Gojo Satoru blinked, passing wetly?With her fingertips, she tilted her head slightly.

Completely restrained, pretending to be innocent.

He suppressed the rhythm and strength of his breathing, but more and more revealed his intentionally hidden feelings.

Li Hui made a gesture to withdraw his hand in the future, but failed, so he pushed down forcefully with a little malice: "Have you figured out the answer? Maojiang."

Gojo Gojo loosened his mouth, raised his hand to hold her cold fingers, and rubbed the girl's fingertips with his thumb?

Faint tooth marks, looking at the sleepy girl wearing his coat in front of him: "Well, do you have to choose one or the other?"

——Enlightenment or depression?It's just that no matter which one it is, he doesn't really want to choose it.

And at such a dangerous time, asking him such a question on such a tempting condition, wouldn't it be purely to mock him?In front of him is a guy with a listless mind.

"Anything." She replied in a lazy tone.

"If you're free, you might want to chat a little more?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly got up and sat next to her, stretched out his limbs indifferently, then bowed and put his chin on the girl's shoulder, and looked at her with squinting eyes: "Now, is it still cold?"

"Normal." The girl subconsciously moved her shoulders.

But the big cat that was resting on her shoulder wasn't shaken off, and even rubbed against it knowingly?

Ceng, coquettishly: "But I'm so cold, I'm so cold that I can't think? What should I do?"

"Really? Me? I don't think you're cold." She meant something.

"But the truth is that it's very cold, very cold, super cold—" The hand on her left shoulder suddenly brought her towards him with force, and the other hand wrapped around her slender waist, making the girl sit astride on his lap.

Gojo Satoru pressed on the finger of the girl's waist?

It slipped and landed on the center of the butterfly bone, and with a little force, the two of them crossed their shoulders and necks. He tilted his head and whispered in her ear with a smile: "Anyway, for the sake of borrowing your coat, I will also help you to block it." Keep out of the wind, so I can answer your question."

The position and pose are slightly subtle.

Feeling the other party's strange warmth as a hallucination, the girl moved back a little, but Gojo Satoru didn't stop him, just chuckled as if he had succeeded?Twice: "Eh? Are you shy?"

According to her personality, she should only push him back, but she would never take a step back.

Hmm, it seems... Barely, it can be counted as a phased victory.

—Before that?Gojo Satoru, who had never forced a girl to take a step back, thought so.

Although she just adjusted a

Sit down.

"Shy?" Li Huilai lay on his shoulder?

Half-closed eyes seem to be falling asleep?The hand slipped from his shoulder and pressed on his left chest, "Can you control it? Can't you control your own breathing? Your heartbeat, answer quickly."

Thin?Yi couldn't stop the girl's inadvertent attack. The slightly cold temperature of her fingertips wrapped in a soft touch, like a feather gently brushing over the vitals of a beast, instantly disrupted the breathing rhythm he deliberately maintained.

He wanted to bite her throat.

Let her never-forgiving mouth utter a word.

He wanted to see her looking at him helplessly with those red eyes, begging for his gentle treatment with tears.

It is a shackle of imagination that even dreams cannot escape.

Gojo Satoru rubbed her shoulder with the tip of his nose, trying to smell the girl's breath?breathing, but cut off by his winter coat?Everything is beautiful.

... He was a little disgusted that the clothes he put on her got in the way? .

"Asleep??" Li Hui asked knowingly.

"Hmm...I'm trying to think about how I should answer." His hand behind her rolled up her hair and wrapped it around her index finger?

Released after serving his sentence again, feel the hair slipping?On the finger side that rarely receives external stimuli, he let the tickling follow the spine to the brain, and he still just said in a nonchalant manner, "After all, my future classmates, your question is really strange."

"Ok?"

"Why do future students think, me? Is it because I'm too young or too depressed, and... um, I can't control myself?"

The end of her hair brushed his wrist, his hair got into her collar, and the low temperature in the early winter forest was also lost?

Liang Yi, "If I am either of those two types of people, I should be open to any external stimuli. Wow, so? It feels really bad to say it, is there really such rubbish? ~?"

"But the truth is, it might be a little blunt—" He pressed his hands hard to make her lean closer to him inch by inch. After a casual chuckle, his lips touched her earlobe, and he said a word in her ear. Suddenly said, "I? Only? Think about you."

I also want to have this unique qualification.

"Specificity" is the apple of Eden and the bondage of relationship building.

No one would think that lovers and other people can have the same rights and receive indiscriminate favors.

"Certain rights belong only to you, are your taboo, and cannot be violated by others."

Probably the most alluring part.

"So, all your actions are towards me? Sending the same kind of invitation."

His fingertips climbed over the collar and landed on her raised cervical vertebrae, turning slowly, "Continuously and continuously superimposed."

She reached out to hold his arm, stopped?His further overstepping: "Me? Never invited."

She only shows up for appointments.

Gojo Satoru stood up, distanced himself slightly from her, looked at the girl in front of him who was smudged with laziness due to sleepiness, and pushed aside the hair hanging in front of her eyes for her: "My future classmate, even me, has limits."

The black-haired girl tilted her head, and her black collar half-hid her lips that were like roses. After a pause for two seconds, she smiled slowly, her expression and tone were quite arrogant: "That's really true!" Low enough."

After getting his answer, the girl in front of her seemed to relax?

The spirit and thinking are obviously better than before?Be slow, and respond slowly to his words and actions.

"What a good opportunity." Gojo Satoru nodded the girl's cheek, narrowed his eyes and moved closer to her, "Are you really thinking now? Or are you just biting instinctively? The bite doesn't hurt too much."

It's so cute, I really want to bully her, so I just look at him with such blank eyes, and accept his offer slowly.

The girl blinked, and her gaze fell on Wutiao Wudian's cheek?He paused for another two seconds, tilted his head slightly and stretched out his tongue to roll his fingers into his mouth.

Gojo Satoru's breath stagnates: "This."

Is this... implying him?

Sweeping the tip of her tongue over her fingertips, the girl smiled even more, before Gojo Satoru took the initiative to attack again?

For a moment, he bit his finger hard, so hard that it gave him the illusion that his finger was about to break, as if the girl's sharp tiger teeth were about to pierce his skin in the next second.

He tried to hold back to no avail, so he had to reach out and pinch her chin before pulling out his ravaged/ravaged fingers.

The vicious girl shook off the hand that was restraining her, raised her hand to casually touch the remains on the corner of her lips, stared at the man in front of her and laughed: "This time, does it hurt enough?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

He looked at his index finger knuckles?The blue teeth marks, but felt funny: "Are you taking revenge?"

"You said it didn't hurt much." The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, crossed her fingers on the back of his neck, and attacked him with words he just said, "You just showed a dreamy expression. Limit, really Low."

"Well, if you don't like it, me? Of course you can put on a good show, isn't it? Difficult. But—"

Ignoring the dull pain from his fingers, he leaned forward and kissed her ear softly, his voice very soft,

So light that it's almost gas left?The breath circulated, "You obviously don't hate it."

From the stress response of being approached by him, to being able to sit in his arms, allowing his hands to touch her back, and kiss her neck.

Although it is always expelled subconsciously, it is not a gesture of absolute rejection.

The girl who sticks to the throne will never open the city gate to anyone. Only by forcibly conquering it can she create a one-way street that belongs only to herself.

Only forward?A one-way street that is not allowed to move forward, back and escape.

"Don't hate it?" she repeated?Once again, she raised her head slightly and looked at the shadow of the tree, "Compared to this, me? I am more interested in you, Maojiang - obviously it should be very, painful, right? But it is more..."

"So—you really don't feel anything for me?" He skipped?

She asked a slightly sarcastic question, and the tip of her nose slightly touched the girl's ear, "Is it really just me? One, one, person?"

Li Huifu's slender fingers inserted/inserted into his soft white hair, and the caress of the reverse hair made the back of his neck slightly cool.

"Ah, then guess what?" The girl leaned back on his shoulder and slapped him casually?a yawn.

Gojo Satoru wasn't "doubting", and Rie Miku didn't deny it either.

"Okay, the answer is over, future classmate, just now——did you say it? "Okay"? "

"Whether it's true or not, please do what you say or say."

The mountain swallowed the last ray of sunset.

The author has something to say: that... Does anyone know how to make hot spring eggs? (cough cough cough

Chapter Summary Daisy by Ashnikko

I finally got my hands on the e-mark (education) song...

I'm crazy but you like that, Ibiteback.

(I'm crazy, but you like it. Bite back.)

——Tweet time, she is super cute!

"Self-cultivation of a Social Animal Wife"

by Shen Qisang

My husband is very young, he may not have a lot of deposits, or he may not have too much money.

But as long as he insists on going to work, going to work every day, and continuing his work philosophy of not going to get off work until he is off work, and the insurance beneficiary is me, I will feel—

"The future is promising."

Plot copy:

It's like this, I, Xianyuan Tianyin, a happy widow who has a husband and does not have a husband.

Until I suddenly became the colorless king and was forced to enter the turbulent and undercurrent circle of supernatural beings.

——I saw my husband who seemed to have abandoned the white and followed the black.

"In? Honey, do you know that insurance is hard to buy when you're like this?!"

Ango Sakaguchi has been worried about whether his wife who is alone at home will be well

Take good care of yourself.Until he completed his undercover mission, he was shocked to find that his wife had become the new colorless king... and what happened to those inexplicable people around her!

——The heartless dog who was fed, the mimic leader who was rescued, and my friends... why are you looking at me like a scumbag? !

CP Anwu, it's not a broken mirror reunion, the marriage doesn't break up!Not broken!

Write casually, a work of rehabilitation and practice, without an outline, write wherever you think of.Thinking out of the way, happiness is shorter, non-traditional plot flow and non-traditional emotion flow, the author's mind is chaotic, it is a mess of today's relationship, tomorrow's career, and autistic flow the day after tomorrow!

ooc cannot be avoided, please forgive me! ! (Dogeza)

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Thanks: 10 bottles of Chacha; 5 bottles of Big Baby and Qingyuan; 4 bottles of curly hair for today;

1 bottle of Dazai's Conscience, Red Velvet, Nioh Masaharu; white liquid

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