Spell Corrosion

The phone rang, buzzing and buzzing in the quiet room.Originally nestled in the man's arms, only a ochre-colored swirl of Zhong Yuan Zhong Yuan, who was exposed outside the quilt, also moved a bit, and burrowed into the man's arms again, trying to ignore the non-stop ringing phone.

Then 2 minute passed.

In the end, the annoyed Zhong Yuan Zhong also said in a hoarse voice, "Your phone is ringing, go down and answer it."

Gojo Satoru, who also didn't want to move, didn't even open his eyes, "No, it must not be my phone, it must be Chuya's, and it must be that guy Junpei again."

"My phone was muted before I came back yesterday, idiot." Zhongyuan Zhong also moved his legs, wanting to kick Gojo Satoru directly, but he just lifted it up a little, and the pain that hit him made him "hiss" involuntarily.

That was the leg he had just had surgery on. Kid told him the day before yesterday not to kick people and not to use too much force. As a result, the bastard Gojo Satoru held him kneeling in the bathtub for three hours yesterday. Now that leg is fine when it doesn’t move. As soon as I move, my bones start to hurt.

Grass.

He must have been sleepy yesterday and lost his mind, so he was fooled by Gojo Satoru.

"Oh? So Chuya already planned it before he came back?" Gojo Satoru reached down and gently rubbed the opponent's calf, which started to twitch because of a movement, "It's too much, but I was worried about the relationship crisis. Is it just me? Well, Chuya, the pudding smell on you is gone."

The smell between the nostrils has turned into milk-flavored body wash, but as long as you pull away a little distance, you can still smell the remaining pudding smell. After all, the white shirt covered with pudding is lying crumpled not far away. on the floor.

"Excessive? Who is more excessive? You are only really wronged for the first time, and you are always making progress afterward?" After chatting for a few words, the sleepiness faded a little, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also slapped from rubbing to touching With that hand, he opened his eyes impatiently and lifted a little of the quilt to reveal his face, "Go down and answer the phone, it's so noisy."

The call was hung up because of the timeout, but the other party called again, and it seemed that he would not give up until he reached his goal.

"I can't help it, who made Chuuya tempt me, and he was so obedient because of guilt." Because Chuya pulled a little distance from him, the outside air got into the quilt, Gojo Satoru reached out and tried to bring him back to his arms Li, "If Chuya calls the master again, I will answer the phone."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "Are you sure you are going to answer the phone if you call again?"

"Maybe not?"

"You may have forgotten that I only broke one leg, so I told you to get off the phone and answer the phone!"

"Bang!", Wujo Satoru, who was so desperately unable to get up, was kicked out of the bed, and Nakahara Nakaya lay back on the bed and yawned slightly, rubbing away the physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. Rubbing the pillow, he was about to fall asleep again.

Gojo Satoru's voice was intermittent in his consciousness, and his exhausted mind only captured a few words that were mentioned the most, and they couldn't even be combined into sentences.After the quilt was lifted again and his waist was hugged, Zhongya Zhongya mumbled and asked "what's the matter".

"It's Jie." Gojo Satoru was basically fully awake at this time, but the person in his arms didn't want to wake up and he didn't want to let go, so he simply lay down holding him for a while, "He knows why Fujisaki can put the identity of the warlock Put the blame on him, does Chuya still remember that time in Kawasaki City?"

"Ah."

"That time Fujisaki brought his body back to Gaozhuan, but then Jie's body was stolen again, and now a guy who doesn't know where came from stuffed his brain into his body and put it on his face Using his magic tricks to trick and deceive, Jay is going to deal with the imposter."

The sleepy nasal voice with no spirit did not know where to poke Gojo Satoru's cuteness. In the end, he couldn't help pinching his lover's jaw to force him to raise his head, and delicately kissed some red and swollen thin lips, because the tip of his tongue was licked repeatedly. Because of the part where he was holding the canine teeth, his voice was a bit vague, "Chuya, hum again? The sound just now was a bit like the milk sound made by a feline with its throat, so cute."

"...Your phone receiver volume is too loud and your ears are damaged?"

"How come, it's really cute." Gojo Satoru regretted that he didn't record it, he really should have recorded those words when Chuya was talking, "Then, Chuya opened his mouth, I want to kiss the inside. "

For the second time within 10 minutes, Gojo Satoru was kicked off the bed again.

"Bathroom, take a cold shower, get out."