Huihui-jun is born, and the child is mine

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If there was even the slightest bit of banter on Gojo Wu's face at this time, Fu Heihui could prevaricate it by being dissatisfied with him and making fun of himself.

But Wujo Satoru was very serious, no matter in tone or expression.

Uncovered blue eyes stared at Fu Heihui's emerald green pupils without blinking.

If the emotion in the eyes can be translated into words and conveyed to each other's minds, they don't have to go around guessing each other's mind, right?

"No, I was talking about myself. Isn't it normal to like yourself? This can also be the answer to that question."

Fu Heihui broke free from Gojo Wu's hand pinching his chin, desperately trying to get off the belt wrapped around his wrist, his movements were so brutal that his wrist was strangled with red marks.

Gojo Satoru supported his body with one hand and leaned above, holding Fu Heihui's wrist distressedly.

"It will hurt."

Fingers intertwined.

A kiss fell gently.

Fu Heihui trembled all over.

"I'm not forcing Hui to admit anything, I just hope to hear the words I've been looking forward to for a long time."

Gojo Satoru untied Fu Heihui's hand, and gently stroked the red mark on his wrist.

"Which sentence?"

Fu Heihui turned over to think about it, but still couldn't beat Wujou, so he had to lie on the bed and watch him.

Gojo Wu rested his hands on both sides of Fu Heihui, his brows and eyes slightly drawn together.

Fu Heihui didn't mean to avoid this topic, Gojo Satoru was somewhat surprised, in the past he would think that Gojo Satoru was making fun of him, so he changed the topic by not joking.

Meeting the determined gaze of the young man, he realized once again that the little guy he had hidden and protected for so many years had really grown up.

"Does Hui really not understand, or pretend to understand?"

The corners of Gojo Wu's lips curled up, he leaned down slightly, and gently touched Fu Heihui's lips with his fingertips.

A moist and warm feeling spreads from the fingertips.

Heartbeat speeds up unconsciously.

"It's the line 'I love you'."

"I won't say it."

Fu Heihui replied decisively, turning his head away from Wujo Wu's hand.

If he had said it himself, the guy would have gotten carried away and made fun of his reaction.

After so many things, Fu Heihui has also vaguely realized that Gojo Satoru is special, but there are too many concerns between them that Fu Heihui cannot face her feelings directly.

Gojo Satoru put away his smile and fixedly looked at the person below.

He could guess what Fu Heihui was struggling with. He thought he would be able to convey this feeling to the other party by being more obvious, but he didn't expect that it would have the opposite effect, which made Fu Heihui feel uneasy.

Gojo Satoru let out a long sigh, and Fu Heihui showed doubts.

In the blink of an eye, a black shadow struck, and their lips touched.

At first, it was just a light touch like a superficial touch.

This is not the first time they have kissed. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Fu Heihui is really used to it. Even though his brain keeps sending out warnings, his body remains motionless as if he has lost control.

Seeing that Fu Heihui didn't resist, Wujo Wu made an inch of progress.

"Well……"

Fu Heihui grabbed Wujo Wu's clothes and tried to tear him off, but he couldn't do it at all.

When he was about to fall into the ambiguous lingering, Fu Heihui's last trace of reason prompted him to bite Gojo Satoru's lower lip.

The smell of blood spread between the lips and teeth, Gojo Satoru propped up his body, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth.The emotion and desire/desire revealed in his eyes are very explicit, how could Fu Heihui, who is also a man, not understand.

What's more, Fu Heihui also felt the urge surging in his body.

Fu Heihui, who was blushing, raised her arms to cover her face.

"Please stop making such jokes..."

"It's come to this point, Hui still doesn't believe that I'm serious? Look into my eyes."

Gojo Satoru broke Fu Heihui's hand and forced him to look directly at him.

Wujo Satoru is special, born special.

But his "specialness" is for everyone else, for Fu Heihui, no matter whether he is a member of the Wutiao family or the Liutiao family, whether he is the rare owner of the six eyes or has no lower limit. The conjurer is also good, but nothing special.

Wujowu is just Wujowu to Fu Heihui.

It was the irritating man who suddenly appeared in his life, the benefactor who helped him cut off his relationship with the Zenyuan family, the teacher who taught him spells... and the family who took care of him and accompanied him for nearly ten years.

It has nothing to do with identity or spells, what Fu Heihui cares about is Gojo Satoru.

Because he is Gojo Satoru, he is special to Fu Heihui.

Although Fu Heihui often complains about Gojo Satoru, but he has always regarded him as an equally important family member as his sister.

Now, Fu Heihui has seen through this feeling that he mistook as family affection.

Different.

Wujo Satoru and sister are both important, but different.

Fu Heihui would not have such a strong possessive desire for relatives, would not have so much physical contact with relatives, and would not have... this kind of passion/desire for relatives.

Ah... I fell in love with it.

When exactly did it start?

Is it the moment when he was seriously injured while taming shikigami and accidentally shed tears in front of Gojo Satoru for the first time, and was suddenly embraced by him tenderly?

Was it the moment when Tsumiki was cursed and fell into a coma, and heard Gojo Satoru whisper "I am here" in his ear?

Or was it the moment when Fu Heihui realized that he couldn't do without this shameless adult who liked to pester him and act like a baby?

"I like Hui, my favorite."

Gojo Satoru's tone was unusually gentle, and that voice seemed to have magical powers, bringing even more uncontrollable waves to Fuguro Kei's restless heart.

Why do you have to confess in such a serious tone?Why don't you make jokes with your usual punchy smile?

Fu Heihui felt that her face was going to burn, and her eyes flicked around, but she didn't dare to look at the person above.

After Gojo Satoru finished saying this, he didn't speak again, and the room was so quiet that he could hear each other's heartbeats.

Fu Heihui covered his face with his arms again, and after an unknown amount of time, Gojo Satoru heard a faint voice from below.

Very light, very light, like a feather passing through the heart, plucking at the heartstrings.

"Enlightened..."

Gojo Satoru's expression froze, as if he had been greatly shocked.

Before rational thinking, the body has already acted first.

The stormy kiss fell on Fu Heihui's lips, taking everything away from him.

It's not just breathing that's out of rhythm, but also each other's rationality.

Although Fu Heihui still failed to say that sentence, he has already responded with actions.

Everything around them has gradually faded away, even the passage of time has become irrelevant, and only each other is left in their bodies and minds.

"is it okay?"

Gojo Satoru asked in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded particularly sexy.

Fu Heihui's face was as red as a ripe tomato, and he couldn't help but want to cover it with his hands.

"Do not ask me!"

Gojo Satoru hooked Fu Heihui's hand, smiled and kissed his fingertips, as if treating a treasure as important as life.

"Then I'm welcome."

The rustle from the friction between the clothes and the sheets scratched Fu Heihui's beating heart, and the hands holding Wujou's clothes turned into hugs.

Through the fabric, Gojo Satoru felt the touch of Fuguro Megumi's ten fingers, as if he had pressed the button to switch modes, and all his movements were aggressive.

Fu Heihui was surrounded by his gentleness and roughness, and couldn't control herself anymore.

At the moment when the relationship between the two was about to make a breakthrough, Fu Heisher suddenly appeared from the shadow at the head of the bed, and stretched out his hand to stop Gojo Satoru who wanted to kiss Fu Hei Hui at the same time as he was about to enter.

"Did you forget something? You brat from the Gojo family."

In such an embarrassing situation, Fu Heisher remained calm and composed, and even covered Fu Heihui's eyes with one hand to mock Gojo Satoru.

"Put away your enoki mushrooms and save them for your 30th birthday to become a magician."

"..."

Gojo Satoru had forgotten that there was still a goalkeeper to solve.

It was not easy for Hui to understand her sincerity, and she was finally able to hit home plate. The atmosphere was so good, it was all ruined by the bastard Fu Heisher.

"Can you guys be a little self-aware! Hui and I are in love with each other, don't disturb the exchange of feelings between lovers!"

"Lover? Who and who? I only saw a pig trying to push my cabbage."

The Wutiao Wujo of desire/seeking/dissatisfaction/satisfaction gritted his teeth angrily.

After such a toss, Fu Heihui, who couldn't help himself, had completely calmed down. He patted Fu Heisher's hand to let him move away, and pretended to be calm to straighten his clothes, but the pink on his cheeks and ear tips was still loud and noisy The ambiguity/ambiguity that just happened, not to mention the "freechick" Gojo Satoru sitting next to him.

There was a brief eerie silence.

Fu Heihui looked at Fu Heisher and spoke.

"Go back to the domain, don't come out if I haven't summoned you."

Hearing his son's words, Fu Heisher clicked his tongue and merged into the shadow.

After all, he is now attached to the existence of Fu Heihui's "ten shadow spells". Fu Heihui's orders are absolute, and as a father, after watching for so long, he can see who his son is thinking about.

It's just not reconciled.

I don't want to be so cheap, the bastard of the Wutiao family.

It was the feeling recalled by the incompetent biological father in his last moments before his death.

That child is a blessing from heaven, an important treasure given to him by the person he loves the most.

He doesn't want him to be hurt.

The person in the way finally disappeared, Gojo Satoru and his Gojo Jiebao were relieved, and they were eager to try again.

"benefit……"

Wujo Wu hugged Fu Heihui and acted like a baby.

Fu Heihui frowned slightly, hesitating very much, neither pushing him away nor hugging him back.

Just when Gojo Satoru was about to bite down on Fu Heihui's neck, the door of the dormitory was pushed open,

"Tuna! Mayonnaise!"

"Teacher Wutiao, Mr. Fuhei, are you all okay...are you..."

Gou Juan and Yi Gu barged in one after the other, and their expressions changed instantly when they saw the two people on the bed.

Gojo Satoru didn't lock the door.

"Sorry! Excuse me! As long as you are all right, please continue!"

Yi Gu hastily pulled up the dog roll and exited the door, closing the door.

The already numb Fu Heihui pushed Gojo Satoru away, grabbed the vibrating mobile phone to check the news.

Nagasaki: Hey, these two people really didn't respond. @volt black benefit@volt black benefit@volt black benefit

Knotweed: I chatted privately with Fu Hei but I didn't reply, should I go back to the dormitory to have a look?

Teacher Xia You: Could it be that he was attacked by a curse spirit?It happened that Mr. Goujuan and Mr. Yigu were going back to have fun, so let them go to Mr. Fuhei's dormitory to have a look.

……

*Silence is Cambridge tonight.

The author has something to say: *Using verses indiscriminately, the author hastened to apologize to Xu Zhimo and send money! (error)

感谢在2021-04-1016:06:48~2021-04-1315:55:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: the director of Chunai Political and Education Department has five legs and three;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle in the late stage of severe illness;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!