Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

The two came to a relatively hidden corner of the square.

There were only a few scattered passers-by around.

"Come on, Haimeng, make an innocent expression, yes, that's how it looks, and look at the camera."

Gojo Satoru bent slightly, pointed the camera in his hand and pointed forward.

And Kitagawa Kaimeng, who was in front of him, was also instructed to make an innocent and pure appearance according to the expression and demeanor of "Hei Jiangyun" in his memory.

'Click——

The crisp sound of taking pictures sounded.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head to look at the photo album in the camera and admired it.

"Wu Jun, how are you doing?!"

Kitagawa Kaimeng didn't come over, but asked loudly.

"Okay, great!"

Gojo Gojo gave a thumbs up with "four seven seven" in admiration, then raised the camera again to aim.

"Haimeng, you turned your side this time, turned your head to look at the scenery, and then looked back inadvertently, that's right, that's the way it is, come on, demonstrate it again according to the way just now.

Hearing the instructions, Kitagawa Kaimeng raised his small head, looked at the conspicuous Tokyo Tower in the distance with his blurred eyes, as if he had sensed something, and glanced back gently.

'click——'

Gojo Satoru took the picture without hesitation.

"Great, come on, Haimeng, this time you look at the camera with a lewd expression."

Colored expression?

Kitagawa Kaimeng poked his chin with his index finger, as if thinking about the picture in his memory.

After thinking about it, she gently pinched the sides of the skirt with both hands, and pulled it up, revealing suspenders and stockings, with a colorful expression on her face.

There was no one around the roadside, otherwise Wutiaoyu wouldn't have made this move.

'click——'

Another photo album is out.

Gojo Satoru expressed his satisfaction.

There is no need to retake continuously at all, and the expression and demeanor are in place every time.

Of course, the main thing is not pretty enough.

"Wu Jun, how did you go this time..."

'call

A gust of wind blew, blowing Kitagawa Kaimeng's skirt.

"just?"

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows.

No wonder the other party mysteriously kicked him out after putting on his makeup. It turned out that he wrote this word.

Kitagawa Kaimeng was stunned for a second, then reacted, quickly pressed down the skirt with both hands, his face was hot enough to fry an egg.

Violet eyes looked around.

"It's a good thing there's no one."

The tension relaxed.

Although letting the person she likes see it, she would be ashamed at most, but if she let others see it, then she would really lose face.

Pretending to cough twice, Kitagawa Kaimeng walked up to Gojo Satoru with her back to her hands cutely, and asked as usual.

"How about this time, Wu-jun."

"They're all pretty, look at them.

As he said that, Gojo Satoru took the camera and started flipping through the photos.

The two admired it in place for a few minutes.

At this time......

"Excuse me, can I take a photo for you? Xiaoyun."

A strange excited male voice came from behind the two of them.

Turning his head, he saw a fat, short man with eyes.

He held a black camera in his hand, and his ordinary fat face was full of excitement.

"Can you, Shizuku?"

Seeing Kitagawa Kaimeng's face, the man's tone became more enthusiastic.

Gojo Satoru frowned, trying to refuse on his behalf.

But Kitagawa Kaimeng took the lead and refused with a smile.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend who took a picture of me."

"Is your boyfriend as good at taking pictures as I am? I have been taking pictures for seven or eight years.

Hearing the refusal, the man said anxiously.

"Really, you trust me...uh."

He wanted to continue persuading, but suddenly there was an invisible huge pressure all over his body, and the fat all over his body trembled.

It lasted for more than ten seconds, and I was discouraged.

"Forget it, forget it, goodbye."

With a low voice, the man ran away.

At the same time, what he doesn't know is that the cheap camera in his hand has been completely scrapped and turned into a waste product...

After seeing the fat pig-like figure leaving, Kitagawa Kaimeng hugged Gojo Satoru's arm and said mischievously.

"Hey, I said you are my boyfriend, Wu Jun shouldn't be angry, right?"

"Tch, I'm the man you'll never get."

"Hey~, what are you talking about, Mr. Wu, then I must get it today."

"Come on then, I won't be afraid of you.

The two yelled at each other.

In the following time, after the two took a few more photos, they began to browse the comic exhibition.

Many passers-by wanted to take a photo with Kitagawa Kaimeng and even Gojo Satoru, but both of them refused, saying that they were just strolling around and didn't want to take a photo.

"Huh? Isn't that Xia Chuan?"

Seeing a silver-white figure in the JOJO'COS' area ahead, Gojo Satoru recognized him at a glance.

Xia Chuan is really cool.

Unexpectedly, she also came to the comic exhibition.

"So cool!?"

Hearing that her best friend was also coming to the comic exhibition, Kitagawa Kaimeng looked around excitedly, and finally saw the left back.

The two lowered their footsteps and walked behind Xia Chuan Zhenliang, when they heard faint murmurs.

"These cosplays are so ugly. I was quite curious at first, but they are only 5.8." "

Wiping her snow-white long hair back, Xia Chuan fell down speechless and ready to leave.

'boom

As soon as she turned her head, she slammed into an embrace.

Holding his sore forehead, Xia Chuan Zhenliang, who was burning with anger in his heart, raised his head fiercely and was about to talk trash.

"Are you sick? To suffer like this...Huh?"

Looking up, he saw Gojo Satoru with a smile on his face.

"Teacher Wutiao?!"

There will be a little thing tomorrow, and I will update the four shifts, and the day after tomorrow will almost hit the base.