The strongest conjurer wants me to confess

Kongxian was clinging to the door panel, clasping the doorknob tightly with one hand, and the wool felt in her arms was about to be squeezed and deformed by her.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't forcefully open the door, otherwise she might have pulled the door down.

All she heard was a chuckle from the other side of the door, and she seemed to say something like an idiot.

It's a little wrong time for her to come, but how can the teacher run out and open the door without putting on clothes?This is too frivolous, anyway, she is a normal high school girl, still in puberty.

Kong Xian's mind is still a bit messy, but it doesn't matter, it doesn't affect her teaching "Thought and Morality" to herself.

Question: Am I tempted by the teacher?Why is his face so red?

Answer: No, this is just a normal physiological phenomenon. Normal women will naturally blush when they see a semi-naked opposite sex with a good figure.

Question: But the first time I met Senior Dongtang, when he tore his clothes in front of everyone, my heart was at peace.

Answer: Because Aoi Todo is performing a strip show in front of everyone, Gojo Satoru is only like this in front of you, don’t worry, you definitely don’t like him.

Question: But I feel like my heart is beating faster, and I dare not look him in the eyes.

Answer: This is a normal reaction of adolescent girls facing a good-looking opposite sex. Please do not attribute the normal reaction to liking. The feelings of adolescent girls are ignorant and need correct guidance. respect.

Question: Sometimes the teacher looks at me strangely, but it actually reveals the love of my father, right?

Answer: That’s right, don’t think too much, it’s absolutely impossible for teachers and students, at least Xiaolujiang will never allow it, you should grasp the scale of communication, try to avoid skin contact, and it’s best not to be alone Avoid misfires in a room.

Q: Turns out I was just confusing liking and respect.

Answer: Yes, the "like" in adolescence is green and ignorant. This "like" is not like the other. Don't waste time on feelings, which will make you sentimental. Spend your limited and beautiful youth on Really worth it.

I get it, spend your time making money.

Kong Xian nodded heavily, she already understood that she would slip away immediately after giving the wool felt to the teacher, to avoid the two of them staying in the room.

Pay special attention to avoiding skin contact. In the future, the teacher will charge for touching her head and pinching her face, so I can't wrong my wallet.

Just so addicted to "Thought and Morality", the door behind him opened without warning, and Kongxian fell inside when his center of gravity was unstable.

Someone held his arm, and the subtle touch came clearly, and his voice was lazily laced with a smile.

"Tsk, why are you so careless, idiot."

The touched skin on the arm seemed to be electrified, just as I said in my heart to avoid skin contact, I touched it, Kong Xian shivered and dodged to the side, seriously: "Teacher, don't touch me, you will be charged!"

After thinking about it, the teacher helped her to prevent her from falling. If she said this, wouldn't the teacher be like helping an old man who fell and was extorted money?

So he quickly changed his words: "Teacher, don't help me in the future, just let me fall. My body is very weak, and I won't go to the hospital if I fall."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru couldn't understand what she was saying.

Because Fang Cai almost fell down, Kong Xian subconsciously closed his eyes, and did not look at him when Fang Cai was speaking, staring at his own toes like a wooden man.

As soon as Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at him.

As a result, the eyes moved up, and the first thing they saw was a pair of tight and powerful legs wrapped in black stockings. The shiny diamonds were like dewdrops refracted by the sun.

Kong Xian couldn't help applauding inwardly: Good legs.

Then there was the powerful narrow waist on the fluffy skirt, and the diamond-shaped hollows on it formed a belt shape, and the flesh-colored skin inside was looming.

Kong Xian couldn't help applauding inwardly: Good waist.

Finally, there is the sexy collarbone on the cross pink straps that can raise fish. The generous collar design highlights his right-angled shoulders and collarbone. With the pink ribbon on the neck, even passing ants will shout "wife" .

Kong Xian couldn't help applauding inwardly: OMG, this dress is really worth buying.

Gojo Satoru leaned against the door and looked down at her, and saw her gaze all the way up and finally landed on his collarbone, her beautiful face was full of approval.

He knew she would like it.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, turned around, and pretended to speak in an unusual tone: "I didn't close the zipper on the back, please help me, Kong Xian."

Kongxian saw the man in front of him turn around, his back was exposed because the zipper was not closed, and it looked extraordinarily white against the dark skirt.

Even the back is perfect and beautiful.

"Okay!" Kong Xian readily agreed.

Since she appeared in "Thought and Morality", she has completely corrected her thinking. In front of her, Gojo Satoru at this time is a Barbie doll in costume.

Kongxian took a step forward. In order to avoid skin contact, she carefully pulled the skirt with one hand and zipped it up with the other.

She poked his back lightly through the clothes: "Teacher, you are a little tall, squat down a little."

"It might not be easy to zip up standing up." His voice came, "How about we go to bed!"

Kongxian glanced at the huge wool felt held by her arm, and it happened that the zipper was a little stuck. She thought to herself, it's a good idea, it's not only more convenient to go to the bed and sit on the zipper, but also put down the wool felt.

So she responded: "Okay!"

The two moved to the side of the bed in a strange dynamic, sat on the edge of the bed, Kongxian held the zipper with one hand, turned half of his body sideways, and stuffed the strawberry Daifuku wool felt into Gojo Satoru's hand.

"Teacher, this is for you to poke, you take it well."

Kong Xian quickly dodges behind Gojo Satoru, and dutifully pulls the zipper.

The breath that belonged to the girl came, Gojo Satoru turned sideways and was about to say something, when he saw only an afterimage of the girl, her hands were stuffed with wool felt, and they were poked to a size just enough to hold her arms. When it bends, it's encircled all at once.

"It's so cute!"

Hearing the teacher's praise, Kong Xian smiled: "Of course, Principal Ye Moth agreed with me when he saw it, and even rushed to accept me as a closed disciple to inherit the culture of wool felt!"

"Really, then he is too discerning!" Wujo Wu poked the wool felt, but it was still not as good as a real person's touch.

Kong Xian grabbed the clothes on both sides of the zipper with one hand, and pulled the zipper up with the other hand: "Tsk, this zipper is not smooth at all, it's actually stuck."

"Is it stuck?" Gojo Satoru, who was sitting crookedly from playing with wool felt, changed his posture and sat up straight.

As soon as he sat upright, the clothes behind his back were no longer wrinkled. Kongxian slid the zipper down a little, and finally pulled it up with all his strength, and the zipper was closed.

Fortunately, the skirt was custom-made, and it didn't fit at all, and there would be no embarrassing scene where the zipper collapsed.

She happily patted Gojo Satoru on the back: "Okay!"

Just at this time Gojo Satoru turned around, and before she could withdraw her hand, she pressed his face just like that.

The scene was very quiet for a while, only the sound of the drizzle outside the window beating on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She can only feel the gentle temperature and wonderful touch on his face.

Damn, it was agreed to avoid skin-to-skin contact, and now it's okay, she fouled again.

Wujo Wu looked at her in a daze, what was he trying to say just now?No matter, she touched his face, her patience may have run out and she finally wanted to confess.

So he tilted his head towards her palm, and rubbed his face against her palm.

Kong Xian saw that the man in front of him was like a huge white cat, gently rubbing against her palm, the hair on the side of his face was still a little dry and wet.

She was stunned, and her hand was thrown away by herself as if she was electrocuted.

The hand flew behind him, and quietly squeezed the criminal's hand with the other hand, silently reciting "Thought and Morality".

Gojo Satoru then saw the girl move her hands away abruptly, put her hands behind her back, and lowered her head a little bit, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Tsk, shy again.

Wanting to tease her with evil in my heart, I moved closer, raised my eyebrows and chuckled: "What's wrong? Is the service not good enough?"

Originally, the distance between the two of them was already close enough, but he leaned forward again, causing the air that Kong Xian breathed to be mixed with his smell.

She breathed carefully, because she had just taken a shower, and she didn't have the usual dessert smell, but it was refreshing like sea water in Okinawa in summer, and it smelled very good.

Is the service not good enough?Not good enough, she was suffocating.

Kong Xian moved his butt back, avoiding some distance, and quietly raised his eyes to look at him: "Teacher, the wool felt has also been delivered, and it's getting late, I, I should go."

He raised one leg wantonly: "Eh?——"

The voice is always lazy, but it seems a bit provocative due to the protracted ending.

Kongxian looked at him, and saw Gojo Satoru raised his legs even though he was wearing a skirt, and the huge skirt of the dark Lolita seemed to be surrounded by a black poppy.

He looked directly at her: "Don't you stay a little longer? It's not even ten o'clock yet, so there's no need to go to bed so early. Anyway, I don't have anything to do tomorrow morning."

Kong Xian was frightened by his staring eyes, are these loving eyes?No, no, no, tigers don't eat their children, this look clearly wants to eat her.

She was serious and serious: "Teacher, if you go to bed too late, your hair will fall out."

"Tsk, this excuse is bad enough." Gojo Wu tilted his head and muttered in a low voice, "Is that why you don't want to stay with the teacher for a while?"

Did he guess wrong again?Why is she so patient and has to wait until she is an adult before confessing her love!

When he muttered in a low voice, his aggrieved eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, his cheeks were puffed up, and his beautiful jewel-like eyes were filled with gloom.

Coupled with the fact that he was wearing a cute Lolita, Kong Xian's heart suddenly became soft and confused.

Her little princess was bullied.

"Then teacher, let me blow-dry your hair. If you go to bed with wet hair, you may get a migraine over time." She moved closer and stroked Wujo Wu's hair.

Sure enough, it hasn't been blown dry, the surface is better, but the inside is still wet to the touch.

Blowing hair is not skin-to-skin contact, plan it!

Gojo Satoru said loudly: "Okay——"

The sound is as sweet as if soaked in honey for a day and a night.

Kongxian trotted to the bathroom to find the hair dryer, and when he came back, he saw the beautiful teacher in Lolita sitting on the edge of the bed, with his hands on his knees, with a cute face.

It looks like a big white cat waiting for its owner.

The hair dryer was plugged in, and Sora stood in front of Gojo Satoru, holding the hair dryer in one hand and stroking his hair with the other, with a small comb in his pocket, feeling that he was the strongest Tony teacher in history.

Gojo Satoru sat obediently, the hot air from the hair dryer made him warm, and he was also warmed by the girl's breath.

But it was inconvenient for him to look up at her, so he could only obediently keep his head still, but his eyes slid from her fair neck to her delicate collarbone, and gradually looked down.

Kongxian was obsessed with blowing his head and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't notice how close the two of them were. He began to blow vigorously, and his mouth was not idle: "Welcome to "Miracle Enlightenment", today I, Tony Kong, will give Miracle Enlightenment a haircut, May I ask what hairstyle the boss wants today?"

Gojo Satoru was puzzled: "What is "Miracle Enlightenment"?"

"It's a little dress-up game! If you don't like it, you can change it to "Sparkling Enlightenment"." Kong Xian took out a small comb from his pocket, "The boss's hair is really nice, thick and dense, I want to change it to What hairstyle do you want? Japanese three to seven points? Fluffy and natural curls? Partial texture perm?"

Her voice was bright and clear, as if a child was playing house. Although Gojo Satoru didn't know what hairstyles those hairstyles were, it didn't prevent them from playing together.

"Then get one of your best!"

"Okay, boss!" The comb twirled in his hand, Kongxian put down the hair dryer, and took out the rubber band from his pocket.

Gojo Satoru felt a handful of his being picked up, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sora's broken thoughts came from the top of his head: "Short hair and braids are actually a test of Tony's skills, but it's okay, I'm the first in the high school Tony Sora, last time I cut Shunping's hair with Wild Rose, his mother When I saw him, I praised him for being handsome."

"Braids?"

"Yeah, of course I'm best at braiding!" Kong Xian smiled, "The boss is wearing a dark Lolita today, so let's wear a super-A braided hair, cyberpunk style, the ants on the side of the road will be surprised when they see it!" To brag."

Gojo Satoru felt that the hair on the right side was being pulled a little bit, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, but he was afraid of braiding when he thought that he was wearing all the skirts?

As long as she likes it.

"Okay, I haven't put on the headband yet, can I wear the headband after braiding?" He played with the headband in his hand.

Kong Xian smiled confidently: "Of course, as an excellent Tony, I have naturally considered all aspects."

Due to her rich working experience in barbershops, and Gojo Satoru's short hair, Kongxian braided her hair very quickly, and she finished it in a short while. She lowered her head slightly: "Boss, give me the headband."

Gojo Satoru slightly raised his head to look at her, his eyes met, her eyes were shining brightly.

Passed the headband over: "Here."

Kongxian took the bowknot headband and fastened it on his head. The hairstyle was completely completed. She smiled very satisfied. Gojo Satoru was like a beautiful doll she had carefully dressed, with beautiful big blue eyes , with a cute bow headband on her silver-white hair.

She is fine.

Finally finished styling, the well-behaved ADHD child raised his head and complained: "Hey, Kongxian, you've been playing with my hair for long enough."

——So can he play her instead?

Kong Xian had a satisfied and doting smile on his face. He patted his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Teacher, don't move. I'll take a picture for you with just this expression."

Gojo Wu looked at her, a few strands of hair were hanging down her cheeks, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were full of stars, and she was vibrant and beautiful.

He knew that she liked him, so she blow-dried and braided his hair and took pictures of him.

It feels so good to be dressed up by her.

Taking advantage of Wujo Wujiu not moving, Kongxian took several pictures in a row, but he felt unsatisfied just sitting and taking pictures. Although the teacher's changeable expression is a successful miracle Wuwu, but body movements can be more varied, not Wronged this long black silk legs.

She removed the phone that was blocking her face and asked, "Teacher, can you stand up and do some poses?"

"Okay!" Gojo Satoru obediently stood up.

Kong Xian squatted down, and changed the angle: "Teacher, spread your feet apart, and put one foot up a little bit, that's right, that's it, it looks like your legs are two meters long."

Kong Xian held up his mobile phone: "Teacher, lift your skirt and turn around, and I'll take a short video."

Gojo Satoru lifted the hem of his skirt and twirled around.

……

Satisfied, Kongxian sat on the edge of the bed and shared photos with Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru was simply a natural model, with no dead ends at 360°, and even the death angle was amazingly beautiful.Being a conjurer simply restricted his ways of making money.

The corners of her mouth raised unintentionally, and she experienced the joy of the dress-up game. With this photo, she will definitely become the number one in the high score ranking!

Kong Xian seriously analyzed: "This photo is not bad, but it has my shadow in it, and it will be deleted by then."

"It doesn't matter, isn't it a group photo with your shadow?" Gojo Goto leaned half on her shoulder like a lazy cat.

Kong Xian nodded slightly: "That's fine, anyway, it's hard to notice this small detail."

She turned her head to look at him and asked, "Then teacher, I'll fix it a little later and send it to you together with the original drawing?"

Gojo Satoru stared at her lips, and smiled slightly: "Okay——"

As soon as the words were finished, he leaned over gently, touched her lips lightly, and then parted her lips quickly, leaving a soft and warm touch.

The kiss was so fast that Kong Xian didn't realize what happened, his lips were stained with his remaining warmth.

"It's so sweet." He stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, and said in a tone as if nothing happened, "Is the next video going around in circles?"

Bending slightly, half leaning on Kong Xian's shoulder, cherry blossom-colored lips were close to her ears.

Kong Xian looked at him blankly, wondering if he had an illusion for a second, that wonderful touch was like a feather falling on his lips, itching for a moment.

But he saw the man on his shoulder smiling like a sneaky cat.

Not an illusion.

Her face turned red, her brain reacted very quickly and grabbed the wool felt on the bed, and threw it at Gojo Wu's face.

No Lower Limit made the wool felt hang in front of him.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing wantonly: "Idiot, is there anyone that shy? What should I do from now on—"

He took the wool felt out of the air and held it in his arms, only to see that the girl fled away like a frightened rabbit.

Tsk, I'm too shy, isn't it just a touch, and I haven't done any intimate behavior, as for running away so fast?