Has wtw entered the necropolis?

The students fell silent instantly and looked at each other.

"What's the matter?" Yuzu Yuto scratched his head, a little unclear why Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his face, it seemed a little bit of an illusion of displeasure.

"You'll know when you look behind—" Nagasaki Wild Rose said with a smirk, and after finishing speaking, she kindly reminded, "But, I advise you not to look—"

It's just that her words reminded her too late, and Yuzu Yuren and others had already turned to look over.

I saw Fuguro Nami, who was wearing a two-piece black suspender swimsuit, walking towards her. The slender straps went around her back and tied behind her neck, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair skin, completely outlining her excellent curves.Her waist-length black hair was coiled up casually, and a few strands of hair naturally fell to her ears, fluttering with the wind.

With just one glance, people can no longer look away.

She stepped on her flip-flops and approached them from far to near.

Beside her, Yaruiko was wearing the same color, white swimsuit, but she put on an extra tulle to protect herself from the sun.

"We bought drinks—" Fukunami held up the bag in her hand towards them. Before she finished speaking, a floral beach dress was draped over her shoulders. When she looked up, she met the picture of Gojo Satoru Frosty face.

"What are you doing?" She frowned.

"Don't move—" Gojo Satoru tightened his shirt for her, tightly covering her exposed shoulders and back, and said in a low voice, "Don't you see those guys are staring at you?"

He is very upset!

"........."

Nami Fugumin tilted her hair and wondered, "Is there any problem?" When she was overseas alone, she often went to the beach to release the pressure, and she didn't feel that such gazes would cause her any harm.

Jia Ruzi couldn't help laughing, seeing Gojo Satoru put her clothes on for her, she took Fuguro Nami away, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Can't be reassuring at all!

After witnessing Yarui taking her away, Gojo Satoru looked around again, his behavior just now was obviously a bit ambiguous, as long as he is not blind, he will know how to look away.

Sure enough, the number of people whose eyes fell on Fuguro Nami gradually decreased.

Gojo Satoru returned to the team with a sullen face, and said, "You guys play, I'll quit—"

When they came to the beach chair, the two put drinks and snacks beside them, and then took out the sunscreen they had prepared from their backpacks.

Use natural sunscreen that does not harm sea life.

Naomi Fukuro looked at her from the side, and saw Fuguro Nami started to put on sunscreen, as if she didn't care about Cai's affairs at all, she couldn't help laughing: "Pfft——Nami, you probably don't feel it Are you there?"

"Hmm... that guy is jealous?"

After painting her thighs and arms, Fuguro Nami took off the shirt she was wearing, threw the sunscreen to Naruko, and turned her back to him: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jia Ruozi picked up the sunscreen, squeezed out a small amount in the palm of her hand, rubbed it evenly, and then gently applied it on her back, saying, "Do you feel anything?"

Do you feel anything?

After hearing this question, Fukunami fell into deep thought.

At first she felt baffled, but after she sat down, she later realized that the guy was jealous... When she realized this, a strange emotion was brewing in her heart.

It was a feeling she couldn't explain.

She didn't seem to hate the feeling either.

"........."

This is intriguing.

Seeing her silent look, Jiaru Nitro started to snicker again, and sighed: "It would be great if Diva was here at a time like this."

Angeji would probably scold Fuguro Nami, hoping that her brain would be clearer, and she would not look at a man like Gojo Satoru.

It's a pity that the pickled diva is not here.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Ruozi turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared beside him, raised his brows slightly, and put the sunscreen in his hand very wisely.

After applying the sunscreen on the back, Gojo Satoru didn't do much to hold the sunscreen.

After sensing the aura of the approaching person, Fuku Nami turned to look at him and asked, "Why are you here?"

Gojo Satoru went around and sat down in front of her, stuffed the sunscreen into her hands, and said aggrievedly, "I haven't put on sunscreen yet..."

The corner of Fuhe Nami's mouth twitched: "..."

"My father is watching." She said angrily.

"It's okay, Nami paint it for me quickly." Gojo Satoru directly ignored Fuhesher. If he didn't hurry up, it is estimated that Fuhei Nami would be targeted by others.

"Look - my back is all red." Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and said nonsense.

It was already evening, and the sun was not as harsh as in the afternoon. Girls only put on sunscreen to protect their skin. As for this guy...

He just wanted to get Fukunami's attention.

Home into the glass: wow!It turned out that this guy knew how to use this trick.

"........."

Nami Fuguro took the sunscreen with a blank expression, squeezed some on the palm of his hand casually, and then applied it on Gojo Satoru's back, his movements were as gentle as the wind.

Gojo Satoru was instantly satisfied.

Seeing this scene, Fu Heisher's face was so black that ink dripped out, and just about to step forward to interrupt their good deed, Xia Youjie stepped in front of him and said with a smile: "Uncle Fu Hei, let's fight Let's play volleyball."

Others agreed.

"That's right, Uncle Fuhei's team B is short of someone, why don't you fill in?"

"This way the combat power is considered balanced—"

Fuhesher: "..."

However, Fu Heisher was extremely strict in matters involving his own daughter, ignored the group of students who tried to dissuade him, stepped forward, picked up Wujo Wu and left.

Nami Fukuro twitched the corner of his mouth, handed the sunscreen to the housekeeper, and lay back on the beach chair: "Finally gone—"

She was slightly relieved.

Because Gojo Satoru turned his back to her, he didn't notice the unnatural look in her eyes.

"Drink some water to calm down the shock." Jiarui Nitzi suppressed a smile, handed her the canned juice, and after simply applying sunscreen, lay down comfortably on her back, and teased, "Did you feel it just now?"

"........."

Fuguminami ignored her, opened the juice and took a sip, then picked up the phone and began to scan it, obviously not wanting to pay attention to the gossip beside him.

Seeing her like this, her heart suddenly understood.

"Nami, you're really tempted..." This was said in such a low voice that only Nami Fukuro could hear.

Hearing this suddenly, Fuguminai was stunned for a while, and suddenly fell silent for a long time.

"do not know--"

That feeling is too unspeakable...

The juice in his mouth suddenly tasted bad, and Fukunami gave her a sideways glance, and after a long time, he said, "It's so annoying."

"You don't look like you're bothered by this."

Jia Ruozi sat up cross-legged, looked at the boy who was playing volleyball not far away, and rested his chin with one hand: "Nami, look quickly—"

"Huh?" Fuguminami sat up, put down the juice on the table, raised his eyes to look over, and then asked doubtfully, "What are you looking at?"

"Watch them play." Jia Ruozi turned his head to look at her with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Otherwise, what are you watching?"

"........."

Fuguro Nami ignored her, resting her chin with one hand, her eyes flicked across several people, and suddenly fixed on Gojo Satoru who was naked from the upper body, and then... couldn't look away.

Gojo Satoru, this man... is indeed prettier than anyone she has ever seen.

"—Isn't Gojo Satoru handsome?"

"Ah."

Fuguro Nami was distracted, and subconsciously responded, but it was too late when he realized it, and Kazuo had already recorded this sentence and sent it to Gojo Satoru.

"Hahaha—that fellow Wu will definitely be too excited to fall asleep."

"........."

The volleyball match was in full swing, and Gojo Satoru, who had just caught a ball, seemed to notice her gaze, and turned his head to smile at her.

This guy also took off his sunglasses, his ice blue eyes gleamed in the sun, like the most beautiful sapphires in the world, making it hard to look away.

"........."

After realizing that he had been staring at the other party for a long time, Fuguro Nami thumped in his heart, and slowly shifted his gaze away. After thinking about it, he still decided not to do so, so he got up and took the shirt and put it on.

"I'm going for a walk around—"

Let the sea breeze calm your mind.

"Go, let's go." Yarui Glass waved his hand, smiling as he looked at Fuguro Nami's back as he walked further and further away.

After walking a certain distance, their voices gradually became inaudible.

Finally, Fuguminami breathed a sigh of relief, ran to the other side of the rock, picked a rock at random, jumped on it and sat down.

The waves beat gently on the rocks, and the crystal clear water droplets splashed on her long white and slender legs. She adjusted her sitting position to make herself more comfortable.

However, this comfort could not last too long.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Hearing the male voice, Fukunami turned her head and saw the young man with blond hair and blue eyes smiling shyly at her.

"Whatever." She raised her eyebrows and ignored this person after dropping this sentence.

After a short silence, the young man continued to speak: "That—my name is Karl, and I'm from France."

Fukunami turned to look at him, those purple eyes stared at him expressionlessly, Carl was stunned for a moment, and immediately apologized: "Sorry, if I bothered you..."

"It really bothered me."

Fukura Nami raised his eyebrows, and said bluntly, "Be quiet, I'm thinking about life."

The smile on Karl's face froze: "..."

He thought he was good-looking, and no girl would ever refuse his smile, but... this girl obviously didn't like him.

This hurt Carl's pride a little.

After a pause, he prepared his words and continued, "Maybe Miss needs a friend who listens? I can be your trash can temporarily."

"It doesn't have to be like this." Fuguro Nami got a little impatient, and frowned slightly, "It's the best thing for you to keep your mouth shut—"

Carl: "..."