I became a heartthrob as a teenage villain

The two of them walked towards the coffee shop. With the door jingling, Li Yuelong, who was going forward, stepped into the shop first, and closed the door with a little effort.

Gojo Satoru then took a step back.

He was almost hit on the nose by the door, letting Gojo Satoru know the other party's attitude towards this conversation, he is very upset now.

And he was very cautious, if there was any revenge, he would report it on the spot.

After choosing a table by the window, Li Yuelong sat on the red sofa, looking noble and cold, without any superfluous expression, looking at Wujo Wu indifferently.

Gojo Satoru stepped forward quickly, sat down opposite him, and asked the waiter for a lot of desserts.

After the dessert was on the table, he ate it with a fork, and commented: "This little cake is not bad, it is indeed recommended by the store."

After solving one, he immediately moved towards the next one, "This one has a good taste, it melts in the mouth, it's delicious!"

Seeing that Li Yuelong only ordered a cup of coffee, Gojo Wu asked, "Don't you want some? The dim sum in this shop is still very good."

"No, I don't like sweets!" Li Yuelong didn't like sweet pastries, he thought they were too sweet.

"That's a pity." Wujo Wu raised his eyes to look at Li Yuelong while he was eating dessert, "After all, eating sweets can make people feel happy."

Li Yuelong didn't deny this, just watched Wutiaowu eating like this, when Wutiaowu wiped out most of the desserts and still didn't have the intention to speak, he ran out of patience and said impatiently, "Don't you want to chat? ?”

It's not like I haven't eaten before.

The dumpling next to him seemed to sense the master's displeasure, and yelled at Li Yuelong twice as if acting like a baby.

Tuanzi's snow-white hair and round mandarin duck eyes are extremely cute.

Gojo Satoru swallowed the cake in his mouth, curled his lips and said, "A cat is cuter than you!"

Comparing cats with him?

Li Yuelong sneered, pursed her beautiful lips slightly, as if suppressing her unhappiness, and then said: "What do you want to talk about, hurry up, I'm very busy."

Alas, people are so good-looking, how can they explode with a little personality.

But now that he was barely asking for anything, Gojo Satoru could only put down his fork, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly, revealing one eye, which was blue and reminiscent of the color of the sky.

Li Yuelong's attention was attracted, Wutiao Wu's eyes were really special, and he promised that the same special eyes would work if transplanted into other people's eyes?

Just when he was dazed, such a sentence came from his ear.

"Jie's matter, I won't bother with you, return the photos to me, and don't keep the negatives!"

Li Yuelong came back to his senses, looking like a businessman, "One billion yen!"

"That's my photo, why do you want to pay?"

He's not being taken advantage of!

"Artists will buy photos when they get scandals, and so will you."

"Forget it, I don't want it anymore." Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, "No one will believe it anyway, and I will say it is your p's photo when the time comes."

Say no and don't!

How dare you say it belonged to him!

Li Yuelong was still immersed in the shamelessness of the other party's last sentence, and was completely confused by Gojo Wu's next words in the next second.

"Let Megumi Fushiguro come to Tokyo High School to study in high school!"

What?

Li Yuelong wondered if he heard it wrong, what is this guy talking about?

Why did it suddenly involve Hui?

Seeing the slight puzzlement in Li Yuelong's beautiful pupils, Wu Tiaowu explained: "I also found out when I checked your information, Fu Heihui is a good seed, if this continues, it will only waste his talent!"

Speaking of Fu Heihui, Li Yuelong also restrained his indifference a little, and was no longer so aggressive, "Is it good for him to go to the Conjuration College? According to my understanding, the conjuration world is just a feudal remnant. Terrible."

As far as he knew from Zenyuan Shi'er, the Zenyuan family members of Yusan's family were more obsessed with spells than blood ties, and it really fully demonstrated the saying that if you are not a magician, you are not a human being.

The desperate abuse, humiliation, and oppression of one's own clansmen can make that ruthless man in the Chanyuan Shier into such a psychologically traumatized appearance, and he knows that it is a garbage dump.

Fu Heihui is not as thick-skinned as his father.

Being criticized so relentlessly by an outsider like Li Yuelong, Wutiaowu didn't feel ashamed at all, and was even very excited. This really touched his heart.

"What you describe is absolutely amazing, isn't it just a remnant of feudalism!" Wutiao Wu said very annoyed: "Those old oranges who are afraid of death are so frightening, they are so old, they should have stepped down a long time ago gone."

"Old Orange?"

This adjective made Li Yuelong a little confused.

Gojo Satoru said with a grin: "The faces of those old guys are wrinkled like orange peels."

Hearing this explanation, Li Yuelong smiled slightly and curled the corners of his mouth.

This smile can be regarded as a small sign of the easing of the relationship between the two, and the atmosphere between the two is not as tense as it was at the beginning.

"Laughing." Wutiao Wu said: "This can be regarded as a easing of the relationship between the two of us, and we have reached a consensus on this matter?"

Li Yuelong restrained his smile slightly, and changed back to his expressionless expression before, "I can't beat you either, so I can only sit here and drink coffee with you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his cup and took a sip, "But Hui's opinion needs to be sought, and it's useless for you to tell me!"

Gojo Satoru said indifferently: "Don't worry, becoming stronger is a man's romance, that kid will agree!"

"Hui is a gentle child, not necessarily interested in these things!"

This is what Li Yuelong said to stab Wutiaowu. After all, the other party's face is full of pride, which makes people want to pour cold water on him.

Fu Heihui is indeed very gentle, and he is good at taking care of others at a young age, but becoming stronger is what everyone desires in his heart, and Hui is the same. He has been practicing hard since he was a child, and he has never fallen behind.

So Gojo Satoru was right about Kei.

But becoming stronger should be everyone's romantic ability. After all, being weak is the original sin. No matter who you are, you must learn to be strong and protect yourself.

"You're underestimating the genes of the Chanyuan family!" Gotiao Wutiao laughed.

Li Yuelong was full of disdain, "Forget it, those bad genes."

In Li Yuelong's heart, the bloodline that the Yusan family was so proud of was nothing but rubbish, and his jade-white face couldn't hide his disgust.

But when it comes to the Chanyuan family, Li Yuelong is still a little worried.

"By the way, I mean just in case, if Hui goes to the High School of Conjuration, will it be very hard?" When it comes to Fu Heihui, Li Yuelong always softens a little.

This appearance is the same as what Gojo Satoru saw on the deck back then, and people would subconsciously think that he is a gentle person at first glance.

"Don't worry about this. It's a treasure to have a technique. You can live very well even in the garbage pond of the Zenyuan family."

Wutiao Wu is very confident about this. If Fu Heihui is strong enough, the members of the Chanyuan family will even give up the position of patriarch.

Thinking that Fu Heihui might be involved with the Zenyuan family in the future, Li Yuelong couldn't help but said bitterly: "I think that Zenyuan family is a shabby household, poor to death."

Gojo Satoru:?

"How do you say that?" Wutiao Wu looked at Li Yuelong excitedly.

"If it weren't for being poor, why would you squeeze your loved ones like this? Can't you just take a sum of money and let people go out and fight by themselves? Isn't this a routine operation of big families?"

Gojo Satoru was a little silent.

He is very familiar with the operation of the Chanyuan family. To be honest, the Wutiao family also does the same, but they are connected by blood, and there is still a bit of warmth in getting along.

But the Wutiao family is not poor at all, he can guarantee it!

"Also, let my relatives serve me, I really can't figure it out!"

Thinking back to when he was a child, the people around him were all Wutiao.

Gojo Satoru was silent again.

But it was this kind of silence that made Li Yuelong suspicious. After all, Wutiaowu was not a silent character.

Seeing that Li Yuelong became suspicious, Gojo Wu immediately changed the subject, "The Kamo family of the Yusan family can still marry a concubine."

Side room?

"Really?" Li Yuelong said lightly, "But rich people are like this, the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside."

Li Yuelong didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and talked about Hui's matter again, "If Hui chooses to go to the High School of Conjuration, don't let the group of poor ghosts from the Buddhist monastery bother him."

Well, the good Gojo Satoru responded very seriously.

Wutiao Wu's attitude was very good, which made Li Yuelong feel that Wutiao Wu attached great importance to this matter, but why?

"Why do you take Hui so seriously?"

"Well, cultivate fresh blood to replace the rotten blood."

"It's not impossible for you to directly replace the dirty blood with violence. Why bother?"

"I call it a moderate revolution."

"Just you? I'm afraid the magic world is not violent enough!"

Gojo Gojo laughed loudly, supported the table, and patted it twice from time to time.

He hasn't chatted with people like this for a long time. After all, when he complains about the upper echelons of the magic world, it will become a performance by himself, and others don't have the courage.

After Wujo Wu stopped laughing, Li Yuelong asked suddenly. "Are you 26 years old?"

I don't know what Li Yuelong meant, but there is no need to hide his age, Gojo Satoru nodded.

"26." Li Yuelong said with a contemplative face, "It's 26, why do you still look like a primary school student, and even pat the table when you're happy, this is a public place."

amount……

Never expecting that the other party would say that, Gojo Satoru didn't know what to say in order to regain the right to speak.

Li Yuelong leaned on the red sofa, just like leaning on a chair in his own garden, leisurely and lazy, with a smile on his lips.

He just likes to see the opponent's deflated appearance.

But is Gojo Satoru the one who will admit defeat?

Of course not, so he immediately imitated the child's appearance, and said in a childlike voice: "Big brother is really annoying, he is only 2 years old!"

Li Yuelong: Expressionless.jpg

"He's only two years old"

"Two years old."

The normal male voice reappeared, Gojo Satoru said angrily, "Don't you have something to laugh about?"

"That's your show totally not worth my laugh."

At this moment, a child wearing a red bow tie walked by, "Sister Lan, wait for me..."

The lovely voice of a child speaks lovely words.

Li Yuelong gave Wutiaowu a look, it was the child's innocent voice.

Gojo Satoru is not convinced, his performance is the best.