Has wtw entered the necropolis?

Gojo Satoru sat on the bed for nearly 5 minutes, covering his aching head. Although he only drank a small glass of fruit wine last night, the after-effects it caused him were a bit serious.

That's why he hates alcohol.

But thinking about the future wedding, he will also have to drink, just thinking about it this way doesn't seem to be so annoying...

Sure enough, as long as it is that guy, it seems that anything is fine.

Gojo Satoru lay on his back on the soft pillow again, hugging the quilt as if he was about to fall asleep again.At this moment, the door of the room opened suddenly, followed by a familiar footstep.

Gojo Satoru: "!"

Decisively pretend to sleep!

After stepping into Gojo Satoru's dormitory, Fuguro Naya first poured out the hangover soup in the thermos, and then came across the door of Gojo Satoru's room.

Lightly knocked on the door, 1 minute later, there was no movement in the room.

She raised her eyebrows. It seemed that the guy hadn't woken up yet, so she opened the door and walked in. She put the bowl on the low table beside the bed, and turned to look at the white-haired man on the bed.

He was very well-behaved when he was sleeping soundly, his messy white hair looked soft and thin, his chest rose and fell slowly with the steady breathing, he looked like a big white cat that rarely calmed down.

Of course, all this is just the surface.

When this guy started making a fuss, she wanted to send him to the sky with one fist.

"Gojo Satoru, get up—"

"Hey, I woke up early and made a bowl of hangover soup, drink it while it's hot!"

She frowned and called out several times, Gojo Satoru was still sleeping like a pig, if she hadn't heard her voice.

"........."

Since a few years ago, she has stopped using spells to wake people up, maybe she will use it again today?

Fuguro Nami angrily stepped forward and pulled the quilt off his body, even Gojo Satoru still didn't respond.

Suddenly, she frowned, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

Something's wrong... There's no way this guy's vigilance is so low, so I can only say - he's pretending to be asleep!

"Gojo Satoru, if you pretend to be asleep again, I'll just splash hangover soup on your face." She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth threateningly.

Gojo Satoru: "!"

Not long after the words were finished, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes, and those ice blue eyes were clear, without any hazy look when he just woke up.

"do not!"

Gojo Satoru quickly reached out to stop her, scratched his messy hair, and smiled brightly at her, "Good morning, dear!"

"Shut up! Who's your dear!"

Fukura Nami rolled his eyes, picked up the steaming bowl of hangover soup and handed it to him, frowning and said: "Drink it while it's hot."

"Did you cook this?"

Gojo Satoru took the bowl carefully, the bowl was a bit hot, he subconsciously glanced at Fukuro Nami's fair fingers, and he was quietly relieved when he saw that there was no redness on them.

"Well, my dad can't be free."

Fuhenami opened the chair and sat down, pointing to the bowl of hangover soup and suddenly smiled meaningfully, "Drink it quickly, this is the first time I cook it."

She has never tried cooking, and Fu Heisher told her the cooking method of hangover soup verbally, and said that the more ginger used, the better. In addition, she went to bed a little late today, so she didn't have time to search online, so she could only Hastily cooked and sent over.

I will have to continue the task later.

"it is good."

Gojo Satoru blinked, picked up the bowl without any hesitation, and finished it in one gulp. The spicy ginger taste exploded in his mouth instantly, irritating his pupils to constrict suddenly.

He tried his best to keep his expression on his face, and swallowed the ginger soup without any sweet taste in his mouth. After drinking it, his mouth still felt hot. It would take three days and three nights of dessert to suppress the taste.

"—Yes, very delicious."

So good that he began to doubt life.

Wujo Satoru: Sudden

"Pfft hahaha——" Nami Fuguro laughed amused by his expression, took the crumbling bowl in his hand, and took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to him, "Mints, do you want it?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

In the end, he still picked up the mint, tore open the package and threw it into his mouth.

After all, this is the candy that Fukuro Nami invited him to eat... the first time after many years, the meaning is slightly different.

He automatically understood—Nami was coaxing him.

Thinking about it this way, Gojo Satoru felt that he could do it again!

Seeing that he had finished drinking the hangover soup and eating sugar, Fukhinami was about to go back, just when she stood up and was about to put away the porcelain bowl, a big warm hand squeezed her wrist.

Nami Fukuno looked up reflexively, and suddenly met those shining eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, resisting the urge to punch him violently, and asked patiently:

"...Do you have anything else to do?"

"No..." Gojo Satoru smiled very happily, resting his chin with one hand, his eyes were so deep that people couldn't see through, and the corners of his lips were raised high, he was really in a very good mood.

"Where are you going? Me with you?"

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, he suddenly felt that his head didn't hurt, and he was able to stand up in an instant to continue doing business and chasing people (bhi).

"...?"

Fukuneami broke free from his big hand, picked up the bowl on the table, turned and walked out and said, "Gojo Satoru, if you are in a hurry, I suggest you go and go with Jie."

The tasks accumulated by that guy are almost overwhelming, and I don't know what that guy is doing every day, whether he is being lazy behind their backs.

Gojo Satoru suddenly showed a disgusted expression, and said in disgust: "I don't want to be with that guy—"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Fuguro Nami had already walked outside, and Gojo Satoru hurriedly threw off the quilt on his body and chased after him.

"Hey, Nami, shall we have dinner together tonight?"

He was only wearing a black silk pajamas, with two buttons specially opened on the top, revealing his white and skinny collarbone, which looked extraordinarily sexy.

It's just that Fuguminami didn't even look at it.

"........."

Wutiaowu's heart was full of frustration, Xia Youjie's tricks for him really didn't work, and this person in front of him didn't take it at all.

"Call Shangjie and join Nitro?"

In the kitchen, after cleaning the thermos and bowls, Fuku Nami walked into the living room and took out a few paper towels to wipe off the water droplets in his hands.

Gojo Satoru was upset for a moment, muttering: "What are you calling them for..."

Those two guys will definitely follow, and then they will happily interfere with the rare two-person world between him and Fukunaiya.

Hiss... As long as he thinks of this, Gojo Satoru feels that he can temporarily break off friendship with those two for the sake of his future happiness.

Fuguro Nami didn't know if he heard this, picked up the thermos and was about to leave, Gojo Satoru hurried to catch up after seeing this, after all, such a rare time for the two of them to spend together, although short, it should be cherished anyway.

"...Nami, a chance?"

After putting on her shoes, Fuguro Nami turned her head to meet an aggrieved face, the corners of her mouth twitched, feeling helpless in her heart.

She thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Wu, don't waste time on me."

"I--"

She didn't know how to speak, after all, she had never encountered anything emotional in her 20 years of life.

And Gojo Satoru was the first person.

"—I don't have any thoughts about it for the time being." She blinked her eyes, trying to explain with gentle words, but Gojo Satoru's expression was still visibly listless.

"Just... I don't want to end being single for the time being."

In addition, her father is also very strict in this aspect, oh not only her father, but also Osamu Dazai and others.

A few seconds later, Gojo Satoru raised his head again, stretched out his hand and slapped her against the wall, and looked down at her with an uncontrollable sense of helplessness on his face, "It's okay, I'll give you time—"

I just hope that this day won't take too long, after all, he has already wasted a lot of time when he realizes what he wants.

"What are you doing--"

When Fu Heisher came up to look for his daughter, he bumped into this scene all of a sudden, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up, and he stared coldly at Wutiao Wu, who wanted to give his own Chinese cabbage.

Clenching his fists tightly, he resisted the urge to rush up and punch the opponent.

"dad."

Fuguro Nami was startled, and quickly got out from under Gojo Satoru's arm, explaining: "We didn't do anything, Satoru just—"

"I'm after her."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by a man's voice.

Nami Fukuno: "..."

She covered her face and couldn't look directly at Fuhesher's expression.

Fu Heisher's face was so black that ink dripped out, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was filled with uncontrollable hostility, "Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"

Pursue his daughter?

This guy is too capable, right? ?

Gojo Satoru passed Fuhei Nami, stood still a few steps away from Fuheisher, his attitude suddenly became serious, and said in a deep voice: "I seriously want to pursue Nami."

Fuhesher: "..."

The old father's sanity almost collapsed because of these words. God knows that Fuguro Nami is the jewel in his palm, and he never thought of marrying her...

Even if you want to find the other half, you have to go through his inspections.

And Gojo Satoru——

In terms of personality alone, he was out of the game!

Fu Heisher chuckled, his eyes fell on his own daughter in the back, and he said expressionlessly: "The daughter of Fu Hei's family does not marry outside, if you want to marry into Fu Hei's family."

"Nami, go home."

Throwing down the last sentence, Fu Heisher called his daughter and strode away. He didn't take the initiative to trouble Gojo Wu. As long as this news is released, many people will come to trouble Gojo Wu, and he doesn't need to personally shot.

The corner of Fuguro Nami's mouth twitched, and he quickly passed Gojo Satoru to catch up with the old father in front of him. He couldn't help asking in surprise, "Dad, are you serious?"

She had never heard of it.

Fu Heisher squinted at her: "Do I seem to be joking with him?"

He was very serious, and even started to think about it when Fukuro Nami was an adult, and Fukuro Hui almost didn't need him to worry about it, but his daughter——

Nami Fukuno: "..."

For a while, she didn't know how to persuade the old father, but if she thought about it so carefully, Gojo Satoru would probably choose to give up.

After all, he is the current head of the Wutiao family, if he joins the Fuhei family——

"........."