When the blind date is 5t5

Half-dream and half-awake, I felt surrounded by a familiar and warm atmosphere, my brain turned over without thinking much, and took the initiative to get out.

Consciousness began to blur again, and I continued to fall into dreams.

The biological clock that has been maintained for many years allows me to wake up on time at seven o'clock in the morning.

I opened my eyes and suddenly found myself lying in Gojo Satoru's arms.

what's the situation?

Before going to bed, I deliberately kept a basic distance from him, and even put a pillow in the middle.

Why did he wake up like this? ? ?

I was at a loss, and even began to wonder if I was still dreaming.

The tip of the nose was pressed against his slightly undulating chest, and the warm touch was like an electric current, which was sent to the nerve endings crisply and numbly, as if telling me that this was not a dream.

I rolled my eyeballs, and my gaze moved to my chest one by one, and my breathing stagnated for an instant.

The top button of the shirt was unbuttoned quietly, and unconsciously, a large piece of fair and delicate skin was exposed.

Further down, you can almost see the edge of the disposable underwear.

Seeing this, a wave of anger surged to the top of my heart immediately, my rationality was washed away, and my body reacted subconsciously.

I blushed and pushed him away with all my strength.

She even wanted to kick him out of bed.

Of course Gojo Satoru also woke up in the commotion, he opened his eyes, the blue eyes were not at all hazy as they should have been when he just fell asleep.

It was as if he had woken up for a long time and was waiting for my reaction.

Unable to restrain the malice in my heart, I sat up and buttoned the button back with trembling fingers.

After sorting out the messy clothes, I began to think about how to face the predicament in front of me.

Some things, if they don't erupt in silence, they perish in silence.

And I resolutely chose to explode.

I raised my eyes and met his playful and burning eyes, I raised my hand, angrily waved at his handsome face even without washing, and at the same time sternly reprimanded: "The pervert who undresses in the middle of the night!"

I don't care if I can hit him or not.

As a fish on the chopping board, I just want to resist before being eaten.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru grabbed my hand.

Then he raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly, "You think I undid that button?"

I tried to break free from his shackles, but failed, so I glared at him angrily and said, "If it's not you, who else would it be?"

"I don't want to do that," he replied casually, keeping his grip on my wrist unabated.

I don't believe it at all.

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, whoever believes is stupid/crazy.

"Ah."

I sneered, and then my eyes fell on his wrist.

As if being dazzled by anger, I opened my mouth and bit it without thinking.

In an instant, the tiger teeth pierced his skin, and the taste buds on the tip of the tongue immediately filled with the smell of blood.

Salty, with a unique taste of rust.

Super bad.

Regarding my move, Gojo Satoru's face was indifferent, acting as if he was kissed by his own little milk dog, and there was no gasp in his voice, "Have you bitten enough?"

I bit the bullet and chose to signal him with my eyes:

You let go first.

Gojo Satoru sighed, changed his previous laziness, and suddenly became a little more aggressive.

Without saying a word, he pinched my cheek with his fingertips, and with a little force, he opened my jaw abruptly.

Blood slid down the wrist, silently dripping on the dark gray bed sheet, and bleeding.

His eyes are half closed, and his snow-like eyelashes are drooping, long and thick, perfectly covering most of the angles that I can see.

Suddenly, an unspeakable panic swept over me, I swallowed secretly, and wanted to run away on the spot.

"I'm sorry," I heard myself lower my head very sincerely, "I shouldn't have bitten you."

After speaking, I looked at him timidly.

Gojo Satoru didn't respond at all, his eyes still looked at me with a deep, terrifying look.

I puffed up my face, and my whole body was aggrieved.

Obviously I was the one who was eaten tofu, but why, I have to admit my mistake in the end.

I slandered unwillingly.

After a moment of silence, I bit my lip and took the initiative to take another step back, "Why don't you bite it back too? Just take it as a counterbalance."

As soon as I said that, I started to regret it.

I saw the corners of his mouth curled up, and there was a faint danger in his smile.

The alarm bell in my head suddenly shook, and before I could react, my body was pressed down by an unexpected force.

My back hit the soft mattress, my eyes widened, and I didn't dare to blink to look at the suddenly approaching and enlarged face above me.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slightly cold and soft touch on the lips.

I endured his slightly vindictive bite in a daze, my mind went blank.

It wasn't until he got up slightly that his consciousness gradually returned.

I, Kamo Asuka.

The first kiss that had been perfectly preserved 25 years before it was lost today.

The most important thing is to be taken away by people who don't love themselves.

Thinking of this, I was almost out of breath, and my heart was so sour that it was as if I had eaten a big unripe lemon.

I wrinkled my little face silently, and cried loudly on the spot.

Gojo Satoru was taken aback by my sudden burst of crying, he subconsciously wiped away his tears with his thumb, "Why are you crying?"

"Knock Nima," I couldn't help hiccupping, and scolded him angrily, "Took away my first kiss, you scumbag, get out."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but look at me.

He retorted in an extremely low voice, "It's not the first kiss."

What? ! !

It's not his first kiss!

Since I thought I had successfully understood Gojo Satoru's words, I cried even louder.

She even completely abandoned her ladylike posture and fear of him, and while kicking on the bed, she cursed at him: "Bastard, do you think you can do anything wrong just because you have a handsome face!"

"Since you don't like me, can you please stop teasing people, and don't always do such ambiguous things! It's really irresponsible, and it will make me feel very distressed."

"I don't want to be your toy when you're bored at all, so..."

I paused, sniffed my nose, looked at him with tears in my eyes and said, "Gojo Satoru, we can either be a fake couple in name according to the agreement, or we can divorce."

After the voice fell, the atmosphere fell into a stagnation.

I stared at him with stubborn eyes, "After you think about it carefully, tell me the answer."

The indifference between Gojo Wujo's eyebrows disappeared, and he turned to a cold face, with a sense of distance in his expression.

It seems that the person in front of me who is thousands of miles away is the most real existence, and a few days ago, he was just a mask in front of me.

As soon as this idea came out, my heart suddenly became cold, and a certain fantasy I had expected was suddenly shattered.

My reason began to recover, and I thought, rather than divorce, I hope his answer is the first one.

After all, it was a bit embarrassing to get divorced just after getting married.

At the same time, I also need a backer to resist the upper echelons of the family.

After thinking about the stakes, I quietly got up from under him, took out a copy of the previously signed copy from the bag I brought, pointed to a certain one and added: "If you want to continue this marriage, then hold hands , hugs, kisses all with my permission first. And, we're going out and buying a bed today."

Gojo Satoru leaned on the bed, glanced past where my finger was pointing, and whispered, "Compared to those two, I want the third option more."

There was no sarcasm in his tone.

I choked and tilted my head in confusion, "What?"

"I suddenly felt that compared to being a fake couple with you," he shrugged with a smile, "it's better to make a fake show come true."

Fake come true?

I tried to understand the word, he didn't mean he wanted to associate with me, did he? ! !

Realizing this, I couldn't help but my pupils trembled, and even my voice began to stutter, "You, you stop joking. I will really be angry."

After finishing the words, Gojo Satoru slammed closer to me, with obvious paranoia in his blue eyes, "I'm serious this time, please think about it."

Hearing this, I panicked for a moment, a certain fantasy revived in his words, and my heart shook accordingly.

If you associate with him.

I couldn't help fantasizing about this scene, and my heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.

After a long silence, I opened my mouth and said softly, "Give me time to think about it."

In response, he stretched out a finger, "One week."

I looked at him speechlessly, "Why don't you say one day? No, it will take a month."

"Three days."

Hello!Without such bargaining.

I endured it, and said stiffly: "Half a month."

"make a deal."

I put away the agreement and calmly planned the afternoon, "I need to go to the mall to buy some clothes, and then buy a bed. By the way, are there any vegetables in the refrigerator?"

Wujo Wujo's eyes were gentle, "No."

"Then I have to buy vegetables, and I can't eat in restaurants all the time." I babbled, and after a moment of hesitation, I gave him an injection in advance, "Let me tell you first, my cooking tastes average, and you have to wash the dishes. "

"Row."

Seeing that he didn't reject housework like the family men who complained on the Internet, I silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, I heard him say: "In the afternoon, I will accompany you."