The strongest conjurer wants me to confess

In the dark basement, only a lamp above the head exudes warm yellow light, and the red single sofa is spotless.

Kongxian waved goodbye to Yuzu Yujin, and was carried by Gojo Satoru to the private movie hall next door.

She was wrong, she should have waited for the teacher to leave before appreciating movies with Youren, and she will definitely hold the expression management next time.

Forget it, although I can't watch movies with Youren, and I'm a bit lonely by myself, but I still have Curse Skeleton Bear to accompany her.

You can also sneak to the next door to look for Youren when the teacher is gone.

Miaozai Miaozai.

With a smile on his face, Kong Xian hugged the little bear on the single sofa, and said briskly: "Mr. Wutiao, then I'll watch the movie here!"

Gojo Satoru then saw the girl standing on the edge of the single sofa and hugging the little bear with a 'bye bye' expression on her face.

He smiled: "Is it because the teacher didn't express clearly? Kong Xian, what the teacher said is to appreciate movies and TV with you."

Kong Xian, who was saying goodbye to his teacher, froze with a pretty smile.

The teacher had to watch her watch the film, which meant that she couldn't visit the prison next door.

Good guy, it's one-on-one tutoring by a famous teacher.

"No need, Mr. Wutiao, you are so busy, not to mention you have watched all these films..." Kong Xian rubbed the little bear, "It's enough to watch the films with Mana Kui, don't bother the teacher."

Look at how considerate his students are, they don't want to trouble him even if he is busy.

But he has plenty of time.

"Your gloves can isolate the output of the spell power. If you wear gloves, the curse skeleton will not be able to perceive the spell power, but once you take off the gloves and touch the curse skeleton—"

"The cursed bones will be blown up by you."

Gojo Satoru took a sudden step forward, spreading his hands in a scary pose.

Kong Xian was taken aback by surprise, took a step back, and looked down at the snot-soaked bear: What the teacher said was too reasonable.

"But this is not a curse skeleton, it's an ordinary little bear." Gojo Satoru leaned over and took the bear from Kong Xian's hand, "If it was a curse skeleton, you would have been beaten long ago."

Kong Xian looked down at his empty little hand, and was a little nervous: "Then teacher, can't I cultivate the output of my own spell power through the spell, could it be—"

Are you going to run [-]?

Seeing the girl's nervous face, Wujo Wujo reached out and took her hand, but as soon as he touched it, the girl grabbed her hand tightly.

He was slightly stunned.

Did she understand what he meant so quickly?

Then I saw the girl raised her face to look at him, with a pitiful expression on her face: "No, teacher, I haven't eaten enough at noon, I can't run."

No, eat, full.

Run, no, move.

Gojo Satoru understood what she meant in an instant, and a nasty smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "But, compared to Youruhito-san, who is outstanding in melee combat, Kong Xian's melee combat is exceptionally inferior!"

Li Speed ​​Double F barely relied on the devil's training to upgrade to Li Speed ​​Double D's empty-string calf trembling.

In the past, although she resisted the [-] meters in her heart, she still obediently went to exercise, but today is different. Today, she saw Youren watching a movie, and she was hungry.

This is the film and television appreciation class that thousands of students yearn for, and free potato chips and cola popcorn are provided.

Kong Xian bit his lip, drooped his head, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, I want to appreciate movies and TV, I—"

Gojo Satoru looked down at the girl's sharp red ears, and finally listened to the girl for a long time, and finally said:

"Thieves can write movie reviews!"

He couldn't help laughing.

"Alright, seeing that you want to watch a movie so much, teacher, I can reluctantly accompany you to watch it."

"As soon as your hand touches the curse skeleton, it will blow up the curse skeleton, but it won't when it touches my hand, so, the teacher can reluctantly lend you a hand to hold it."

Kong Xian looked down at himself holding the teacher's hand tightly: what the teacher said was so reasonable, there seemed to be no other way to watch the film.

She raised her head slightly, but saw him with one hand in his pocket, his head lowered, the outline of his face was soft under the lamp, his jaw line was distinct, and the corners of his mouth were turned up.

She could feel his smile even though her eyes were covered by a blindfold.

He frowned in confusion: Why doesn't the teacher look reluctant at all?

But she didn't think too much about it, she just thought that Teacher Wutiao is really a good teacher who cares about students, and she provides one-on-one tutoring in film and television appreciation.

Gojo Satoru stuffed three packs of potato chips with a lot of chips into her arms, holding one hand: "I recommend honey, chocolate, and ice cream."

Kong Xian's eyes fell on the single sofa, and he was in trouble: "Teacher, this is a single sofa—"

"You sit on the sofa, I can sit on the floor." Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

When he was with Fu Heihui, if there was only one seat, he always sat on the floor.

Just as he was about to sit down, he felt a force in his hand, and a girl's anxious voice came from the side of his voice: "Don't! Teacher, don't sit on the floor!"

Kong Xian pulled up the man who was about to sit on the ground, it was rare to use such a strong force, but fortunately he pulled.

Gojo Satoru realized for the first time that her hand strength was not weak, and he was slightly dazed.

A bold idea flashed in my mind, yes, it's not impossible for two people to squeeze together.

At worst, he hugged her and sat on the single sofa.

But the girl squatted down, took out a tissue from her pocket, and muttered: "Teacher, your hygiene awareness is a bit poor, the floor is so dirty, you need to wipe it first."

"..." Gojo Satoru bent down to look at her.

Her voice and expression were so serious that he was even ashamed of the bold idea that flashed through his mind just now.

He will be ashamed?How can it be!

As soon as Kongxian raised his eyes, he saw the teacher staring at him, without thinking much, his eyes were squinted: "Teacher, wipe it clean!"

Gojo Satoru looked away from her face, turned his head and pretended to complain: "The floor is too cold."

Then he sat down on the sofa.

Putting his hands on his knees neatly, and putting his legs together neatly, the 1.9-meter tall man huddled in the corner of the single sofa, leaving a small half of the space without any reluctance.

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Kongxian was a little confused, didn't Wutiao teacher want to sit on the floor by himself in the first place?

Huihui said that Teacher Wutiao's mental age is only three years old, and he thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it.Now it seems that it makes sense.

"Okay, then I'll sit on the floor!" Seeing the teacher so attached to the sofa, Kong Xian didn't mind whether the floor was cold or not, so she patted the floor and wanted to sit down.

Suddenly a force came from her wrist, and before her butt hit the floor, she was lifted up.

Kong Xian looked at Gojo Satoru in bewilderment.

"I said the floor is too cold." Wujo Wu frowned, "Kongxian, you should sit on the sofa too."

"Girls can't catch a cold, right?"

Confused, Kong Xian was pressed on the sofa, and squeezed a single sofa with the teacher very reluctantly.

It was barely enough that the two of them had to stick close to each other, and the surroundings were filled with a faint smell of dessert and a little inexplicable hotness.

Teacher Wutiao is so addicted to sweets, she has to suspect that he grew up in a sugar jar.

Even the latest movies didn't arouse Gojo Satoru's interest at all. He lowered his head a little bored, but saw the girl eating potato chips and watching the movie with an extremely focused expression. She didn't even have her body almost nestled into his arms. aware.

She seemed so secure.

He put one hand on the back of the sofa and rested his chin on the other, and asked her, "How is it? Isn't this morgue scary?"

Kong Xian watched with relish: "It's a bit."

"Fake the corpse, cheat the corpse, it's all plasma, and the internal organs are flying out! Isn't it scary?"

Kong Xian frowned, raised his hand and stuffed chocolate chips into his mouth, without taking his eyes off the screen for half a second.

"Watch movies in a civilized manner, please don't make loud noises."

Although Gojo Satoru is her respected teacher of the people, Kongxian doesn't want to talk to him because the movie is so good.

Although a little scared, I still don't want to miss a minute.

The more I am afraid, the more I want to see it.

Gojo Satoru shut up, and even lowered his voice of eating potato chips. He looked down at the girl who shrank towards him because of fear.

Her hands are so soft, he couldn't help thinking that her body must also be soft, and it must be extremely comfortable to hold in his arms.

After watching horror movies all afternoon and all night, Kong Xian's mind was filled with bloody and horrifying images, and he couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't know why Mr. Wujo was so obsessed with horror movies, but she could only be humble.

In terms of actual age, she respects the elderly.

In terms of psychological age, she loves children.

After all, Megumi said that Mr. Gojo's mental age is only three years old.

Kong Xian rolled and kicked his legs on the bed, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, he fell off the bed, sat down at the desk immediately, and opened a small pink book.

Youruhito-san is resurrected!

Her entrepreneurial partner is resurrected!

Life is endless, entrepreneurship is endless, 6 words of nonsense, she is finally going to start a business, sister!

Perhaps it was inspired by watching horror movies all afternoon and one night, she poked the pen, and immediately thought of a promotional slogan that was enough to attract people's attention.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, she tiredly closed "Rural Wealth Planning Book 1.0".

At the same time, the screen of the mobile phone of Yuzu Yuren, who was watching movies late at night, turned his head to read the news.

Don't forget the original intention$: Yuren, see you on the rooftop after school tomorrow afternoon! !

At night, Gojo Satoru rolled and kicked his long legs on the bed, stared at the ceiling for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the girl shrank into a ball in fright, but her eyes were shining.

What bad thoughts could he have?It wasn't intentional to scare her into choosing horror movies for her to watch, it was just to amuse her.

As a result, he couldn't fall asleep.

Obviously he didn't watch horror movies much, and those horror movies were not scary at all.

Why can't I sleep?

Gojo Satoru buried his head in the pillow, and stopped thinking about what happened on the single sofa, and ended up being even more unable to fall asleep.

A girl with a blushing face appeared in her mind, she opened her ears pointedly with red ears, and her voice was soft and soft, "I've been thinking about you all night"...

Gojo Satoru turned over.

Kongxian thought about him all night last night.

She also made him milk tea, poked badminton, let him paint his nails, set off fireworks for him, and held his hand to watch movies together...

Gojo Satoru touched his chin, and couldn't help but start to make a bold guess: In fact, the insane person must be an empty string...

How could she be tempted by the teacher?

Oh, the object of her attraction is the invincible and handsome Gojo Satoru, so it is understandable.

To sum up, Gojo Satoru happily fell asleep.