I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

Living in such a lovely and innocent Qianxia, ​​his low mood was dispelled, but he couldn't help but be amused by such a Qianxia.

"There is such a thing." Gojo Satoru smiled, he bent slightly, and leaned towards her, the sweet smell mixed with rain and moisture hit her face, she lowered her eyes, unmoved by it.

The sliding sunglasses, the downcast eyes filled with a circle of soft color and irresistible love, he lowered his voice, "It was when Qianxia was angry with me that she called me that."

She was slightly taken aback, and felt that when he uttered a lie, she also felt that there was nothing wrong with such an expression.

Tsukishiro Chinatsu smiled wryly, let go of Tsurumaru's hand a little, and let him and Changyi go first and so on.

"I remember we broke up." She raised her hand to tie up her hair, and when she lowered her head slowly, the misty blue hair slid down her shoulders, Gojo Wu choked for breath, subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold a strand of long hair, it was cool, So soft, so soft, it temporarily distracted him.

"So it doesn't matter to call you Mr. Wujo now."

Gojo Satoru sensed her alienation, he held the hair hanging in the palm of his hand, and didn't answer immediately, his blue eyes stared at her unblinkingly, with a trace of undisguised aggression and deep expression , but he quickly covered it up with a soft smile.

It was as if nothing had happened, but he told her honestly about Gojo Satoru's uncontrollable aggressiveness and dissatisfaction.

She pretended not to understand and looked at him innocently.

"That's right, but I still like it when you call me Enlightenment." Gojo Gojo raised the corners of his mouth, twisted his fingers around her hair, and his downcast eyes were full of scorching gentleness. He said bluntly, "Qianxia, ​​I want to Pursuing you, whether you have remembered those things or not, can you accept my pursuit again?"

Yuecheng Qianxia didn't say a word, the two of them were very close, just a slight tilt of her head, and the distance that Wujo Wuqin could get close to.She stretched out her hand and pulled out the hair between his fingers, two red clouds crept up on her jade white face, she was blushing and embarrassed.

"...But, I can't replace the old me to decide this matter."

She, who lost her memory, was moved by him, surging with unconcealable love, wanting to get close to him, wanting to touch him, wanting to kiss him.

Recalling everything, she still has an irrepressible love for him in her heart, which has been buried for five years and will still come out quietly.Obviously at that time, he had already seen clearly the emotion he didn't care about.

Gojo Satoru doesn't know how to love people, he used to be, and he is now.

It is obviously a relationship that is destined to be BE, what is he serious about now, even if he suddenly feels that the scumbag things he did in high school when he grows up, and now he wants to make up for the scumbag things he did in high school, there is no need to do this, is it to make himself less A little guilt.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Dazai said, Tsurumaru is your child and me... This joke is true, but I still want to ask, have we ever had that kind of relationship before?"

Gojo Satoru choked up a little, blinked under her suspicious gaze, moved closer to her, put his arms around her waist, lowered his voice, and apologized: "It's hard to say whether Tsurumaru is our child, but we have to talk about the relationship." ...I said it on my own initiative, Qian Xia accommodated my willfulness, so I'm sorry...I didn't even ask Qian Xia if she would like it."

Gojo Satoru now has a very accurate understanding of the high school meeting. In his only memory, he was lying on the sofa quite indifferently, propped his chin, and asked casually, "Do you want to do it?"

After asking, I didn't care how she would answer.After a moment of silence, he flipped through the comic book and forgot about it, so she replied calmly, "Okay."

Gojo Gojo was stunned for a moment, and then accepted it happily, thinking that if the relationship went further, Qianxia would never be so quiet again, they were going to get married after all.

What Yuecheng Qianxia thought was that she knew everything thoroughly, he really didn't care about anything, he obviously didn't like her, didn't he, why could he say it so indifferently... But she immediately calmed down again, she After liking Wujo Wu for four years, she didn't want to work hard anymore, and there must be no results, but before she left, it would be fine to find some blessings and benefits for herself, so, with the mentality of falling in love with Wujo Wu, she had the first time with him.

"Are you apologizing now," she said.

"Yes, I'm apologizing...it's all my fault." He didn't hesitate.

"Then I don't have to forgive..." She blinked, lowered her eyes, and stepped back a little, but was firmly blocked by a lean and powerful arm. What kind of expression can be seen on the screen, "It's you who didn't forgive, or it was you who didn't forgive before amnesia."

"Isn't it all me?" Yuecheng Qianxia was annoyed by his words, raised her eyelashes, revealing her golden eyes.

Gojo Satoru took another step closer, and wrapped him in his arms. This time his tone was low, like a wronged cat, seeking the owner's touch, showing his vulnerable side, "Well, it's all Qianxia... before... It was my fault, sorry."

Tsukishiro Qianxia didn't reject his closeness at all. Even in the hotel lobby, she was stared at by the young girl at the front desk, and was surrounded by Changyi and Tsurumaru sitting on the sofa. She didn't have the desire to push him away. impulse.

It doesn't get any worse, her brain, her body, knows exactly what she wants.

The sweet and greasy fragrance penetrated into the nose, and the unique breath belonging to Gojo Satoru hit her face, which contained coolness and heat, and the scorching tone burned her ears, telling her undeniable desire for monopoly. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her voice Steady, "...too close."

Gojo Satoru let out a "hmm", the ending sound rose slightly.

Leaving a little distance away, I saw her blushing, and the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

She breathed fresh air, her voice was still steady, "Mr. Gojo, I will not refuse your pursuit, but please pay attention to the time and place."

Gojo Satoru smiled. He turned the folding umbrella in his hand, moved away from her in a happy mood, and said, "Let's go then. Whether Qianxia recovers her memory or not, I will never let you leave again."

Wutiao Wu probably knew it in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and neither did she.

Then pretend not to know.

Between him and Qian Xia, there are still many problems that need to be resolved, such as the amnesia of both of them now.Maybe, it will take a lot of time, but it doesn't matter, take your time.

……

Got caught.

Moon Palace Ringo was sitting in the coffee shop full of anger, her beautiful blue eyes were wide open.

"Didn't Qianxia say that she would take care of someone today? Then why are you here!"

He pointed to the two people who were ordering at the counter, one big and one small, "Who are they!"

Yuecheng Qianxia was a little numb. Didn't he say that he didn't have a filming job? How could it be such a coincidence that the dessert shop that Ringo mentioned was opposite this restaurant.She raised her smiling face, approached him a little, and sincerely took Ringo as a girl, poked his angry face with her fingers, and said, "They are friends, I brought them out for dinner."

She is typical, acting in whatever role she meets.

Yuegong Lingo blinked, avoiding her closeness, and snorted, "You didn't tell me, so you don't want to rely on seeing me!"

"Of course not." She played the role of amnesia, thought about it, moved her body, took his arm, blinked a pair of moist and lovely eyes, and said, "I don't want to disturb Ringo...and I just took them out for dinner. "

She looked away, her eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and those two guys actually ran over there and sat there.

It's too disrespectful, is she going to deal with Lingo alone!Fortunately, Gojo Satoru is not here now, so I have to find a way to leave quickly.

"That... Ringo." She raised her eyes, Moon Palace Ringo stretched out a finger to her lips, stared at her with blue eyes unblinking, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk, you don't want me to If you're angry, just kiss me."

Yuecheng Qianxia: "?"

Yuegong Ringo brushed her hair, "They're all girls, what's wrong?"

She pursed her lips, and glanced at Changyi and Tsurumaru who were concentrating on eating.

Calculating the time, Wujo in the bathroom can't realize it, so a kiss as soon as possible can solve the Shura field, and she won't suffer anyway.

But during the time she was hesitating, Yuegong Lingo didn't want to wait any longer, he snorted softly, gently brushed away the pink curly hair hanging around his face, and said in a sweet, arrogant voice, "Then Let me kiss Qianxia."

"MUA~ Chinatsu is my favorite!"

Yamabuchi Nagayoshi: "..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

Gojo Satoru who just entered the restaurant: "..."

It doesn't matter if girls stick to each other!He can barely take it!But now he discovered a fact that shocked him... Moon Palace Ringo is a man! ! !

At the restaurant at ten o'clock in the morning, they were only two tables of guests.

Yue Gong Lingo smiled and hugged her tightly, rubbing her hair, and looked at Gojo Satoru, full of self-evident victory and joy.

Nagayoshi and Tsurumaru's gazes also looked at Gojo Satoru in unison, containing meaningful temptations.

"Hmm... Ringo." She grabbed his arm, sat up straight, and turned her head away.

58. Chapter 58 Choose Torajiro

I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

by heavy string

Jinjiang Literature City alone

Oh wow.

The beautiful and lovely Moon Palace Ringo hugged her together, like a pair of dear little sisters, their relationship was so good.But in reality, the beautiful and lovely girl is a man.At this moment, he suddenly recalled that Ringo Yuegong...wasn't she the star that Qian Xia liked!

His face overlapped perfectly with the magazine photo in memory