I'm a villain in high school

"..." The white-haired and pale-eyed young master Wutiao at the other end of the curtain looked him up and down, showing a strange and incomprehensible expression, "Are you all right?"

"What can I do?" Kawakami Ling was puzzled.

The expression on Gojo Satoru's face became even weirder: "If you're okay, can you ask me where you seem to have seen such a ghost question?"

"Didn't we just meet yesterday?" He poked Kawakami Ling's forehead with the folding fan in his hand, "Stupid?"

Gojo Wu, the grandson, poked a noble daughter of a noble family with a fan with all his strength, and forcefully knocked Ling Kawakami backwards.

He was already sitting unsteadily, and the hair behind him was heavy, so he couldn't sit still when Gojo Satoru gave him such a light and heavy poke with his hand, and fell backwards.

Thanks to his quick reaction, he supported it with his hands in time to stabilize it.

"puff."

The culprit still had the face to smile while holding his fan.

"Tomi Kawakami, you have never had the chance to behave like a noble lady in this life," he said with a smothered smile, barely covering the corners of his mouth with a fan, "simply don't wear this Tang suit from now on."

"You think I want to wear it?"

Kawakami Ling propped himself up bluntly, rolled his eyes and scolded, "Who the hell made me go back to my home to see him?"

"It's my father." Wujo Wuguang quickly dismissed the blame.

"Come on, you." Kawakami Ling fell down, and the hem of the skirt that was originally laid flat was crumpled up, and the long hair in the back was messed up by him.

Now that it had become like this, he didn't bother to put them back in their original positions, so he simply picked up these layers of skirts and piled them all behind him.

"I said your hair is too long." Gojo Satoru stood and spoke without back pain, and sat opposite him fanning the fan and began to make sarcastic remarks, "Shouldn't you cut it all?"

Kawakami Ling stopped packing his clothes all of a sudden: "? Just tell me what you want."

"You want to see me being chased and scolded by my elders after I cut my hair?"

"But don't you think it's getting in the way?" Gojo Wu said plausibly.

"And you look better with shorter hair."

Contemporary women regard long hair as beautiful, his long hair is considered short, and the princesses in the palace still have seven meters long hair.Contemporary men also mostly judge women's beauty and ugliness by women's long hair, and Gojo Satoru was the first one to persuade noble girls from aristocratic families to cut their hair.

After tidying up the hem of the skirt, Kawakami Ling turned around and sat down: "Where did you see that my hair looks short?"

"Dream." Wujo Wu said sincerely.

"..." Kawakami Ling searched for a swear word in his heart, and finally rolled his eyes helplessly, "Hurry up and get out while I'm too dressed and can't fight."

How did this man put up with him for so long before he owed him so much.

Wait a minute, has he met Gojo Satoru before?

"What's the matter?" Gojo Satoru watched him stand still for a long time, and waved his fan strangely in front of his eyes.

"We really met yesterday?" Kawakami Ling looked at him strangely, "Why don't I remember at all."

Gojo Satoru was also taken aback by what he said, and then stretched out his hand to his forehead, dumbfounded, and put it on his forehead for comparison: "I was really fooled by me yesterday."

When he leaned over, he was extremely undefended, there was no defensive place on the entire chest, and it was just like this. It was opened to him, one of his hands was used to support the ground, and the other was covering his forehead. .

If Rei Kawakami wanted to punch him now, he would definitely not be able to avoid it.

But he suddenly didn't want to fight anymore.

It's really strange, just now he was born into the world by this grandson's one Buddha and two Buddhas, and now he showed him the softest abdomen in his body without any defense, but he didn't want to do it anymore.

"Gojo Satoru," he wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "what does it smell like on you?"

"What's the smell?" Gojo Satoru raised his sleeve inexplicably and smelled it.

"It doesn't taste good."

No, there are.Kawakami Ling must have smelled a sweet and greasy smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers when he just came over.

"What wagashi did you eat before you came here?" He grabbed Gojo Wu's collar strangely, leaned over and sniffed it carefully.

"I picked it from the tray beside the dry landscape outside." Wujo Wu was very sincere.

When he spoke, the collar was still held by Kawakami Ling in his hand, and the vibration of his chest was transmitted along the collar to Kawakami Ling's palm.

"Bah." Kawakami Ling let out a crisp bah, loosened his collar and pushed him back.

"That was given to me by my maid."

It was probably because he hadn't worn Tang clothes in these years except for the day when he wore them. He really couldn't adapt to this extremely heavy twelve-piece suit.

Without even thinking about it, Kawakami Ling grabbed the only thing he could reach - Gojo Satoru.

In the blink of an eye, two people who couldn't stabilize their feet fell together.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"Fu Jiang..." Gojo Wujo said slowly after a while, "You should cut your hair."

His long hair, which was originally curled into a ball behind him, was now almost scattered around the two of them.

If someone came in this scene and said nothing happened, no one would believe it.

"It's nice to speak with a bare mouth," Kawakami Ling curled his lips and turned over, saving Gojo Satoru from the pile of hair, "Would you like to cut it?"

"Okay, I'll do it." Gojo Satoru quickly got up from the ground and started looking for the knife as soon as he heard these words.

"Don't you have a regular knife in your room?" He turned around and asked strangely.

"Wake up, this is my family. If I can stay here for more than three days a year, I've seen hell. You still want to find my usual knife here?" I walked around the room.

"Where is the one you carry with you?" Gojo Satoru asked after he walked around the room, kicking Kawakami Ryo's foot.

"The elder confiscated it." Kawakami Lingyou turned his resentful eyes around Wujo Wu, "I said that I will return it to me after I see the young talents of Yusanjia."

"Forget it, I'll use the spell." Gojo Satoru stood on the spot for a while, squatted down and urged, "Get up, get up."

"Are you sure you just broke your hair in two after using He, not me?" Kawakami Ling sat up suspiciously and looked at Gojo Satoru.

"Tomie Kawakami," Gojo Satoru's helpless tone was almost beyond words, "Can you have a little awe of the only six-eyed person who is rarely seen in a hundred years?"

"Come on, it's long gone," Kawakami Ling reluctantly picked a place to put his feet on the ground from the messy clothes, stood up and shook his hands, "When you and I were fighting each other when we were young, you kicked each other. Why didn't you give me a chance to remain in awe of Six Eyes?"

"Have you forgotten what you said?" Gojo Satoru naturally walked behind her and pulled his long hair together.

"Suddenly I remembered the many moments you missed, and I remembered it." Kawakami Ling replied immediately.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru said.

"Ah?" Kawakami Ling turned his head inexplicably.

He suddenly felt that the gravity that had been pulling down from the top of his head disappeared, replaced by a strand of short hair that floated up as he turned his head.

It is said to be short hair, but it is shorter than the previous three meters long. Gojo Satoru left him at least as far as the waist, which is really not that short.

"Why cut it so short?" Kawakami Ling flicked the ends of his hair unaccustomed, "Also, why do I always feel as if you have cut my hair before?"

"How do I know." Gojo Satoru shrugged, first answered his last question, and then answered the first one, "I don't know, I just think your hair should be so long."

"Not used to it?" He looked at Kawakami Ryo's hand stroking the ends of his hair and asked.

"It's okay..." Kawakami Ling was a little tangled, "I'm not used to it, but I seem to be a little used to it."

"Why don't you leave it here?" Wujou complained rudely.

Kawakami Ling looked at the long hair that had been cut off on the ground, and sighed: "Now the elders of my family will nag me to death."

"Gojo Satoru, I find that every time I get together with you, nothing good happens."

"The elders of the family don't care about you," Wutiao Wu was inexplicably blamed, and argued with reason, "Besides, it's easier for you to exorcise the curse spirit if you have short hair."

"Isn't it hard to marry with short hair?" Kawakami Ling held his chin, "The elders can't wait to see me get married today and give birth tomorrow, give birth to the next patriarch quickly, and then let me go wild, so that they can teach them to come up with someone who suits their wishes." sons come out."

"Do you have to get married?" Gojo Satoru said incomprehensibly.

"I don't want to. But if I don't get married, maybe the entire Kawakami family will strangle me? Although they can't beat me," Kawakami Ling said while thinking, "If the current patriarch has no heirs, he can only adopt from the collateral line. I don’t know which child in the collateral line is so pitiful.”

"But the elder will definitely not agree unless it is absolutely necessary. I will meet a bunch of young masters from the Yusan family later."

"Then you might as well marry me." Wujo Wu scratched his head and said irritably, "Anyway, you are the closest to me in the Yusan family, and the worst result after getting married is just fighting every day, you can still go out with me Go on a mission and stay away from these rotten oranges."

"Huh?" Kawakami Ling was puzzled.

Gojo Satoru's tone was irritated: "Isn't that why you were pressured back to your home this time? You got so angry yesterday that you called me before I said anything. I thought it was something wrong. Today I saw it turned out to be Forced to wear this by Rotten Orange."

"Today is inexplicable. If it weren't for my six eyes, I would have wondered if they found someone else to replace you, and you would still sit on the ground and let others play with you. Staying with me is at least better than treating this bastard. The place is fine, if you are upset, you can still hit me, if you are unhappy here, can you beat the elder?"

"Actually, it's possible." Kawakami Ling thought for a while and said.

After all, he is the head of the family. If he is defeated, he can be beaten, or he will be nagged to death later, and he will be labeled a bunch of hats.

Gojo Satoru gave him this answer and laughed angrily: "So you still want to meet those 'young talents' who are so weak that I can beat them with a flick of a finger?"

"Be reasonable..." Kawakami Ling said without a word, "If you move your finger, I can't beat it if you are talking about infinite space."

Seeing the death gaze projected by Gojo Satoru, Kawakami Ling sighed and continued: "It's not impossible? It just feels weird to drag you in because of my own affairs."

"Tch," Gojo Satoru made a disdainful voice, but his face softened, "The elders of the Gojo family are much more annoying than your Kawakami."

"Okay." Kawakami Ling shrugged, "Then the process now is that you go back to Gojo's house and start writing to me?"

"Why do we obey these things?" Gojo Satoru said inexplicably, "Do you care?"

"No." Kawakami Ling replied immediately.

"I don't care either," Wujo Wu raised his chin, "Let's go?"

"Just go like this?"

Kawakami Ling walked around wearing Tang Yi with difficulty.

"Anyway, you don't intend to abide by those troubles, so you might as well take them off." Gojo Wu looked at the layered clothes unhappily.

Kawakami Ling suddenly felt that some inexplicable shackles in his heart were instantly shattered.

"It makes sense..." After he took off all the heaviest parts of the outer layer, he felt a lot lighter in an instant.

"But if I go out like this, will I scare my maid?" He looked at the piles of clothes on the ground and tangled up.

"Then we...don't go out." Gojo Satoru showed a sly smile.

Kawakami Ryo's field of vision changed instantly, and what appeared in his eyes was the gradually approaching daytime clear sky and Gojo Satoru who was smiling with his head bowed against the light.

Gojo Satoru directly hugged him and flew up.

"Gojo Satoru!" He was startled.

"How is it?" Those pale eyes blinked at him triumphantly with a smile, they were as pure and clean as the clear sky, "Have they not been discovered?"

The author has something to say: Yes, this is elopement (affirmative tone

As for why he didn't go through the main entrance, it was because Ling Zai didn't want to hear it & couldn't resist the elder's nagging...too weak!no power! (no----------

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