After sex turned black babes I became top

The result was a dreamless night.

I was awakened by the morning sun. The moment I opened my eyes, I was slightly stabbed by the bright sun. I subconsciously shrank into the quilt and found myself holding a long pillow in my arms.

The pajama pants have long been lifted up due to the problem of sleeping position, revealing two flamboyant thighs, which are going up and down and sandwiching the pillow.

Oh, so it turned out that this was the thing I was holding in my dream yesterday..

If you get too close, you can still smell the pleasant fragrance from the pillow, which is a bit like the smell of a certain shower gel brand.

While feeling a little relieved, I also felt a little strange——

When did I develop the habit of hugging things to fall asleep?

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.

Although the person is awake, it seems that the body has not reacted yet, and the brain is also in the chaos of half-dream and half-awake. I didn't get up from the bed sleepily until the sound of the water stopped.

Wrapped only in a bath towel, the wet Gojo Satoru came out of the bathroom. His white hair was wet and drooping, covered with a layer of crystal water, and fell into his chest one by one. .

The thought that floated through my mind for a moment was: Well, it is a solid cat.

"Hi, good morning." He brushed his hair carelessly, then hung the towel around his neck casually.

I couldn't help yawning lazily, reached out to wipe away the physical tears from the corners of my eyes, and replied, "Hi, good morning!"

Gojo Satoru: "Aoi, can you help me find the hair dryer in the bottom drawer of the bedside table?"

I nodded, turned over and opened the bottom cabinet, and sure enough, I saw the hair dryer.

The moment I handed the hair dryer to Gojo Satoru, I suddenly came to my senses, and then my face turned pale in shock. I retreated to the corner of the bed and pointed at Gojo Satoru: "You you...why are you in my room?"

It's all because everything got along so naturally that I was so slow to react!

He sat by my bed, tilted his head and showed a puzzled expression, "But this is our room."

The water droplets that were attracted by gravity from the end of the white hair fell straight down, just hitting my bare feet exposed outside the quilt, and the sudden coolness made me shrink back.

"What two people?"

I suddenly died down.Okay, excuse me.

Resignedly, I got up from the other end of the bed, put on my slippers and ran into the bathroom, "Then I'll wash up, bye-"

Then he slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it, completely shutting Gojo Satoru out, and also shutting Gojo Satoru's low-pitched laughter out.

Gojo Satoru looked at the closed door and was in a good mood, especially noticing the reddened ears of the girl when she hurriedly fled to the bathroom, the smile became deeper.

..

Behind the door came the noise of a hairdryer working.

I sat on the toilet seat and began to think about life. The bathroom was full of dampness, and the air was still mixed with the pleasant smell of shower gel.

Well, it's so familiar, it seems to be the smell on the pillow.

As soon as this cognition appeared in my mind, I couldn't help but sighed, and then began to comfort myself and hypnotize myself: "It's not like this, it must not be like what I thought, that's right, Aoi Todo, Don't think too much! This is a disease, you have to cure it!"

After a while, the whirring sound of the hair dryer outside the door stopped, and then Gojo Satoru's voice came from behind the door, interrupting my thoughts.

"Aoi? Are you alright?"

I subconsciously said: "I'm constipated!"

There was a strange silence outside, I pricked up my ears, and seemed to vaguely hear the voice of the man holding back his laughter.

My face turned blue and red, and I just wanted to slap myself soberly, why did I find such a wretched excuse. .

Gojo Satoru: "Then I'll go out and bring you breakfast first, don't you rush to take your time?"

I bit the bullet and said, "Okay."

Then I quietly put my ear to the door, and there seemed to be no movement in the room. Just in case, I waited another 5 minutes before slowly walking out of the bathroom.

Gojo Satoru had already left temporarily.

I just breathed a sigh of relief.

..

I think I should keep thinking rationally, especially when facing Gojo Satoru.

After all, I have been led by the nose since I was declared amnesia by the other party..

If it is true as the other party said, if you want to get married, why did you choose Las Vegas? Even before I lost my memory, I didn't have the slightest obsession with this place.

Gojo Satoru was just taken aback for a moment, then showed a shy (?) expression, and calmly explained: "You found out! In fact, I came to Las Vegas at my request - originally I wanted to take advantage of Aoi I tried to scare you when I lost my memory, but I didn't expect it to be exposed."

I retorted unwillingly: "..but I didn't even bring my ID card."

"A hot piece of knowledge, you don't need a certificate to get married in Las Vegas!" The pretty eyes blinked, showing a little bit of grievance, "Does Aoi think I'm lying to you?"

Oops, I was turned against the general!

The other party's gaze was too sincere and open, so that I actually felt a little bit guilty, and dryly argued: "Of course...of course not!"

"Then Aoi doesn't want to marry me? Do you regret it?" The other party chased after the victory.

"."

I can't even remember why I regret it! Hey!

Forget it, I lowered my head and focused on the great cause of eating breakfast, Gojo Satoru also fell silent.

But I can still feel the other person's eyes on me, I dare not imagine Gojo Satoru's expression at this moment, and I dare not look up at him.

I feel like an irresponsible scumbag, a heartbreaker, and Gojo Satoru is that victim.

The visual sense of the plot of this dog blood TV series made my stomach hurt even more. .

After breakfast, Gojo Satoru asked me if I wanted to go for a walk, I thought about it, and agreed.

Maybe if we go out for a walk with him, we can find different clues..

The morning in Las Vegas is quiet. The blue sky and white clouds filter out the impetuousness after nightfall. There are not many tourists on the road. There are two foreigners playing musical instruments on the open space in front of the beach. The soothing music is accompanied by wet The salty and cool sea breeze comes from the shadowy side, making people involuntarily relax and devote themselves to this tranquility.

Passed by a flower shop.

The owner of the florist was arranging flowers and plants in the fence outside the door. When he saw Gojo Satoru, he greeted him warmly, "Hi, Mr. Gojo, is it still the old rules today?"

Gojo Satoru nodded with a smile, "Well, it's the old rules."

The boss noticed me next to Gojo Satoru, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, "Your wife's is so beautiful."

"I."

I was about to explain that I was not Gojo Satoru's wife.But the enthusiastic store owner obviously couldn't listen to it anymore, and just praised Wujo Wu to me.

"Because I know Ma'am that you like sunflowers, Mr. Gojo would come to my store to pick out sunflowers for you every day. The love is so enviable...beautiful men and beautiful women, what a match made in heaven!"

The owner of the florist rubbed his face with a pregnant face, then leaned over and whispered, "There are many women on the beach who like Mr. Gojo. Although Mr. Gojo would refuse to say that he has a family every time, he did not give They take any chance."

".. Ha ha, is it?" I can only reply with an embarrassed smile.

Gojo Satoru over there has already selected the flowers and handed them over to the boss, "Excuse me, it's still the same."

"No trouble, have a nice day, both of you."

"You too."

"."

There is one thing to say, if it weren't for the tacit understanding of the words and actions of these two people, and they really look like regular customers at first glance, I even wonder if these two people are colluding to play me.

However, I'm curious about one thing -

"How did you know that I like sunflowers?"

Gojo Wujo hooked his lips and asked back, "How does Aoi think I know?"

"." I just pretended to be stupid, laughed twice, and skipped this question.

no?Did Gojo Satoru really not lie to me?

The two of us even...

Gojo Satoru got the surfboard he had stored there from the management office. It just so happened that the sky was high and windy today, and the waves on the sea were not small, which was very suitable for surfing.

The tight-fitting black surfing suit showed the lines of his body to the fullest. One thing to say, Gojo Satoru's skin was snow-white, as if he would never be tanned. He usually wore the black uniform of the high school, or it was loose. Clothes, the body that is rarely exposed outside is actually strong and material.

Oh, and he also has abs.

Here's what I found out from a casual glance this morning.

That white hair undulates in the waves, it is too eye-catching, I noticed that there are many women on the beach looking at him, either openly or sneakily.

Especially those foreign women with hot bodies, they can't wait to have their eyes glued to Gojo Satoru.

There are many women on the beach who like Mr. Gojo. .

I sat under the sun umbrella and took a sip of the green orange lemon. I don’t know if it was too much lemon, but it was a bit sour, especially when I accidentally took a sip of the lemon flesh, it made my face wrinkle with sourness.

Gojo Satoru also finished his happy surfing time, and walked towards me with a surfboard in one hand.

Then a woman blocked the way, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, Gojo Satoru pointed in my direction, and the woman looked in the direction of his finger.

Gojo Satoru waved at me happily, and made a mouth shape similar to Hi.

I subconsciously waved and gave a Hi.

Then I inexplicably got a jealous look, and the woman stomped her feet and left.

Although every time Mr. Gojo refuses to say that he has a family, he just doesn't give them any chance. .

I thought back to the florist's words and started to have a stomachache..

Is all this true?

I really fell in love with Gojo Satoru, and then lost my memory before getting married?

Not only that, after amnesia, I still suspect Gojo Satoru is playing me?

Gan!

The scumbag turned out to be me?