated. No, as the most diligent immortal king model, there is no reason for him to be lazy, he must not be too concerned about things other than cultivation.

While thinking, he brushed his toothbrush inside his mouth, brushing his mouth full of foam, took another sip of water, gurgled and rinsed, and then vomited. After turning and spitting a few times, the inside of his mouth finally became fresh, he reached out and pulled the towel, turned on the faucet, and the rushing water fell, making the white towel wet.

Wring out the towel by hand, wipe your face vigorously, wash twice, wring out the towel and place it on the shelf.

He left the bathroom with a lazy pace, outside the living room, on the edge of the white dining table, Okura Tamako, dressed in school uniform, swayed her beautiful legs, waiting boredly, and when she saw him come out, she couldn't help but complain: "Qingjun, hurry up, I'm going to be late soon." ”

"Hey," he replied casually, walking to the white table, where a plate was set for his morning breakfast.

It was two slices of French bread with cream sandwiched between two slices of clean-washed lettuce, and in the middle was the chicken patty, which was a special Japanese burger made by Tamako. Well, this name doesn't mean anything, except for neon, nothing can be compared with neon, but the person concerned is very proud of himself, so he doesn't bother to complain.

Besides, this Japanese-style burger is still very good-looking, with a creamy and sweet texture and a crispy aroma of fried chicken patties, which makes French bread and lettuce much more delicious, and it is easy to fill up with enough amounts.

At 8:05, the two left Muto's house on time and walked outside.

Passing through the straight street and along the hillside path, the wind blows the side lawn and stirs up a wave, and the long river flows quietly, illuminated by the pale sunlight, emitting a jewel-like brilliance.

Yuzi, who walks side by side, loves to talk as always, and the topic is still so jumpy, sometimes talking about things in the amusement park, sometimes talking about the activities of the football club, complaining about those boys, this is not good, that is not good, in short, none of the requirements meet the standard.

"Tamako, if it doesn't work, there's no problem with you giving up the football club."

"No, I'm not going to give up, they don't have the physical strength to do it, but everyone is training very hard, I'm definitely going to train them to be national champions!!"

Even if she lived for 30,000 years, Muto Qing couldn't figure out what was going on in the girl's head, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Do you hate those guys, or don't you hate them?" ”

Okura Tamako frowned and thought about it very seriously, and said with great certainty: "Their strength is too weak, and they will discuss the topic of sex when they have time, which I hate very much, but well, they also have a hard work side, which I still like." ”

Muto Qing shrugged his shoulders and said, "Hey, go on, I'll just listen." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuzi was like a fried wild cat: "Your attitude is definitely perfunctory to me, hmph, if you annoy me, I won't say it, Qingjun, this stupid." ”

With a grimace, Tamako ran away, and after a while entered Banqiao Street.

He shook his head, he didn't catch up, he was going to part on Banqiao Street, there was no difference between earlier and later.

At 8:20, on Banqiao Street, there are not so many students in Qingkong, obviously most of them have already entered the school, he is still unhurried, rushing to the school with his schoolbag, as long as he is not late for class, he rushes to the classroom at the point, it doesn't matter,

"Yo, good morning, Muto, you kid still looks like he's not afraid of being late," an enthusiastic voice sounded from behind, and an ordinary boy with black-rimmed glasses ran over and hooked his shoulder with one hand, smiling all over his face.

Muto Qing glanced at him, his expression was calm, and he said sharply: "Compared to you, who have been late twice, I am still far behind." ”

Xiao Lin You didn't feel ashamed at all, and said proudly: "It's average, as long as you work hard, you still have a chance to break my record, yes, I took some new good photos yesterday, and when they are printed, I will give you a copy." ”

"Thank you, anyway, didn't you date the girl you had in the student union last time on Sunday?" Muto Qing casually mentioned it, and it was this sentence that instantly knocked his blood bar into the air.

Xiao Lin You, who seemed to have lost his color, leaned on his body, and said weakly: "She, she has a boyfriend, and there is more than one." Damn, that woman is completely playing tricks on me, so I don't need such a profligate girlfriend. ”

Stepping into the school gate and looking at the cherry blossoms swaying in the wind, Kobayashi Yu looked deep: "Do you think that standing with Nanakawa, there will still be girls looking at me?" ”

Muto Qing thought for a while, patted him on the shoulder with one hand, and a smile appeared on his beautiful face: "Don't say that, believe me, even if there is no Seven Rivers, others will not pay too much attention to you." ”

The mirror reflected a dazzling ray of sunlight, and Kobayashi Yu said angrily: "Muto, if there is a river in front of you, I will definitely push you down." ”

In the face of such a joke, Muto Qing's eyes were in a trance, remembering a picture that he didn't want to recall, and his voice was a little cold: "Yes, if you dare to push me, I promise to take your hand and fall down together." ”

Hiss, Kobayashi Yu gasped, pulled away slightly, and said with a vigilant expression: "Muto, you really have no interest in men, right?" The tone of his voice is as if he is a martyred couple. ”

Muto, who came back to his senses, suddenly felt very funny, and he didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't have a hobby of martyrdom with boys." ”

The two chatted about the topic of no nutrition, entered the teaching building, changed into indoor shoes, and walked towards the classroom of Class A.

This kind of chat life is something that Muto Qing couldn't imagine before, after all, when he came to the position of the immortal king, he had been lonely for a long time, and no courtier dared to be so helpless, chatting with himself with an equal attitude.

No, let alone such a conversation, those courtiers are probably not willing to even reveal the truth, especially the guy who usually acts as if he is the first loyal minister in heaven and earth, and as soon as he gets the opportunity, he will raise the banner of rebellion.

Of course, those have nothing to do with him anymore, and when he entered the classroom, what he saw were faces exuding youthful vitality, without the coldness and blood of the Yuanyang Immortal Realm, and there was a smile on every face, which was really very peaceful.