When the blind date is 5t5

I turned my head and stared at his delicate but unfeminine side face, and repeated blankly: "Go home?"

Didn't it mean that it was just a marriage in name, why did they start living together?

I began to wonder if I had misheard.

Maybe what he just said was not going home but going home.

I am fantasizing about this.

Soon, Gojo Satoru ruthlessly shattered my fantasy. He looked down at me, like a hunter looking at his prey in his net bag, his eyes were full of darkness.

He stretched out his hand, and touched my forehead with warm fingertips, as light as being kissed by a butterfly.

But I felt my scalp numb for no reason. For a moment, there was only a certain illusion left in my brain, as if my every move was completely controlled by him, and I couldn't even think of rebelling.

Immediately afterwards, a man's magnetic voice appeared next to my ears.

"Don't tell me you want to go back to your mother's house just after you got married, to the Kamo ancestral house that can be used as a shooting location for ghost movies?" He drawled the end of his voice, and his tone was a little displeased, "Mrs. Wujo."

I suddenly came back to my senses, and coldly pointed out the loopholes in his words: "I don't only have the Kamo ancestral house and your home. As a teacher of the Conjuration College, there is also a staff dormitory in the Kyoto campus. I'll rest for a while, wait..."

"No." Gojo Satoru cut off my words.

I heard this and looked at him puzzled.

I saw him take out his mobile phone from his pocket, click on a certain chat box, and shook the mobile phone at me with a narrow smile, "The old man has already transferred you to the Tokyo school, just now."

？ ！！

When did the Kyoto school become so poor that they needed to sell the treasure of the town school?

Is it going to close down! ! !

I stood on tiptoe and snatched his mobile phone in disbelief.With just one glance, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

On the screen, the old man's avatar full of rock and roll style was so obvious that there was no other one besides him!

Immediately, my chest seemed to be stuffed into a ball of flames, and it was burning like a fire, which made me feel irritable all over.

The strength of my grip on the phone gradually increased, and after holding it for a long time, my fingers trembled, and I typed a cruel sentence and sent it.

[Old man, just wait for me! ! !Sooner or later, I'm going to dismantle that damn guitar of yours. ]

And Gojo Satoru's words continued.

"Based on the relationship I have known Principal Ye Moth for many years, as long as I simply mention one thing, do you think he will arrange a dormitory for you?"

When he said this, his tone was bad. In an instant, I felt an urge to fight with him in marriage.

However, when he thought about the huge gap in force between himself and him, it was like being splashed with a scoop of cold water, extinguishing the flame in his chest, and at the same time, his heart was half cold.

After a long silence, I bit my lip, threw the phone back to him resolutely, and said firmly, "I'm going back to get some things."

Gojo Satoru patted my shoulder, "I'm with you."

This is like a prisoner, do you think I will escape?

Thinking of this, I glared at him angrily.

——*——*——

Under Gojo Satoru's spell, in the blink of an eye, the two of us came to Kamo's ancestral house again.

It’s half an hour’s drive from Mingming Office to here!

Shocked, I bent down against the rough tree trunk with my right hand, and my stomach couldn't stop feeling sick.

It felt like being thrown into a high-speed washing machine, and the world began to spin and shake before my eyes.

After retching for nearly 2 minutes, I managed to calm down and looked at him with a bit of anger.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru rubbed the tip of his nose uncomfortably.

"I still have something to do," he said, "I'll be back to pick you up in a while."

After this experience, it is also difficult for me to have a good attitude towards him.

"understood."

After finishing speaking, I shook my hands impatiently, rubbed my stomach lightly, and turned to leave.

Back to the room where I lived, I stood at the door.

His gaze swept across the room bit by bit, from the worn square table to some whitish, the carved single wooden bed, and the old-style wardrobe, and finally landed silently on the wall engraved with height lines.

Memories appeared suddenly like a revolving lantern. I held my aching head, and my only thought was to leave quickly.

For this room, I don't have a trace of nostalgia in my heart.

Just as I was about to pick up my things and leave, a gentle male voice came from not far away.

"The little bird is back?"

I heard the words and looked up.

I saw a tall and thin man standing at the door, with short chestnut hair hanging down neatly, and the dark blue men's kimono added a bit of stability to him.

Sunlight poured into the room through the open wooden door, I squinted my eyes, and couldn't see his cheek clearly for a while.

"I haven't seen you for many years, so Xiao Asuka doesn't know Brother Yuta?" He asked with a smile.

"No," I said calmly, "of course I remember."

Kamo Yuta, mother's half-brother.

It is recorded in the diary that he is one of the few people in the family who will express kindness to me.

Six years ago, he was sent abroad to expand his family business.

"Great," he said, walking towards me, "I thought Xiao Feiniao would forget about me. After all, your ability has negative effects..."

He was still rambling, but I took a step back under the warning of my intuition, subconsciously avoiding his embrace.

An extremely dangerous breath echoed from the tip of my nose, and I looked at him warily, my body trembling silently.

Diaries may be deceiving, but instincts are not.

There is a voice in my heart whispering to remind me to stay away from the man in front of me.

Facing my evasion, he paused, then raised his eyebrows, his tone full of puzzlement, "Little bird?"

"Sorry," I took a deep breath, trying to pretend I didn't notice anything, and gave a reason casually, "Brother Yuta, I'm already married. Besides, my husband is very jealous. If he finds out that I Hug with another man, he will definitely be angry."

My eyes quietly fell on his face, and I tried to discern some clues from his harmless smile, "So, let's keep some distance."

After the words fell, he lowered his eyes, his expression was just a little disappointed.

It looked perfectly normal.

Did my intuition go wrong?

I murmured to myself, still lingering in doubt.

"Even Xiao Feiniao is married," he sighed as if nostalgic, "I still remember that when you were young, you kept saying you would marry me."

"I'm sorry, Asuka is my wife now."

In the next second, Gojo Satoru's voice sounded faintly.

I looked at him in a daze, not knowing when he appeared and how much he had listened to.

Suddenly, I had the illusion of being caught cheating.

Gojo Gojo, with a dark face as if his belongings were being coveted by someone, skillfully pulled me into his arms, lowered his head, and asked affectionately in my ear, "Is everything packed?"

"Ah."

It was rare for me to answer obediently and honestly.

In fact, there are only two things that need to be taken away, a thick diary and the torii necklace left by my father.

Afterwards, Gojo Satoru ignored the man in kimono at the door and led me out of the ancestral house.

——*——*——

Under my strong refusal, he finally gave up teleportation.

By the time we arrived, it was already dark.

We simply settled down for dinner, then sat on the sofa to discuss the allocation of the room.

No, to be precise, it is about the allocation of beds.

No matter what I did, it never occurred to me that there was only one bed in this astonishingly large apartment? ! !

I looked at him in disbelief.

Gojo Satoru leaned lazily on the sofa, and his tone was also lazy, "Why do you need two beds to live alone?"

"How do you entertain friends when they come to visit and it's too late for them to come back?" I questioned.

"Of course I have a way to send them back," Gojo Satoru replied, idly picking up the diary I put on the coffee table, "Besides, you are the only one who sets foot here besides me."

I choked, and my heart beat faster.

Seeing that he was about to open the diary, I came back to my senses and rushed over.I wanted to snatch the diary back, but it happened to fall into his arms, just like throwing myself into his arms.

In this regard, I chose salted fish flutter.

Subsequently, it was severely suppressed.

He pressed me on his lap, and said in a playful tone, "Since Asuka is so active, let's watch together."

Growing up, I should have never sat on a man's lap.

So when I felt the temperature and touch of Wujo Wu's thighs, my whole body froze, and my reason exploded into fireworks in my brain with a "buzz".