I'll retire when I'm done

Bai Hong was carried away directly from the window by the waist. The arms around the waist were strong and strong. In the next second, he was lifted up and sat on the arms of Wu Zou Wu. She lowered her head, and the long black hair hanging from her shoulders His hair was swaying, a few strands fell on Gojo Wu's shoulders and then bent into a soft arc on the young man's broad shoulders. As he walked, Bai Hong's long hair lightly brushed over his fair ears, white and clean. Little by little, his skin was rubbed into a light red.

She sat quite securely on Gojo Satoru's arms, but after the young man quickly walked out of the remote alley, his steps gradually slowed down, and he walked slowly on the street, obviously getting slower and slower.

"Enlightenment."

Bai Hong patted his head, and said in a gentle tone, "I won't be able to go back tomorrow morning if you leave like this."

She was wearing a plain skirt with a loose and comfortable cotton and linen jacket. The skirt was swaying so that people felt itchy, and the skin on the exposed calf was dazzlingly white. On the man's arm, the two long legs were kept neatly, but they didn't kick around.

"Let me down first?"

Bai Hong discussed in a friendly voice, his tone was calm, no different from the tone he used to talk to the kid in the bar before.

Gojo Satoru's expression immediately darkened.

...Why.

Why did she get so little attention, not to mention inferior to the children she raised, and even now she was compared to the little ones she met casually on the side of the road.

I pushed the task and skipped the job, ran all the way from Tokyo to Yokohama, and searched the whole city before I found myself in this corner.

You can't be too tight, you can't chase too close, you can't show your eager desire, but you can't just follow your spoiled temper and express your resistance.

She is such a smart and penetrating person who never really believed in those unintentional words, she was just good at making use of them - she left Wutiao's house more than ten years ago and said casually not to come back, she never felt that it was from the heart of Wutiao young master There are many ways to come back based on her ability...but so what?

The fact is that he disappeared without a trace for ten years, almost never seeing each other again.

...Do you know that you are going to torture me to death.

Wujo Wu thought to himself.

Every time you notice that you like you a little more, you have to "kill" me once.

The arrogant and capricious temper of the young master of the Wutiao family also began to try to learn patience and understanding. Six eyes peeped at Baihong's message, but he didn't directly break into the door to snatch him away. He insisted on waiting by the bar for more than half an hour. As a result, he racked his brains and searched his stomach, Gojo Satoru's feet were numb, but he couldn't find a suitable opening sentence for the meeting.

What about her?

Dafangfang knocked on the window to call himself out, and didn't intend to hide his bad intentions of letting two people "kill each other". Rather than saying a casually unfunny joke, it is better to say the truth in a joking tone, If Gojo Satoru really got into a fight with that kid, she could really stand by and wait for the result, or she could just take the opportunity and run away.

Gojo Wu grinds his back molars, gnashing his teeth with hatred for Bai Hong.

"You know I'm out there."

I've been standing for so long, and you still haven't coaxed me into the house to sit down.

"I know."

Bai Hong caressed the hair that felt so good to the touch, as if he was stroking the top of his own child's head.

Tenderness, pity, just without her love.

Rather than saying that this is a person who will do something because of whom he loves, it is better to say that this is a person who will choose who he loves for the sake of what to do.

——This is Bai Hong.

The clearer Wujo Wujo is, the more he understands, the more unwilling he is.

Why am I the only one who likes you.

Of course he knows that being unwilling to this person is the beginning of all mistakes, from unwillingness to curiosity, and from curiosity to obsession, this person is a long-term first love since he was obsessed when he was five years old-in fact, this relationship There should have been a default result long ago, but she didn't give it and he didn't listen to it for ten long years.

The young people's feelings are fierce and pure, always with the ferocity of desperately trying to tear everything apart, the long-term relationship mode is not enough to satisfy the surging and passionate heart, and all the content in the emotional process must be hard and sharp. The sweet and youthful first love also has to toss the mountains and rivers to exhaust it before daring to break up with Jun Jue's ruthless, wishing to turn his love into a unique and unique love in the world.

But the biggest problem now is that the identities of the two protagonists meet the highest configuration requirements for dramatic conflicts. One is a young and promising major general in the military, and the other is the head of the three royal families who are high in the magic world. Basically, this configuration is different in the market. All kinds of sadomasochistic scripts can be arranged and combined perfectly at will, and any one can achieve the effect Gojo Satoru wants, but the other protagonist of the story has no intention of cooperating at all. Gojo Satoru finally decided to change the strategy method after learning from the pain. Change your next strategy.

Instead of playing the sadomasochistic love route, it is also possible to try other books.

He stalked Baihong out of the current location of his residence, and kept the position where she was sitting on his arm all the way back. Baihong looked frank and indifferent, and only reminded Wutiaowu at the moment of entering the door. After thinking about the height problem, it was impossible to get in like this, so Gojo Wu reluctantly let go, allowing Bai Hong to land on both feet again.

It was already early in the morning, no matter how much Fu Heihui persisted, he couldn't resist the instinctive biological clock of a three or four-year-old child. A few days ago, he was still stubbornly wanting to light his aunt home in the living room, but after a few days of persistence, the child was sure that he could go home in the next day. Seeing Baihong the next morning, he was no longer as persistent as before. Although he waited for a long time today, he was coaxed upstairs to sleep around ten o'clock.

Bai Hong returned home lightly, the moment the door was opened, the child was probably in a deep sleep and did not hear any movement downstairs, which made her feel a little relieved.

The members of the supernatural special affairs department who took care of the children in the room got up and saluted after seeing her come back. They looked respectful and a little hidden excited. With some hesitation, they turned their attention back to their boss's face.

"Don't worry about him, it's my personal business." Bai Hong said softly, "It's really hard for you all to persevere until now, please go back and rest early."

"I'm just waiting to do my duty. It's getting late, so we won't disturb your rest."

Several people responded humbly, and then left quietly.

As the last person left, Gojo Satoru turned around very naturally and the sound of closing the door and locking it sounded and fell, and the room was briefly restored to silence.

"..."

Wujo Wu thought, what should I do now, I haven't mentioned it in the book.

The 17-year-old young man followed Bai Hong back home with enthusiasm. The slightly distorted dirty dk in the growth process was infinitely indulged. During the ten-year absence of Bai Hong, the tutoring was messy. Before closing the door and locking it reflexively, This kid is full of all kinds of book plots about the reunion after a long absence - he claims to be the essence of pure love, so the content of the book is also pure love. Gojo Satoru stared at the door lock, and suddenly lost the courage to turn back and look at Bai Hong.

The mature and stable elder sister brings the innocent male high school student home... If you add the sleeping child upstairs, maybe you can develop some other side plots, but no matter which kind of plot development, it is how subtle it is. , although it's not that he hasn't seen similar plots, and he doesn't mind such exciting progress before marriage, but wouldn't it be too early to start now?

... No, no preparations ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! !

What about the convenience store, where is the convenience store——! ?

Is it too late to go shopping now! ?

The 1.8-meter-tall giant DK stared at the door lock, and the villain in his heart had already twisted into a famous painting and shouted, frequently uttering shy wails that were completely different from the fierce and cold face on the surface at the moment.

Now when I go out to buy something, I always feel that I will miss something. I feel very uncomfortable... No, no, wait a moment, maybe Hong's home will also have it?

...Wait, if there is such a thing at home, isn't it related to preparations, and if there is, isn't it even more uncomfortable?

Bai Hong waited at the entrance for a long time before Wujou followed. Feeling rather bewildered, she raised her cane and poked the back of Wujou who was stiff as a statue at the door, and asked patiently, "Are you going to sleep there?" ?"

Wujo Satoru, who heard a certain key word, was quick-witted, quickly changed into soft slippers, and followed Baihong's footsteps, drooping his eyebrows and eyes, obediently like a child, and couldn't help but wander in The slightly swaying hair tail behind her felt that the arc made people's heart itch. Gojo Satoru couldn't help recalling the touch when her hair brushed against his ear on the road, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch his red ear that was still hot profile.

Baihong lived in a spacious villa. The first floor was a regular living room, kitchen, study, reception room and bathroom. Fu Heihui lived on the second floor and could not hear anything that should not be heard on weekdays. Gojo Satoru followed Baihong up to the second floor. , the plot in his mind has already passed the pre-script explanation and drifted all the way to the post-plot position, Bai Hong opened the door of a guest room casually, "Can you live here?"

"Uh-huh?"

Gojo Satoru's face, like a big cat with smooth hair, hadn't dissipated before he was stuck in his throat by Bai Hong's question.

He took a look at the deserted and lifeless house, which had never been lived in before, and then looked at the calm Baihong. He couldn't believe that he was treated as a guest room: "You want me to live in the room?" here?"

It's already a marriage proposal, so let him live in the guest room! ?

"I don't know what the Wutiao family has raised you up to now," Bai Hong replied frankly, "So the preparations in the house are the best in the market. It's unrealistic for you to go back so late, so stay here."

The big cat hung sticky on Bai Hong's body again and purred. Wujo Wu curled his lips and reluctantly accepted this development; if there is no love to start, just polite affection is fine. It would be as simple as that. Prepare guest room bedding, toiletries and even custom-made pajamas in advance. The degree of perfection is like a bug.

Gojo Satoru hangs on Bai Hong's body, and feels the warmth of the so-called "home" for a long time from Bai Hong's undisguised preference and emphasis on creating an atmosphere.

"I'm hungry."

The large pendant once again made progress, Bai Hong spoke calmly, dragged the pendant on his back into the room, and personally helped the young master take out the mattress from the cabinet and spread it on the bed.

"There should be compressed biscuits in the kitchen downstairs. They are flavored with green onions, and the taste is not bad."

"You just eat that stuff?"

Gojo Satoru found it incredible.Bai Hong, whom he personally feeds at Wutiao's house, has always been well-fed, well-dressed and treated no differently than the owner, but after going out for a walk, he is just eating compressed biscuits to prolong his life?

Bai Hong replied concisely: "The speed is fast."

Facts have proved that no matter how much Bai Hong refuses to work, he is still a workaholic who puts results above everything else. Energy drinks and compressed biscuits are enough to meet his daily needs. I learned how to make Rilakkuma Bento, but I have no intention of wasting extra time on three meals a day.

Wutiao Satoru, who made up his mind to correct Baihong's daily eating habits during this period, and at least to adjust back to Wutiao's family's living treatment, no longer entangled in what to eat. Anyway, he was just making casual requests. How hungry he really is is more of a subtle yearning for the scene of Bai Hong busy in the kitchen wearing an apron; he stared at Bai Hong eagerly, opened his mouth to invite with a kind of openness that normal people can't understand, and patted the other side of the bed position: "Will you sleep with me?"

Bai Hong: "..."

An adult with only work in his mind can easily see through the white silk on his eyes through DK, whose mind is full of dirty waste. He patted his head and said in a compassionate tone: "It's time to sleep, underage."

Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes, pulled off his coat and shirt in twos and twos, and frankly revealed a perfect upper body with beautiful muscle texture. Abdominal muscles and chest muscles are all available, and the lines are perfect like a work of art. The 17-year-old young DK has an ordinary 27-year-old With a beautiful body that adults can't match, Gojo Wu grabbed Bai Hong's hand and forced her to lean closer to him, his voice was hoarse and hot: "...you can feel it yourself to see if I am underage?"

There was a word written on Bai Hong's face.

——I am very busy and have no desire for this.

She turned back the quilt and quickly wrapped Gojo Satoru, who had taken off more than half of her body, into one, and finally patted the long big cat thoughtfully. Just as she was about to get up and leave, she heard Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly, like an innocent girl meeting for the first time Shy as a confession of love, just matching his height and shape and his usual style of acting, this voice is really too scary:

"oops……"

The white-haired DK stretched out two hands from the quilt and pulled away a bit of the suffocating soft quilt wrapped around his chin. His face showed a shy expression like a girl's Huai Chun. He licked his lips and stared at Bai Hong. His eyes are full of the eagerness of a hunter.

"The first time it turned out to be the script of Cleopatra and Julius Caesar? It's very exciting~"

"..."

Bai Hong was silent for a moment, then he picked up the pillow on the chair beside him with his backhand and pressed it against Wujo Wu's face with incomparable proficiency.