On Monday, Zongwu Gao.

In the teacher's office, Toji Naori was wearing a cute pajamas, with deep fatigue on her cute face, and extremely thick dark circles under her eyes.

The hands kept turning the bag upside down, it seemed to be......... clothes?

Qianshi Qianxun, who was sitting in a chair beside her, hugged her arms silently.

"So that means, you stayed up all night last night, overslept, and didn't change your clothes for fear of being late, so you planned to change directly in the office? It's you, Cai-pick."

"Hey, thank you for the compliment."

Hu Cicai stuck out his tongue and looked mischievous.

"I'm not praising you here."

Chihiro Chihiro said weakly.

In response, Toji Nanaka chose to keep her mouth shut, and began to slowly take off her pajamas.

Last night, she watched the photos of Gojo Satoru secretly taken. After looking at them all night, she kept imagining the days after they got married, and even decided on the child's name.

Boys are called Wujo You, and girls are called Wujo Qiong.

Ah~ I really look forward to the married life with Wu Jun~

But it seems that whoever thinks about it will come.

'Batt—'

The office door was pushed open.

The figure of Gojo Satoru and Hiratsuka Shizuka appeared at the door.

"Want some cake? I just bought some cakes on the side of the road."

"In the early morning, you can eat cakes without changing your face, aren't you tired? Huh~"

The voices of the two made Qianshi Qianxun's expression froze.

You must know that Totsuji Nacho is changing clothes, Hiratsuka Shizuka is fine, but Gojogyu is a man!

"Supplement in the morning...sweet...points, isn't it good...."

Gojo Satoru grinned grinningly, but his tone weakened as he spoke, his blindfolded eyes fixed on Nacho Toji, who was changing clothes.

Nazaki Toji just glanced at the other side shyly, and then...

Continue to change clothes without stopping.

“Vegetable picking!!!”

Shizuka Hiratsuka let out another roar as usual.

"I'm changing clothes, Xiaojing."

Hu Cicai said with a small mouth, dissatisfied.

You also know that you are changing clothes yourself?

The corner of Shizuka Hiratsuka's mouth twitched wildly, and she closed the door with her backhand.

Wait, why am I closing the door, there's some white-haired jerk in here.

She stared at Gojo Satoru with her lifeless eyes, fearing to miss the slightest detail.

"Wu, did I invite you out, or did I beat you out.

"What is it, Xiao Jing, I pick vegetables..."

Gojo Satoru retorted subconsciously, but when he saw the raised fist, he was instantly 'cowardly' and smiled embarrassingly.

"I'm going out by myself, so don't bother my lovely Xiao Jing to invite me out."

After speaking, he opened the office door and walked out.

'ba da'

The sound of closing the door sounded.

However, who was Shen Wutiaoyu, Ping Jiajing opened the door with a blank expression.

Gojo Satoru was lying on the ground, looking inside through the slit under the door panel, muttering all the time.

"Tsk, this angle is not very good. Why can I only see a part of the leg? Do you want to climb to the window to see it?"

But as the door opened, the discourse changed.

"Why did the door open? No, this familiar scent is Xiaojing!"

Gojo Satoru raised his head in horror, and saw Heika Jing who was rubbing his fists.

"Hi, Xiaojing."

"HI your head! Go to hell!

"I was wrong!"

Everyday 'die'/1

Daily 'wrong'/1

After the episode, Toji Nanabara finally changed into her white dress.

It's just that now she, in Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes about to kill someone, threw herself into Gojo Satoru's arms, and let out a wretched laugh.

"Hey hey, Wu Jun will take care of me for the rest of my life after looking at my body~ Suck——"

After speaking, he took a sip of sugar.

There is a deep intoxication on the small face.

However, before enjoying this comfort for a few seconds, Shizuka Hiratsuka picked up the back collar of the clothes that Nana Toji picked up, as if picking up a chick.

...asking for flowers...

"Huh?"

Shaking her calf in mid-air, Nacho Toji let out a cry of panic.

"Cai Cai, tell me, why don't you cover it when you change clothes, and say that you will take care of you for the rest of your life after seeing it, does it mean that Qianxun and I will also take care of you?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka maintained a 'nuclear' smile.

Huji Naizai, who was held up in mid-air, looked at the other side timidly, poked his fingers at each other, and opened his mouth cautiously.

"If Xiaojing and Qianxun are willing..."

"Would you like a fart! Give my old lady the taste of fists!"

"Ya Butterfly!"

'Ding, ding—

The class bell rang.

While eating the cake, Gojo Satoru pushed open the door of Class F of the first year, poked his white-haired head first, and then walked in.

Walking on the podium, I glanced around and found that there were not many people.

Chitanda Eru also moved to sit in front of Xia Chuan Masuzu last week.

Looking at Gojo Satoru's mouth eating cake, Kitagawa Kaimeng's mouth was also a little dry, and his tongue was itchy.

I even feel a little bit, I still want to try more.

After all, that feeling is really addictive.

It doesn't mean anything, just want to learn something.

After all, with Gojo Satoru as a teacher and Kitagawa Kaimeng as a student, isn't it normal for teachers to teach students knowledge?

"Why don't you find a time when no one is around and try it out!?"

An idea came to mind.

Kitagawa Kaimeng shyly thought it was okay.

(For May, I have to arrange the order. Nino’s love line is almost over. Kitagawa Kaimeng can find a time to hit the base. Sanjiu’s has not yet fully unfolded, and Sanjiu’s love line has to go halfway. I can be arranged slowly.)

(The words of the king of filth ~ see the follow-up. A few).

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