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Fortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't continue this question. He took the alarm clock from Zenyuan Shiya, turned it off, and put it back on the table.

Zenyuan even lowered his head, with a look of "As long as I can't see you, you don't exist".

Gojo Satoru felt funny looking at it, and he felt teased again.

"So, why didn't you answer Wutiao's first question? Why didn't you sleep?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He doesn't have any secrets about Gojo Satoru now, it's good to just say it straight.

But listening to Gojo Satoru's tone, he didn't want to talk anymore, he always felt that Gojo Satoru was not seriously asking him why he didn't sleep, and always felt that something bad was waiting for him.

"Stop calling yourself Brother Wutiao..." He changed the subject, "It's too childish!"

Although it is a change of subject, this is also his strong appeal.

Why do you keep talking like this?Why do you keep imitating what he calls when he's out of his mind?Why do you keep reminding him of such a shameful thing?

Gojo Satoru put one hand on Zenyuan Shiya's shoulder, and rubbed Zenyuan Shiya's head with the other hand, as if stroking a cat, and asked very comfortably: "Don't you like it? Don't you—"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a touch of warmth on his mouth.

Zen Yuan even covered his mouth.

"Don't talk about it!" Chanyuan Shi Ye said in shame and indignation, "It's all over, don't keep mentioning it all the time!"

He was full of anger, and his eyes were wide open, making people look... want to bully even more.

"Why?" Gojo Satoru asked vaguely.

Zenyuan Shi also found that Wujo Wu could still make a sound, and his eyes widened even more. He stretched out his left hand and stroked the back of Wujo Wu's neck, and tried to block Wujo Wu's mouth with both hands.

As for Gojo Satoru... his eyes narrowed, looking very happy.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He didn't understand what the man was happy about.

Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his palm.

Such a familiar feeling... He knew that Gojo Satoru was licking his palm again.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

This time it was definitely on purpose!

His palms are not sweet, why do you want to lick him?

For a while, it was not for him to let go, nor was it not for him not to let go.

"You, don't move..." he yelled.

Wujo Wujo tilted his head, "What are you talking about?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He broke the jar and let go of his hand.

But Wujo Wu still hugged him, and he couldn't stay away from Wujo Wu, so he could only continue to pretend to be an ostrich in front of Wujo Wu.

Oh, and the drool in the palm of my hand...

He thought for a while, and wiped it directly on Gojo Satoru's face.

However, just when his hand was about to touch Gojo Satoru's face, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his face and let his hand land on his lips.

Gojo Satoru's hand followed, pinching his wrist before he tried to escape.

Then... Zenyuan Shi also widened his eyes again.

He watched Gojo Satoru grab his wrist and lick his palm again.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

This time it was absolutely, absolutely, definitely on purpose!

"you……"

Gojo Satoru didn't think there was any problem with this matter, he tilted his head and smiled, and said, "Sweet."

Zenyuan Shi couldn't keep silent anymore, he retorted: "Where is it sweet? It's not sweet at all, okay?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him and asked, "How do you know it's not sweet? Have you already tasted it?"

His tone was very frivolous, with a feeling of needing to be beaten.

And from his expression, Zen Yuanshi also tasted some other meanings.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be saying: Are you so perverted that you can lick your own hand?

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He was startled by his brain power, and immediately replied: "Of course I haven't tasted it, who would lick his own hand for nothing!"

Gojo Satoru put away the frivolity on his face and turned serious.

As if discussing a very serious issue with Chanyuan Shiya, he looked at Chanyuan Shiya's hand seriously, then pulled it to Chanyuan Shiya, and said seriously: "Since you haven't tasted it, how can you know it? Isn't it sweet?"

Zenyuan even felt something was wrong and wanted to run away.

But Gojo Satoru's other hand was still tightly around his shoulder, not giving him a chance to escape at all.

Gojo Satoru continued to be serious and serious: "Yeah, taste it, you will know whether it is sweet or not after a taste."

After saying this, he said as if talking to himself: "Is there something wrong with my sense of taste? Why do I feel so sweet?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

It would be a ghost if his palms were sweet. Who would have sweet palms in normal people?

He might have sweated a bit just now, not only is it not sweet, but it should be salty as well.

However, when he looked up, he saw Gojo Satoru was still looking at him seriously, as if waiting for him to do a major experiment.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

When he is stupid?How could he really lick it.

and……

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of his palm, and there was no trace of it.

But he knew what had been there.

He remembered the initial warmth, and also the coolness of sliding through the air afterwards.

but……

Gojo Satoru was still looking at him seriously, the corners of his lips that were raised before were constantly falling, his happy expression gradually turned into aggrieved.

——He's pretending!

——He's pretending!

——He's pretending!

Even the Chanyuan could not stop shouting in his heart.

But in the end, he still leaned forward, avoiding the place that was once warm and then slightly cold, and stuck out the tip of his tongue at the base of his little finger to taste it.

Looking up at Wujo Wu, under Wujo Wu's serious expression, he said his conclusion after the experiment: "It's not sweet."

"Huh? Is that so?" Gojo Satoru showed an expression of disbelief.

Of course, the experiment cannot be done only once or twice, and more accurate results can be obtained by doing it many times.

Gojo Satoru pulled Zenyuan Shiya's hand back in front of him.

Zenyuan Shiye: "!!!!"

He sensed what Gojo Satoru was going to do, so he tried his best to free his hand.

However, how can he do it.

So, he watched Gojo Satoru grab his hand and lick it again.

The itching in the palm of his hand made his fingers curl up uncontrollably.

His mind was muddy again, and the last question he thought about clearly was: Gojo Satoru seemed to have touched the spot he had just licked.

·

Gojo Satoru grabbed Zenyuan Shiya's hand, saw Zenyuan Shiya was stunned again, and finally laughed again.

What fun, his cat.

I still want to continue to bully, but it's too late now, the growing cat needs to sleep.

With a slight force on the hand on Zenyuan Shiye's shoulder, he pulled the absent-minded Zenyuan Shiye into his arms.

When he glanced at the content on the computer screen, he ignored it directly, picked up the Zen garden and turned around to leave.

He had already seen those things when he first came to Shiya in the Buddhist monastery, after all, he was a person with six eyes.

But the most important thing now is to put his cat to sleep, other things can be discussed later.

After putting Zenyuan Shiya on the bed and sitting down, Gojo Wu said, "Shiya, do you want me to help you undress?"

Zenyuan even woke up suddenly, and his reaction was super-dao: "Don't!"

"Hush——" Gojo Satoru pressed his index finger on Zenyuan Shiya's lips, "Don't be too loud, it will wake Hui and Tsumiji."

Zen Yuan even shut up immediately.

But it seemed that it was too late, he heard a knock on the door, followed by Fu Heihui's awkward voice: "Uncle...Uncle?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

I didn't expect that the first time I heard my nephew calling him uncle would be on such an occasion.

"It's okay..." he replied, "I had a nightmare, it's okay."

"En." Fu Heihui didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the toilet.

He wasn't woken up by Shiya's voice from Zenyuan, he just woke up at this time to go to the toilet, and he just heard the voice from Shiya's room in Zenyuan.

but……

He seemed to hear the voice of another person in Shiye's room?It seems to be... Gojo Satoru?

Walking down the corridor, he yawned.

He must have heard it wrong, how could Gojo Satoru be in Shiya's room in the Zen garden so late.

·

The Chanyuan Shi in the room also pricked up his ears, and he was relieved after confirming that Fu Heihui had left.

Then, he heard Gojo Satoru ask him again: "Why? Am I so shameless?"

The Chanyuan even said: "???"