Plunder X Strongest Magician

Gojo Satoru has deduced many times that Lie Mirai's inability to distinguish the two identities is partly due to the lack of memory logic barriers bound by the game, and partly because of the blocked memory accidental injury under overloaded information.

Therefore, the girl who is very sensitive in other places, even if she saw that "Mao Jiang" and "Teacher Wutiao" were using the same mobile phone, she never became suspicious due to a lack of logic.

Cat Sauce --> "Reason" --> Gojo Satoru.

In other words, the second part of this logical chain, the "reason", will always be blurred by memory, unless there is direct and clear evidence of "Mao Jiang = Wujo Wu".

So he used a dual-standby mobile phone with a physical card + virtual eSIM card without any shyness.

Anyway, she couldn't push it out.

Seeing that the girl's finger was about to touch the number of "Cat-chan", Gojo Satoru almost hallucinated the ringing of the cell phone he threw on the dining table.

Wutiaowu: "..."

This cannot be explained.

According to Li Huifu's temper, he definitely wouldn't be caught on the spot because he had sex with someone else because of a guilty conscience, but threw him backhandedly on the judgment seat, justified.

He usually looks innocent and harmless, but in fact he has more bad thoughts.

"I've said it all, I don't intend to let you leave here."

Gojo Satoru reached out and took out the mobile phone in her hand, pressed the lock screen button and put it on the table beside it together with the water glass.

He picked up the girl who was only wearing his nightgown with one hand and walked to the sofa in the living room, and shrouded her in his own shadow under the bright sunlight.

The girl was lying on the dark sofa, her loose nightgown was still loose, revealing her delicate, fair but red-mottled skin.She tilted her head, squinted at him from the end of her eyes, and smiled with some meaningless meaning.

His breathing was slightly stagnant.

The pleasure of eating the marrow and knowing the taste swept through the brain, smashing the words and sentences in his mind for a while, and he barely made up the sentence, which was swallowed by him again.

He wanted to kiss her, but she stopped him with her hand.

The girl bent her knees to resist the unwillingness to recover, and laughed mockingly: "Mr. Wutiao, are you that hungry/thirsty? Or...Congratulations to your 29th grade DT3-minute graduation ceremony?"

There are too many important points in one sentence, Gojo Satoru only knows that she is laughing at him, but he can't figure out which point she is laughing at.

So he decided not to care at all...

"..." Sure enough, he still cared.

Gojo Satoru, who was completely ridiculed, pressed down her legs, and then squeezed his knees between her legs: "I always laugh at me as a ○, in fact, my future classmates are also, and it's obviously because you are too fast Bar?"

If she is not cured now, won't she be laughed at for the rest of her life because of those 3 minutes?

It was strange that he could bear it in that situation.

If he is 3 minutes, she is 59 minutes and 2 seconds.And this [-] minutes is still here laughing at him.

"I'm not laughing at you." The girl denied it softly, without the bluntness and alienation she had when facing "Teacher Wujo" before, "Because I won't sleep with a man who has been with someone else."

"Not only that." Before he could speak, she carried the double standard to the end in a very natural tone, "It's even more difficult to be my boyfriend. For example... without my permission, you are not allowed to take photos with others, and you are not allowed to have sex with others." Physical contact with other people, not allowed to wear flirty clothes outside, not allowed to watch 18/R discs and magazines..."

"These requests..." He couldn't take it anymore, his mixed thoughts of charming and unhappy were shattered, "Not to mention, the single 18/R...is it really normal? Can men do it? Or, future classmate, you, as a girlfriend, can satisfy all? All? needs of your boyfriend?"

After all, the xp that men can't resort to action has a very bad part.

"It's okay to watch." She took a step back in words, "It doesn't matter if you don't fast-forward and read everything."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What a horror statement this is.

"Don't fast forward", "Read all" and "Not hard".

"I'm very possessive." Li Huiwei said softly, "As long as it's mine, it doesn't matter whether it has life or not."

"If it can't be done,..." The girl's voice became more and more light, and the last few words were so light that she couldn't even make out the shape of her mouth.

"Ok?"

The girl suddenly smiled brightly, and even her tone became lively, as if she was joking: "I'll just change it."

"That's not what you said just now, is it?"

"Of course, if I like it, I don't mind giving it two more chances. But—"

The girl didn't respond to his intention at all, she hooked the man's collar with her soft fingers, and pulled him towards her who didn't resist, "Who can guarantee that the next time will be a "chance" instead of a "dead end". "

"Oh——" he draws out his tone, and his tone is as frivolous as ever, but the line of his lips is drawn flat, not at all as comfortable as before, and he looks a little fierce, "But you even."

Li Huifu was not intimidated by the other party's dangerous emotions at all. His fingers hooked his collar and slid up his neck, his fingertips brushed over the rolling Adam's apple and the beautiful and cold jawline, and finally landed on his lips, stopping him. His speech: "Teacher Wutiao, you don't need to worry about my boyfriend."

"Ha, is it?"

Gojo Satoru squeezed the girl's wrist, and this time, even his tone was a bit heavy.

"For a man like you who looks very frivolous, I just want to sleep with you."

The black-haired girl seemed to be unaware of the danger, nestled on the sofa like a lazy cat, her eyes were half-closed, her slightly hoarse voice added a bit of ambiguity, and her words became more and more excessive,

——"So, you don't have to worry about becoming my boyfriend, nor do you have to worry about threatening his existence."

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped at noon due to the warm sun, and even the air seemed to be stagnant, flowing slowly and awkwardly.

Gojo Satoru, who was supporting the girl, said nothing, his eyes behind the blindfold fell directly on the girl's inadvertently tired eyes.

Satisfaction after pleasure flows in the deep blue sea, but there is no lingering after lust//desire, let alone any other emotions.

Love or guilt, attachment or guilt, are all swallowed up in the deep sea, and smashed to pieces by the undercurrent on the rocks.

There was no sign of it at all.

When she looked at him, it was the same as looking at any acquaintance. It seemed that the obsession last night had not brought any substantial changes to the two of them.

This is simply a purer self-pleasure than he is.

She hides her bad nature under a well-behaved skin, and only when she gets close to her will she find that her world revolves around herself.

The strong gravitational force pulls everything, and any unsteady self will eventually be reduced to the vast dust surrounding her.

And guys who defy her gravity and don't revolve around her will naturally arouse her desire to win.

The "like" in her mouth does not come from a momentary heartbeat, but from a long-term gaze.

Like someone, so possessive.

——It stands to reason that it should be like this.

But for Lihui Future, the desire to possess and control comes first.So all distortions and dislocations become reasonable.

Gojo Satoru knew this a long time ago.

I also understand this very clearly in the "violations" again and again.But he readily accepted, and even held her hand, leading her to strangle her own lifeline.

He is confident that no one can kill him.

Even if he personally taught her.

He just found it interesting, and was happy to accompany her, pampering again and again...or it gradually became a compromise of last resort, pushing her desire to control to higher and higher heights.

In some ways, he thought he was kind of crazy.

However, in the end, he realized the birth of the evil consequences.

So I tried to build a normal relationship - I saw a cloud and I liked it so I sent it to her, I saw interesting gadgets and brought them back to her, shopping, chatting, watching movies, etc.

Just like ordinary couples.

He's learning how to like someone, and then telling her how to like him.

Later, when the girl looked at him, she could occasionally see the sparkle in her eyes.

That seems to be love from the soul, an unstoppable joy born from the heart when seeing someone you like.

After the sound of greedy joy and calmness, the reality was torn open before his eyes, and the spontaneous anger swept through his heart.

The violent emotions born of powerful power and absolute dominance are rampant and rampant, almost pushing this anger to its peak.

She was always like this, and she could make him angry casually.

So frequent that he was too lazy to count the frequency.

But can this be counted as a normal quarrel between lovers?In this case, can it be counted?

This can only be regarded as the result of his stubbornness.

However, even if the pointer returns to zero and starts again, he probably won't do much better, because the flower of evil can't bear good fruit at all.

Negative emotions collided and multiplied in the blood, but they couldn't find any reasonable vent.

On the surface, it is almost calm - if you ignore the tense muscles all over his body.

"It's so easy to say—" Gojo Satoru said, but there was only a pause of a few seconds.

Once he opened his mouth, the surging emotions couldn't stop the car, and rushed straight to the only outlet: "But you have a boyfriend, but you slept with me, teacher."

"It was so pitiful that you whimpered under me last night. When you wake up in the morning, you turn your face and deny anyone? What you said "will not threaten the existence of your boyfriend" is because you can deny anyone no matter who you sleep with? "

"Does it matter to you?" She asked back, "Mr. Wutiao, don't you like this very much? By the way, when I called my boyfriend yesterday, you looked very excited——"

She looked at him without hesitation, with that obviously provocative look, and the curvature of her lips also had a hint of sarcasm.

"Haha, ○Of course someone else's girlfriend will be excited." As if the backlog of emotions found an opportunity to vent, his words became more and more vicious, "On the contrary, it's you, Rie-san, you are real Don't care about your boyfriend, does he know that you were beaten by your teacher last night?"

"So, is there any-what-question-problem-? You can only get deception in exchange for deception."

She stared straight at him, and then smiled sweetly, "I know he has some secrets that he doesn't want me to know, so I don't mind punishing him, after all, I have always had a bad temper, and he knows it. Teacher Wu Tiao, you care What are you doing so much?"

The girl in front of her was clearly also angry.

Through him, although smiling, he looked at the other him with a bone-chilling coldness.

Both his anger and her anger were justified.

But the birth of this bad situation did indeed originate from him.The rationality in the depths of his mind reminded him like a pinprick, that his uncontrollable anger would only lead to more serious consequences.

The "deception" in her mouth.

There was indeed a reasonable reason at the beginning, and it did become difficult in the end, but these are all explainable, but in yesterday's situation, he was indeed deliberately concealing it.

Didn't even take off the blindfold.

Or, cover her eyes.

He suddenly became hoarse, and a series of questions blocked his throat. He had the illusion that he was going to drive himself crazy.

"you……"

At the critical point of madness, his thinking became extremely clear, and he could catch the key to the problem almost in a second.

However, it was smashed to pieces by the girl's close body, making a mess again.

Breathing intertwined again, the girl's gradually rising body temperature was like a stabilizer and a stimulant.

Her voice was so gentle that it would blow away with a snort: "Teacher Wutiao, the weather is fine today, let's do it again."

The black cloth was rolled up a little bit, and he reached out to hold her wrist, stopping his fingertips from messing around.

"Wait, we..."

"Teacher, I want to do it." She raised her head and asked, but it seemed like an order that could not be refused, "Do you want to refuse me?"

The snake tail curls up a ripe apple and hangs it in front of the dry person. The swaying red is nectar and the color of blood piercing the heart.

High School Infirmary.

"Ah——it's completely out of play." Gojo Satoru hung on the chair, lamenting in a drawn-out voice, "Glass, what should I do?"

"Are you just taking it off?" Jia Ruozi was surprised.

"I just took off my jacket when I played it before, but this time I took off my underwear." Wujo Gobi gestured, trying to make an analogy, "How do I wear this?"

"Do you mean the actual removal?"

"Double sense."

"It's not important—I think she guessed it." He crossed his legs and touched his chin, then snapped his fingers, "She must have guessed it, sure."

Repeating one meaning three times, it is obvious that I am guilty of guilt and trying to brainwash myself.

Jia Ruozi did not reveal it: "So hurry up and confess and be lenient."

"If you didn't guess it." Gojo Satoru obviously didn't hear what Jiarui Glass said, and reasoned on his own, "The series of behaviors are very unreasonable... It can't be because he wants to sue me but there is no evidence So play fairy dance with me? She didn't record any evidence. Tsk... I kind of want her to leave some evidence."

Jia Ruozi: "It's abnormal."

"I'm pissed off by her." Five Wu index fingers curled up against his temples, "Why do you think she has a mouth?"

Jia Ruozi glanced at him: "I've wanted to say it for a long time, but it really makes me very... um, very..."

She couldn't think of an adjective, and fortunately Gojo Satoru didn't listen to her at all.

"I'll have to try her..."

"You didn't take her warning to heart at all?!"

"Of course I have taken it to heart, but you can't attack rashly." Gojo Satoru finally responded to her, "We must find a way to maximize the benefits and minimize the losses."

Jia Ruzi was annoyed by Gojo Satoru, and said directly: "It's good not to confess. If this continues, you can not only have the scenery of a real boyfriend, but also enjoy the secret NTR pleasure. And she has two boyfriends, Isn’t it great? Win-win.”

Wutiaowu: "..."

Home into the glass: "?"

Gojo Satoru: "Tsk."

Jia Ruozi: "...?"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin again: "I have to say...some words are quite interesting to say."

Home into the glass: "..."

"You really are perverted."

When Li Hui woke up again, it was already dusk.

The setting sun enters the room, and the own dormitory in Gaozhuanli is illuminated with warmth and warmth.

The fatigue on the body became heavier.

The man who was holding her didn't wear a blindfold, changed into a white T-shirt, and fell asleep very quietly, like a Wugou beautiful boy, completely unable to see the appearance of indulgence.

She glanced at her phone, and after replying a few more messages, she realized that she hadn't done anything serious all day.

Li paints the future: "..."

She learned from the painful experience - men are evil spirits.

So she lifted her foot very skillfully, and kicked Wujo Satoru out of the bed, who had just entered a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: Future: Men affect the speed at which I draw my sword.

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of ducks and ducks coming to Beijing to catch up with roasting; 2 bottles of cactus that loves to drink water; 1 bottle of big fish, vest, and nickname;