The strongest conjurer wants me to confess

Kong Xian looked back at the three huge bumps on the window curtain, got up and went to open the door.

Probably because he performed "Gojo Satoru is nothing special, let's boil him to death" in front of his relatives just now, so Kongxian kind of forgot how powerful Gojo Satoru is, and even more forgot the danger of opening the door to Gojo Satoru.

Kong Xian, who had never remembered the lesson, opened the door calmly, but when his eyes met the other person's, he was not calm.

The man in front of him casually draped a quilt over his body. The rainwater from his hair didn't wipe off, and it fell on his collarbone bit by bit, and then went all the way down the collarbone, past the tight abdominal muscles, and then down, along the way. The beautiful mermaid line seeped into the vest.

Wearing a sleeveless vest on the upper body, shorts underneath, and a quilt...

Kong Xian was stunned by the beauty, blinked, looked at the blue air-conditioning quilt, and understood.

The door will be closed immediately.

Seeing Kong Xian's ruthless attitude of seeing off the guests, Gojo Wu hurriedly squeezed her, and with a click, pushed open the door that was about to close.

With a hook of the long arm, she covered most of her body in his arms, with a lazy and sexy voice: "It's raining heavily outside, we haven't been together for a long time, let me go in and do it."

——It’s not sitting, it’s doing.

Kong Xian pushed his chest, and saw off the guest: "Go back, go back, anyway, if you drive Unlimited, the rain won't catch you, what are you afraid of?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and suddenly remembered the reason he carefully prepared: "No, my hair is wet, let me go in and blow dry it! As you said, if you don't dry your hair, you will have a migraine."

Kong Xian looked up at him slightly, and saw a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, as if this lame excuse would definitely work.

Kong Xian pretended to be helpless and sighed: "Hey - it's a pity that my hair dryer is broken. In order to prevent you from migraines, then I will take you to the next door to the wild rose to dry your hair!"

There is still a caring smile on his face.

The self-confident Gojo Satoru never thought that Sora would refuse, and even came up with a lame reason for rejecting him, suddenly got a little angry, and snorted softly.

More of a grievance: "It's been a long, long, long time since we've had sex, how could you refuse me."

Kong Xian was startled, and suddenly thought of his relatives hiding in the curtains of the room.

Gojo Satoru's words are bold and straightforward, and from time to time, words that make people think about it, there is no guarantee that there will be more strange things to say next, what if they hear them?

Kong Xian came closer and gently tugged at his quilt: "Then wait a minute, I'll get you a hair dryer to blow at the door."

"The door? I don't want to blow at the door." Gojo Satoru pursed his lips a little dissatisfied, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by something, "Eh? Why are your curtains bulging so big, as if something is hiding It’s the same inside? You shouldn’t be secretly hiding someone in the room, right?”

He was much taller than Kongxian, and his gaze passed over her head, and he saw the strangely bulging curtains all at once.

Kong Xian suddenly thought of the relatives hiding behind the curtains, and the alarm sounded in his heart, he hooked his little foot, and quickly closed the door.

It must not be discovered that she and the curse spirit are also in the same group.

The door behind was closed, and Kongxian took a step forward and threw himself into Wujo Wu's arms. After rubbing against him a few times, he slightly raised his head and looked at him, obediently: "Is the hair dryer in your room okay? Go to your room Bar!"

The voice was so cheerful that he didn't even realize what he had done.

Gojo Satoru looked down at the girl who took the initiative to hug him, her cheeks were flushed, and the upturned smile at the corner of her mouth was cute and docile.

There is still a sweetness on the body, as if overripe peaches have fallen from the tree and smashed out the sweet juice.

Itching.

The hot breath he exhaled brushed her face, and his voice was hoarse with imperceptible desire: "I won't promise what I will do later, after all——"

"After all, you took the initiative this time."

Kongxian blinked her eyes belatedly, and then the hand clasped around her waist exerted a little force, and she pressed against his body tightly, the two wrapped in the thin summer quilt. People, airtight.

The three curse spirits hiding behind the curtain never imagined that they would hand over their beloved sister to others.

By the time Kong Xian realized that something was wrong and hurried to run, he was teleported to Gojo Satoru's room with one.

Gojo Satoru hugged her to the bed, put his hands on her side, and pretended to say: "It's raining heavily outside the window, you can only sleep here for one night."

The raindrops splashed on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, and they also splashed on Kongxian's fragile heart.

Kong Xian pushed the person on him: "Okay then, I'll sleep here for one night, but don't move around, be obedient, we are all good boys."

Gojo Satoru felt that it was not dark yet, so there was no need to worry too much, so he got off her obediently, lay down on the side, grabbed her little hand, and pressed his warm cheek on the back of her cool hand, like a cat. Intimacy rubbed.

"Kongxian is a good boy who needs to be obedient, but I'm not, I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need to be obedient."

Kong Xian turned to look at him, and found that he was blinking his beautiful blue eyes, not stingy with his own hue, and fired at her.

The four eyes met, Kong Xian felt that if he continued to read, something might really happen, so he covered his eyes with one hand, feeling the long eyelashes rub against the palm of his hand a little itchy.

"sleep."

"Hey——I said I'm not a child, so I don't have to be obedient." Gojo Satoru moved the little hand on his eyes, "But Kong Xian is different, Kong Xian is a good boy and you must listen to me."

He got closer, and sprayed her hot breath on her face: "We haven't kissed for a long time, so how about a kiss?"

Kong Xian knew his tricks well, if you say one kiss, there will be a second kiss and a third kiss after a while, and you will be out of breath, especially now that the two of you are in a place where Jinjiang does not allow it, maybe there is something even more dangerous.

So she resolutely refused: "No, you go and copy "Ideology and Morality."

""Ideology and Morality"?" Gojo Satoru was stunned at what he didn't have, and then bent the corner of his mouth, "I have to be rewarded to copy it. If there is no reward, I will not be obedient."

Then, without waiting for Kong Xian to react, he held her cheeks and dropped a series of delicate kisses, and then engulfed her lips.

It was probably because Wild Rose and the others had stared at her too closely these past few days, and the simmering fire in his heart was hard to extinguish. His kiss was very eager, and he drove straight in. After passing by her white teeth, he lifted the tip of his tongue, licked, Sucking and greedily taking everything from her.

It was too crazy, Kong Xian was so dazed by the kiss that he didn't live up to his expectations, his body was gradually weakening, and his flexible brain was about to shut down.

——I seem to have talked about "Thought and Morality" just now?

"Kongxian." He called softly, licked her earlobe, and said with a slightly husky voice full of lust, "I will be very gentle."

Suddenly, hot fingers were attached, continuously sending heat and strong hormonal signals to her.

Every kiss is like a flame, burning every inch of her skin.

Kong Xian's consciousness gradually slackened, but just before he lost his soul and was at the mercy of others, he pushed away the person on him, sat up, and held his burned cheeks: "It's too hot, I'll go take a bath first." bath."

Gojo Satoru hooked her waist with one hand, kissed her round and lovely cheek, raised his face, his blue eyes overflowed with endless desire. (kiss face)

"Okay, let's go together."

Kong Xian glared at him, picked up the pillow on the bed and hit him.

There is no strength at all, and it is lighter than cotton.

Gojo Satoru grabbed her hand, kissed her plump and lovely cheeks, his voice was a little nasal, as if he was coquettish to her: "Don't be shy, anyway, it's not like I've never done it before." (Kiss face)

Kong Xian: "..." Shameless.

After staring at his face for a moment, he still lost to him.

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Kong Xian felt that he was dying.

He had clearly thought about it, and he had already said that it was impossible, but when it came to the critical moment, he still lost to him.

She straightened her legs and kicked the person who was hugging her, feeling that she was really soft-hearted. He softened when he winked at her coquettishly.

A soft-hearted woman can't make a lot of money.

Gojo Satoru felt the person in his arms move, and his calf was softly kicked.

Caressing her delicate cheeks, she just woke up with a hoarse and lazy voice: "Did you wake up so early? Did you not have enough rest last night, so you are very energetic in the morning?"

Because of his scruples and personal battles at the exchange meeting, he was so gentle last night that he even found it incredible. The gentleness was like stroking a kitten, and he touched it once without getting enough.

Kong Xian didn't have much strength in his hands, but he had enough strength in his feet, he kicked him again, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

"A little past nine o'clock in the morning." His fingers gently drew a heart on her back.

Kong Xian was stunned for a moment, and searched for the start time of the exchange meeting in his still somewhat chaotic mind, but before he could figure it out, he felt a tickle on his back.

He poked on his chest in retaliation, the powerful muscles were not soft at all, and he commented in a low voice: "Your muscles are so Ying..."

"Well, let's shake hands." Gojo Satoru smiled silently, took her hand and held it down. (shake hands)

Kong Xian looked up at him in shock, his eyelashes were very long, casting a small fan-shaped shadow in his eyes, he was grinning, and looked a little smug.

Feeling the change and temperature on the hands, the tips of the ears quietly turned red: "Why are you..."

Seeing the pink on the tips of the ears gradually spread to the cheeks, the tip of the nose is also pink and white and cute, Gojo Satoru pinched the tip of her nose lovingly: "I have warned you, a 28-year-old man has a very strong sexual desire."

The tone is brisk, as if he is a little proud of calling himself a '28-year-old man'.

Kong Xian was afraid that he would not be able to leave the room if this went on for another day, and he still had something about the exchange meeting in mind, so he reminded: "The exchange meeting will start at nine o'clock in the morning."

"It's not about to start, it's already started." He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse and coaxing, "Hold on tighter, hurry up..."

Kong Xian was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help scolding: "It's just a handshake, why have you been locked so many times, don't shake my hand, you will be locked again later."

"There is also a communication meeting, it doesn't matter if you are late, after all, this is your normal state, but I can't—"

Gojo Satoru puffed his face in dissatisfaction, and interrupted: "Hello."

"How can you be distracted by doing this kind of thing? Let me think about it, what kind of punishment should I use to deal with a little guy like you who is single-minded and dual-purpose."