Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

She miscalculated.

Seriously miscalculated the patience he poured into holding? Her man?

He hugged him tightly, the oxygen in his chest was almost exhausted.

"Cough, cough, it's almost done."

Kiritani Mio patted him on the back, motioning for him to let go.I understand your reunion after a long absence, but I don't want to die young yet.

Unauthorized promotion of liking? What, did she agree...

He let go of her soft body with some insatiable desire, Gojo Satoru chased after him, rubbed her soft hair, raised his eyebrows, lowered his head slightly, looked over Xiaoyuan's sunglasses, and looked at her summer school uniform with some unpleasantness ,

"Honey, what do you mean by playing JK? Regaining youth or fishing for law enforcement?"

When he said that, she didn’t like it? She tugged on the somewhat short pleated skirt. There was no way, it was a dress lent to her by Dazai’s colleague’s sister. That girl is a real JK, and the other clothes are very sexy. , only the school uniform can make do with it.

"Ha, don't tell me I still can't remember, I just got away right away, how can you keep an eye on me after I suddenly disappeared?"

She is still talking hard.

"You've been exposed a long time ago, what? Speaking of which, part-time jobs are not allowed for the faculty and staff of the High School of Conjuration. How many times have you been absent from work for no reason? The principal didn't deduct your salary because of the fact that you are my wife..."

"Teacher Wutiao, please respect yourself and be sober, who is your wife?!"

"Mrs. Wutiao, please be sober, we? We are already a couple!"

Gojo Satoru pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and pointed to the third part of his abdomen below the navel with a serious face, the place where he injected spiritual power into her.

Looking back on the past, Kiritani Mio blushed with embarrassment and anger, this person? What's wrong with it?!

"Teacher Wutiao, you can shout as you like, let's go out in a while, and see if there will be police uncles who will turn the ceiling of the magic world into the trap!"

She raised the corner of her mouth and tugged on the bow tie of her school uniform, as if she wanted to vent her anger.Underage girls are in love with teachers or something, okay? It seems that they are not very protected by society.

"You bullied me, stabbed me with a knife and let me be? laughed? talked about?. Your apology is always just verbal, without any sincerity."

Gojo Satoru suddenly became quiet, his original bright blue eyes dimmed a bit, he flattened his mouth in grievance, and looked up at the sky stubbornly at 45 degrees with his glasses on, as if silently accusing her of being a scumbag.Although she knew that he was faking it, but when she thought about it carefully, she was really a little too much. She didn't expect that she would join the knife-throwing sect in a flash, and gave him a knife unexpectedly.

The accusation is valid, she is a little uncomfortable? I mean to brush the hair that dangled to the cheek and behind the ear.

"What kind of sincerity do you want?"

If it is a reasonable request, it is not impossible to properly meet the expired children.

Gojo Satoru pulled? Her shoulders pushed her out of the corner of the amusement park, bent down and smiled in her ear? Whispered,

"Stay with me one night."

"Huh? I'm sorry Gojo Satoru, I still want to work harder!"

She pushed his head, motionless?

"My wife, if you want to do that kind of thing, I can do it, but now you take me to play, and we will be together if you want to enter the police station. You don't want to go to the police station now, do you?"

The snake hit? Seven inches, this man? Firmly grasped her handle, really good.

This is all for which bastard! ! !

Kiritani Mio cried silently in her heart. The word "wife" is even more heartbreaking.

She struggled in her heart for a long time before she did not refute this weird statement, blushing and holding on to the corner of his clothes with three fingers cautiously.

Since they all apologized sincerely, let him say it nicely.

Yo~ I didn't refute it.

Unceremoniously pulling back the corner of his clothes from her slender fingers, seeing her staring back at him blankly because her hands were empty, Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his mouth and stretched out his hands to her.

What does it mean?It's not what I understand, is it?

She gave a rather confused expression.

"That's what you understand. Please hurry up, or I won't be able to walk, my heart hurts."

Does this person have mind reading skills?

Seeing her hesitation, Gojo Satoru immediately covered his chest and frowned, as if he was suffering.

Pretend again.Her eyes were glued to that good-looking hand for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, and as if she had made up her mind, she closed her eyes as if death was at home, and grabbed his fingers.

Caught empty.

She looked at Gojo Satoru in astonishment, completely unable to understand what this three-year-old man was thinking.

"Okay? Stupid you, what a bad posture."

He withdrew his hands dissatisfied, as if he had finally found the right time to use her words to fight back, and dangling his long legs to her side, he naturally picked up her slender hand and held it in his hand, fingers They slipped into her fingers with ease, and they were tightly interlocked.

"Remember, holding hands is like this."

Teacher Renmin was preaching, smiling and holding her hand.

Then what, then what? What?

Although it wasn't once or twice, but at this moment, this physical touch that seems to have an official definition still left her at a loss, and she didn't know what action to take next.

How stupid...

It was impossible to count on her.Gojo Satoru moved first, pulled her away from the corner of the amusement park, and walked towards the center of the amusement park.

She looked slightly sideways? His silver hair outlined by the light and his bone-perfect side face, and the corners of his upturned mouth made her follow? She relaxed a little inexplicably.She is not short, but it was the first time she felt petite by his side. The hand held by him swayed slightly with his steps, and his long legs walked slowly and slowly, taking care of her silently. The pace of the walk allows her to follow her at a leisurely pace.

Okay? He is always so careful about her affairs.

The heart began to speed up unconsciously again, just like eating a mouthful of the sweetest piece in the center of the whole watermelon in the scorching heat, it quenched the restlessness in her heart, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Such a mood, okay? I can't simply describe it as happy...

Although Gojo Satoru is staring at the front of you from the perspective of visual perception, he can still see her secretly smiling at him.It made him want to joke a little bit? He didn't have any intention of enlivening the atmosphere, and his other hand in his pocket was more moist than hers.

So cute, especially in ? JK's uniform, this lol? So foul! ! !

How is she? Silly, always forgetting that he has six eyes at this time?

But this time he didn't startle him excitedly, walked on without saying a word, stared at anything in front of him intently, pretended to be very focused so that she wouldn't notice that he was observing, and used another Looking at her secretly, she smiled to herself, not even knowing how much strength she had put in holding her hand.

Feeling his fingers squeezed between her fingers, her heart also tightened, she immediately turned back with guilt, stared straight ahead, curled up her fingers nervously, and pressed her fingertips instead. When I touched the back of his hand, I couldn't tell whether it was the back of his hand that was already hot or my fingers were heating up.

She restored the corners of her mouth to the position on the ID photo, forcibly restraining her expression.

Is it okay for my wife to pretend to be serious? Cute! ! !Gojo Satoru frantically held up the "1" with countless zeros behind it.

Her hand was so soft and so small, I really wanted to just hold it like this.

Messy thoughts about the future of the two of them filled my head, ranging from getting married and having a child, to getting married and having a child, down to bedside lamps, underwear, towels, every detail... It seems that I have given myself a lot of space, what? I want everything, but in this state I can't do anything.He spread out the hand in the pocket, rubbed against his leg, wiped the sweat from his palm, and kept comforting himself, not to refute the title of "wife" is already a big progress, isn't it, no more I want a bicycle.

But his heart, which is ready to move, still wants to launch a rocket.

Among the bustling crowd, she could hear Gojo Satoru's steady and slight breathing. It wasn't until he stopped that she realized that the first stop of the two of them was the can hitting game booth.

She saw the blue-eyed big white cat-mao doll smiling at her again.

So this is ah.

She turned her head to look at Gojo Satoru with silver hair and blue eyes beside her, and finally understood why she saw it at a glance among so many booths.

But this look? It made her embarrassed to think of her own thoughts at the time. She wanted to take it home and only let it be to herself? Acting cute or something?...

Shame swept her whole body, she glanced anxiously at Gojo Satoru, he just happened to look down at her, the two of them just met their eyes, she almost stopped breathing, pulling his Subconscious effort.

"Don't like it?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her suspiciously, and pointed to the empty drink cans built into a small tower. It was a sweet drink he often drank.

Okay? He was referring to the jar, not the first prize of the white cat.

She was relieved when she found that he didn't have any special reaction, relaxed her tense body, secretly pointed to the stall owner who didn't seem to be opening much today, and whispered,

"Put some water in."

"Eh? What? What?"

"Be low-key."

"Huh? Didn't hear that."

The boss has begun to notice that the two are whispering in front of his booth, smiling and coming up to solicit business.

Seeing that he still didn't quite understand, she was a little anxious, and without thinking about it, she tiptoed and approached his ear, and said in a low voice and hastily,

"Oh, don't win too fast, be more twists and turns."

"Oh."

How could he not understand what she meant? But this kind of teasing put him in a dilemma.Her hot and humid breath made his ears feel hot, and he didn't want to let go of her hand, but also wanted to rub his itchy ears.

It's really asking for guilt.

Gojo Satoru sighed inwardly, but in the end she still didn't let go of her hand, and reluctantly took the tennis ball that the boss handed him.

I don't know if it was because of her instructions, or because he was in a good mood. The empty cans that could have been hit with one blow were knocked down to the ground time and time again by his patience. The smile on the corner of the boss's mouth deepened. The consumption of each guest's persistent consumption has far exceeded the value of the first prize itself.

When she hugged the white cat, although she felt that it was inappropriate for a female high school student to fall in love with a social member, the weather-beaten male boss in his 50s still had an amiable smile on his face.

"Like it?"

She looked back? His eyes panicked for a moment, what do you like?Cat or him?Oh yes, he didn't know.

"Um……"

Forcibly suppressed? She nodded nervously and solemnly, hugging with one arm? That fluffy cat doll, she secretly glanced at him, and looked straight ahead again pretending to be calm.

She obviously told herself not to win so quickly, but she would still follow the moment she hit the jar? She tightly grasped his hand, the wetness in his hand was full of her sweat.

Gojo Satoru's words? Almost blurted out.

So why do you like cat dolls euphemistically? Others? It's right in front of her eyes.

"Well...do you want ice cream?"

Now that you have what you want, it is reasonable to give back appropriately.

Kiritani Mio pointed to the ice cream stand a little further away.

"Wait for me here."

Although I got my wife's cute and awkward intentions, how can I make my wife spend money.Gojo Satoru pushed her to a bench beside the road, and excitedly went to buy ice cream.

I was preempted by him again, how about myself? It seems that I have never spent money for him.what is his birthday? when?What does he like? What?May I ask Huihui if I have a chance...

She was rubbing the cat's doll, lost in thought and looked away gradually.

There were a few boys pushing and shoving near the bench. One of the handsome boys with blushing eyes was pushed out by his friends. He turned his head frequently and looked anxiously at his companions, the fellow boys. ? gave him a "come on" gesture.

Encouraged by his companions, he puffed up his chest, and with a youthful vigor, he walked firmly towards the bench.

Sensing someone walking towards him with a clear purpose, Kiritani Mio gradually withdrew his distant gaze, moved to the red-faced boy with some doubts, and silently asked him if there was something wrong with his eyes.

With his hands hanging by his side, the young man grabbed his pants unnaturally, took a deep breath, and asked her in an oath-like tone:

"That... This classmate, can I exchange contact information with you."

The author has something to say: Gojo Satoru (pointing to the third part of his abdomen below the navel with a serious face): We have already had in-depth communication between husband and wife, and you have filled my body.

Kiritani Mio (red face): I beg you, please stop, stop flirting! ! !