Master Gojo wants me to confess

Slowly opening my eyes, the surroundings were pitch black and silent, almost making me think that I was still squatting in a corner of Su Nuosheng's domain.

The air was filled with a strong smell, waiting for an opportunity, and the first time I took another breath, it couldn't wait to get into my nasal cavity and spread to my brain.

The originally cold and sweet aroma of white platycodon seems to be concentrated several times and becomes extremely aggressive.And I'm like a cat meeting a super-thick version of catnip. In this smell that can be called love and mist, I just feel a little groggy.

"You're awake, dumbbird."

A soft sigh came from the corner of the room, and then the warm yellow candlelight gradually brightened, and I could clearly see Wujo Wu's appearance.

A head of silver-white long hair that flowed like a moonlight was scattered casually, and there was a little smile in a pair of ice-blue cat eyes, which seemed to be in a good mood.But when I looked carefully, I felt that this smile was nothing more than the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, and what really existed in the eyes was a void and empty coldness, revealing a strangeness.

Seems... something's not quite right...

Alarm bells rang in my head.

Moreover, why is Gojo Satoru's hair so long? Has it been several years?

I admit, I panicked.

"Five Seniors"

I said with a heavy tone, "How many years have I been asleep?"

Gojo Satoru chuckled, and continued to light more candles, "Three days."

Eh, three days?

I blinked and looked at him with some puzzlement, "Senior's hair, what's going on?"

Obviously before I fainted, my hair was still fresh and broken.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, but approached me slowly.It was only when I walked up to him that I noticed that he was wearing extraordinarily gorgeous fumon and haori, which can be said to be very rare, because the only thing this person wears most is the teacher uniform customized by the high school.

By the dim and flickering candlelight, I took a look at this place that made me feel very wrong.With runes plastered all over the place and a room with no exit, it doesn't look like a place in a high school.

why am i here

After waiting for Gojo Satoru's response for a long time, I turned my gaze to him again, "Senior Gojo...?"

What answered me was some cold touch from the man.

"It's hot." He whispered.

I was stunned, thinking of the last meeting, I held his hand instead, "I'm fine, I was just a..."

The unspoken words were swallowed between his lips and tongue, he was like a venomous snake spitting out letters, cold and slippery, slowly cutting into every corner of his mouth, devouring everything greedily.

Scarlet snakes entangle themselves with unsuspecting prey, and occasionally a bright red can be glimpsed in the gap between lips.Everything he wanted to say was eaten, and the prey had no chance to defend himself.

It was a hopeless kiss.

Like the fragrance that fills the room, the flower language of white lisianthus is hopeless love.

Raising my hand, I wanted to suspend the man in front of me who was obviously in a very abnormal state of mind, but found helplessly that my hands and feet were covered with silver rings that block the magic power.

The raging snake letter is still going on, the rich aroma and the slight suffocation caused by the lack of oxygen, mixed and condensed into a strange pleasure, which is transmitted all the way to the brain, closing the logic and reason, leaving only the sight in front of you. Hot breath and sweet taste.

"breathe."

A deep voice of command came from next to his ears, causing the bewildered red-eyed bird to subconsciously open its mouth and chirp softly.

Mantra spirits don't actually need to breathe.

The fooled little bird swallowed the colorless and thin water in its mouth before reacting slightly slowly.

"Okay, shall we come again?"

It was clearly a questioning and requesting tone, but there was no chance of rejection at all, and the snake letter nimbly entangled again.

Suck, suck, turn, stir, lightly pick...

The poisonous snake licks and kisses its prey affectionately and intimately, as if it is enjoying the next carnival.

Once, twice, three times...

Reason and restraint almost collapsed.

"Stop..."

During the interval, who is trying to stop this feast with the remaining bit of clarity.

"Of course not."

The silver-white snake was hissing, and there was no concealment of desire in its eyes. It was as deep as the deepest part of the Mariara Trench, without a ray of light to shine in, gloomy and depressing.

"You...What's the matter...?" The red-eyed bird, unaware of the crisis, was still worried about the hunter.

The hunter smiled, casually stroked his fingers into the pure black hair, and slowly captured the defenseless bird, "Come on, shall we?"

Still answering irrelevant questions, talking to himself, the person in front of him seems to be living in his own world, where the ruler is the king.

The slender fingers slid down the hair, climbed up the earlobe, and kneaded it carefully.The extremely weak energy of the technique was activated by the fingertips. Under the precise control of the six eyes, the current spread along the earlobe and all the way to the back, making the soft back involuntarily straighten.

"Very sensitive, here."

He chuckled a few times, as if he had found a fun toy, his ice-blue pupils shrank suddenly.

With warm lips, kisses slowly fell from behind the ears, thin and dense, occasionally mixed with a little sucking, sucking and biting, making bad marks on the surface of the fair skin.

"Stop...stop."

The red-eyed bird barely maintained its last persistence, and its voice trembled slightly, "You are not sober now, don't do things that you will regret."

"regret?"

The tight vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and the hunter raised the pure white belt, "I really regret that I didn't act sooner."

"Spell Invasion, does the dumb bird know?"

The slender fingers picked apart the tie of Fuwen, revealing the thin bottoming inside.The color is still pure white. For comfort and breathability, the cotton and silk blended fabric is used, which is extremely transparent, like a thin layer of cicada wings.

"it's beautiful."

The Asuka in front of him is slender, with flexible and thin muscles that are extremely explosive. Under the looming pure white tulle, there is a kind of pure color and aura.

A bit of paranoia and madness flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "Use a spell to mark your soul, no matter where you go, I can find it."

"However, the number of operations may need to be many times. After all, the higher the degree of erosion, the stronger the mark."

The last line of defense collapsed in the deep and magnetic words. Looking at the constantly beating flames on the opposite side, the pure white bird finally fell into the endless dream of white platycodon.

...

Drowsy, like a dream, only the low breath and the smell of bleach suddenly entangled in the fragrance.

"the first time."

The demon whispered.

...

Silver long hair, like moonlight, silky as satin.The feeling of scattering on the skin is dazzling.

"the second time."

The birds were whining.

...

The special place blurs the concept of time, and my chaotic brain makes me unable to tell whether it is real or a dream.

If it was a dream, it could be regarded as a nightmare in a charming cloak, a peachy nightmare about a silver-white giant snake constantly devouring a red-eyed bird.

The low and hoarse counting sound echoed in my ears.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

The brain, which has already been on strike, can no longer clearly distinguish the final result.The only thing that makes me happy is that in this dream, I am a curse spirit, not a human being.

If it was a human being, it must have died several times, I thought in a daze.

It's just that I don't know when this gorgeous dream will end...

...

When I woke up again, the fragrance in the air was still strong, but because I had adapted to this concentration, I felt that my breathing was much smoother.

The touch on the body is extremely silky, very much like the silk and satin described in the TV dramas I once watched.

Blinking my eyes in doubt, I turned my eyes slightly, and what caught my eye was an exceptionally beautiful sleeping face.

Originally, I thought it was the touch of silk, but it turned out to be moonlight silver hair spread out.

Raising his hand, the silver curse ring on his wrist shone under the still dim flame.The beating brilliance suddenly awakened countless memories that were temporarily blocked in my mind.

Overlapping breaths, intimacy, unhurried counting sounds...

I couldn't help taking a breath, and subconsciously moved away from the source of the nightmare beside me, but I didn't notice the silver hair wrapped around my fingertips.

A slight pulling sensation woke up Gojo Satoru from his light sleep. He opened his ice-blue eyes, and what he saw was the vigilant young man in a mess.

The body froze suddenly.

Sweet memories came back again, he remembered how he tamed the returning bird, how he stamped his own soul mark step by step.

This time, he didn't seem to be able to hide his true nature.

I looked at the man who suddenly cried quietly and fell silent.Humans are absolute sensory animals, and I, who is 100% synchronized with humans, naturally also belongs to this range.

The person in front of him had long, silvery hair that seemed to have absorbed the moonlight, casually scattered behind him, and his smooth upper body left marks that were far stronger than intimacy.On the man's extraordinarily fair skin, it is particularly conspicuous. The severity of these marks can even be included in the range of injuries.

I think these should be caused by my subconscious self-defense when I was forced to do nothing.At that time, Gojo Satoru's infinite passive was in a closed state.

Big tears overflowed from the beautiful ice-blue cat eyes, like shooting stars passing through the starry sky, ticking down the contours of the face to the collarbone...

The beauty sheds tears, and the style is infinite.

"..."

The anger that was originally stagnated in the heart became more depressed and defeated in the five tears of enlightenment.

I tried my best to maintain a cold expression, trying to express my anger to him, after all, this nightmare was too much.

"Stupid bird..."

The man spoke in a hoarse voice, the love of this romantic relationship still remained in his voice.

So, my expression became colder.

It is conceivable how intense this process can make a physical monster like a conjurer become like this.

"Are you angry?"

As the man said, tears flowed "pattaptapttt" and the silver-white cat was crying sadly, which made the corners of my mouth twitch, and I couldn't help but move my eyes away.

To persist, not to waver, I silently cheer for myself.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then slowly approached, buried his head on my neck, and let the cool tears drip down on my skin.

"I thought you disappeared again." He said softly: "One decade, two decades, I can wait. But what if I can't wait at all..."

"When you woke up, I thought it was my dream, so I was unscrupulous."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Calm and simple words are more useful than any hoarse excuses.The last flame of anger in my heart was completely extinguished by him.

Beauty trap, it is too foul.

Sighing, I slapped his silver hair very unhappily.

On the side of my neck that I couldn't see, Gojo Satoru smiled, his eyes darkened.

How could there be such a real and extreme dream in this world...

Gojo Satoru slowly put his hands around the waist of the person in front of him, feeling the intimate connection between him and himself, his cat's eyes were narrow.

The technique of invasion is very thorough.

The flying bird at the fingertips finally became his prison bird.

...

For the first time, a dazzling light penetrated into the dimly lit room.

I looked at the unbelievably beautiful person in the dim light, and asked doubtfully, "Why did your hair become like this?"

The five cats returned to their usual laziness, rested on my lap contentedly, and said casually, "The spell power is out of control."

Out of control?

I think of a scene in a certain anime where the male protagonist's hair will swell when he explodes, and his face is covered with black lines.

Emotional spell power and magic power are set similarly?

"Where is this place?" I looked around, but still couldn't figure out what was going on here.

"Gojo family, by the way, this is our wedding room." Wujo Wu said with a smile.

"?"

I slowly made a question mark.

Marriage room?Who and who?

Seeing my confused expression, he explained happily, "You and I, we got married, just about two days ago."

"..."

May I ask how did you, Young Master Wutiao, marry a plant spirit?Even with the identity of a human being, at least the confirmation signature at the marriage session needs to be present in person, right?

Gojo Satoru seems to have gotten my question, and he kindly explained it to me, "The power of capital."

"..."

The fist is hard.

Just as I was about to beat the cat, there was a slight noise, the kind of muffled sound after a long distance.

The location of this room seems to be in a very deep place, Gojo Satoru, what kind of quirk is this?

"Master...Master..."

Some vicissitudes of voice came faintly, "Those two young masters are here again."

Two young masters?

This sentence reminded me suddenly, and I hurriedly asked, "Where are Senior Xia You and Momozawa?"

According to what Gojo Satoru said, didn't I just disappear for more than five days inexplicably?

On the first day of work, I was absent from work for five days. Is there any help...?

"They're very nice, they've come to see you a few times." Gojo Satoru lightly hooked the curse ring on my wrist with his index finger, and said casually: "But it's not convenient for you to see them at that time, so I sent them away. .”

Pronounced as "send away", written as "beaten violently"

I am sure.

"...In this case, I'm awake, let's go out." I gestured to the restraints on his hands and feet, "Take these off."

"No~" the man dragged his voice, "What if you run off with them later?"

"...I can't beat you." I said sincerely.

"It makes sense." He narrowed his cat's eyes and laughed, "So I refuse."

Insatiable is the perfect word to describe this person.

With a dark face, I stood up simply, and subconsciously wanted to use the reversal technique to eliminate the mess on my body, but found that I couldn't mobilize the magic power.

"..."

I looked back at him and said again: "Untie it."

Gojo Satoru stopped laughing and looked at me a little lonely, "This is the proof of love."

"..."

Please, go and fix your brain, I thought blankly.

After some entanglement, the two of us finally reached an agreement to release the spell confinement before returning to the high school.

Wearing the casual clothes given by the butler named Nakama, he stepped into the sunlight.There is no strong aroma in the air, which even makes me a little uncomfortable.

"Butler Zhongjian, do I seem to have something wrong?" I turned my head and asked suspiciously the old butler beside me who had been frightened since we met.

"Master Asuka, I'm being rude!" Nakama hastily bowed, "It's because your elegance is too dazzling!"

"..."

No wonder Wujo Wu is so confident. He grew up listening to this kind of talk since he was a child.

"Excuse me, can you take me to the two people you just mentioned?" Ignoring his exaggerated words, I continued to ask.

Nakama looked at Gojo Satoru next to me with some hesitation, and he breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a signal from him to raise his eyebrows, and quickly said, "Master Asuka, please follow me."

I stared at the butler's attitude of walking on thin ice, and couldn't help but be speechless.It turns out that Gojo Satoru is in his own family, and he came from the style of a tyrant.

Black hearted boss.

It took almost ten minutes for the promenade with many twists and turns before it suddenly became clear.

However, the atmosphere in the atrium did not seem to be very good, especially Gojo Satoru entered the arena one step ahead of me, which made the murderous aura even stronger.

I stopped and stood silently behind the colonnade, ready to stare at the situation in front of me first.

In fact, the biggest reason is that I have a guilty conscience.

Because of the current state, I have a weird sense of hooking up with wild men behind my back.

Just as I was deep in thought, there was a conversation between three people in the atrium.

First, Momozawa Osamu asked sharply, "Gojo Satoru, bring him back! Xiaotiao is not your vassal, why don't you let me see him?"

"Tsk, I've said it all." Gojo Satoru's voice was leisurely like teasing a dog, "I have important things to do with him recently."

"If the puppy is lonely, let Jie accompany you. You seem to have a good relationship."

"Enlightenment!" Xia Youjie sipped coldly, "What's going on now?"

"Since you took him away, you have directly closed Wutiao's family until now, why?"

"What the hell happened to him?"

"Jay."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "It's rare that you talk so much. I told you, there is something very important."

"Did something happen to him?" Xia Youjie asked in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'm confessing." Gojo Satoru turned sideways, stretched out his hand in my direction, and said with a smile: "Actually, Dumbbird already has my child, so he will faint that day."

"Probably due to lack of nutrition, so I took him back to Wutiao's home for miscarriage."

I:"......"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Momozawa Osamu: Draw the sword.

Housekeeper: In a trance·jpg

The author has something to say: I won’t watch this year’s Oscars without the five teachers!

And, Wutiao teacher taught everyone how to use the spell correctly (dog head)

Regarding the smell, everyone can understand it as the feeling of pheromone, but the effect is not so strong, and the atmosphere is fragrant.

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感谢在2021-02-2520:31:27~2021-02-2621:00:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Lucifer;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Silence, Yuzhou Singing Night, Flowering Pinellia Liulidai, 5t5's favorite eyelashes, Junkie, and Shuangtian Yanming 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of junkie; I am going to lv him today, salmon feast, 10 bottles of Chenghua da da da; 1 bottle of pearl plum super delicious;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!