The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

Ling Yao's head was always buried in Wujo Wu's chest, and she didn't care where Wujo Wu wanted to take her to see the stars.

It wasn't until she felt that the wind direction around her was different from before that she slowly raised her head to take a look.

At this glance, she was stunned.

The arms around Wu Tiao Wu's neck suddenly tightened, and Ling Yao stared down, "You, where are you taking me?"

The sound of the wind rang fiercely in his ears, he held her with both hands, and looking at it from her angle, he could only see the sharp-edged arc of his jaw, which was connected to the neck exposed outside the collar, where the protruding Adam's apple was due to his The arc of the raised head is tight and sexy.

For some reason, Ling Yao suddenly thought about it very much.

There was an inappropriate idea to reach out and touch it, but she resisted it.

Gojo Satoru didn't know the idea that came to her suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled brightly, "Looking at the stars, of course I want to go to the highest place—"

Speaking of this, he asked kindly, "Ling Yao, are you afraid of heights?"

Ling Yao hugged his neck tightly, and complained weakly: "Is it too late to ask me if I'm afraid of heights now?"

because.

She is already in mid-air now! !

At this time, she was lying in Gojo Satoru's arms, with the brightly lit city under her feet, and she was flying towards the top of the tall building in front of her at high speed in mid-air.

The busy traffic and bright lights under your feet are like the world that is gradually going away. As the distance gradually gets farther, it is reduced to a model-like territory in the sight. Like chains of gold and jade beads in series, they are placed vertically and horizontally in a luxurious gem and jewelry box, small and brilliant.

"So are you afraid of heights?" Gojo Satoru asked before she could put her down when she landed.

The question was extremely perfunctory.

Ling shook her legs, indicating that she was still alive and kicking, "I'm not afraid of heights."

Then, she slowly raised her eyes again, fixed on Gojo Wu's face, and said tentatively: "And Brother Xiaobai's Tianguo is sailing far higher than here. Before I came to the ground, I always Living there, the altitude is not scary for me."

Sure enough, the next second, Gojo Satoru suddenly lowered his head, his beautiful blue eyes fixed on her, with a look of wanting to punch someone: "Oh, then go back to your little white brother's spaceship to watch the stars."

And put her down without hesitation.

He retreated to one side, folded his arms in front of his chest, the broken hair on his forehead was blown wildly by his puffy breath, the expression was on his face, as if she just nodded, and he would immediately put She drops from here.

"..."

Ling Yao blinked.

Gojo Satoru continued to stare at her, the broken hair on his forehead was blown wildly, and his blue eyes were slightly narrowed, exuding a restrained and dangerous atmosphere.

"Pfft—" Ling Yao's expression did not collapse, and a laugh leaked from the corner of her lips.

Gojo Satoru's pupils dilated, unbelievable, and he reached out to rub her head, "You're still laughing, you're still laughing, believe it or not, I really threw you from here?"

"You won't." She whispered, but she was very sure.

"Ling Yao, aren't you pushing me too hard now?" He said through gritted teeth.

"I was just wondering...would you be angry if I mentioned Brother Xiaobai?" She blinked a small smile, "It turns out that Wuzhen is really angry."

The hand rubbing her head stopped suddenly, the palm was still clasped on his head, he leaned over and narrowed the distance between him and Ling Yao, he stared at her and said word by word: "That's right ,I am angry."

He has an extremely ostentatious and handsome face, with fair skin and well-defined outlines, and a pair of precious gem-like, cold blue eyes. Even with a cold face, standing in a crowd of people will definitely turn heads % look.

But he doesn't know how to restrain himself at all. The words low-key and humble are completely irrelevant to him. He never seems to consider the consequences of what he says or does.

As a result, what surrounded him was the arrogance that would be attracted at a glance.

Especially when he stared and looked angry, his arrogance that didn't know how to restrain himself seemed to ignore anyone. In addition to his tall stature, when he stood in front of him, he was full of the breath of a bad problem boy.

In Ling Yao's past life principles, when meeting such a person, one would have to walk around.

But now she is not only not afraid, even because Gojo Satoru is very close, all she can see is his forehead, chin, eyelashes, broken hair, and the sexy arc of the jaw connecting the chin of the bulge.

Just now that inappropriate thought suddenly popped up again.

And in the bottom of my heart, I was eager to move, like a faint flame.

"..."

"..."

"Hey, Ling Yao!" Gojo Satoru was very dissatisfied with Ling Yao's sudden distraction.

Although he didn't want to bully the little girl at a time like today, he was obviously angry with his appearance, but Ling Yao was distracted?Distracted?Distracted?

It was really disrespectful to him.

Without saying a word, he bent over and looped her legs, and lifted her directly onto his shoulders.

Ling Yao was frightened by Gojo Wu's sudden action, she leaned on Gojo Wu's shoulder and hurriedly asked, "You, what are you doing?"

This is the tallest building in downtown Tokyo. Looking down, the whole city looks like tiny ants.

The night wind that blows is also extraordinarily arrogant.

The broken hair in front of Gojo Wu's forehead was blown away, revealing a cold white forehead, small sunglasses hanging from the tip of his nose, blue eyes with bright smiles.

With one hand in his pocket, he held the bell on his shoulder with the other hand, standing lazily, and he answered her lazily, with a long and artificial tone, "Of course I want you Throw it down—get ready, little bell rings."

"Wait, wait, why did you throw me down—"

The last sound disappeared in the sound of the falling wind.

Gojo Satoru actually let go!

She was actually thrown from the roof by Gojo Satoru!

That's too much... woo.

1 minute later.

Ling Yao was sitting on the top of the building, her legs dangling limply, the wind blew wantonly, blowing her hair flying wildly.

Gojo Satoru sat next to her, looking more energetic than before.

More than spirit.

It can even be said that his face is full of spring, the corners of his lips are raised high, his two long legs are dangling happily, and he is probably on the verge of humming a song.

Ling Yao turned her face away from him, said in a muffled voice, "Why did you throw me down?"

"Who made you distracted by thinking about others? Besides, I didn't throw you down either. Didn't I catch you up before you landed?" Gojo Satoru smiled brightly like a flower, shining brightly Laughing, "How can Ling Yao not believe me, I have clearly said that I will not let you fall, of course I will catch you up."

"..." Ling Yao remained silent, and after a while, her tone was filled with displeasure, "It's not right to scare me."

"Oh."

"..." After a while, she turned her head, glanced at his Adam's apple secretly, and blinked, "You have to make it up to me."

Gojo Satoru snorted, "I knew it, you are more and more good at haggling with me now."

He glanced at her, "Let's talk about it first."

Ling Yao stubbornly said: "You promise me first."

Gojo Satoru did not back down: "You speak first."

The bell rang for a while, feeling a little bit emboldened, but still persisted, "You promise first."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "Then tell me what you were thinking when your mind wandered just now."

"I……"

"If it's about your little white brother, I'll really throw you down."

"..."

"Ah? Ling Yao, what do you mean by hesitating? No way, you can't really be thinking about Brother Xiaobai." Gojo Satoru raised his voice, his hair was flying around, and he looked like he wanted to beat someone up.

"No, no, no," Ling Yao was afraid that he would throw her down again, and hurriedly smoothed her hair, "No, I just don't know how to say it."

The aura around Gojo Satoru subsided in an instant, and he smiled like a flower fluttering in the wind, extremely understanding, "Then think slowly and speak slowly."

"...Well, actually, I just mentioned Brother Xiaobai on purpose not to annoy you. Although, I admit that I had a little selfish thought, very suddenly, I wanted to know if you would be angry, but in the end you really did what I expected got angry."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and that empathetic smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you say you weren't thinking about Brother Xiaobai, why did you open your mouth to explain that it was him again?"

"These are two things." She said with a straight face, "listen to me, okay?"

"it is good--"

"What I want to say is that you don't need to be jealous of Brother Xiaobai. He is many, many years older than me. He was a close friend with Grandpa Huang when he was young. If you count the age seriously, he is about the same age as Grandpa Huang. It's almost ninety, I should call him Grandpa Silver like Grandpa Jin, but..." She paused, "Brother Xiaobai's ability remains the same, he has always maintained his youthful appearance, and... He is very good-looking, and I couldn't call him Grandpa when I faced him, so...you don't have to be jealous. "

"Stop." Gojo Satoru hurriedly interrupted the bell, "What did you just say?"

Ling Yao thought he didn't understand, so she picked the main point and said it again, "I said that brother Xiaobai is the same as Grandpa Huang, in terms of age, they are both my grandparents..."

"No, it's not this sentence, I understand this. What I mean is—" Gojo Satoru raised his voice, his small sunglasses collapsed to the tip of his nose, revealing a pair of incredible eyes, "Who is jealous? Whose jealousy? me?"

Ling Yao blinked and nodded, "En."

"I'm not jealous!!"

She pointed it out calmly, "You have."

Gojo Satoru's heartbeat was chaotic, and he firmly objected, pulling the tips of his red ears, "I didn't!"

"You have it."

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and said, "What do you know, a stupid kid!"

"Do you understand well?"

"..." For the first time, he felt that he couldn't beat this stupid kid in arguing, so he changed the subject angrily, "Explain the next question! What are you thinking about!"

"I was wondering if I could touch your Adam's apple," she said.

"..."

"........."

"..."

The wind blew wantonly, passing between the two of them.

There is a huge curtain of night behind, and the brightly lit Tokyo city under her feet. She and Gojo Satoru are sitting on the top of the tallest building in the whole city. The wind blows her hair messy, and she can vaguely see the darkness when she looks at him between the strands of her hair. Bright Eyes.

Clear, tranquil, like the wind, like the night, like the shining stars above the head at this time.

There was a brief pause in the wind, and then he soon laughed again.

He raised eyebrows and smiled with the tails of his eyes twitching, looking a little careless and frivolous. In the wind of wanton arrogance, he said in a low voice: "Want to touch?"

The bell paused for a while, "...um."

His face came closer and leaned against her ear, so his neck was also close in front of her, and the voice came from beside her ear, "Touch it, touch it if you want."

"..." Ling Yao was stunned, Wujo Satoru was so easy to talk.

She hesitated, her eyes fell on his Adam's apple, which was close at hand, and she slowly raised her hand.

At the same time, his voice rang softly in his ears again, with a bit of a smile, "If you touch it, you have to be responsible, the bell rings."

"..."

"........."

Ling Yao's fingers immediately froze there, and after a long while, they slowly lowered them down.

Gojo Satoru had expected this result a long time ago, he put his head back, and smiled smugly. He finally managed to win back the victory. He has been suffering from Ling Yao tonight, and he feels uncomfortable no matter how he thinks about it.

As a result, the little girl was silent for a few seconds, and twisted her lowered hands together, as if she was making some psychological preparations.

Finally, she figured it out, raised her head and looked at him again, "If you're in charge, aren't you very expensive?"

"——?" Gojo Satoru blinked, he was very suspicious of whether he heard it wrong, either there was something wrong with his ears, or there was something wrong with his head, "Say it again?"

Ling Yao plucked up her courage and said again: "I said, isn't it very expensive to be responsible for your words?"

"..." Gojo Satoru almost burst out laughing.

But because the little girl's eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, she looked thoughtful, and she had really considered the possibility of this issue seriously, so he restrained it for the time being.

Holding back a laugh is hard work.

After holding back for a long time, I was so happy that I patted her on the head out of breath, and nodded crazily, "Yes, I am super expensive. Every day I reserve my number plate and have to line up from Tokyo to Paris, so I If you are willing to accompany you here to blow the wind, you really make a lot of money."

"...That's it."

"However—" Gojo Satoru deliberately dragged his voice, and when the little girl looked up, the corners of his lips curled up, smiling brightly, "You have a chance for free."

Ling Yao's eyes lit up, "What is it?"

He touched her head, his smile subsided, his deep eyes were hidden by his thin eyelashes, he smiled lightly, and there was an inexplicable arc on the corner of his lips, "Wait until you won't ask again." when I have these questions."

—Desperate.

Ling Yao was lost in an instant, "When you say this, it reminds me of Brother Xiaobai's saying 'you will understand when you grow up', and Zongxiang's saying 'you will understand later', Wuyue also said this Words, she said, 'you'll understand when you meet that person', ah—it's harder to understand than a math homework."

"Wu, you can help me with my math homework, why can't you help me with this?" She looked into his eyes, feeling aggrieved.

Gojo Satoru laughed, his thick eyelashes drooped, looking at the brightly lit city below, his light-colored silver-white hair was blowing slightly in the wind.

It was already late at night, countless lights were silently flickering in the silent night, this time he didn't answer again.

After a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Because you are too stupid."