When the blind date is 5t5

Gojo Satoru probably didn't expect me to be so angry, he followed me step by step like a bitch.

Until you get home and close the door.

Only then did I remove the fake smile on my face, turned around abruptly, pointed at Gojo Wuji and ordered, "Stand here and don't move!"

Gojo Satoru put down the chocolate and the two incriminating books in his hand, raised his hand, and assured with a serious face: "Okay. I won't move without Asuka Niao's order."

Pretend to be honest now, and there is nothing to make up for it.

I glared at him unhappily, trotted, and dragged a wooden chair near the dining table.

Then, put your feet on the wooden chair.

However, what I didn't expect was--

Even with the help of a wooden chair, I was barely half a head taller than Gojo Satoru.

After discovering this, my heart became more and more suffocated!

After being silent for a while, I stretched out my index finger and pointed Wutiao Wu's head angrily, and asked very puzzled: "What are you thinking? Hiring someone to write this kind of thing, wouldn't it be embarrassing!"

Gojo Satoru squeezed my finger, smiled shamelessly and said, "No shame."

In an instant, the anger value broke through the maximum limit and rose like a rocket.

I stared at him angrily, and replied in a vicious tone: "You don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's okay! Today, if you don't give me a reasonable reason that I can convince, I tell you, you will die Already!"

Seeing that he didn't listen to my threats at all, I took a deep breath and decisively released my big move: "On Monday, when I was chatting with me, Diva mentioned that there was a new bar in Kyoto. Recommended by many bloggers, it has a good reputation.”

"I've never been to a bar before." I paused deliberately, with obvious expectations in my tone, "I'm going to invite Diva and Zhenyi tonight. I don't know if I can meet handsome guys there."

"Oh, by the way, I'm planning to take a few days off with Principal Ye Moth to go back to the Kyoto school. It's been a long time since I had a pajamas party with Diva and the others, and I miss it. As for the return date, it's not certain, maybe half a month, a month, or half a year Maybe."

As soon as I said the word "bar", the indifference on Gojo Satoru's face disappeared.

In the next half year when he returned, he had a gloomy and handsome face, as if a drop of ink had fallen into his blue eyes, and instantly melted into a large swath of darkness.

"No." He said bluntly, his thin lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line because of his anger.

Maybe it was the height added by the wooden chair that brought me so much courage that at this moment, I was not afraid of him at all, and even had the courage to go back.

I stared at him condescendingly, raised my eyebrows and said bluntly: "You can't do it if you say no? Then I will go, in case I have an affair."

After the voice fell, the air immediately became stale, filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Gojo Satoru raised his head slightly and looked at me without saying a word.

Under this stimulation, he looked at me with a bit of aggressiveness.

The radar in my head issued warnings about danger, and I suddenly felt that I was being splashed with cold water, and my feverish brain began to wake up.

Suddenly, I realized that there was a heaven-like difference in force between myself and Gojo Satoru, and I stepped back subconsciously.

However, the seat that this wooden chair can provide is so small, no matter how much you retreat, you will only be less than a punch away from Gojo Satoru.

With my heels against the back of the wooden chair, I couldn't help turning my head to look at the ground, and then bluffed and shouted at him: "Let's communicate well and don't think about fighting."

Gojo Satoru still didn't respond, he opened his arms and hugged me directly by the waist in a tough gesture.

!!!

Then, there was a whirlwind.

When I came back to my senses, I found myself lying on his shoulders, and my waist was firmly shackled by warm hands.

My cheeks were hot all of a sudden, and I jumped up subconsciously, trying to escape from the embarrassment in front of me.

"Gojo Satoru, let me go!"

Gojo Satoru just gave a heavy "tsk" to this.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped my ass with his other hand as a warning.

Obviously the strength is not heavy, but it makes me feel ashamed that my scalp is numb for no reason.

My body gradually became tense, I opened my mouth, and couldn't help but utter a dirty word.

Then, the ass was slapped by Gojo Satoru again.

"Ladies, Mrs. Wutiao." He said lazily.

When I heard this, the veins on my forehead started to pop, "Then you put me down first, bastard."

Very well, Gojo Satoru ignored my words again.

……

gas!

I gritted my teeth secretly, then clenched my hands into fists and beat him hard.

However, apart from some pain in my knuckles, it was of no use.

Gojo Satoru walked quickly to the door of his room and kicked it open.

There were no lights on in the room, and the dark curtains dutifully blocked all the sunlight outside, making it extremely dark.

Seeing this tragically destroyed door go away step by step, it means that I am getting closer and closer to the double bed!

Thinking of this, my heartbeat lost control, echoing in my ears as clearly as a drum.

"Gojo Satoru! If you're a man, confront me head-on." I panicked.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, "Okay, let's see the truth on the bed."

After speaking, he threw me down.

Under the action of inertia, the body bounced uncontrollably.

I raised my eyes and stared at the white-haired man not far away, only to see him standing straight like a sharp sword out of its scabbard.

The doujin content written by Abe Kyoko suddenly appeared in my mind.

Isn't it almost the same as the current situation?

!!!

The pupils then began to quake.

Facing this scene, I resolutely gave in, "Wu, as long as you explain well, everything is negotiable."

Gojo Satoru climbed onto the bed, put one hand on my body, and said more aggrieved than me: "Who made Asuka Niao unwilling to disclose my identity to the public. Therefore, I can only use this method to secretly hide our scandal. Spread the word."

Hearing this, I was a little unconvinced, "I don't want to. Is there anyone in the Tokyo campus who doesn't know the relationship between me and you?"

Gojo Satoru asked quietly: "What about the Kyoto school?"

I choked, and my eyes dodged rather guiltyly.

Well, I did not disclose that I and Gojo Satoru were married in the Kyoto campus.

At the beginning, I thought it was troublesome, and I and Gojo Satoru were only couples in name, so I didn't plan to let Gojo Satoru enter my circle of friends.

And now, the relationship between me and him has long crossed the line.

It is indeed time to find a time and tell the friends who know me well.

I thought to myself, making a decision soon.

Then, he grabbed his collar with a look of guilt, and said in a low voice: "In a few days, when Zhenyi Sanlun and the others come over, you and I will go to receive him, okay?"

Gojo Satoru bowed his head and kissed my forehead in satisfaction, "Okay."

The heat quietly spread to my cheeks, I raised my leg and kicked him uncomfortably, "You can let me go now."

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru intentionally inserted his leg between my legs, resisting it ambiguously.

"Don't let it go," he said with a protracted ending, "Flying Bird, isn't it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

I looked at him puzzled, and asked with my eyes: What promise?

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, as if reminding him kindly: "My birthday present."

As soon as the birthday gift was mentioned, the memory of that day came up silently.

Pushing his hand to freeze, I said uneasily, "But isn't your birthday tomorrow?"

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth: "Can't you accept the goods one day earlier?"

I licked my dry lips uncomfortably.

In fact, it's not impossible, anyway, sooner or later, you have to go to this step.

"Then I'll take a shower first."

Just after finishing speaking, a joke came from next to my ear: "Do you want to be together?"

I gritted my teeth, stared at his sloppy smile, and raised my volume: "No need."

In this regard, Gojo Satoru sighed very lonely, and moved away.

——*——*——

When I returned to the room after taking a shower, Gojo Satoru had already changed into pajamas of the same style as mine but of a different color.

He was sitting on the bed with a pillow on his back, holding the incriminating evidence I confiscated from Abe Kyoko in his hand, and was watching with relish.

I slightly increased the sound of my footsteps, trying to signal my arrival to him.

Gojo Satoru put down his notebook and glanced at my chestnut hair that was still dripping with water.

Then he stood up and took my hand, "Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

"do not like."

I sat on the edge of the bed, and my eyes fell on the man who was drying my hair.

I saw him holding the hair dryer carefully, as if he was afraid of pulling my hair and hurting me.

It was as if a gust of warm wind had blown through my heart, and suddenly, it took away my shrinkage and hesitation about the upcoming unknown movement.

At some point, the buzzing in my ears disappeared.

Under the warm yellow light, Gotiao Wu's eyes were full of tenderness, like a clear lake dotted with starlight.

Just one look and I can't escape.

There was an irresistible force on my shoulders, and I obediently fell into the soft bedding.

In the next second, his hands were bound by a familiar black cloth.

I looked down and saw that it was the blindfold he often wore.

Gojo Satoru raised the small book in his hand and smiled mischievously, "Asuka, have you finished reading it?"

"Hmm. What?"

"There are some contents here, I don't know very well," after getting my answer, he bent down, bit my earlobe lightly, and said hoarsely, "It's just right, we can study together."

His breath spewed out on the sensitive neck, and for a moment, I wanted to understand the meaning hidden in his words.

My cheeks flushed instantly, and I stammered, "No, no."

At this moment, with my hands bound, I am like the prey of a wild beast, and I have no ability to resist it at all.

Gojo Satoru ignored my refusal, and read out to himself: "The wrists are tied tightly with a tie."

He paused, curled the corners of his mouth, looked at me with a bewitching smile and asked, "I prefer to use a blindfold rather than a tie. How about you, Asuka?"

I muttered, I just wanted to say that I didn't like it.

Then Gojo Satoru continued to read: "Gojo Satoru violently tore off the blouse of the woman in front of him, and his white shoulders were exposed to the air. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and sucked Kamo Asuka's neck one by one with his thin lips. , shoulders, collarbone..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went dark.

When you lose your eyesight, your other senses become sharper several times.

My body gradually began to tremble, and I couldn't help crying and begging for mercy.

The author has something to say: The scorching sex is like a mountain torrent bursting a bank, slanting down vigorously, and instantly smashing the remaining consciousness to pieces.

——*——*——

At the first break of the cloud and rain, I was limp, as if I had just been fished out of the water, sweating profusely.

Every muscle in the body is clamoring for soreness, and even the strength to lift a finger no longer exists.

"Go to sleep." Gojo Gojo kissed the corner of my mouth, and he said contentedly.

Afterwards, I closed my eyes tiredly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

(The author's bb: Hush! Keep quiet in the comment area! Chirp~)