Plunder X Strongest Magician

"Given that:

Known condition [-]: Lie Mirai hates Wujo Satoru very much.

Known condition [-]: When Li Huilai took out the photo of the cat, his eyes were shining, and he seemed to like this cat very much.

Solution: Zenyuan Maki said what kind of behavior the cat looks like Gojo Satoru. "

Li Huifu looked at his mobile phone screen, the white cat's beautiful blue eyes were exactly the same as the one in the closet.

Li paints the future: "..."

"picture?"

The panda's paw poked Zenyuan Maki, and lowered his voice: "Maki—"

The moment before Chanyuan Maki changed her words, she heard Rie's determination in the future: "Impossible."

She paused for a moment, then repeated emphatically: "Absolutely impossible."

"It's not like that." Ye Qiangwei nodded, "Teacher Wutiao is not as cute as a kitten. Don't just call it Teacher Wutiao when you see blue eyes."

Li Hui's action of receiving the phone in the future is slightly delayed.

"blue eyes?"

She tries to image, and fails.

"Eh? Wu has no lust...hasn't Wu taken off his blindfold in front of you?" Panda was surprised.

"No way, isn't he very confident in his face, and he calls himself 'the handsome Gojo Satoru'." Wild Rose rested her chin in thought, "He didn't make a move."

"What can Teacher Wutiao not be confident about?"

"Too."

"That's why it's strange! Forget it, I'm looking for photos. I guess I want to pretend to be a good time so that he can't pretend. Didn't you completely pretend to be the knotweed at the beginning?"

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei picked up the phone, clicked into Gojo Satoru's dynamic search, "I remember he took a selfie a long time ago, eh, it's gone."

As soon as she quit the social software and clicked on the photo album, her phone vibrated slightly. She glanced at it and clicked her tongue: "He just sent a message when he was mentioned. Oh, he said that the things he bought have arrived, let's go to school Take it at the door."

Zenyuan Maki complained: "Why didn't he pick it up by himself? It took half an hour to go back and forth."

Nagasaki Wild Rose stared at the screen in silence for two seconds.

"He said he was grounding."

"Obviously trying to be lazy?! Only he can break other people's legs, who can ground him."

"So Wutiao-sensei will abide by this kind of rules?"

"Before saying that he obeys the rules, I suggest that you forget the memory of bombing the hill these days."

"But didn't Principal Ye Moth say that it was to open a new training ground, just to allow the recently grounded Wutiao teacher to dig the foundation."

The topic veers in strange places.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei's phone vibrated again. After scanning the message, she thought for a moment, then looked at Li Huifu: "Shouldn't Little Miku be in the dormitory first? Let's go out first."

"Hey, can't we go together?"

"We brought a lot of stuff and don't know how to put it in your house."

Panda received Nagasaki Wild Rose's gaze, coughed lightly, and said, "It's just that we are going to pick up the things, so can the junior clean up first?"

At the same time, the phone in Lie Mirai's hands suddenly vibrated, and she lowered her eyes to read the message: "Meow Meow Meow (they seem to be leaving)!"

"Well, it looks like I'm going out to get something." She replied.

Then she put the mobile phone on the table and stood up, approached the closet and opened the lock, pulled it for a while but didn't open it, and turned around with a normal expression: "Then I'll show you a while, okay?"

"The cat?"

"It's okay." She put the lock aside, "It will come out by itself when it wakes up."

Ten minutes later, Li Hui returned to the dormitory.

The moment she opened the door, she saw that the things brought by the boys and girls were neatly arranged like obsessive-compulsive disorder, and everything that should be packed was packed beyond reproach.

In contrast, the room he cleaned before was like a cat covering shit, as long as he couldn't see it.

The door of the bathroom moved, and a head poked out, the soft snow-colored hair fell down naturally, the tip of the hair was still a little wet, the smile of the white-haired young man was refreshing and natural: "I came back so quickly, I thought you would spend more time with your friends." stay a while."

"Do you want me to stay with them for a while?" She asked in the usual tone, shaking the phone from the table, "I forgot to bring the phone."

The girl looked down to check the messages on her phone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw those blue eyes staring straight at her, as if they wanted to stare at something unusual.

"Look at what?"

"You scared me by pulling the door at the end." He said, but there was no look of fright on his face at all, and his light attitude was the same as before. "It's a little too much, is it on purpose?"

"Don't you like stimulation very much?" The girl asked back with a smile, "It's obviously very interesting. Well, if you are scared, what is your expression? It's a pity that I can't see it."

"I will cry." He laughed twice, put the towel back in place, walked out of the bathroom, put his hand on the girl's waist smoothly, and found that the corners of her lips raised slightly when she didn't dodge, "Then your friend will We all know that you have a bad habit of locking your boyfriend in the closet early in the morning to play idle games."

"Well, maybe it's a criminal who sneaked into the closet in my room in the middle of the night and waited for an opportunity to commit a crime."

After thinking for a while, she replied, then turned around and put her hands on his chest, looking up at him, "And it was indeed you who got into the cabinet yourself, right?"

"I have not…"

"Your heart is beating so fast." Lie Miku interrupted his speech, and looked at Gojo Satoru, who seemed calm on the surface, with a half-smile, "Nervous...?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted unconsciously, but his facial expression was still relaxed: "Isn't it normal to have a fast heartbeat while holding you? Why am I nervous?"

"I thought you were so scared that you hadn't recovered from it for more than ten minutes." She recalled the phrase 'nervous' casually, "But...you are so excited just by hugging, it's too sensitive."

"You know it well. The closet is super dark and cramped. I stayed there for more than an hour. It's normal to feel throbbing and dependent when I come out and see you."

He turned against the general, "Don't you like this kind of method very much? Seeing that it works, you will frame me. It's really scumbag, little future."

"I just remember that every time you were treated like this before, the words in your eyes were "I want you to look good when I come out", where is the throbbing and dependence. "

——Although "I want to kill you" is written in one eye while jumping up the favorability.

"Hey, is there?" Gojo Satoru tried to turn black and white, talking nonsense, "I liked you so much at the time, I guess I was trying to say no, but it was you, who had no sentimentality at all."

Li painted the future: "Haha."

"It's really not as emotional as you. You can play with your own tail and ears, oh, and you can also stare at people wanting to refuse."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Before Gojo Satoru could reply, Lie Mirai changed the subject in a very 'kind' way: "By the way, it's really strange, why are you so obedient today? You didn't want to refuse, but you welcomed it?"

"I have someone who is better." Gojo Satoru didn't refute, but did the opposite, "I've cleaned up the room for you, and you don't plan to praise me at all?"

Li Huiwei was unmoved: "Isn't this what you should do?"

Gojo Satoru: "You are a bit too confident."

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat." She raised her eyebrows, "So, stay here? Or go back to your closet?"

"I."

"Oh, yes." His words were easily interrupted by the girl again, "In the evening, the teacher you are suing recently is coming. He has better eyesight. If you are in the closet, he will find you."

Gojo Satoru showed no strange expression at all, and asked softly with an undiminished smile: "Then do you want me to be discovered by him?"

"This question should be asked to you." She smiled even more, "I told you that he really wants me to look like a boyfriend. I guess there will be some strange fetishes. If you are in the closet, maybe he will Are you excited?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

The girl paused slightly, and added: "In this way, you can get more evidence."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Is there really someone so perverted? Could it be a misunderstanding?" He chose the latter between 'swearing at himself' and 'sacrificing himself'.

"Misunderstanding, like?"

The girl's usual smile only adds to the sense of meaning in the protracted rhetorical question.

Gojo Satoru was quiet for two seconds and then calmly changed his words: "Anyway, he is very dangerous. I don't want you to risk yourself, so I'd better come back later."

"It's fine, but we may have to stay overnight." Li Hui opened the door in the future, "You can sleep outside tonight, and you don't need to come back."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Hey, it's obvious that I'm with...with that kind of person, but you want me not to come back all night? Shouldn't you just leave the time after midnight and after midnight for me, and tell him to get out of here?"

Li Huifu suddenly laughed out loud.

Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue, obviously a little displeased, and even the smile that whitewashed his mood was restrained completely: "Is it funny?"

She responded casually, and raised her hand to cover some things on the bookshelf with books: "Are you angry now? From this point of view, it is really easy to express anger."

The girl chuckled, and said extremely double-standard words in a calm voice: "And, don't show me your desire to control too much."

"You think it's an 'easy' little thing about control?"

He put his hand on her shoulder, forcing her to turn around and look at him. The girl's expression was so flat that it was a bit weird. His blurred figure was reflected on the deep blue sea, as if a huge wave would engulf him in the next second. seabed.

The girl didn't answer.

He held her wrist with his hand, and took her other wrist into his palm.The girl was trapped between him and the table.

"Resist me." He said suddenly without beginning or end.

It seemed to be a light grip, but the force was not small. She frowned in pain: "What are you crazy about?"

"Let's put it this way." He let go of his hand slightly, "I still don't think you can beat me, even if I suffer a little bit, it doesn't matter."

"Are you trying to show your dominance?" She looked up at him. "The violent kind, the lowest kind."

After a pause, she continued to smile and said, "I thought you knew that I didn't like this. After all, it's really pitiful to use violence and fear to dominate others."

"This is your analysis of my behavior this time?"

His tone was slightly mocking, "For you, the status of "boyfriend" is a moral noose for strong control, so I think I will use this status to display the so-called desire for control in your mouth. "

She looked down at her wrist: "It's you who need this identity, not me. And if I want to dominate a person, I don't need to stand on a moral standpoint."

The original intention of this matter is anti-moral.

"It's not interesting from a moral point of view," he said, "but from your point of view, it must be interesting."

"According to your description. This "Five Satoru" is so strong that you may not be able to resist, but it covets you, harass you more than once, and has some perverted hobbies.Right? "

In the man's eyes, the glaciers that condensed the color of the sky were frozen into shape, and the overwhelming coldness hit, crawling from the tailbone to the back of the head and circling in the heart.

His lips drew a beautiful arc, but there was no tenderness, and his tone was uncharacteristically indifferent and cold: "So, you are clearly aware of these things, but you also plan to play all night in his presence? And tell me not to come back?"

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"I still want to ask you—"What are you crazy about?Or is it fun to toss me? "

After a long silence, the girl just laughed lightly, and repeated his last sentence inexplicably: "It's fun to toss me?"

"It's fun to toss me?" she repeated.

The curled silver eyelashes fluttered twice as if being blown by the wind. He opened his mouth, his expression gradually eased, and then turned into another unsteady expression, and the hand that restrained the girl's wrist gradually loosened.

"The future..." The soft voice is a harbinger of summation.

"Instead of asking me if I should do this, you should get rid of him earlier." She said, "Right?"

Interrogative sentences are also emphatic declarative sentences.

He was speechless for a while, and raised his hand to caress the side of her face. She didn't avoid it at all, but just let the two of them exchange temperature.

"tell him.

"It's not my problem." She stared straight at him. "It's your problem, and you know it well. Is that so?"

The confusion on her face was fleeting, and he seemed to be trying to read some key information from her expression but found nothing.

It was only three or four seconds, but it seemed like an infinitely long time had passed, but I couldn't think of a suitable reason.

The next moment, the girl's soft body fell into his arms, and she lay on his shoulder, her voice muffled, as if coquettish: "Because, when you want to have a party with your friends, but you have to face him , you can't stay with me."

The contrast is like falling into weightlessness, making people unable to distinguish the senses of the body for a while.The whole thing?? is lingering in my mind, but I am hindered by thinking too much.

The brain, which can handle the amount of information from the six eyes, falls into an endless cycle of calculations involving complex games, instead weaves a dense network, and cannot find a clue to solve the problem.

"It's okay." She put her fingertips into his soft hair and stroked his head as if soothing, "I will pay attention to what to do and what not to do. This is the last time, trust me This time, okay?"

The air pressure in the room is low and keeps getting lower.

The pointer gradually approached 12 o'clock, and the game went through several rounds. Unexpectedly, it was Lihui Future who won less and lost more.

Losing the first few rounds can be said to be inattentive, and the next few rounds seem to be completely unable to concentrate.

— She seemed a little drunk.

Four or five degrees of fruit wine as punishment was originally just entertainment.

Unexpectedly, after a few rounds of drinking in the future, Li Hui's cheeks would start to turn red, and then he lost even more uncontrollably. His whole body was a little softer than before, from temperament to body, and he lay lazily on the table, saying A "6 of Hearts" was thrown, but a "9 of Diamonds" was thrown out.

She was sitting next to Gojo Gojo, and when she leaned her head on the table sideways, she leaned towards him.

Wild Rose originally wanted to bring her back, but she slipped her elbow and suddenly fell back from the table, and fell straight into Gojo Satoru's arms, and even rubbed it casually twice.

At this moment, half of Gojo Satoru's already stinky face was so gloomy that it quickly cooled the room.

Nagizaki Ye Qiangwei hurriedly pulled Lie Miku up, and stuffed a slightly sour dried plum into her mouth, looking at her misty eyes, she was speechless: "Little Mirai, are you so bad at drinking?"

"I haven't drunk alcohol before, and I don't know how much I drink." Although she looked half asleep, she was still able to communicate normally. She smiled, "It doesn't look very good."

"Don't drink if you don't have a good capacity for alcohol." Wujo Satoru, who had never touched a glass of wine from the beginning to the end, said abruptly.

The girl tilted her head to look at Gojo Satoru, and stared at it for several seconds before realizing who the person in front of her was before she let out an 'oh'.

"How about... Let her sleep for a while first?" Someone suggested, "It is said that people with fast faces can sober up quickly, and it will be fine after sleeping."

Li Huiwei shook his head to express his refusal, but the next second he was staring at Gojo Satoru in front of him and suddenly said, "Can I kiss you? Teacher Gojo."

The audience was silent.

The cards in Gojo Satoru's hand instantly deformed.

The human-shaped cooler turned into a quick-freezer, and he rarely called her by her full name: "Li Hui Mirai, what did you say?"

"I said—" she dragged her voice, lying on Gojo Wujo's sitting upper body, the fruity wine smell lingering in his ears, a little dizzy.

She hooked his neck as if maintaining a posture, leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear,

"My boyfriend is not good, I want to do it with you, teacher."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-0801:27:14~2021-09-1303:50:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Pan Jungui; 15 bottles of Mushroom Rowling; 4 bottles of map mother-in-law;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!