Why is Teacher Wujo like this?

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the small room, and the fragrance exuded after bathing magnified the desire between people.

Wujo Wu's mouth was parched, as if he had been trapped in the desert for a long time, and urgently needed water to quench his thirst and continue his life.The seductive whispers like a goblin seduce him to go further all the time.

"Sister Xuee, I..." Wujo Wuxue's white face turned red visible to the naked eye, making one wonder whether he will explode in the next second.

Aoki Yukie was lying on the sofa, and with an inadvertent movement, the bath towel that had only reached the base of the thigh was moved up, covering the key parts.

Gojo Satoru, whose ears were bloodshot: "!!"

When Xiaoxue draws it, it seems to be a vacuum?Then now...

His eyes couldn't help looking at his thighs. The delicate and fair thighs were like crystal clear white jade, which made people want to kiss her.

Aoki Yukie was playing with her mobile phone, and when she saw Gojo Satoru standing aside, she was like a big fool, dumbfounded, and she repeated what she said before in a funny way: "Come here, Gojo-kun."

Gojo Satoru walked slowly to the vicinity of Aoki Yusue. During the walk, he filled his mind with a series of follow-ups between him and Xiao Xuee. He accidentally overdid it, and now he was excited and reserved.

after all……

"Well, Sister Yukie, I..." Gojo Satoru hesitated a bit, although he was looking forward to it, would it be difficult to perform well on the sofa?

Aoki Yukie's eyes were dim, she looked extremely wronged, and her voice was a bit lonely, "Can't I call you now?"

Under Aoki Yusue's grievance, Gojo Satoru completely lost the ability to think, he hurriedly said: "No, come right away."

It doesn't matter, let's just use the sofa as the sofa, as long as Xiao Xuehui likes it, ahem... it's just a little inconvenient.

"Although the sofa is inconvenient, if Sister Xuehui likes it, I have no problem."

Aoki Yukie frowned, with black question marks on her face.

She just wanted to ask Gojo Satoru to help him beat his back, but in this situation——

Aoki Yukie sized him up, although her face was reddish, but her eyes were eager to try.

She got it.

Aoki Yukie laughed lowly, sat up from the sofa, and stretched out her hand to Gojo Satoru.

Without any hesitation, Gojo Satoru took that soft and small hand.Aoki Yukie suddenly pulled him onto the sofa with force, and Gojo Satoru sat beside her cooperatively.

"Gojo-kun~" Aoki Yuki put her arms around Wujo's neck, and she left the sofa and sat on his body, clinging tightly together like Siamese twins.

A lover's whispers are like a deadly blow, and if it is not relieved, it will explode and die. Gojo Satoru couldn't resist it and had some kind of normal reaction.

Sensing the changes under her body, Aoki Yuki's movements of molesting Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, but returned to normal in the next second.

"Sister Yukie, I feel so bad." Gojo Satoru showed an aggrieved expression, as if Aoki Yuuee on his body was a big villain who bullied him.

Aoki Yukie did not speak.

"Sister Xuehui, you were the one who seduced me first." Gojo Satoru felt aggrieved from the bottom of his heart. It was obviously Xiao Xuehui who first seduced her by lying on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel. If he didn't respond, it would be disrespect for Xiao Xuehui .

"I just want Gojo Satoru to help me beat my back. Gojo-kun, what are you thinking of? Huh?" Aoki Yuki tried her best to ignore the sense of touch under her body, feeling uncontrollably nervous, but with a teasing smile on her face, The voice is also uncontrollably low and attractive, especially the final ending.

Gojo Satoru almost couldn't help but punish her on the spot.

"Sister Xuehui, if you bear it any longer, it will break."

"..."

Aoki Yukie didn't intend to let him continue to endure, otherwise she should have stayed away as early as he reacted.She didn't speak, Aoki Yukie just told Gojo Satoru her thoughts with practical actions.

She stretched out her hand, gently stroked Gogo's pretty face, and then wrapped her hands around his neck.In the next second, lips touched lips, not satisfied with the gentle suction, soon Gojo Satoru turned the other way, pried open Aoki Yusue's teeth, and drove straight in.

"No no no."

Aoki Yukie was breathless by her kiss, and wanted to push her away, but he held her head and fixed it firmly in the original position.

It took a while for Gojo Satoru to let go of Aoki Yuue, the heavy breathing of the two, and the slightly swollen lips told others that there was a passionate kiss just now.

Gojo Satoru was panting, looking at Aoki Yuki like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, those blue eyes that were originally sacred and elegant, were full of lust at the moment.

The reaction of the body was much faster than that of the brain, picked up Aoki Yukie, walked through the living room, came to the room, Gojo Satoru put Aoki Yukie on the bed, and pressed down on it in the next second.

Looking at Aoki Yukie with a flushed face, like a peach just ripe for picking, it whetted one's appetite.

Bath towels, clothes, and trousers gradually appeared under the clean bed.

Just when Gojo Satoru was about to deepen the relationship with Aoki Yusue, Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang tirelessly.

The ambiguous atmosphere that had been brewing disappeared in an instant, and Yuki Aoki pushed Gojo Satoru away, "Hurry up and answer the phone."

When Gojo Satoru got the phone, Aoki Yukie accidentally saw the caller's name [Wild Rose], and the note was so affectionate.

Throwing knife-like eyes came one after another, Gojo Satoru couldn't press the hand that was about to press the answer.

"A guilty conscience?"

"No no."

Aoki Yukie controlled the desire to roll her eyes, and looked at Gojo Satoru's eyes nakedly.

Finally, the phone stopped, and before Gojo Satoru could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone rang again and started the next wave of destruction.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Aoki Yukie's head hurt from the ringing of the phone, she stretched out her hand and pulled out the mobile phone in Gojo Satoru's hand, and with a gentle smile, she spoke like a gentle and sensible girlfriend, "Since Gojo-kun is inconvenient , do you mind if I help you?"

Gojo Satoru managed to survive by throwing a knife from her eyes, how could he dare to refuse?

He just hoped that Wild Rose would not talk nonsense.

If the dream comes true, he would rather not be late for work for a week and not step on the clock.

However, fate is so wonderful. In the first sentence of Nagasaki Wild Rose, Gojo Satoru was like a lightning strike, unable to recover for a long time.

On the other side of the phone, the first sentence came clearly——

"Teacher Wutiao, you asked a question..."

The other end of the phone was still sharing experiences, but Gojo Satoru couldn't listen to a single word.

"Teacher Wutiao?"

"?"

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"Aren't you a student? Gojo Satoru!"

Facing Aoki Yuue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, her tone was as cold as ice, and her shy eyes were replaced by indifference at this moment.