My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

There was a cool touch from the fingertips, as if an electric current sprang from that point, spreading around with strands of tingling sensation.Xingchuhe also shrank his neck subconsciously, wanting to turn his head to look at the person behind him.

However, before he could move, the sense of touch suddenly expanded, and Gojo Satoru pinched his right shoulder gently.

"teacher?"

Gojo Satoru's fingers went up along his collarbone, and rested lightly on his neck, under the fingertips were powerful throbbing arteries.

Hot fingertips.

Hoshide Kazuya also swallowed, and then felt the rolling touch of Adam's apple from his fingertips, and lightly licked his fingertips, like every inadvertent move of a young man, provoking his soul.

"Kazuya isn't sleeping yet, are you expecting me to do something?"

"No, I'll go to sleep right away!" Hoshide Kazuya opened his eyes wide in an instant, and the red pupils shone with a faint light in the night.

"Huh? Didn't you agree to have an in-depth exchange?" Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his mind, hooked his shoulders again, and turned him over.

Xingchuhe also didn't realize what this person was going to do, and looked directly at him in the next second.The movement of turning over brought the two people closer, their eyes intertwined and their breaths intertwined.The warm yellow bedside lamp quietly emits soft light, and the two people who are close to each other are bathed in it.

Hoshide Kazuya suddenly realized that his heart was beating fast at the moment, he bit his lower lip, and quietly clenched his hands hidden under the quilt, the palms were hot and humid.

"I didn't agree." He opened his mouth, only to find that his voice trembled violently, and the trembling voice revealed the tension in his heart.

Gojo Satoru gave a low laugh, and brushed his right hand against the tip of his ear, with his fingers submerged in the hair, and gently clasped it behind his head.He bent his eyes with playfulness in them, but his voice was extraordinarily serious: "Have you misunderstood me?"

The fingers attached to the back of the head moved, as if stroking the kitten in his arms.

How intimate his actions are, and how serious his voice is: "I'm talking about in-depth communication, I really just want to chat with He Ye."

Hoshide Kazuya bit hard, a clear pain came from his lower lip, the tip of his tongue lightly licked, and a fishy and sweet taste penetrated into his mouth, he immediately put away his thoughts, blinked, and looked at the person in front of him.

Just chatting?Just the way he said that sentence, only ghosts would believe it.

"Really." Gojo Satoru blinked and said, "We've never chatted like this before."

Hoshide Kazuya looked at him in confusion, with a face full of disbelief, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru seemed to have really thought about it for a long while before slowly opening his mouth, "Our past?"

After the words fell, Hoshide Kazuya's body froze for a moment, and Gojo Satoru put down the hand that was clasped behind his head.

"In the past?" Hoshide Kazuki also licked his lips, his voice was a little rough, "Then what is there to talk about?"

"To get to know each other better."

"I don't think it's necessary." Hoshide Kazu also lowered his eyes, "Shouldn't the present and the future be more important to us?"

"Learning about each other's past doesn't seem to be such an urgent and meaningful thing. Teacher."

After he finished speaking, he slowly curled up his body, lowered his head, and said vaguely, "I'm sleepy, teacher."

Stretching out his right hand from under the quilt, he carefully pinched the corner of the man's clothes.He raised his eyelids and glanced at the other party, his eyes full of sleepiness.

"He doesn't want to talk? It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future." Covering the boy's right hand with his palm, he watched the other's eyelashes tremble quickly, and quietly raised the corners of his mouth, "If He Ye is sleepy, then go to sleep first."

For the entire winter vacation, they could communicate in depth every night, not bad this time.

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Xing Chuhe didn't expect that after saying those words, he would feel tired immediately, he nestled in the man's arms, and fell asleep very quickly.

Waking up by the alarm clock in the early morning, when he opened his eyes in Gojo Satoru's arms and faced the blow to the chest muscles of the white flowers, he was a little dazed.

The hands around his waist were drawn inward, pressing him into his arms.Hoshide Kazuya raised his arms and stared at the other's open shirt, not knowing what to do for a while.

When the alarm clock rang for the third time, he suddenly came back to his senses, stretched out his hand, and went over Gojo Satoru to reach for the cell phone thrown by the bedside.

It's exactly six o'clock.

Hoshide Kazuya frowned and squinted at the sleeping man in front of him.

He patted the person on the shoulder twice and asked, "Why did you set the alarm clock so early?"

Wujo Gou glanced at him in a daze, and said in a muffled voice, "There is a mission."

"Then why don't you get up quickly?" Xingde Kazuo asked angrily.

Both of them slept very late last night, he was sleepy, and he was sleepy too.

"I just fell asleep." Wujo Gou lowered his head and rubbed against his neck, his voice was lazy, and he acted softly, "Kazuya go for me."

The strands of hair rubbed against his cheeks and neck with his movements, and even a few disobedient ones got into his ears, and there was an itchy feeling where he touched them.

Xing Chuhe also dodged back, unhappy: "Your own mission."

Gojo Satoru's voice became softer as he spoke, and at the end he almost murmured: "It's only a first-level curse spirit, and Kazuya can handle it completely. It's so annoying, there are a lot of curse spirits lately—"

Hoshide Kazuya: "..."

"That's right, look." Hoshide Kazuya took a deep breath, suddenly grabbed his ear, and raised his voice, "The magic spirit is rushing to KPI at the end of the year, why are you still motionless!"

Gojo Satoru frowned, opened his eyes to look at him, sneered, and said disdainfully, "Does that have anything to do with me?"

Hoshide Kazuya was also taken aback.

In the next second, the man reached out with his long arm and pressed him into his arms again. He said in a low voice, "If you don't want to go, you can continue to sleep with me."

Hoshide Kazuya: "...I'll go."