Spell Corrosion

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

It is not the first time for Yi Dizhi to serve as a driver for the latter two, but before, as long as Gojo Satoru was accompanied by Nakahara Chuya, the atmosphere between the two people always formed a self-contained one, which made him intuitively feel that he was a redundant tool people.Its function is to step on the accelerator and hold the steering wheel, so that the two behind can appear at the mission location on time after communicating their feelings.

But this time...

The air conditioner was already running at full capacity, but Yidizhi was still covered with sweat from the oppressive atmosphere.

When he couldn't resist raising his hand to wipe his sweat for the third time, someone from the two people sitting in the back row finally broke the thrilling and depressing background sound of the decryption game.

"Chuya, are you planning to keep ignoring me?"

Gojo Satoru was the first to speak.

The few responses on the playground made him think that Chuya and Black Star had lost their temper, but who would have thought that on the way from the playground to the parking lot, Zhongye would speak only when he mentioned business, and the rest At that time, he was still regarded as the "five airs".

"Chuya, it's too much to throw away after kissing!"

Yidizhi in front of him rested his sweat-wiping hand on his forehead.

The sound effect of the game stopped for two seconds, and then the voice announcement of GameOver came from the speaker of the mobile phone.

Nakahara was also holding the phone, his cobalt blue eyes slanted coldly at Wujo Gojo's face: "What did you just say?"

The translation of the meaning of this sentence is: "I will give you another chance to organize the language."

Gojo Satoru was not disturbed at all, but took the initiative to move over.

The back row, which was originally quite spacious, became narrow after Gojo Satoru moved the seat to the middle side. The raised eyebrows and eyes of the 1.9-meter-long man were blocked by deep black round sunglasses, and his voice was blocked. Deliberately put it gently, Gojo Satoru didn't reach out, and after pulling the distance closer, he maintained the level that he wouldn't touch Chuya.

"If Chuya cares so much, I can let you kiss me back." He stretched out his index finger and pushed up the sunglasses, which were placed on the top of his head, revealing his blue eyes, completely ignoring yesterday's warning Someone bowed his head and whispered in Zhongya's ear, "Yesterday Zhongya rejected my spell power, don't you plan to replenish it before the mission?"

Gojo Satoru read out a good sentence in an extremely ambiguous voice, and the atmosphere turned from solemn to another direction that Yidizhi was familiar with, and it was even more out of bounds than the previous few times, as if he was afraid that others would not know that the window paper had been pierced broken.

Realizing that Zhongya's breathing quickened for a moment, Gojo Satoru silently raised a smile.

Confession is something that only children do, and adults still have to use seduction directly.

The knuckles holding the mobile phone were faintly white due to the force, Nakahara took a deep breath and told himself that this is in the car, and there is no other benefit to doing it here except to create a car accident and help Yi Dizhi scrap the bus , His co-tuning has not yet mastered, there is no guarantee of success rate, and it may not be 100% able to beat Gojo Satoru.

Black Star and Tsubaki only helped him complete a temporary emergency skill this morning, ensuring that he could hunt the souls of less troublesome spell spirits alone, and the help he had in terms of coordinating was actually extremely limited.

After all, he can only be matched with Wujo Wu alone, so if he wants to practice, he can only go to Wujo Wu to practice with him.

"No need, sit back for me."

This sentence was almost squeezed out between the teeth, as long as you can read the air a little bit, you can hear the restrained anger in it.

"Yes, but Zhong also needs to answer my question first." Gojo Wutiao stared intently at the expression on Zhong Ye's face, not letting go of any subtle expression changes, "What did Zhong Ye learn from Hei Xing?"

"Oh, I can tell you this." Nakahara Nakaya raised his jaw when he turned his head to look at him, revealing the black choker hidden in the stand collar, "I'm learning how to bypass your damn no-lower-limit spell and beat you to the ground Can't get up."

"You don't need to study this one on purpose." Gojo Wu's earnest and seductive tone came out. If the students who had been tricked by him before heard it, they would know that the next teacher would occasionally play cards out of common sense. The prepared words were astonishing, "I won't be able to activate the no-lower-limit spell at some point, for example, didn't you really kick me in the middle of last night?"

last night?

After Gojo Satoru reminded him, Nakaya thought of this detail that he ignored last night.

That kick indeed hit Gojo Satoru, and it didn't trigger the No Lower Limit spell on him.

No, maybe it should be put another way, Gojo Satoru refused to activate the spell, because if the spell was used to defend against the kick, the kiss that was performed at the same time would also be in vain because of the spell.

This shameless guy is instigating himself.

After understanding the deeper meaning behind this sentence, Zhong Yuan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Before Chuya made his move, Gojo Satoru had already guessed the opponent's possible reaction.Nakaya's clenched right hand was preemptively buckled on the car door, and his wrist was held between the palm and the car door by the opponent's jaw. Neither the supernatural ability nor the lower limit did not hinder the opponent. In the end, Gojo Satoru, who was at the peak of his body, relied on With her innate advantages prevailing, she locked the still growing Zhong in the small space between herself and the car door.

Fuck, this damn synergy actually succeeded at this time.

Nakahara Chu also pressed his thin lips tightly, and put his knee on Gojo Satoru's abdomen, refusing him to approach him again.

"Chuya is really a good student, and he realized it right away."

Because the right hand was buckled on the car door, the sleeve was torn to the right during stretching. The collar of the black five-quarter-sleeve top with a stand-up collar originally opened to the collarbone and a little lower, and now it directly exposed the entire collarbone. nest.

Wutiao Wuyu smiled: "But I'm very happy. I thought that I would also have to learn wavelength output. After all, I don't need a professional after I have learned this."

The narrow space and the opponent's height brought a double sense of oppression. Gojo Satoru tilted his upper body under the premise of being supported by his knees, and hugged Chuya's back with his free right hand.He buried his head in the other party's neck and rubbed it, the sunglasses were tilted to one side, hanging on the top of his head, his voice was a little muffled due to his posture.

Even though the hair was soft, the feeling of rubbing against the sensitive skin still made Chuya dodge subconsciously, but was hindered by the car door behind him.

"This is the first time I have an existence that I want from the bottom of my heart, so it doesn't matter anything else, but..." Gojo Satoru said softly, "The only thing I can't do is run away, Chuya."

——"I really disappointed you, I did learn this too."

I don't know why the sentence I was going to blurt out, but I still didn't say it.