I love learning and I was forced to become a sea king

At the fifth intersection, Jiangling stepped on the brakes after encountering the red light for the first time.

She took a deep breath and slowly turned her gaze towards the rearview mirror.

She wanted to take a quick glance to confirm the status of the two people in the back seat, but the moment she just raised her eyes, two other pairs of eyes with almost the same background color looked over at the same time.

The ice blue and cobalt blue eyes are full of tenderness towards her.

But when he caught another person's gaze, the tenderness in his eyes quickly turned into a strong guarded emotion.

Immediately, the two eyes moved to the other side in a very tacit understanding, and even more tacitly smacked their tongues at the same time.

It's like two cats facing each other, fluffing each other's coats and flicking their tails, and starting to purr in their throats.

Once it relaxes a little, the other one will swing its claws up without hesitation.

Nakahara Nakaya, who was sullen, whispered to the tall man sitting next door: "Port afia swear words."

Gojo Satoru, who glanced at the short man sitting next door, had a half-smile: "Oh, oh."

The atmosphere in the car became subtle again.

Jiangling thought about it, and finally gave up the idea of ​​turning on the car radio.

But if you keep this kind of atmosphere until you arrive at the restaurant...not to mention that it will affect her mood for eating, her subsequent itinerary is very likely...stop it, don't think about it any more.

Something has to be said.

"that……"

While deliberating what she was going to say next, she mustered up the courage to raise her eyes again.

This time, what was reflected in the rearview mirror was the crescent-like pupils.

The delicate atmosphere seems to have temporarily stagnated.

The ice blue and cobalt blue looked over again, and the tenderness and pampering she was very familiar with were in the eyes again.

Jiang Ling coughed twice, "My driver's license is for planting flowers. According to the regulations of Neon, my behavior is breaking the law..."

"It's okay, you tell him to get out of the car now, I'll drive." x2

Not only the tone and content are consistent, but even the sudden light in the eyes is also highly consistent.

As soon as the words fell, the two glanced at each other, and fell silent again.

Nakahara Zhongya, who was sitting obliquely behind the driver's seat, took out his mobile phone, quickly pressed his finger on the screen a few times, and then turned his head to look out the window.

She noticed that the screen of the phone in the co-pilot's satchel lit up.

Fortunately, before getting in the car, she turned all the reminders of her mobile phone to silent mode.

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting behind the driver's seat, put on the mask dangling from his fingers slowly, took out his mobile phone and pressed it, and turned his head to look out the window.

The phone screen lights up again.

Ugh.

Jiang Ling looked up at the unfinished red light time, and decisively took out the phone from the bag.

[Nakahara Chuya: Suzuka, as long as you nod, I will have a way to get that annoying man to leave. 】

[Gojo Satoru: Wife, as long as you nod your head now, I will immediately throw that light bulb out~=w=]

Jiang Ling let out a small sigh after quickly browsing through the two messages.

It should be insignificant, but it's a pity that there are two men sitting behind who pay a lot of attention to her.

It was the nth time that ice blue eyes and cobalt blue eyes appeared in the rearview mirror at the same time.

Where the line of sight collided, there seemed to be crackling sparks splashing.

The two turned their faces to look out the window again in a tacit understanding.

Within a few seconds, Jiang Ling saw two unread message prompts popping up on the phone screen.

[Chuya Zhongyuan: [Cat crying expression pack][Cat sticker emoticon pack]]

【Wujo Satoru: Bell Sauce qaq, who is so fierce next to me!I need bell sauce's memoda to comfort me qwq]

Uh... Having said that, Gojo-san and Nakaya-san seem to be... well, I can't think so.

Replying the same [cat touching head] emoticon pack to both of them at the same time, Jiang Ling sighed silently in her heart.

So...how did things come to this?

half an hour ago—

"Even if you are talking, you have to be farther away?"

With his eyes narrowed slightly behind the blindfold, Gojo Satoru glanced at the man with a horribly dark complexion, and let out a very casual "Oh, oh, oh."

Did the other party forcefully swallow that "bastard" back?

And this face... If I remember correctly, it seems to be Chuya Nakahara, the gravity user of Port Afia?

Is it a friend that Ling Jiang has known for a long time?Or... the one who competed with him for the top spot in the live broadcast room at that time [[-] meters long legs]?

Two inferences quickly came to mind.Gojo Satoru looked at his own Miss Squirrel who was still out of state, and decisively ruled out the first inference.

It seems that the bug does not exist, it is just a shameful manipulation by some people to achieve ulterior motives.

One of the men who coveted Miss Squirrel.

Of course, even if the opponent is the most powerful cadre of Port Afia in Yokohama, he will not give in easily.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the brown-haired man smacked his tongue in a low voice.

There are hostile red energy fluctuations around the black leather gloves that wrap the fingers.

To be honest, it is not a sensible thing to fight someone who is confirmed as a rival in front of the woman you like.

Furthermore...

Glancing at Miss Squirrel who was close at hand, he paused for a moment, then rubbed his fingers nonchalantly twice.

People who are cute on the phone and in the "field" will only be twice as cute in reality——

It's like she is in a daze now.

It looks like a little squirrel holding a pine cone, and its slightly bulging cheeks make him want to poke it.

Oh yes, he almost forgot one thing: before teleporting over just now, he had clearly seen Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, and while helping Miss Squirrel with her luggage, he pretended not to notice and raised her little finger .

Gee.

A wolf with a big tail pretends to be an ignorant squirrel.Men know men best.

Pooh.

"This gentleman."

At this moment, the icy-haired man's icy voice sounded again, "Please stop your transgression. Otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

With a cheerful tone, he picked up the end of the other party's words ahead of time. Gojo Satoru stepped forward with his long legs, walked around to the other side of his squirrel who was still out of state, and stretched out his hand in the eyes of the brown-haired man who was so cold that it was about to form ice scum. On the cheeks of the heart and mind.

Great touch.

The brown-haired man's eyes were shining brightly, and he had a high probability of wanting to fight with him.

After all, he doesn't mind experiencing the feeling of "I can't stand me but I can't beat me" under the influence of Port Afia.

Well, compared to this, why not pinch Miss Squirrel's face again? =w=

Gojo Satoru, adhering to the principle of "do it when you think about it", raised his lips, but when he was about to touch the soft cheek of that person, he felt another texture.

Cold, not soft, black leather gloves with the same cold breath as the master - then the fingers wrapped in the gloves pinched the side of the man's face accurately.

"mine."

After silently making the catchy mouth shape, the brown-haired man evoked a provocative smile.

"Um...that..."

At this time, the unresponsive domestic squirrel finally recovered and took two steps back.

"Sorry! If you don't mind, let's have a meal together?"

"Sorry, I'm a little hungry now."

"Uh, that's the one, anyway...since everyone is here, um..."

"I'm fine, Bell-chan~"

When the man began to wring his fingers uneasily, he told the man to speak first.

"Tsk."

The brown-haired man raised his hand to gather the coat on his body, and put his hand on the top of the hat, "Of course I have no objection."

"Since we all agree, let's go to the sushi restaurant recommended by Mr. Chuya? The taste is said to be very good."

"By the way, let me tell you first, I must pay for this meal, please!"

The caramel-colored Miss Squirrel, whose stars finally lit up, bent her lips, and a big fluffy tail dangling behind her seemed to materialize.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, and his upturned lips gradually straightened.

What an eyesore, the smile when Miss Squirrel mentioned it

Although it was quickly suppressed, it was still captured by him.

It seems that dealing with this lord cadre does not apply the kind of "detour" that is used to deal with the curse spirit-it is best to be straightforward.

If it doesn't work, just use the simplest and most direct method.

"Hey, that's right."

Miss Squirrel standing next to him suddenly raised her head, and he could clearly feel the hair sliding down his arm.

"If there are three people going together, they can't sit together. Well, Mr. Nakaya's sports car."

Her cheeks were slightly puffed up again, and a bit of chagrin slipped through the usually sweet caramel color.

"How about... Shall I take a taxi there? As for the address, I will forward it to Mr. Wujo now?"

"I tried to navigate just now, and the distance from the airport to that store is still a bit..."

As she spoke, she drew circles in the air with her hands cutely.

"Need not."

The brown-haired man crossed his arms and interrupted, and looked at him with that half-smile expression, "Just talk to this gentleman directly."

"After all, I have lived in Tokyo for so long, I should know some positions well."

"A man who has no sense of geographical direction may not have much sense of direction in life."

"Alas--!"

He took a step back in an exaggerated manner, and just rightly hid behind Miss Squirrel,

"Wife, look at him! It's too much qwq"

……

So, the end result was that Gojo Satoru called a car, driven by his Miss Squirrel, and he sat in the back seat with the cadre.

In fact, the driver should be him or the cadre who can act as the driver, but the ideas of the two male creatures are surprisingly the same——

Don't let that man sit next to Miss Squirrel!Not even the co-pilot!

Of course, Miss Squirrel, who appears to be driving seriously on the surface, is actually very cute when she quietly observes the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.

Must be looking at him.

Hmph, it seems that this arrangement is also very good.

That's the name of that store...somewhat familiar.

Someone seemed to have mentioned it when he came to see Miss Squirrel.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

It's better to seize the time to appreciate Miss Squirrel's appearance.

20 minutes later--

Gojo Satoru, who opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, slammed the car door shut when he saw the familiar figure who had just stepped into the sushi restaurant.