I am the sick and weak sister of 5T5

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Jia Ruozi looked sideways at the little milk baby who was lying in Wujo Wu's arms, sleeping very sweetly, his gaze slowly moved up to Wujo Wu's body, his brows frowned instantly, and his eyes were complicated.

Gojo Satoru took a bite of the sweet Kikufuku, sighed contentedly, noticed the entangled eyes of Iamori Nishiko, tilted his hair and asked, "Huh? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Jia Ruozi withdrew his gaze, rubbed his slightly uncomfortable temples, curled his lips and asked intentionally: "No, didn't you notice something was wrong?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru, who was half a beat behind, took another bite of Kikufu before he realized what she meant, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes because it was so delicious.

"Does Nitro mean that I became handsome?"

"What kind of peaches are you thinking about?" Jiarui Nitzi complained relentlessly, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, "I mean what happened to Rin."

After noticing that there were no other conjurers in the shopping mall, she realized that it was Little Milkman who killed a super magic spirit and saved them. It can also be said that the super magic spirit did not resist at all in front of Little Milkman. Power.

And the most important point is that due to unknown reasons, the baby's body began to develop rapidly. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the baby who was originally only three or four months old grew into a body size of about ten months in an instant.

This change is not insignificant.

Moreover, Jiarui Nizi still couldn't figure out why the little milk boy had such powerful power.

Is it because of the special grade curse spirit cub?

No, that's not the case... Jia Ruozi felt that the little milk baby and the super magic spirit were different, so they couldn't be confused.

Gojo Satoru should know something.

"This—" Gojo Satoru licked the powder on his thumb, and said in a brisk tone: "Rin may be an existence beyond them."

It is not uncommon for the curse spirits to kill each other, but it is very rare for the little milk baby to directly absorb the power of the super curse spirit and turn it into its own power.

The curse spirit is an evil spirit derived from various negative emotions of human beings. The stronger the resentment, the stronger the curse spirit.

And the little milk baby has a very powerful curse power, but she is not like a vicious guy like a super curse spirit.

After a pause, Gojo Satoru continued to pick up the second piece of Xijiufu from his bag, took a bite, and said, "I mean that Rin and the super magic spirit are probably not the same species."

"It might be a brand new species."

However, they may originate from the same place of origin...

Of course, all this is just his guess.

After all, his sister is so cute, she can't match up with the ugly super magic spirit.

Jia Ruozi: "..." Saying it is tantamount to not saying it.

With his mouth full of Kikufu, Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes with a smile: "Well—the less people know about this, the better."

"Save those old guys from eyeing my sister."

"So, you and Yidizhi are welcome to set foot on my thief ship~"

Home into the nitro: ...

There was no excitement at all, why did she want to be on the same boat with this guy? ?

Yidizhi Jiegao in front of the driver's seat took out a towel and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and almost panicked and screamed because of his words, "Wait, wait! Is there still time for me to get off the boat?!"

He seems to have heard something terrible. Will Gojo Satoru kill people to silence him? ?

"Yidizhi, what stupid things are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru happily replied, with a hint of threat in his tone, and tapped the powder on the little baby's cock with his index finger, and in the next second, Can't help but burst out laughing.

A little baby with a bloodstained face and a row of white spots on his forehead looks extraordinarily funny.

Jia Ruozi glanced at him sideways, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his index finger unconsciously curled up his hanging hair, and lazily said: "You are not afraid that Rin will seek revenge on you in the future."

This man is so bad that even his younger sister will not be spared.

The little milk baby is expected to blow up when it grows up.

"Huh? How could such a thing happen?" Gojo Satoru didn't care, took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of the little baby's face, and said with satisfaction: "These photos have to be developed and kept as souvenirs. "

"Rin will definitely thank me in the future."

Jia Ruozi didn't bother to pay any attention to this guy, leaning his head on the glass window, looking at the scenery outside the window.

"I hope you won't have a day when you regret it."

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Gojoya

After returning home, Gojo Satoru quickly took a hot bath for the little milk baby, changed into clean clothes, and then made a bottle of milk. Nothing happens.

"Rin is so good." Gojo Satoru rubbed the little milk baby's head, this time it was rare not to tease her anymore, picked up the clean clothes in the closet, turned and walked into the bathroom.

When she came out again after washing, the baby on the bed still had no intention of waking up, but the bottle in her mouth was full, and she didn't seem to swallow it at all.

Gojo Satoru wiped his wet white hair, took off his blindfold, leaned over to take a look, his gaze slowly shifted to the face of the sleeping baby with a flushed face, he couldn't help it immediately, and in the next second he moved his hand lightly Poke on that fleshy and tender face.

There was a sudden slap, and the little baby got impatiently disturbed, and slapped Wujo Wu's hand directly with a small slap, and a light red mark was visible to the naked eye on his fair skin.

This intensity is directly doubled from last night.

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and thought, is it related to what happened just now?

He was still thinking about it, when a milky little foot suddenly kicked him on the nose, the sound alone made people couldn't help stretching out their hands to feel the same.

Gojo Wujo took a deep breath in pain, grabbed the little foot with one hand, and rubbed the slightly sore nose tip with the other hand, he was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit the little foot, leaving a row of neat teeth marks.

I felt instantly comfortable.

"Woohoo." The sleeping little milk baby suddenly groaned a few times uncomfortably, and kicked his feet, trying to break free from Wujo Wu's big hand.

Gojo Satoru's playfulness was instantly aroused, and he began to play with the baby's feet.

The little feet are not as big as his slap, the complexion is milky white, the round and lovely toes are slightly pink, the flesh is plump and soft, it's fun to hold in the palm of your hand.

Gojo Satoru smiled very happily, and gently slid his index finger across the sole of the little milkman's foot, and the little milkman twitched his little foot reflexively, trying to save his own foot from the hand of the stinky brother.

It turns out that this little guy is ticklish.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have discovered something interesting, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and there was a hint of joy in his blue eyes.

The little baby grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, impatiently being disturbed, the other little foot kicked Gojo Wu directly on the forehead, and kicked him hard, trying to save his other foot.

This time, both little feet fell into Gojo Satoru's hands, and he let out a devilish low laugh.

This is a small toy delivered to the door. If you don't play with it well, you will be sorry for the other party's carelessness.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't make too much trouble. When the little milk baby was about to cry, he hurriedly put down her little feet, patted her back with his big hand, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Hey, brother, don't make trouble with you anymore!" .”

Of course, this is impossible.

The little milk baby slept very sweetly while biting the bottle. Gojo Satoru originally wanted to rest for a while, but he accidentally fell asleep next to her.

The sky outside the window was gradually dyed a layer of orange.

The little baby opened his eyes suddenly, and glanced to the side. It was Wujo Wu, who was sleeping very deeply, unconsciously smacking his small mouth, frowning instantly, spit out the milk bottle in his mouth, and glanced at Wujo Wu again.

It must be stuffed into her mouth by the stinky brother qwq

The little milk baby was annoyed, holding the feeding bottle in both hands, turned over and sat up with a puff, and decisively stuffed the feeding bottle into Gojo Wu's mouth, then climbed up on him, and lay on his back against his chest.

"Ow!"

After all this was done, Milkman waved his limbs with pride.

"Woooooo~"

Squeeze the stinky brother.