Eh? It doesn't hurt anymore.

Kitagawa Kaimeng opened his eyes in surprise.

Gojo Satoru had already let go of his hands, drinking his coffee calmly.

"Mr. Wujo, how did you do it? I'm curious!"

"flutter"

He had just taken a sip, and upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru spit out the coffee water and looked at Kitagawa Kaimeng with a strange expression.

You're not a girl, you were dropped by Chitanda Eru, right?

Why did you even say 'I'm curious'?

Seemingly understanding the meaning of Gojo Satoru's weird expression, Kitagawa Kaimeng smiled.

"I learned Eru's mantra."

"..."

Speaking of Chitanda Eru, her family asked him to take a week off, and he would not come to school until the next Monday.

After all, such a big incident happened in the "May 60", and it is still necessary to adjust the physical and mental state.

"Let's not talk about this first, Mr. Wujo, how did you do it?"

Saying that, Kitagawa Kaimeng poked the spot where the tear stain was just now with his finger.

Hmm, not at all.

"Just do this, then do that, and finally take a breath and it's ok, don't you know?"

Gojo Satoru said as if looking at a fool.

"Huh? Do this, then do that, okay?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng even gestured foolishly.

This made Gojo Satoru want to laugh.

"Cough cough."

He quickly suppressed his smile, cleared his throat and changed the subject.

"Okay, don't think too much, aren't you hungry? Let's go eat.

"Yeah, eat!"

Hearing the meal, Kitagawa Kaimeng's eyes lit up suddenly.

The topic just now was thrown away in an instant.

Lifting the bag, the two left the cafe with the coffee money on the table.

Gradually, the sky gradually dimmed.

In a fried restaurant, Kitagawa Kaimeng was eating fried rice with a happy face.

But the corner of Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched.

"What's the matter, Mr. Wujo?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng asked vaguely as he chewed the fried rice with his small mouth.

"Why do you keep looking at me, why don't you eat?"

"No, it's nothing, I'll just eat it."

Silently withdrawing his eyes, Gojo Gojo took a spoonful and ate fried rice.

This fried restaurant was brought by Kitagawa Kaimeng with Wujo Wu. I heard from her that this is a restaurant she frequents. Not only does it serve fried rice dishes from various countries, but the fried rice inside is also delicious!

Gojo Satoru and Kitagawa Kaimeng both ordered Yangzhou Fried Rice and Udon Noodles.

After serving it, Kitagawa Kaimeng poured udon noodles into the fried noodles under Gojo Satoru's horrified eyes, which seemed to be delicious.

Not a girl, although this does not belong to dark cuisine, but don't you think it's weird to eat?

Udon noodles are covered with fried rice, doesn't it taste weird?

After a few minutes.

Kitagawa Kaimeng patted his slightly bulging stomach in satisfaction, and sighed happily.

"Ah~ rice is indeed the most delicious food in the world."

"Are you done eating?"

Gojo Satoru was a little surprised, glanced at the other party's empty plate, and then at his own plate with half of the fried rice, he also sighed.

"You can really eat, Kitagawa-san."

Kitagawa Kaimeng's happy face froze, blushed, and shamelessly grabbed the clothes of a certain white-haired monster, pulling and shouting.

"Don't say that I can eat very well, you can't say, Mr. Wutiao, bah!"

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Being shaken, Gojo Satoru couldn't even speak clearly.

"Don't let people tell the truth... Hey, why are you crawling on top of me, uh uh uh....

Kitagawa Kaimeng seemed to want to cover Gojo Satoru's mouth, but he was not tall enough at all, so he crawled into his arms, and finally blocked that abominable mouth with both hands.

"Don't tell.

She said softly.

Gojo Satoru, whose mouth was covered, nodded, holding his arms around the opponent's slender waist, afraid of slipping down.

The wine-red eyes of the two and the blue eyes exposed by the slipped sunglasses of the two looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere began to be ambiguous~. …

"Hoo, hoo—"

Feeling the big hand around her waist, Kitagawa Kaimeng's exhalation became slightly hasty...

His eyes gradually blurred.

Teacher Wutiao, he is really handsome. He is the perfect boyfriend in my ideal. He is tall and handsome. He is also willing to make COS clothes for me. He will also accompany me on hot days as promised.

"If possible, let Mr. Wujo be my boyfriend."

An idea popped out of Kitagawa Kaimeng's mind.

She is an open-minded girl. Although she has never had a boyfriend or had close contact with any man in 16 years, she is indeed an open-minded woman.

The forbidden love between the teacher and the student may even be discovered later, and judged by others at the highest point of morality, she doesn't care at all.

Kitagawa Kaimeng only cares about whether he likes the other party.

"It seems that I really like Gojo-sensei a little~"

She thought for sure.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, the curtain in front of the fried restaurant was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged female boss came in, and said at the same time.

"Haimo, is there enough udon noodles? Not enough Aunt, I'll give you a...bowl."

Before she finished speaking, she stared at Wujo Wu and Wujo Wu in a daze.

"sorry for disturbance!"

Leaving a word, the middle-aged female boss ran away.

Looking at the running figure, Wujo Wukong stretched out a hand, pulled away the hands covering his mouth, and said 3.4 in grief.

"It's over, my innocence."

"It should be my innocence, Mr. Wujo."

Kitagawa Kaimeng said with a small mouth.

"You don't understand now, although I'm a girl logically, but you know the boss so well, it must be because of my innocence.

"Uh..., it seems to be right."

"Right, hehe."

Seeing the cute girl who was stunned by the words and even nodded in agreement, Gojo Satoru smiled viciously.

"However, I always feel that something is wrong."

"Oh, you think too much."

"Really? All right then."

(Kitagawa Kaimeng's emotional drama is slowly unfolding ~ I don't know if it will be banned, hey.).

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