Spell Corrosion

At four o'clock in the morning, Gojo Satoru moved the laptop on Zhongya's lap lightly, and a guy who was arrogant not long ago had already fallen asleep in his arms.His head was resting on his chest, and the hair on the top of his head just rubbed against his Adam's apple, it was as soft as a milk cat stretched out its claws and slapped his neck.

The person curled up in his arms slept soundly. He was clearly on guard against himself before, but now he is sleeping so defenselessly. I really don't know what people should say about him.

"Although I'm glad you're so reassuring of me..."

Gojo Satoru went around the back with one hand to support Chuya's waist, and the other hand passed through the hollow of the opponent's knee, and easily hugged the little lover who had just confirmed the relationship.

When walking towards the bedroom, Gojo Satoru hesitated for a moment, looked down at the person being held by him, and sighed.

Forget it, don't test your self-control.

Passing by the door of his own room, Gojo Satoru finally sent Chuuya back to his bedroom.

"Good night, Zhongya."

He seemed to be dreaming.

The dream is about a little girl named Wu Jingjing's whole life from birth, from an ignorant childhood to meeting her first friend named Zecheng Xuenai.From being trapped in the courtyard to learn spells every day, to looking forward to every day after that.

Because there will be a girl with a hard mouth and a soft heart, who will say that mirroring is really boring, and she can't even turn a flower rope, and then the next day she will raise her chin and bring her something new that she has never seen before.

From the survival of Ping'an Jing to the present, Wu Jing, one of the four major exorcism families, had already passed on the spell when fighting against the two-faced Su Nuo. Today's magic world has no known generations.

It's just that even though the spell has spread, she is still not allowed to go out, because everyone is telling her that she is the last blood of Wu Jing's family, even though their inheritance does not depend on blood.

Her only self-willedness was to apply to study in Liyuan with her family. The full boarding system and strict management regulations finally made her family feel relieved.

In the end, I didn't expect that everything started with her little willfulness and ended with her immaturity and timidity.

She likes her.

Because that was the only difference that intruded in her pale world.

Then she pushed the girl to death with her own hands.

Nakahara also watched Huashan Yuanjing's original life from the perspective of a bystander. The picture was finally frozen in the red of the girl kneeling and sitting on the ground covered in blood. The blood and tears mixed together, dyeing the whole picture in the same tone.

My heart was dulled by the influx of memories.

Then came the warmth that reassured him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also put a bracelet on the neck of a man who was kissing him, and then slowly opened his eyes after enjoying the good morning kiss.

"Morning." When I just woke up, my voice was still hoarse and nasal. From the corner of my eyes, I saw familiar furnishings. It seems that a certain man is quite sensible. He didn't hug me directly to him after I fell asleep yesterday. go to bed.

"Chuya didn't kick me away." Gojo Satoshi was satisfied, and stepped aside a little when the opponent withdrew his hand and was about to get up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lifted the quilt and paused for a moment, then continued to turn over and get out of bed as if nothing had happened, "If you like this kind of unfolding, you can."

The emotions in the dream faded away slowly, and the rationality affected by Huashanyuan ran back. Only then did Nakahara Nakaya realize that he was trapped in the other party's residual desire, and he accepted the kiss naturally because of a sense of peace of mind.

"No, I think it feels great to be responded to." Gojo Satoru said, "I'm having breakfast on the road today, and Yidizhi is already downstairs."

Zhong Yuanzhong also tapped the phone on the bedside table, the screen turned on, and the time was displayed at 08:30 in the morning. He had only slept for four and a half hours, "Do you have any tasks early in the morning?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips in disgust, "I can't get rid of the fate of working overtime even if I lost my mobile phone, and the night moth actually asked Yidizhi to come to block me at the door, but this mission is also a public-funded trip, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a motorcycle suit from the closet, "Going to another place?"

Gojo Satoru sat on the bed and looked at the person whose back was facing him, his eyes didn't move away when the other person started to unbutton his pajamas, "No, it's a luxury cruise ship! This task sounds quite romantic , it is said that every time the ship sails, no matter what the route is, it will hit a mermaid, and that mermaid will specially pick couples to start, appearing in front of the man and asking "Do you love me?" Does it sound like a poignant love? The story unfolds?"

"And then?" Nakahara Zhong also took off his shirt and picked up his T-shirt, putting it on and turning his head halfway, "Although I really want to tell you to get out, I guess you won't listen, but at least give me your T-shirt. Keep your eyes closed."

The presence of the other party's gaze was too strong, and the feeling of being on his back made him feel like he was being watched by some carnivorous animal. In short, it was very bad, and it would only arouse his desire to fight back.

"Because I want to watch it, I can slowly get used to it. Anyway, I have to get used to it sooner or later, right?" Wujo Wu said, but still shifted the focus of his eyes a little, "Then those people are now whereabouts. I don’t know, it’s the kind of people who don’t see people alive or dead.”

"Then how did this matter get to you?" Zhongyuan Zhong also changed his clothes and closed the closet door, "Since the parties involved have disappeared."

"Oh, Mingming saw this when he was taking the order." Gojo Satoru explained, "Gaozhuan suspected that it was a super imaginary mantra, so they wanted me to take a look. Originally, they said they wanted me to find someone to pretend to be a couple." .”

Central Plains also looked over.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, "It just happens not to be used now."

When the two of them came down, Yidizhi had already bought breakfast for him, Gojo Satoru put the handbag in the trunk, and when he sat in the back seat and closed the car door, Zhong also handed over his share.

"Yizhizhi bought two bottles of milk." Gojo Satoru took it, and it seemed a bit regretful, but soon, he found a new way of entertainment.

Gojo Satoru put aside the fast food, leaned over halfway to the driver's seat, "Ichigo, do you think there is anything different about me today?"

Yidizhi, who was about to start the car, was taken aback by the question, and his ignition hand stopped on the car keys. He turned his head and looked at Gojo Satoru, but he didn't find anything different from usual, except...

"Mr. Wujo changed the brand of sunglasses?"

The retro old round sunglasses have become a very fashionable aviator style, and it is no longer the pure black that can completely cover the eyes, but a dark blue gradient that changes transparency with the light.

"That's right! My wife gave it to me!"

This time Yidizhi was really surprised. The stable adult pushed and was startled, and almost slipped off the square-frame glasses on the bridge of his nose because of his body shaking. He even raised his voice twice, "Mr. Wujo has a lover?! Wait Now, are you married yet?"

When did this happen?

Could it be that the two days when Gojo Goku lost contact...

Yi Dizhi couldn't help taking a sneak peek at Nakahara Chuya's face, and the other party's expression really sank, and he seemed to be suppressing his anger.

Went out to find a new love?

"Sit down for me, Wujo Wu, are you a primary school student?" Nakahara Nakaya grabbed Wujo Wu's back collar and dragged him back to the back seat.

"I just want to show off the sunglasses that Chuya gave me. This is the first gift Chuya gave me besides desserts and myself."

With a sound of "Dang!", Yi Dizhi, a single person, shook his hand, and the car key that he was about to use to drive the car fell out of his hand.

What does it mean?