"Ask for a commuter pass !!" Students, my teacher taught us that as a person who has a temperate attitude, I will vote for a monthly pass, and I will be more motivated to give a few more monthly passes.

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"Qili, this is really nostalgic. Forget it, it's been four years since I left home, right? Welcome back - Qili. In a room, in the dim but dim light, Aldaisia was putting her arms around Yan Fengqili's neck and muttering a little sadly.

"Are you complaining about me? I haven't been back for a long time, maybe it's my fault. Qili hugged his wife a little hesitantly, and said a little unnaturally. He knew that Aldaisia must have a grievance in her heart, but he couldn't understand it anyway. Why be sad? Why cry these cold young priests in front of them have no way to understand.

"-No, Qili, I'm glad you're back. Prove that you still care about me, I know that although you are different from ordinary people, I still believe that you love me" as if I love you. ”

"By the way, Qili, I have a child with you, the same boy you just met. I am glad that the Lord has graciously given him to me a few years before you left. I really miss you and me, as handsome as you are, and as smart as you. I named him Yan Feng Xu, hoping that he could shine on you like the sun. As if something happy had suddenly sounded, Aldaisia, who had buried her head deep in the priest's arms, suddenly raised her head, looked at her lover's calm face, and said with a happy smile.

"Is it Yan Feng Xu, Xu said" Yan Feng Qili said this name in his mouth, his expression was still indifferent, as if he was not moved at all. ”

"Sorey!" He is what I often tell you about your father - Yan Feng Qili, baby~ Hurry up and have a good contact with your father. In the living room, when he was still having an interesting discussion with his master Aozaki Orange, Soray suddenly found that his mother seemed to be holding the priest who was domineering and abusing the disciples, and the young man who seemed to be his father walked in, and for a while all kinds of nervous and complicated emotions got into his mind, and he didn't even hear what his mother said clearly.

"-Sorey!" Sorey's mother looked at her son, who couldn't react, and said a little loudly.

"Uh-oh?" Soray also seemed to come back to his senses at this time, and responded with some vagueness.

"Oh!" Yes, you, hello father! In this way, Soray helplessly greeted the young priest in front of him, the man who seemed to be his father. It seems a little stiff and awkward.

"Well, my young boy, your name is Xu, is that Sorey?" The priest in front of him said this, showing a flat smile, fleeting. Slowly approaching the silver-haired boy, his own son, touching his head and whispering softly.

At this time, Aozaki Orange, who was left to dry, sat calmly on the sofa, quietly watching the interaction of several people in front of him, without saying a word, his eyes especially on the body of Solei's father Yan Feng Qili.

"Yes, Father." Soray looked up at his father in confusion and replied softly. There is a faint sense of doubt and joy in my heart, but there is no slightest dissatisfaction and hatred. ”

"Enough!" The two over there, don't stage this kind of ordinary emotional drama for me anymore. Although I know this is very unpleasant, please be modest, otherwise I will be very distressed" At this moment, Aozaki Orange, who was left to dry, finally reacted, got up from the sofa, and said to the two fathers and sons in front of him.

"Sister Orange!" You're too."

"-No!"

At this moment, Soray wanted to make a fuss, broke free from the priest's palm, and shouted at the magician behind him with some dissatisfaction, but before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by his father Yan Feng Qili. Qili's hand left Sorey's head, and he stood in front of Sorey, facing the charismatic female magician in front of him to stop Sorey's actions.

"Miss, who are you?!" Why is it in my home? Qi Li didn't careless in the face of the senior magician in front of her, and began to test her words.

"I don't want to be called that, but you've heard of it, right? - Red of Pain, this is what the Magic Association has assessed, now it's up to you, report your name! Young Substitutes. Aozaki Orange heard the young agent in front of him ask about his origin, so he answered him on a whim, Orange was looking forward to the reaction of the young agent in front of him, is it to clear the heresy? Or is it afraid of your reputation and running away? Either one of them made Orange interested enough that he showed a strange charm and looked at the father and son in front of him expectantly.

"The Great Magician, the pinnacle of puppeteers?" Is that genius known as the Magician Egg? It's really interesting, Miss Aoizaki, who didn't inherit the family business, didn't know what you came here for. As if she had suddenly seen a star, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in Qili's eyes, but she immediately disappeared without a trace, and then put on a hint of mockery, Qili asked the great magician in front of her coldly. Fully ready for battle.

"What an unintelligent agent, I admit that your agitation succeeded in me off. Nasty man, aren't you afraid to go to your noble lord in advance, it's better not to talk nonsense! Aosaki's eyes were slightly cold, she couldn't imagine that someone would dare to provoke her majesty when she knew his name, and at the same time stared at her without any fear. After all, she herself is a master of the magic world, as a great magician, she talks about real combat power, as her sister's magician, she is a little inferior, even the other high-ranking members of the Templar Church are treated politely when they see her, and the surrogate in front of her actually speaks disrespectfully to her, which is the only thing she never expected after seeing this surrogate.

"I am the most faithful shepherd of the Lord, ignorant and filthy magician, and I will not submit to you!" With an inexplicable smile, Qili chuckled at the slightly angry magician in front of him, what could be more interesting for him without a goal than to anger a big man in the inner world? (To be continued.) )