When the blind date is 5t5

The dusty glass was suddenly shattered from the outside, and the cold sunlight slanted down silently.

What appeared in front of our eyes were two strange spell spirits.

Compared to the sitting human-shaped mantra, another mantra completely caught my eye.

Eagle-like wings covered with bony spurs, the body of a horse, and a pair of slanted, evil, bloody yellow eyes and a big mouth that is so thin that there is almost no flesh on the elongated neck that is almost weird. Belonging to the head of the wolf.

It was a discordant countenance, as if some child had put together parts of these species at will.

Weird and ugly.

"Hey, bone phase." The strange humanoid curse spirit opened his hands, and the skin exposed to the air was covered with black silk stitching marks, one by one, piece by piece, as if telling us that this place was once chopped into pieces .

Immediately afterwards, he smiled jokingly and said, "Why did you get beaten up like this by a first-year student?"

Facing his sarcasm, there was no anger in the bone phase's voice, he just said lightly: "Kanshi, Sanxiang, you are here."

The sneak attack in his hand didn't stop, and he still stabbed the knotweed fiercely and trickily.

With no expression on his face, the knotweed flipped back and opened the distance, dodging the attack.

Maybe it was because my eyes were too obvious, the two curse spirits turned their eyes from the injured brother to me at the same time.

The animal-shaped curse spirit named Kanshi opened the big mouth on its neck, and asked in a sharp voice: "Is this the treasure in the father's mouth?"

"Ah."

baby?

gross.

I suddenly turned green, feeling very disgusted in my heart.

"It looks very ordinary," Kanshi stared at me with another pair of thick green wolf eyes, his protruding mouth was wide open, and the crystal saliva dripped slowly, "I don't know how it tastes?"

Gu Xiang stood up silently, most of the bones in the lower abdomen had been broken, only the spine was left to connect the upper body to the lower body, giving people an inexplicable sense of precariousness.

He walked to the side of the two elder brothers and reminded Kan Shi sensibly: "She belongs to my father."

"It's okay, even if we eat her, father won't do anything to us," Sanxiang patted him on the shoulder with a bright smile, "You're still too cautious, dear brother."

The bones were silent, and the fleshless skull was as white as a sculpture in the sun, expressionless.

In this regard, Sanxiang glanced at it, but the meaning was unclear.

The next second, I saw him sticking out the tip of his scarlet tongue with a chill, and licking the corner of his mouth erotically.

The picture is too spicy, so greasy that I almost vomited out last night's dinner.

Do all the current mantras have this style of painting?

I couldn't help complaining, turned my head decisively, and washed my eyes at Gojo Gojo's delicate but not feminine side face.

He raised his voice next to his ear, "Kanshi, remember to leave me your arms and legs, and you can do whatever else you want. I want to use these..."

However, before the sentence was finished, it was interrupted.

Nazaki frowned, and his tone was full of mockery, "Fuhei, Knotweed, did you hear that?"

Fu Hei was puzzled: "What did you hear?"

"The sound of a dog barking."

"puff."

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

My fingers subconsciously scratched Gojo Satoru's palm, facing his sideways cheek, I stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach his ear.

……

The height difference is too touching!

I puffed up my face in dissatisfaction, and complained to him in a soft voice: "You bend down a bit, I can't reach it."

After finishing speaking, he saw the thin ice on Gojo Satoru's expression melt slightly, he raised his thin lips, and bent down obediently rarely.

"Your student is so wild," I whispered into his ear, "I like it."

Gojo Satoru chuckled, "I thought you were going to say something to me."

He paused, stretched out his hand and rubbed my head, imitating my appearance just now, and whispered: "Now I am also your student."

Accompanied by his words, the gentle breath of a man swept over the sensitive neck, and at that moment, it was like an electric current passing through the nerves, and pimples aroused uncontrollably all over my body.

In front of him were Gojo Satoru's lips, which were so close at hand.

The shape is good, the lips are slightly thin but not mean, but it shows a bit of romance.But at this moment, it is full of shallow water, silently tempting me to kiss Fangze.

As long as you tiptoe again, you can kiss.

Why don't you move?

Obviously already kissed twice, what else can I restrain?

This desire swayed in his mind like a devil's whisper.

Suddenly, I felt a fiery thirst welling up from my throat.

"Isn't it?" He didn't seem to notice my sudden straight gaze, and came closer inadvertently.

The distance suddenly drew closer, and I could even vaguely feel the temperature on his thin lips, and my brain suddenly recalled the softness I touched last time.

foul.

Too foul!

I swallowed my saliva, and secretly burned my face, the remaining rationality did not allow me to kiss him at this moment.

In particular, the students were still fighting, and our two teachers were making out on the sidelines.

decent?

Realizing this, a sense of guilt erupted, and I held out my finger restrainedly, pressed it against his forehead and pushed it back.

Leave no room for maneuver.

When his aura faded away, I took a deep breath, calmed down my restless mood, and said calmly, "Yes."

To this reaction, Gojo Satoru shrugged.

Even if I can't see his eyes, I can still guess that his eyes should be full of smiles at the moment.

There was a bit of embarrassment at the tip of my heart, mixed with regret for being obsessed with ghosts just now.

I coughed uncomfortably, then changed the topic abruptly: "Nagizaki is going to make a move, do you think they can beat it?"

He replied without thinking, his tone full of affirmation of their strength, "Yes."

"Nine-Phase Diagram, they say they are special-grade curse objects. In fact, only No. 1, 2, and 3 can be called super-class. The remaining six are only infinitely close to super-class but can never touch the wall." It’s just a pseudo-premium.”

Gojo Satoru raised his chin while explaining, and his ending sound was lazy, which reminded me of cats inexplicably.

Like a big white cat lazily sweeping its tail in the midday sun, when it touches its belly, it will press people under its body and lick people's face with its barbed tongue.

the other end.

"However, it's just in time." Nagizaki had a small and delicate hammer with a heart engraved on the end in her hand, and she rushed over with full of fighting spirit, "You can't let the knotweed stand alone. Fuhei's weird thing is for you , and another arrogant guy is my prey."

"Okay," Fu Hei said coldly, then looked at the black and white jade dog on the ground, "Go."

As early as Nagasaki alluded to the dog, the smile on the corner of Sanxiang's mouth suddenly disappeared, and his face was pale with blue, forming a sharp and dazzling contrast with the black line from the corner of his right eye to his left ear , gloomy, scary.

He stared at Nagizaki, and the voice he said to himself was not lowered, with creepy fanaticism in his tone, "I don't know what it would be like to plant your arm into the soil, the arm of the conjurer should be It will be a little more beautiful than those despicable monkeys."

"Since I like planting arms so much," Nagasaki quietly appeared a few nails between his fingers, "then why don't you try your own arms?"

After the handsome reply, the sharp nine-inch nail pierced the air like a sharp arrow under the swing of the hammer, and struck quickly.

Perfect hit!