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

Sit up from above, then quickly shrink to the foot of the bed.

His face was flushed, and the thin red at the end of his eyes made his eyes still a little watery, like a poor deer.

"sorry."

Convinced, she hasn't said anything yet.

Gojo Satoru is planning to destroy the human setting to the end?

However, Wujo Satoru, who would take the initiative to let go and apologize, is very fresh. After all, according to his personality, he used to push his feet.

She pressed her forehead, sat up with her arms propped up, and smoothed out her misty blue hair that was messed up because of the sudden push.

The dark room suddenly brightened.

Tsukishiro Chinatsu pressed the small lamp on the bedside table.

The rising temperature in the room was gradually stabilized by the cool summer wind that poured into the window. She turned her eyes lightly, looked at the curtains that were shaken by the wind, and seemed to be able to smell the warm and ambiguous atmosphere Sweet.

It's windy again, let's hope it doesn't rain tonight.

Once the light is on, you can see Gojo Satoru's pitiful look even more.

The corners of Yuecheng Qianxia's lips were flat, and she glanced at him, "Thank you."

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, and almost couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

"You don't blame me." He blinked hesitantly, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and looked at her.He felt a little hot on his body, so he unbuttoned the neckline, revealing a section of beautifully shaped collarbone.

If this was put before, it would definitely make Qianxia very angry, and then ignore him for a few days, automatically ignore him, no matter how coaxed he can't come back.

She hugged her bent knees, not paying attention to his movements, and said, "I'm angry." After a pause, "But thank you too."

Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall and leaned his head against the wall. He blinked, weakened the aura on his body, smiled, and turned to look at her, "Just don't blame me."

After a while, he still felt very hot. He is a healthy adult male, and he understands what this restlessness from deep inside means.He kept a weak smile, and asked as usual: "Do you want to gather everyone at the beach on Saturday?"

She didn't expect him to mention this and said, "That's right, what's the matter."

He wanted to ask, why did he do this, but instinctively felt that something bad would come out of him, so he chose to shut up and asked, "Should it be called Jingu Temple?"

Yuecheng Qianxia glanced at him, felt her heart gradually stabilized, and said: "...the hospital is very busy, don't bother him."

"Where is Nitro, do you want to see me?" He sat at the end of the bed with his legs crossed, leaning against the wall, swallowed lightly, and asked a question tentatively.

Hearing this, she was slightly taken aback, then nodded slowly, "I want to see..."

After coming here, she and Nitro just met for a while, and there were a lot of things they wanted to say, but the two of them didn't have a good chat.She was about to leave soon, and if there was anyone she wanted to see the most, it would only be Nitro.

If possible, she still wants to ask her to check more about the prison gate, and it is best to take it back as soon as possible.She doesn't believe what happened in the dream, but it's always good to be careful.

Gojo Satoru observed her expression, his mind sank slightly.

A bad alarm bell sounded quietly in my heart.

But at this critical juncture, it was really difficult for him to think about this kind of problem.

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself down.

Yuecheng Qianxia really needs to settle all the debts left before. Although Wujo Wu's method is a little bit damaged, it is still a good way.Now let's see if Lingo and Fengdou will retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Moreover, she had to be sure that when Gojo Satoru pressed down on her, making the kind of movement that would stir up ripples, her heart was beating wildly.She was trapped in a square inch, and the ambiguous breath mixed with the sweet smell blended into her nose. As he approached, the short white hair hanging down rubbed against her forehead. She is the one who comes out, full of tenderness and love for civilization.

Just the right amount of seduction.

Although she couldn't guarantee whether he would take an aggressive attack the next second after the phone was hung up.

But two options had formed in her mind.

One: The last self-willedness is with Gojo Satoru, which is only a few days, and I want to stay with him.

Two: If he feels regret and sorry, live in the long future with this heart.

She chose the second option, and if Gojo Gojo got too far, she would shut people out forever.

Although it seems that he still played some tricks now, it is harmless.

Gojo Satoru stayed for a while longer, and the silence flowing in the air was broken.

"Um... Qianxia, ​​can I borrow the bathroom here?"

She recovered from her contemplation, glanced at him, "Please go ahead."

Gojo Satoru looked a little unnatural, he found that the heat on his body really couldn't be suppressed, Qianxia sat on the head of the bed with her knees hugged, her expression was quiet, she didn't care about him at all, the faint fragrance of Qianxia's body flowed in the air, easily touching his fragile body Nervous, it's really not good to stay here any longer.

Seeing that his eyes were moist, Yuecheng Qianxia swallowed slightly in her throat when she looked away slightly, her Adam's apple rolled, and an unnatural smile rose on her face.

Oh, she got it.

"Use this towel, don't make the bathroom dirty, I'm going to take a shower later." Saying that, he opened the cabinet door and threw him a towel, which was covered with a delicate fragrance.

Seeing Wujo Wu catch it, she was stunned, she gave him a speechless look, "What are you thinking, this is a new towel, I have never used it before."

Sensing that his embarrassment was seen by Tsukishiro Chinatsu, Gojo Satoru was not ashamed.

He stood up from the bed, thanked her, grabbed the towel, opened the door and left.

Yuecheng Qianxia pursed the corners of her lips, suddenly feeling amused.

……

Gojo Satoru took a cold shower for half an hour.

But he felt that he might need to stay in the cold wind for another hour before he could suppress the boiling of his blood.

So I washed it for another 10 minutes, but the hand towel she gave was useless, just used it to wipe off the water on my body.

Gojo Satoru thought and thought, but didn't want to return it.

There is always a strange feeling in his heart, this is someone else's apartment, borrowed his bathroom, and during the time spent with Qian Xia, a strange sense of immorality will arise.

The idea immediately crossed his mind.

Thank you for the bathroom in Nanjo Torajiro's apartment, and thank him for taking in Chinatsu who lost his memory in Okinawa.

But no one can get involved in his relationship with Qian Xia.

It doesn't matter, Qian Xia will go back to Tokyo with him after this Saturday.

Now he won't push his feet.

The key is that now that Qianxia has recovered her memory, she has not accepted him again.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of the mirror and smiled.He could see that he still had a special place in Qian Xia's heart.

It is gradual.

Or launch an aggressive attack.

Gojo Satoru chose the first option, taking his time until Qianxia clearly felt his feelings.But he always felt that something was wrong, it seemed that because she was too calm and relieved, she would always give him the illusion that she would leave him one day.

That step-by-step approach is not advisable.

Gojo Satoru waited in the living room until Qianxia came out of the shower.

He was very self-conscious. He didn't wait for her to come out to say something that would make her angry. Before she chased her away, he had to say goodbye first.

but……

The words say so.

As soon as Yuecheng Qianxia entered the living room, Gojo Satoru's eyes wanted to stick to her.

Pretending to be innocent, he touched his nose, looked away, and landed on the magazine in his hand.

She changed into a loose and too long shirt, a pair of comfortable jeans on her long and straight legs, and a dry towel covered her half-dry hair.The misty blue hair was scattered behind her back, and a small piece of water soaked out from the back of the shirt.

She wiped the water off her body very clean, and there was not a drop of water on her neck. Her expressionless face was a little red from the heat.

When she just came in, she raised her hand to wipe her hair, her whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, she was very beautiful and dreamy.

Gojo Satoru's eyes were no longer in the magazine.

The two looked at each other.

Gojo Wujo's face doesn't turn red and his heart beats, but his heart beats like hell.I don't know if this is just for his awareness of prevention. When Nancheng Toranojiro was at home, did she also dress meticulously after getting out of the bath like this.

Thinking about coming to Okinawa, she relied on Nancheng Toranojiro, her ex-boyfriend, and under the premise of amnesia, would she be less vigilant towards him.Thinking about it this way, Gojo Satoru felt that the noisy heartbeat in his chest made his ears hurt. Fortunately, he was far away from her so that she would not notice his gaffe.

"It's getting late, you go to bed early later."

He put on his coat, put the magazine back in its place, and turned to her.Then he glanced at the dry towel on the table, "I'll take this towel, um...you probably won't want to use it again."

Tsukishiro Qianxia glanced at the towel in his hand, and it flashed through his mind for a moment, didn't he have the idea of ​​using this towel.Congratulations to the towel for keeping it clean.

"Well, it's raining a little outside, before it rains heavily, you should go back first." She thought for a while, wiped her hair with her hand, and said, "You live with Tsurumaru and the others."

"Yes, I'm in the room next door to them."

"Oh."

She looked up at the hanging clock.

Wutiao Wu understood and left immediately.

She didn't send it off, and went straight back to the room. When she closed the window, she glanced outside.

Gojo Satoru was walking under the street lamp, and the tiny raindrops were clearly visible under the light. He tied the towel around his wrist, put one hand in his pocket, and wiped his hand with the other