The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

With a sound of "Bo", the cap is opened, and the white paste cylinder is slightly protruded with the clockwise rotation of the bottom.

I held my breath, and followed the boy's beautiful lip shape delicately and delicately.

Because of my poor hands, a little bit of the lipstick was out of bounds, but it was not a big problem. I stretched out a few fingers and carefully wiped off the lipstick on the outside.

The index finger brushes the upper lip.

Ring finger brushed against lower lip.

Little finger scrapes lightly over the edge.

Use the body temperature of your fingertips to speed up spreading and penetration...

After I was done, I stepped back a little, and just wanted to appreciate the finished product in front of me, when I suddenly felt a pain in my fingertips.

The other fingers that were still in Gojo Satoru's hand were suddenly tightened by him.

"what……"

Thinking that my prank was exposed, I was about to confess and say sorry, but the boy who opened his eyes covered his mouth with his other big hand.

He tilted his head towards me to indicate Hui's direction, and I nodded knowingly.

Just when I thought this person was going to sneak out of the room with me, I was caught off guard by the other person who grabbed my arm and dragged me back a little.

...directly brought to the inner compartment.

The door of the room was blocked by Gojo Satoru, and the master bedroom where Hui existed was isolated from the outside.

Still confused, I felt the scorching breath on my neck.

It was only later that I realized that the breathing of the person behind me was a little short compared to usual.

and many more.

In this state, it is still early in the morning.

Shouldn't...

Sure enough, I heard him say:

"You really trust me, little white bird."

"Even I may not be able to hold on to such intensive contact in the early morning..."

I:"……!"

After digesting, a swear word beginning with F floated above his head, and at the same time, there was a burst of heat that was enough to boil the water in Brother Cheng's kettle in an instant.

Careless.

After scolding myself all over in my heart, I finally realized that the series of actions just now were not playing tricks.

It's playing with fire.

So when did this guy wake up?

Half way?Or were you playing tricks on me from the start?

But no matter what, it will develop into the current situation, probably neither of the two of them expected at the beginning...

I can't control that much anymore, reason tells me that the most important thing right now is to break through the door.

If you stay here any longer, you are sure that it will turn into content that will be harmonized by "beep--" or "koukou".

"Don't be afraid."

Seeing that I was stiff and about to struggle to get up, my hot body rustled closer and hugged me from behind.

"I... won't force the little white bird to do nasty things."

The muffled voice in her ear was so low and hoarse, Shiratori sensed something warm and fluffy coming over and rubbed her shoulder forbearance.

"..."

Although this kind of contact is not the first time between the two, even when they were young, the two little ones huddled under the same quilt and played games with difficulty in order to avoid Xia You's night rounds.

But this time is different, even if she is as dull as she can vaguely feel that both the heat and the touch at this moment are different and unusual from any previous time.

Bang bang, bang.

Mixed sounds.

"So what do you think I don't hate?"

Maybe I really short-circuited my brain and asked a very idiotic question.

"Well, I don't know, often I can't see what Shiratori is thinking."

"Really, sometimes, even Six Eyes can't help you."

Thinking like a sleepwalker, Wujo Wu's lips moved slightly as he opened and closed his words.

The soft lips that are still stained with ice-cold ointment can be easily separated from the sensitive and thin skin on the upper neck...

"Well."

Itchy, very itchy.

Itchy, hot fever.

The physical sense, of course, also includes the psychological sense, messily mixed together.

It was like a cream cake that was smashed on the ground and then stirred in circles.

I thought, Nitro's lipstick hurt me, it made the back of my neck feel greasy, reminding me of something bad...

I wondered if Gojo Satoru had applied it thicker at that time, or if Nitzi had given me a more moisturizing lip mask, would his mouth be drawn like this if he put it on and put it on?

Judging from the above messy mental activities, you will know that I am a little delirious at this time.

Then, the white fur that was full of vitality in the morning rubbed against me for a while, and finally showed signs of letting me go.

His hands were still hot, grabbing my shoulders and pushing them away.

"Sorry, sorry, did I scare you?"

Gojo Satoru said, Fluffy left my neck.

"Ah, but speaking of it, I can feel my heart beating just by touching the little white bird's shoulder."

"You have a strong heart, it's amazing."

returned to its former tone.

It seems to be discussing the strategy of deciphering RPG or galgame in a sparse and ordinary way.

Are you trying to forcefully change the subject by pretending nothing happened?

"Thank you, the heart rate is too fast because I was scared," so I also used my usual tone, and started to forcefully turn, "When I accidentally touched it just now, I felt that the size was incredible."

"Shush competition must easily win No.1, it's great."

We were both silent after we finished speaking.

"Little white bird... don't you think the topic has been changed too abruptly?" He said in a difficult tone.

"I should tell you this sentence." I frowned with a wooden face.

He was silent, and the topic jumped back without warning: "It was you who set the fire first, and I..."

"Since you're awake, don't pretend to be asleep!"

"..."

Ok.

I admit I was wrong too.

Just when my head was in a mess, I thought about one thing clearly.

The child in front of me, this cat that was only so small a long time ago has grown up.

Maybe starting today, maybe a little earlier, I shouldn't treat him like I used to.

Touch, hug, sense of distance.

None of this was a problem before us.

But if it is applied to today's vigorous and bloody days, a little carelessness will lead to misfires.

It will be like a microwave oven with eggs in it, it will be like impure hydrogen gas being ignited, and it will blow us all over our heads and faces.

I sat between Gojo Satoru's long legs, thinking about it with a calm mind like smoking an afterthought.

I can feel the palm of my hand being held by him, turning over and over again, and playing with it.

Leaning against the door, he seemed to be thinking about something silently.

After a few seconds, we spoke at the same time.

"I……"

"you……"

"Ladies first," he said.

"We," I said, "shall we keep our distance from now on?"

I finished speaking and waited for his reply.

He was petulant, he didn't reply, but said what he was going to say in the first place.

"Are you going to try to date me?"

"..."

"..."

"Don't use questions to answer questions!" I jumped up and touched his chin, "What about the answer?"

"My problem is more important!" He grinned in pain, and pressed my shoulder down like a spring, "Listen to people!"

"You're the one who never hears what people are saying!" I yelled at him.

"I know! My answer is: I don't want it!" He also roared back, "So where's your answer!?"

"...you actually yell at me?" I blinked and glared at him.

The voice is aggrieved.

"..."

He didn't seem to know that I could be so shameless, and he did everything he could to change the subject.

He lost.

The strongest, he was defeated by the shamelessness of a weak woman like me.

In the end, Gojo Satoru pressed his lips against the fabric of my shoulders in desperation, and wiped off the lipstick that had been applied as a prank.

Then I listened to him complaining about something and nothing in an aggrieved voice that I knew at a glance.

For example, a long time ago, when he saw me put on an apron and braid Xia Youjie, he would be so angry that he would eat three extra cans of biscuits.

For example, when I saw me playing a pocky game with Nitro, I would run out angrily and buy all the pockys in nearby convenience stores and supermarkets and sell them out quickly.

For another example, he deliberately bought extra-large loose clothes for Fu Heisher that can be worn by pregnant women.

When I came back to my senses, I had already done various things unconsciously.

All kinds of origins are because of me.

"I think," he said earnestly, scratching his hair, "this is love."

I:"……"

Don't touch porcelain love.

Take a deep breath and remind yourself not to be angry, not to be angry.

I asked Gojo Satoru: "So, you stole and ate the three jars of cookies that I had disappeared?"

"Hmm." He nodded.

"It's because of you that I couldn't buy a pocky for a month?"

He nodded again.

I laughed at his honesty at the moment.

But he was angry and felt that his honest confession was a little cute.

Before, I only regarded Wutiao as a cat, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong no matter how noisy I was around.

But now, things have a magical development, a magical direction.

That is, one day I suddenly realized that my cat had grown up and developed, turned into a handsome human, and even said that he liked me and wanted to fall in love with me.

Faced with this situation, should I agree?

……

...

Needless to say?

Of course I promised him!

Promise him!

then……

That's how she became Gojo Satoru's girlfriend.

Although at first glance it seems a bit sloppy, but when I think about it carefully, Wutiao has indeed made my heart beat three times in recent days.

Well, plus today's is four times.

It is said that there are no more than three things. After three years, it should not be an illusion.

It means that I still call him.

Taking a step back, even if this love didn't work out in the end, it doesn't matter if he dumped me or I broke up with him.

After all, there are 35 billion men in the world. I can change a piece of chewing gum if I accidentally swallow it or if it becomes tasteless.

However, there is one more thing...

Since Gojo Satoru often behaves like a naive ghost, sometimes I really can't treat him as a peer.

Sometimes it's true that I want to be his father.

With this in mind, I worriedly poked at the guy who had upgraded to boyfriend behind me:

"Let's discuss, will you be more mature in the future?"

Him: "Huh?"

"Well," I said, "if you keep your current character, it feels like I'm dating a mentally retarded elementary school student or something. It always feels a bit like... a crime."

Although my thinking angle is very strange and very radio wave, but sometimes I eat it with Gojo Satoru's childlike face and his character, it really feels very immoral!

"It's ok."

Gojo Satoru said that not only was he connected to my brainwaves, but he was not at all angry at me for treating him like a primary school student.

He turned my head around, put my forehead against each other, and gently rubbed the tip of my nose against mine.

The thin strands of hair and eyelashes were indistinguishably tangled together, and brushed against my closed eyelids in an embarrassingly soft way.

I heard him open his mouth to speak... His breath hit his cheek, and the cool and sweet smell of mint wafted.

Guess it's either the smell of new toothpaste, or the peppermint crispy cone he just cleaned up before he crawled next to my bed and went back to sleep.

—So what did he say?

You know, even in this sweet atmosphere of having just established a relationship and surrounded by small cakes that are about to be baked, Gojo Satoru naturally can't say anything good.

He said: "It doesn't matter, the little white bird is more suitable for elementary school students in terms of face and height~"

He held my face and rubbed it back and forth, and he seemed in a good mood.

"Ah, especially the height, on the contrary, my sense of guilt is stronger... Ouch."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Before he finished speaking, I bumped him away with my head. "I've been drinking milk recently! I'll grow taller, so don't worry about it!"

Just hammering it over is certainly not enough to relieve the anger.

I, who has always been very vengeful, was about to repay it twice, but my eyes suddenly moved down and noticed something.

Well, somewhere.

At this moment, I felt that the little peacock, who was still smug in his heart just now, shrank back into a useless little quail.

sorry……

I withdraw my foreword.

No elementary school student can have such a considerable place.

Hello, I pretended to be greeting it—Xiao Xiaowu, you are still alive after so long.

Alas, Gojo Satoru can endure.

Maybe seeing that I was easily scared again, the boy laughed in a low voice, stretched out his big hand, and turned my body around like a swivel chair.

"Anxin, Anxin." He patted my head, stroking the hair down inch by inch according to the shape of the head, "Didn't I say that? I won't do anything you hate, little white bird."

My face was a little hot, so I put my legs together and let him hug me, maintaining a self-closing knee-hugging posture under the cover of Gojo Satoru.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, so I had nothing to say: "Hey, according to what you say, we will be considered accomplices in the future?"

My chin tapped on my knee, I asked softly.

"Ok?"

Gojo Satoru made a questioning monotone, as if he was still in the state of a sage trying to calm down, and didn't react.

"That is to say—" I took his very, very big hand, clasped it, shook it, and brought people into my logic, "I feel that I am in love with an elementary school student, and you also feel that I am in love with an elementary school student. Both are committing crimes, so complicity."

"Since I've become a couple/accomplice who share weal and woe, from now on I won't despise your childishness, and you can't always hold on to my flawed height."

"One word - don't call me short again!"

Regardless of whether he understood or not, the last sentence is the key point anyway.

After I finished speaking, I felt that my logic was very clear and my emotions were very rich, so I looked at him seriously.

Him: "Pfft."

Him: "Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Who knows, Gojo Satoru was amused by me.

He laughed happily, saying that I was cute, while laughing so that his whole body was shaking.

Take me and shake with him like a snake.

"Stupid," he pulled me up, hugged me a little tighter, and we got closer, and then said to me, "it's not a crime for a primary school student to fall in love with a primary school student, girlfriend."

"That's...puppy love?" I was shocked, "Wouldn't it be worse?"

"No, no, no, it's young and promising." Wujo Satoru, who closed his eyes, muttered.

Obviously out of my mind.

Forget it, with his state of being on the string, he can't be expected to have a brain.

He bit his finger and rolled his eyes a few times.

After a battle between heaven and man, I finally whispered:

"That... do you need my help?"

It means something like "get it out".

Hmm, although it is very disharmonious, it should be very common for male and female friends to do this kind of thing, right?

Gojo Satoru leaned on me and shook his head: "It's not because of this kind of thing that I want to associate with Shiratori."

"Then I avoid it for a while?" I said, "If you delay for too long, will it... no, not healthy?"

"Well, health...what should I do, I don't really want to let you go now?" He said, as if thinking about it seriously, and then called my name, "Little White Bird?"

"Hmm." I replied.

"Give me a kiss?" He hugged me and shook.

"Will kissing you feel better?" I imitated his refrain.

The fingers holding my shoulder tightened: "Mmmmm."

When I nodded, my soft hair rubbed against the back of my neck.

what……

His little nasal voice is so cute >

Then I gritted my teeth: "To my dear."

"Great!"

The big cat that was used as a cushion behind me swished a bit, as if smelling catnip.

Suddenly hesitantly stopped.

"...Where is the kiss?" He asked blankly, "Is it just for the face? Or the cat ears that don't exist?"

"puff--"

I was amused by his careful and cautious look.

Think about it, this guy is so big, but he can't feel the weight at all when he hugs him from behind.

Don't say that the strength is not strong, it's better to say that there is a fragile object in the circle when treating his girlfriend.

The voice is also like some kind of small animal that is afraid of disturbing the foothold in the courtyard and may fly away at any time. It melts into the air softly like the marshmallow silk on the tip of the tongue.

If I hadn't seen him exorcising the curse, I would almost suspect that he is such a character.

So, is this the special treatment for Gojo Satoru's girlfriend?

Loved it.

"Be confident, boyfriend," I immediately raised my head in a good mood, looking up into his blue eyes, "Of course I can kiss anywhere."

When I said this, I was still very concerned about the lsp and couldn't help but glance down...

Then he was pressed stubbornly by Dawu and turned back.

She had to turn her back to him in an extremely insecure posture.

"You're actually shy, Wutiao..."

I wanted to laugh at him, but the last word "Enlightenment" twitched on my lips, making a soft hum...

"Well."

The side of the neck... was bitten.

Did it start here?

Could it be because Gojo Satoru likes to eat sweet duck necks, so he inexplicably has a soft spot for necks?

I cue myself to relax, relax.

Trying to rely on focusing on strange places to relieve the scalding electric current rushing to the whole body from the junction of the two.

Gojo Satoru had tiger teeth when he was young, and the pointy parts became more obvious after the teeth were replaced.

It has become so easy to see when he laughs viciously.

He put this pair of Huya to good use now.

Hold it in your mouth, take a bite, hold it and grind it, and finally stretch out the tip of your tongue to lick it comfortingly in fear of pain.

This and that and that and that.

I have reason to suspect that he treats me like an Oreo or something.

But even as a small biscuit in his mouth, I was still so spineless that I was about to melt.

"No bites, no bites!"

When the ears were also caught, and I was about to suffer from it, I hid his cat-tooth killer and shrunk into a small ball, and stuck the five Wuhu's hands behind me to prevent my head from hitting the floor.

"I'm sorry," he squinted his eyes with a look of satisfaction, sticking out his tongue to lick his lips, "I never knew before that girls can be as fragrant and soft as mitarai dumplings."

If another person said this to me, I might still force myself to regard this sentence as love words.

It is analogous to "you are my beauty".

But when the object of the speech was changed to Wujo Satoru, the meaning of it was open to question.

Perhaps in the eyes of the other party, his girlfriend is very delicious.

in a physical sense.

"Thank you for the compliment!" So I gave him an elegant white eye, rubbing the itchy place where I was bitten all the way, "I never knew that falling in love with a virgin is so tiring, that's all you can do Nibble back and forth?"

"...##"

"Boom-"

The field of vision suddenly switched, and in front of him was the delicate face of the young man looking down.

After blinking, he realized that his body had been knocked down and suppressed by the person in front of him just now, and now it was embedded in the cold floor.

"It's so cold...the floor." I said, avoiding Gojo Satoru's icy gaze.

"So, I made you hot?"

He may also be inexperienced and don't know what to say.

He even cheated by throwing out a line from the little butter we played together.

Kind of... eerily cute.

I moved around like a worm, and found that I was tightly circled, so I had to look at the big cat that threw me down again:

"Didn't Satoru say he wouldn't do things I hate?"

look.

I even changed my name, which is enough to show how sincere I am now.

"Do you hate this kind of thing, Shiratori?" He actually asked me back, gently rubbed my face with his fingertips, and smiled slowly, "Or, do you hate doing this kind of thing with me?"

"No, it's just..."

It's just that you don't think this speed is a bit fast?

Uh... wait a minute?

What is a normal couple like?

Will you also meet at high speed after establishing a relationship?

bad.

No experience.

How can I say that other people are virgins?

It's completely half a catty.

"—just what?"

"It's just that we haven't bought it yet..."

In order not to be ridiculed as "immature" or "Oh Kawaii Kudo", I could only pretend to be very mature with the corners of my mouth collapsed, and made a circle gesture at him.

Well, it's not that I dare not, I'm cowardly.

It's that we don't have TT at hand!

"Ah, that?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and immediately deepened his perfect smile, "It's okay, I will drive [Infinity] all the time, does the [Infinity] little white bird know?"

"—It means that the distance is infinitely narrowed, but it means that it cannot be touched."

"It can be simply understood as a layer of infinitely compressed membrane, um, so I won't touch the little white bird?"

Also... can it still be used like this?

Been taught a lesson.

It is worthy of being the "strongest", and the ability to develop new uses by drawing inferences from one instance is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But...yeah?

Although Wu in front of me is smiling, why do I always feel that he is angry?

Are you irritated by my previous "virgin" remarks?

Hurt my self-esteem as a man...

I'm not human, and I'm sorry.

Seeing me dodging my eyes and remaining silent, the white-haired boy let out a sideways sigh as if he misunderstood something.

"I'm really sorry, I don't have experience, I don't have big breasts for you to rub, and my hair is not black, so I can't satisfy you."

I:?

Who told you I like big boobs and black hair?

So after a long time, is this guy jealous?

Whose jealous?

Big boobs?Mitsuri?

black hair?The shop manager with different pupils with a snake?Or Xia Youjie?

Or big boobs and black hair?

... Is there such a person by my side?

Although I don't understand what's going on, Shiratori is more or less interested in Gojo Satoru's novel exploration of "Infinity".

In principle, the safety factor is indeed much higher than that of TT, which can be easily pierced with a needle.

The point is...she also has desires.

There's nothing wrong with girls being hentai!

Henceforth, raising his little hand, he pulled at the boy's loose clothes while lying on his back.

Eyelashes drooping with sideways face, whispered in the sound of mosquitoes buzzing:

"Actually... it's not impossible to try."

Gojo Satoru: "...!?"

Gojo Satoru admitted that he was indeed a little bit jealous of Fu Heisher just now.

And it is also caused by a moment of anger that will introduce the old and bring forth the new and say the use method with no lower limit and no lower limit.

He didn't want it that early.

At the very least, you have to study the relevant knowledge and skills carefully, or wait until the girls grow up a bit, and all aspects are more suitable before...

However, his eyes fell, and he looked at the little one that seemed to be lying on the floor obediently with its wings folded.

On the outside of the clothes, the white and tender neck was stamped with his own mark, and the flush on the ears and knees made the other parts of the skin that came into view so white that it was heart-pounding.

Wu Tiao, who was originally dry and hot, had almost subsided, but now looking at the small flames on the girl's neck, her body was ignited again.

no problem……

He convinced himself.

——I am the strongest.

Have infinite confidence in the mastery of 【Infinity】.

As long as you manage the scum well, calculate the time correctly, and pull it out in advance, everything will be fine.

……

He fished out the limp body and hugged it easily in his arms.

The kiss fell purely and piously, and the numbing place that was bitten off by the cat was soothed and cooled by the cold lips, and gradually became comfortable.

But when she noticed that the girl in her arms was trembling unconsciously due to fear, she retracted it forbearance, and finally just rubbed up and down on the cute belly of the bird.

Gently, as if comforting a crying child with a stomach ache from a bad stomach.

Rao even such a simple sticking stick can produce a wonderful reaction, like the strong alkali dissolves in water, the breathing becomes a little faster, the exhalation is also a little hot, and the eye sockets are sobbing and crying like a mess.

In the end, when the silhouettes of a cat and a bird were pasted on the wall, one second before the graduation of virginity, suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound like a gas tank explosion in the living room of the house where he was staying.

【boom! ! ——]

"..."

"..."

Gojo Satoru stopped with a black line on his face.

I, who had endured to the limit, finally couldn't resist the shyness that was about to come out. I covered my face and kicked on the door of my feet, and slid directly from the bottom of my boyfriend's car to the bottom of the bed.

"Is it a cursed sneak attack?"

I hugged my clothes and huddled under the bed with only one head exposed.

"No," Gojo Satoru sat up slowly, cross-legged, with his palms covering his forehead, "it's Fu Heisher who is cooking."

And just like that, our first attempt ended with a big bang from some "experienced" dad.

Alas, I don't know that Xiao Xiaowu was so frightened by this...

Are you still alive?