[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

His hand was wet, and his warm fingertips directly touched her cheek.

Different from her skin which was slightly cool due to the moisture and the air, the heat that belonged to him was continuously passed on, and gradually even her face was also infected with the same temperature, and a faint tinge appeared indistinctly. of pink.

Not very obvious, but enough to be caught by Gojo Satoru.

He laughed as if he had succeeded, and when she opened her eyes, she also clearly saw the tiny shining stars in the blue ocean.

...It's a little hot.

He Ruo Zheyu blinked, sighed silently, grabbed his troubled hand, and he immediately held her in reverse, leading her to his side, and embraced her in his arms.

Then rub it skillfully.

She pushed his shoulder: "I'm going to take a bath."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru let go this time, and he seemed to be in a good mood watching her go to the bathroom, get up, and start looking around in the room.

So when He Ruo Zhe Yu finished washing quickly, he slightly opened the bathroom door, and found that the change of clothes she brought in in the small basket outside had been replaced by another nightgown that belonged to him.

She picked it up and looked at it, raising her eyebrows.

Wu seems to be very keen on letting her wear his clothes recently.

Crane Ruo Zheyu didn't have any reluctance to this, she put on the nightgown and tied it up, and because the sleeves were a bit long, she rolled it up a little.

Walking out of the bathroom, Gojo Gojo sat on the edge of the bed and waited for her bored, did nothing but just stared blankly.Hearing the sound of her coming out, he looked over at once, this time he raised his head and looked at her, his neck was tense due to his movements, pulling out sharp and beautiful lines.

He looked at her with open arms, meaning self-evidently.

She walked over and was pulled down by him again and sat on his lap facing each other.

In the next moment, with a sweet breath coming over as expected, Gojo Satoru's slender five fingers sneaked into the hair at the back of her head, completely merging her with his breath.

It was much hotter than before.

The back was so scorching that the crane was like a broken feather, and his back trembled a little.

She responded wordlessly, her hands clinging to his shoulders with some force, but he didn't care, instead he took her breath even more fiercely.

The long kiss lasted until Heruo Zheyu felt a little lack of oxygen, gently pushed him, leaned against his neck and slowly adjusted his breathing.

The timbre of her lowered voice was slightly different from usual, and she asked him with a slight smile in his ear: "Enlightenment like this will make me feel that just a kiss is not enough."

Hearing that, he replied to her with a prolonged ending: "It's not enough——."

"Really?" He Ruo Zheyu paused, "Then, how about I come to honor the "compensation" I promised Wu last night? "

Wujo Wu froze, straightened his back and looked into the eyes of Heruo Zheyu.

——That's what he thought.

"Can you?" he asked.

She pursed her lips and smiled: "What do you say?"

let him say...

There is no need to ask again.

……

Glittering sweat ran across Wu Wu's silver-white temple hair and dripped onto the white sheets. The bedside lamp turned to dark in a certain gap, reflecting the shadows of the two on the wall.

He has been intertwining her fingers with one hand all the time, and the palm of his hand has already been covered with hot and humid moisture. On this summer night, it is actually a bit hotter than the air.

Leaving scarlet marks on the neck of the woman in his arms, Gojo Satoru looked down at her, his azure blue eyes were full of sighs and satisfaction, and there was also a bit of wickedness: "Little Zheyu actually has tears. "

He raised his hand, and his warm fingertips touched the end of her red eyes again, wiping away some physiological tears.

He Ruo Zhe Yu didn't answer him, if she spoke, the overflowing voice might make her unable to believe that it belonged to her.She raised her hand to hook his neck and brought him down again, nibbling on the same place in retaliation.

The joy of youth has already heated up to love.

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When he opened his eyes and saw the delicate face close at hand, He Ruo Zheyu still had some short-circuits in his mind. He stared at that person's eyebrows and eyes for a long time before gradually recovering his memory.

Her gaze turned to the two rows of obvious teeth marks on his shoulders that were exposed in the air, and her temples jumped twice.

I really don't know what to stop if I don't take a bite.

The white quilt that was leaning against was a mess, with a faint scent of camellia, which came from a few scattered petals of the camellia—it didn't know when it fell on the bed, and he didn't notice it until later, and he joked that it was a bit appropriate for the occasion.

...It is true.

Pulling the quilt, He Ruo Zheyu slowly put his elbows on the bed and tried to sit up, but before he could fully support himself, he staggered and almost fell back again.

"Puff." A muffled laugh came from beside him.

——This man had woken up early and was watching her jokes.

Before he had time to cast a accusing look at him, Wu Tiaowu stretched out his long arm and pulled the crane into his arms again, hitting his hard chest.

He pulled the quilt with the other hand and hugged her again, propped up his upper body, moved his eyes from her eyes that were looking aside to her biting lips, a smile flashed in her blue pupils, and then slightly bent over her A kiss fell on the lips: "Good morning, Xiao Zheyu~"

"morning……."

He Ruo Zheyu responded halfway, then subconsciously stopped.

No, my voice is a little hoarse.

He naturally heard and realized why she swallowed her words in the middle of her speech, turned her head to hold back her smile, and when she caught her slightly narrowed eyes from the corner of her eye, she didn't really laugh out loud.

Gojo Satoru cleared his throat with a cough, and stared straight at her purple eyes, touching her forehead: "Hey, Xiao Zheyu has really become dull? Didn't you find anything?"

"If I become dull, Wu thinks whose fault is it?" He Ruo Zheyu raised his eyebrows and teased back, and at the same time grabbed his hand on her waist for a moment, then raised his left hand.

It's not completely unnoticed, where is the small difference.

On the ring finger, an extremely delicate ring was put on by him at some point.

Reflecting the silver ring on the finger, the pupil moved slightly.

Whether it is the sophisticated design that can still be seen without knowing the reason, or the brilliant diamond, it all exudes the breath of money.

As expected of something from Gojo Satoru.

She stared at the ring for a while, and the contents written on the watch that she found on his desktop when cleaning that day three years ago came to mind. His expression was flat, and he remained silent.

This time even Gojo Satoru began to feel a little nervous.

Even though she only gave herself "compensation" last night.

He tentatively called out: "Xiao Zheyu?"

He Ruo Zheyu raised his eyes and glanced at him, raised his ring-wearing hand and brushed the silver-white hair on the back of his neck to catch him, and the ring that had been soaked in her body temperature touched his neck without a trace of it. The coldness inexplicably made him tremble.

She took the initiative to pull the distance between the two extremely close, the woman's lips were almost pressed against his ear, and a faintly teasing voice sounded: "Could it be that Wu is going to trap me just like this?" Is it gone?"

Putting a ring on the ring finger while someone is asleep is something that only Gojo Satoru can do.

He didn't ask her a single question before, it is true that there are reasons why he has been anxious for the past three years, but-he also went his own way and made a decision without authorization, which is worthy of Wu's style.

"Isn't it possible? I've wanted to do this for a long time, Xiao Zheyu just promised me." Wujo Wu buried his head next to the neck of the woman in his arms, and the feeling of rubbing back and forth was exactly like a cat.

He Ruo folded his lips silently, "What if I say no?"

He lowered his face and rubbed harder: "No way!"

Just knew he would say that.

"Yesterday, I was still thinking, um... It's rare to feel that Wu Wu is like an adult." A smile that couldn't be concealed finally appeared in her voice, "But now it is still the same as before, and it has always been like an adult. child."

She stepped back and held his face in her hands: "Look carefully, this face has hardly changed from a few years ago."

"What?" Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, and let out a naughty smile on his lips, "If Xiao Zheyu wants to see my mature side, just say it." alright."

"Eh?... Woo."

Before the meaning of his words could be reflected in his mind, the weight he had endured all night rolled over again heavily, causing Heruo Zheyu to sink deeply into vertical and horizontal pure white folds.

This is, cheating...!

In a daze, Heruo Zheyu heard Gojo Gogo's slightly hoarse but serious voice saying in her ear: "Be my bride."

How can there be such a time...

She hugged his shoulders tightly, and was forced by him to answer him like a mosquito, okay.

In return, he acted more and more fiercely.

Tsururuo Zoru was directly carried out of the bathroom by Gojo Satoru.

It took her a lot of energy to refuse the clothes he wanted her to wear, and ordered Gojo Satoru to go to her room to find the one given to her by the night moth principal who said when she graduated, "Oriha, you can come back anytime and become a teacher of the high school." A set of teacher uniforms.

It’s great that most of the college’s uniforms have stand-up collars.

The guy who is as capricious as he wants is showing his nature to the fullest now, without any explanation, he put her on the small sofa, took the comb from the table, and insisted on combing her hair.

Just comb it, and grabbed a handful of rubber bands, as if you were going to braid her hair yourself.

Although Heruo Zheyu wasn't too tired due to years of exercise, he also lazily leaned against the back of the chair and didn't want to move, so he let him go.

small sofa on the table