After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

In fact, Wu Tiaoqing didn't care who robbed him out. It's better to say that the other party solved his urgent need. He originally wanted to leave before the person came, but he didn't expect to come so soon.

Couldn't help sighing again for his luck, Wu Tiaoqing stopped, stood at the door, and looked in the direction of the sound of footsteps.

The slightly childish boy hurried over, wearing only unlined clothing and even bare feet.When he saw the person standing at the door, his eyes lit up a little bit, and he seemed to think of something, his expression became serious, and he slowed down as if pretending to be calm, his appearance and etiquette could not be faulted in an instant, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably would have It was hard for people to connect him with the frizzy boy just now.

"Qing." The young man walked up to Wutiaoqing, pursed his lips, and admitted his mistake first without admitting it: "I asked Shen Ye to bring you here from Wutiao Mansion, please don't be angry with me. "

The young man has good facial features, and there is still a bit of soft baby fat on his face. Although his expression is serious, his eyes are looking forward to him, making people feel in a trance. Like a dog, it's heart-warming to watch.

Wutiaoqing: ...

Are all of you people in Heianjing good at acting like this?

Although he wasn't angry at first, he didn't even have the desire to pretend to be angry now. Looking at the young man who had met once before and said some strange words to himself, he couldn't help but slip a few black lines on the five balances. , "Master Zenyuan, what do you want me to do?"

Before the lights were turned on in the house, under the dim night, the slender young man seemed to be shining with a glimmer of light. Ruyu's skin was whitened by the black hair, and his beautiful face looked even more beautiful in the daytime. Brilliant.

Zenyuan Rongguang's face gradually turned red, and he stared at the other person's face without blinking, and stammered: "I...I just...just want to see you."

Seeing the young man's expression, Wujo Kiyoshi felt a loss of speech, and some couldn't understand what this man was trying to do. The words he said in Kiyomizu Temple before couldn't be serious...?

Seeing the young man's face getting redder and redder, Wu Tiaoqing suddenly choked up, and spoke hesitantly. "Master Zenyuan, since you have nothing to do, I will take my leave first—"

"no!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted loudly by the young man. Hearing that he was going to leave, Rong Guang's complexion changed, and he took a step forward and grabbed his wrist, "You can't go, the Wutiao clan has bad intentions, and it will be dangerous for you to stay there." , I won't let you go back!"

"I don't—"

"They almost killed you more than ten years ago, why do you go back there!"

The boy's angry words fell like a thunderbolt, Wu Tiaoqing's expression froze, and he stared blankly at the boy in front of him.

……

Gojo Satoru disappeared all afternoon. When he came back, the mansion was brightly lit. He sneaked into the yard, saw that the candles in the next room had been extinguished, and muttered, "Why did this guy sleep so early today?"

He went out to find someone to exercise his muscles and bones, and he was sweating. The feeling of his clothes sticking to his body was uncomfortable, and there was a smell of sweat. He planned to take a shower first and then take a look.

The water servant in the bath was changed on time every day, Gojo Satoru estimated that the time was just right, went back to the room, took a change of unlined clothes, and walked towards the room where the bath was.

The moderately hot pool water unknowingly relaxed his tense muscles. He soaked in the pool and sighed comfortably. His soft silver hair hung behind him, soaked by the heat, and slowly dripped water droplets.

Gojo Satoru looked up at the ceiling, the water mist made his vision a little hazy, making people drowsy, and in the blur, a shameful face suddenly appeared in front of him.

The almost transparent singlet was tightly attached to the man's body, allowing the body line to be seen at a glance, the delicate collarbone, the flat chest and the seemingly very slender waist.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and gestured, feeling as if he could wrap it around with one hand. Does that guy usually eat well?

He looked down at his body, and while he was looking at it, he couldn't help but start to compare it in his mind. The chest muscles were bigger than him, the abdominal muscles were more than him, and the muscles in his hands were stronger than that guy.

The corners of Wujo Wu's mouth turned up slightly, his mood improved, and he felt a sense of pride in winning.

I didn't know what I caught a glimpse from the corner of my eye, Gojo Satoru paused, his face turned red, his body sank slowly, and he didn't stop until the pool was up to his neck, his eyes became a little erratic.

Speaking of which, no matter where the guy is, the color is very light, is it made of jade, really... why is he so white, he can rub red with just a touch, as if he used a lot of force.

Gojo Satoru kept muttering in his heart, the shoji door outside the house was slowly opened, one person walked into the room soundlessly, closed the door with his back to the outside, walked through the screen, and walked to the edge of the bath.

Hearing the slight movement behind him, Wujo Gou frowned and turned his head. After seeing the person coming, he was stunned, his brows stretched, and he asked with a smile: "Why are you here, aren't you asleep?"

The man frowned, didn't speak, and stepped forward. Seeing that he seemed to want to come in, Gojo Satoru moved aside to make room.

The thin white legs slowly submerged in the pool water, and the single clothes were soaked by the pool water. Wujo Wu opened his eyes and looked elsewhere.

"Didn't you say you didn't like to take a bath with others before, why are you interested in coming here today?"

No one answered, the sound of water in the bath didn't stop, someone pressed his shoulder, Gojo Wu was stunned for a moment, looked over with some doubts, only to find that the man was standing in front of him, supporting his shoulders, and straddling his legs.

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

Almost instantly, there was a heart-stopping heat from the place where the skin and flesh were touching. It was hotter than the surrounding pool water. The man put his hands around his neck, the corners of his bright red lips were slightly raised, and the eyes were full of ecstasy. Heart-stopping charm.

The scene in front of him overlapped with the scene in his mind just now, making it difficult for people to tell whether it was his imagination or reality, but the situation is obviously worse now. He was still wearing clothes that day, but now he is, completely See you sincerely.

Not knowing what's going on now, Gojo Goku's throat rolled, and he swallowed nervously, his body was stiff, his hands and feet seemed to have no place to rest, he could only stare blankly at the front, letting the People circled his neck and got closer.

"clear……?"

The visitor looked slightly dazed, his facial features seemed to become more three-dimensional, and his pair of slightly drooping cat eyes glistened with a kind of charm that made people lose their minds.

It's so beautiful.

The wet/wet unlined clothes are attached to the body, which portrays the young man's figure very attractively, with a fair and beautiful neck, a slender waist, light pink spots slightly showing on the translucent clothes, and his own thighs moving slowly...

Gojo Satoru was suffocating for breath, and was so irritated/excited by the delicious scene in front of him that he couldn't speak, his complexion became redder, his body and brain, which had always been quick to react, completely stopped working, and his head was cloudy, as if being attacked by a sea monster. As if lost in his mind, he stared blankly at the unusually beautiful young man in front of him.

His white and slender fingers gently caressed the pinnae of his ears, causing a burst of itchiness. The young man held his cheeks with both hands, his eyelids drooped slightly, his red lips were slightly parted, and his wet black hair followed his lowering of his head from his body. Sliding down slowly on the side, resting on the arm,

"Qing!" Gojo Satoru hurriedly turned his face away, and shouted out of embarrassment. "Stop it!"

With words of refusal on his lips, he clenched his hand by his side tightly, as if he was suppressing the emotions in his heart, his breathing became heavy, and even his eyes became much darker.

The young man looked at his blushing side face, his eyes turned, he bent down, and held the tip of his ear, which was so red that it was almost bleeding, Wujo Wu froze. His fingers twitched slightly, and he couldn't help wrapping his hands around the opponent's waist.

"Qing, stop making trouble."

A voice that was deeper than usual sounded in the bath, and the young man whose name was called let go, with his wrists on his shoulders, his eyelids drooping, and the wet hair on his forehead sticking to his face, looking a little disappointed, as if he was begging for love but A cat rejected by its owner.

Gojo Satoru breathed out, tightened his arms, and pressed the opponent's back with one hand. There was no gap between the two of them. He buried his head on the young man's neck and shoulders, and as expected, he did not smell the intoxicating and strange aroma of wine.

Gojo Satoru sighed silently, but there was no surprise in his heart.

Although a little surprised at first, as time went by, he gradually realized that it was a fake.

That guy was so thin-skinned that he would be furious even after helping him clean up his body. How could he make such a seductive move.

I kept silent all the time, but I just wanted to see what the people behind the scenes wanted to do. I didn't expect this guy on me to go too far...

"It's an illusion." Wujo Wu shook off the messy thoughts in his head, and said in a cold voice while hugging the person, looking at a certain point in the void with very sharp eyes.

As the voice fell, there was a crisp sound of something breaking in the room, and then the surrounding environment began to change slowly. The young man in his arms was like a broken puppet, and instantly turned into sand and disappeared from his palm.

The girl in light-colored clothes stood not far away with a dazed expression as if she had been frightened, holding something like a mirror in her hand.

Gojo Wujo looked at himself, the clothes on his body were still the same as when he came back, and there was not even a little moisture on his body. It seemed that he had been quietly pulled into the illusion since he stepped into the yard.After checking that there was no other abnormality on his body, Gojo Satoru raised his head and moved his wrist joints. There was a sharp cold light in his blue eyes, as if holding the eternal ice under the deep pool.

"Gojo Ami, you are quite courageous."

"..."

The girl whose name was called didn't answer, her head drooped slightly, her thin bangs blocked the expression on her face, and the hand holding the wooden handle of the mirror was so hard that her fingertips turned white.

"...Why." The girl's voice was as slight as a mosquito, and Gojo Satoru frowned, looking a little impatient.

"Your purpose—"

"Why!" The girl suddenly yelled, as if she couldn't bear the blow and collapsed, she suddenly raised her head, and her soft and beautiful features looked a little ferocious. "Where did I lose? You'd rather fall in love with a man than take your eyes off me!"

"I just want to be by your side, even if I just watch quietly, but you keep ignoring me, why! Why!"

"I've worked hard for so long, but in the end I'm not even as good as a man!!" The girl complained in tears, her face full of unwillingness and resentment.

Wujou curled his lips, his expression became more and more disgusted, he waved his hands, and said with a sarcasm: "It's just the two of us here, so stop pretending, and clean up the ambition in your eyes before saying these words, okay? Who do you look down on?" Well, at least be serious."

Hearing his words, the girl's body froze, and the expression on her face gradually faded. Gojo Satoru sneered, and looked into the other person's eyes. Not to mention tears, there was not even a little moisture.

"Since when did you find out?"

"From the first day you came in." Gojo Satoru yawned, his words were contemptuous and disdainful. "The acting skills are too poor, so those idiots and old fools in the clan who have never seen the world are fooled by you."

"There is no one who can recognize jackals as little lambs. If the old man didn't stop me, I would have picked out their eyeballs and given them to those who need them more."

"Master Patriarch... also knows?" The girl's expression became more and more rigid. She always thought that she was pretending well, but she never thought that she would be exposed to others from the very beginning.

"Probably, who knows~" Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders and stretched his long legs. Gojo Ami couldn't help but backed away, but had to stop in place because of the sudden pressure on the opponent.

If you act recklessly, you will die.

"There are no other questions? It's time for me to ask, your purpose, and where did you get that thing in your hand? If I remember correctly, behind the mirror is the family crest of the Chanyuan family. Who did you collude with?" Wutiao Wu looked down at her from above.

There was fine cold sweat on Wutiao Ami's forehead, his complexion turned pale by the powerful momentum squeezed on his body, his hands and feet were cold, and he spoke slowly with a stiff expression. "I didn't collude with the Chanyuan family. I helped treat an onmyoji before. He gave me this thing as a thank-you gift. It is said that it can reflect the most true thoughts in other people's hearts."

"I just wanted to see."

Gojo Satoru's expression suddenly became a little subtle, he took a step back, as if he was afraid of being infected, and looked at Gojo Ami, as if he was looking at something with incomplete intelligence. "Do you take me for a fool or are you a fool yourself?"

"You think I'll believe it?"

"It's just a messy illusion, aren't you stupid enough to be deceived?"

Wutiao Ami's expression was slightly startled, looking at the young master with pity eyes, even though her body was very uncomfortable under the pressure of the momentum, the corners of her mouth gradually curled up because of the joy rising in her heart, and was forced down again, her expression restrained, and she responded with a low eyebrow. road.

"Perhaps you are right."

Although a part of it is hidden, she did not lie about the role of the mirror. It is a mirror that can present the people and things that are most desired in the deepest part of the heart, making people addicted to it and unable to extricate themselves.

Mirage, Nanke Yimeng.

After waking up, it will only be regarded as an illusory dream.

She originally wanted to see what this person's heart desires the most, so she could seize the opportunity to strike, but she didn't expect... let alone that this person would suddenly wake up and come out of the illusion.

Gojo Ami raised her head and looked at the tall man in front of her. No matter in terms of appearance or family background, even her own abilities were far superior to ordinary people. It made the noble ladies of Kyoto dream about and yearn secretly in their hearts. Can be with it for a lifetime.

No one would have thought that what such a person desires the most is a man.

Even he didn't notice it himself.

Inexplicably, Gojo Ami felt a burst of joy in her heart.

Even though she was out from the start, she didn't lose.

The young master of the Wutiao family has a flamboyant personality, does his own thing, never cares about other people's opinions, and acts according to his own preferences. As long as he is not willing, no one can ignore his wishes.

No one can sit in that position.

……

Located in a very secluded mansion somewhere in Kyoto, a slender young man is lazily lying on the fence of the wooden corridor, playing with the wine glass in his hand, his black hair is loose, hanging behind him like fine silk, in the setting sun There was a thin layer of golden shimmer under the reflection.

The white and slender fingers with fine knuckles shook the wine glass lightly, Wujo Qing watched the setting sun being put into the glass, and sighed faintly.

More than ten years ago, a child was born in the Wutiao family. He was born with six eyes and was born with a powerful birth technique. He is a child with extremely high talent.

But no one knows that there is actually another child born with a curse who was ordered not to live past the age of 15.

Blind and blind, without magic power, internal organs began to fail from birth.

The Wutiao family regarded it as a disgrace and a curse to the family, so they decided to execute the newborn baby. The wife of the head of the family at the time overheard it and fled the family with the child overnight. The servant who was looking for it finally found him in a mountain depression dead bodies, and the baby who was taken away was nowhere to be seen.

These are the secrets about the Wutiao clan that Rongguang told him last night about the Wutiao clan that was unknown more than ten years ago.

Wu Tiaoqing felt a little complicated after listening to it, because she really didn't expect that she could still have a relationship with the big family that existed thousands of years ago.

But many things can be matched, so he has to think more.

But it is limited to this, yes or no is not important, even if it is true, he has no idea about the Wutiao clan, the fate of the two parties was cut off by each of them more than ten years ago, he already has an irreplaceable family , it is impossible to stay in this era.

The only thing that surprised me was that he and the young master might be brothers.

"Qing, I'm back."

The serious-looking young man came over and saw him sitting on the wooden porch, taking off his robe and bending over him.Wujoqing turned his face to the side, looked at the returning boy, and spoke softly.

"You're back."

Rong Guang of the Chanyuan took a breath, his face flushed, and he said nervously: "I have arranged everything you asked me to do. The West Temple is under martial law, and no one will approach before tomorrow."

"Is there anything else I can do?"

Wutiaoqing shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke the boy's somewhat messy hair. "Thank you for your hard work, and I will do the rest by myself."

The chess game has been laid out, he only needs to drop the last piece, and the whole chessboard will be activated. This matter cannot be entrusted to anyone.

As if he had been praised, the boy's eyes lit up, he lightly rubbed the soft fingers on his forehead, glanced at the sky, and looked solemn. "Come in, it's windy at night, your body can't stand it."

"You know a lot." Wu Tiaoqing said meaningfully, the young man pursed his lips, his face became more and more red, and he whispered a little embarrassedly. "I want to know everything about you."

Wu Tiaoqing got up noncommittally, no matter how innocent this person behaved, he did not believe that the other person was really as harmless as he appeared.

It is common for big families to be wary of each other, but this person can know the secrets that other families hide so deeply that they don't want to show them to others. No matter how you look at it, he is not a simple person.

What's more, he is now completely 'imprisoned' in this remote courtyard.

Although there is no restriction on freedom, it is limited to this. Wujo Qing glanced at the shadow in the corner of his eyes, and there was something hidden under the shadow.

There is still some time, he can act with this person for a while, and see what the other person wants to do.

……

It was getting late and night was falling. There was a slight movement in the dark room. The young man on the soft couch suddenly opened his eyes and kicked to the side of the bed.

The moonlight outside the window spilled into the room through the gap, adding a little light to the dark environment. The young man in a thin coat stood on the edge of the soft couch with his hair loose, holding the pillow in one hand and the oncoming woman in the other. White ankles.

Wu Tiaoqing twitched his foot, but couldn't take it back, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked softly, "Rong Guang, what are you doing?"

Even in the dim environment, the blush on the young man's face was a little obvious. His eyes were wet with his efforts to maintain his composure. He pursed his lips and stammered: "I...I want to sleep with you."

Wu Tiaoqing glanced at his expression, then at the pillow the other party was holding, and felt amused in his heart, but he didn't realize that he was still a little guy who was afraid of the dark.

"you--"

"I want to hold you."

...?

The room was quiet for a moment, Wujo Qing narrowed his eyes, staring at the boy who suddenly spoke out loud, his voice became a little lower, "What did you say just now?"

The boy took a deep breath, trying to relieve his nervousness and beating heart, but it didn't seem to work, and even his voice trembled a little because of the tension. "My mother-in-law said, as long as you do that kind of thing, you will go back with me. I want you to go home with me and be my wife, so, so..."

He let go of the pillow in his hand, bent down, tightened his fingers, and half-kneeled on the soft couch, with an expression on his face that was so shy that he was about to faint, but what he said was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

"I... I will be careful, I won't hurt you, Qing... let me hug—"

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The young man with a sluggish expression lost all strength in his hands. Wu Tiaoqing retracted his feet, got up from the soft couch, and looked down at the young man half kneeling on the quilt, feeling speechless for a while.

There is anger at being offended, but looking at the baby fat on the other person's face that has not faded, I don't know what to say for a while.

Unexpectedly, the other party's purpose was this, Gojo Kiyoki walked past the boy and walked out of the room with a face.

It's confirmed, the people in Heianjing really have something wrong with them.

……

The black eagle circled down and fell into the silent Suzaku Yard in the middle of the night. A figure jumped off the black eagle silently, avoiding the patrolling monks and attendants, passed through the shrine, and came to the huge cave hidden in the depths of the Suzaku Yard. Before the stone.

There are barriers around, and there seems to be something carved on the stone, shaking faintly, making it difficult to see clearly.

A small silver-ringed snake suddenly emerged from the ground, its tail hovering around, the scarlet snake kept swallowing, and the vertical golden pupils clearly reflected a slender figure wrapped in black.

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The young lady has a clear purpose. As long as the wife of the head is in the position, the big cat is just a tool for her superiors. If it is not for women who cannot be the head of the house at this time, the young lady will not hesitate to kick the big cat off herself. She attracts people's hearts, so the reputation is very good, but unfortunately her acting skills were not in place at the beginning, and she was discovered by the big cat, so she didn't have much favorability, and she was a suitable candidate brought back by the clan elders, which made her even more annoying.

As for Rong Guang, it's really just because of his face, which perfectly interprets the self-cultivation of an ultimate Yangou. He is still a bit crazy and stubborn Yangou, Qing is especially easy to be targeted by this type of person.

At the beginning, Qing was just waiting for the opportunity, and what he asked Rong Guang to do was to block the West Temple, but the place he was actually going to was Suzaku Courtyard. (dog head)

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