After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

The sky was a bit gloomy, but the tall young man's beautiful silver broken hair was very dazzling, and there seemed to be flashes of light on it. He was dressed in black clothing that looked like some kind of uniform, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The leg lines are undoubtedly revealed, even though they are a little loose, standing on the side of the road looks like a model on a catwalk.

She still looks a little youthful, with a flamboyant look on her brows, wearing a pair of round-frame sunglasses, set a little lower, and her eyes, which are as clear as a thousand miles of clear sky and ice blue, look a little cold.

Familiar facial features, familiar look, and, familiar voice.

Wutiaoqing's mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't even tell whether he was still in Heianjing for a moment, until he saw the strange indifference in the other party's eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

No.

The young man, or the young man is accompanied by a person, with black hair tied into a bun at the back of the head, slightly longer bangs on the forehead, a pair of narrow eyes, wearing earrings shaped like ear dimples, looking very shrewd, Like a black fox, with slightly larger earlobes and a smile on his face, he looks like a statue of a Bodhisattva enshrined in a temple.

While he was sizing up, the two people on the opposite side were also sizing up this ordinary person trapped in the tent. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with his outfit. He was wearing a shirt, vest and trousers, and he was wearing a somewhat thick dark windbreaker jacket with a backpack , wearing a hat and glasses, like an ordinary office worker, the only unusual thing is probably that face and that long white hair.

Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes, stared at the other person's face under the lens and observed carefully, Gojo Kiyoshi's fingers twitched, with a bit of unnatural embarrassment on his face, and said softly: "That... May I ask you ...?"

The lingering voice is especially obvious in the alley, and the soft tone is even more numb to the ears of the listeners, as if carrying an electric current.

The young man stared at himself, looking at that familiar face, Wu Tiaoqing felt a little guilty for no reason, and turned his attention to the companion next to the young man for help.

The black-haired boy smiled, patted the people around him, told him to calm down, and asked the young man, "We are not suspicious people, have you been in this area all the time?"

Wujo nodded and pointed to the apartment building not far behind them: "My house is right there, and I'm planning to go out."

"That's it." The black-haired boy touched his chin, looked at the people around him who had no magic power, pondered for a moment, and when he was about to speak, he saw a twisted mass appearing behind the young man at some point, like mud Things that couldn't be distinguished as hands or tentacles protruded from both sides, and the target seemed to be the opponent's neck.

The young man's gaze sharpened, and the people around him rushed over first, striding forward and slamming the curse spirit's fist hard on the face.

When he didn't react, Wu Tiaoqing thought that the other party wanted to kill him.

Until he heard the sound of something hitting the wall behind him.

"Are you scared?" The boy who was half a head taller than him asked, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his smile was a little mocking: "You don't hide when you see people rushing up, are you a fool?" Shaking in front of each other.

Wutiaoqing: ...

Probably because the distance was a little closer, the young man's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a faint scent of wine, his expression changed slightly, and he retreated a long distance with his face unbearable, and slapped his nose a few times, as if to Fan that smell away.

"Why are you still a drunkard?" He muttered, and the black-haired boy walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Wu, that's too rude."

He smiled at Wu Tiaoqing: "I'm sorry, he didn't mean anything malicious, it's just that he has a long mouth."

Wutiaoqing looked at the two teenagers arguing because of that sentence with a dark face. He tried several times but failed to attract their attention. Instead, he told him to shut up with one voice, and then continued to quarrel.

Just, can you guys see if there's anyone else here? ?can i go ?

The two quarreled more and more, and it seemed that they planned to fight. Wu Tiaoqing was silent, feeling the barrier behind him began to disappear, lowered the brim of his hat, turned and left.

When walking out of the alley, he met a girl in a JK uniform. Wu Tiaoqing stepped aside, watched the other party walk into the alley, and walked towards the two who had developed into a fight.Wujo Qing withdrew his gaze, and felt his tense nerves relax a little after leaving a certain distance. He rubbed his forehead. I have to say that his heart stopped when he saw the person who looked exactly like the young master. up.

When he left, relying on not being able to see those two people in the future, in order to retaliate against his tormented mind, he unscrupulously drew waves of hatred, which made the two very angry. If it was really the young master, he would probably have his bones crushed by now.

Thinking of the words the young master said when he was furious, Wu Tiaoqing touched his chest, looked at the modern buildings around him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, he has returned now, back to the present world which is thousands of years away from Heianjing.

It will be all right.

After completing the mental construction, Wujo Chiangmai started to go to the subway station, but when he just stepped out of the street, he saw a group of people in black suits blocking there.

"My lord." The men in black suits bowed neatly, and the leader said respectfully, "The advisor outside the door asked his subordinates to pick you up."

Wutiaoqing: ...

As expected of you, Devil Teacher.

……

On the other side, the two people in the alley calmed down the fight with the intervention of the house nitrous. Xia Youjie patted the dust on his body from the fight, glanced at the person who was still on the ground, and kicked speechlessly: "How long are you going to sit on the ground?"

"Jie, Nitro." The young man sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands folded across his chest, looked up in thought, looked at the two of them, and said seriously, "I seem to be in love."

Xia Youjie: ...

Jia Ruozi frowned, took down the lollipop in his mouth, and asked Xia Youjie beside him, "Did you break his brain?"

"...I didn't seem to have started just now."

"Then what is he talking about?"

"Probably fell ill again." Xia Youjie yawned and put his hands in his trouser pockets, "Going back, I've been busy all day and I'm exhausted."

"That's right." Jiarui Yanzi stuffed the lollipop into his mouth, and the two of them walked towards the exit at the other end of the alley as they talked, as if they hadn't seen the person on the ground.

After taking two steps, the person behind grabbed his neck, "What's your reaction!"

"What are the seven wonders that I am in love! You are too much!"

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi were silent for a while.

"Is it even more incredible than the seven incredibles?" Jiarui Nitzi complained and clapped his hands away. "You always have a love partner when you are in love, so where is your partner?"

Hearing this, Wujo Wu let go of his hand and muttered unhappily: "I just left."

"Huh? What went away?" Jia Ruozi asked suspiciously, and Gojo Wu pouted, "My partner, didn't you ask, you just left, didn't you see it?"

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched, "You mean that person just now?"

Gojo Wu nodded, and Xia Youjie was silent for a while, then suddenly took his arm and handed it to Jiaru Nitzi: "Grat, please check him, I suspect that this guy's brain was eaten by the curse spirit."

"Your brain was eaten by the curse spirit." Wutiao Wu angrily withdrew his hand, Xia Youjie was speechless, and under the curious eyes of Jia Ruozi, he said in pain: "He just mocked me, He’s so disgusted to death, now he says he fell in love with someone at first sight.”

"That good-looking person who just walked out?"

Xia Youjie nodded, Jiarui Nizi was also silent, and patted Wu Tiaowu's arm: "Give up."

"???" Gojo Gojo asked questions all over his head, "Why?"

Looking at the handsome but completely unpopular boy in school, Jiarui Nizi then thought of the person who was very popular just now, bit the lollipop into pieces, and said indifferently: "If I were that person If you kill me, I won't be with a fool who dislikes me."

"By the way, why did you suddenly fall in love at first sight?" She hurriedly asked another question before the other party's anger arose. Gojo Satoru was stopped by the question, and he rubbed his chin to think. Xia Youjie and Jiaru Nitrozi were very curious about his answer. In the end, after waiting for a long time, the man said in a very bachelor way: "I don't know."

"Probably the face? The voice also counts?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin with a serious face, "I didn't think so at first, but now the more I think about it, the more I feel that the face is completely in my hobby. Of course, the voice is also, it seems to be somewhere I've heard of it." Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi exchanged glances, and said in unison, "You're just greedy."

Wujo Wu gave them a white look: "What nonsense, is Lao Tzu that kind of person?"

"It's just a feeling, I seem to have seen it somewhere, and..." That person should be his.

Gojo Satoru touched his chest, not understanding where his possessiveness came from, nor why he had the urge to chain people up and hide them.

……

Bingsheng Town, a very retro Japanese-style mansion, the fine snow adds a bit of quiet beauty to the courtyard, and the grass and trees have been covered with a little white, like a landscape painting with soft brush and ink.

In the room near the wooden corridor, a man in a black suit closed the wooden door and walked aside to wait for orders. Next to the kotatsu placed in the room, a white-haired young man was lying on the table, his limbs retracted under the stove, and he squinted comfortably. Squinting his eyes, sitting across from him was a man wearing a home kimono, with black hair and black eyes, with a very classical oriental aesthetic.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite person who shrank like a winter cat, and his pair of red phoenix eyes looked very sharp. "What's wrong with your body?"

"Huh?" Wutiao Qing moved his head and shifted his gaze to the person opposite. He took off his glasses during the physical examination just now, and now he can only see a blurry phantom on the opposite side, which is not very suitable for him. Rubbing his eyes with his hands, he muttered back: "It's just a little accident."

"The ability is temporarily useless."

Seeing his indifferent expression, the eyes of the person on the opposite side darkened a little, "Caobi."

"Yes." The burly man in a black suit standing in the corner with his hair combed took a few steps forward, and replied respectfully: "The inspection report has been sent to Italy, and Lord Liboen said that he will arrange for a suitable doctor to come over."

"Probably in the afternoon, I will come here to treat Master Qing."

Wutiaoqing blinked. His body knew that Shamar couldn't do anything. Could it be that during his absence, some powerful medical talents were recruited into the family?

With such curiosity, Wu Tiaoqing huddled in the room very peacefully.

When his aunt arranged for him to live in the present world, he happened to be sent to Bingsheng Town, next door to the Skylark’s house, so that they knew each other very early, and later met the leader of their own rabbit at school, and they were targeted by the devil. .

Li Baoen was the first person to discover his special ability. In order to fully squeeze him, he was thrown into the intelligence department to shine. If it wasn't for his poor health, he would have been full of jobs 360 days a year.

More devil than devil.

sparta.

tyrant.

Huddled in the warm kotatsu, Gojo Kiyoshi slowly fell asleep with full of confidence.

……

"Glass, is this the place you're talking about?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the very retro mansion gate in front of him, and asked the girl next to him who was holding a mobile phone and didn't know what she was doing.

After confirming the address and task entrustment, Jia Ruozi put away his phone and nodded. "Um."

"Looks like some kind of big shot." Wujou's eyes fell on the black suit standing at the door, and he muttered. Xia Youjie, who came with the two, yawned and asked, "Glass , you didn’t accept an order from some gangster, did you? If you let the higher-ups know…”

The family leader paused, looked back at the two of them, and said seriously: "How could it be, he is the young master of a foreign aquatic product company."

"Really?"

"real."

Xia Youjie looked at her and squinted his eyes: "How much?"

The housekeeper fell silent for a moment, lowered his head, took out his phone and moved his fingers quickly, dragged out the transfer record, and then put the screen in front of the two of them.

A series of zero-watchers were dizzy, Xia Youjie smashed his tongue, Gojo Wu touched his chin, "That's all?"

The hand holding the mobile phone tightened a little, Xia Youjie gave him a blank look, and pushed him away: "Young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, go away."

"Am I telling the truth?" Gojo Satoru yelled loudly, the two of them didn't bother to talk to him, and the housekeeper took back his phone, walked up to the person guarding the door, and showed the entrustment letter he had given her.

The black suit who had received the order earlier invited him in respectfully.

Gojo Satoru, who was suddenly squeezed out by the two because of too much hatred, followed behind with a murmur, and led the people into the yard in a black suit. When passing through the corridor, Gojo Satoru, who was looking around, suddenly stopped, looked ahead and didn't notice The people behind sneaked away with light steps.

"Tch, return the young master of the fishery company." On the wooden corridor, Gojo Satoru carefully avoided the black suits that occasionally passed by, and muttered non-stop: "It doesn't look like a good thing, so what can you do with so much money? Nitro and Jie really..."

His voice gradually weakened, and his eyes fell on the gap in the corridor room. His good vision allowed him to clearly see the people inside through the open door gap.

The soft white hair is like winding silk, and the person curled up on the kotatsu is like a cat greedy for warmth. His expression is relaxed, his eyebrows are stretched, as if he is having a good dream, and his cheek rubs against his arm.

Gojo Satoru looked serious, glanced at both sides, gently opened the door and walked in, closed the door, went to the young man and squatted down, carefully sized it up.

The slender and curled eyelashes cast a small shadow on the cheek, and the slightly red mole on the eyelid was particularly eye-catching. Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on it involuntarily, but the color of his eyes darkened a little bit, and his fingers Also twitching slightly.

I want to lock him up, break his legs, so that he can't go anywhere, but can only stay by my side obediently, no matter what I want to do, I must get his permission, and I can only cling to him.

The inexplicable desire/desire and malice rising from the bottom of my heart were shockingly strong.

I'm not a pervert, am I? ?

Gojo Satoru covered his head with his hands, and his eyes under the sunglasses were full of incredible emotions. He stared at the sleeping young man, but suddenly a person with the same appearance appeared in his mind.

The man was sitting on the wooden porch where the maple leaves were scattered, his black hair swaying slightly by his side, his drooping eyes gleamed with water, clearly reflecting a man who looked exactly like him with a ponytail, and the corners of his mouth were slightly Yang, the bright red lips opened and closed, the shape of the mouth seemed to be calling him...

"...Little Master..."

The murmurs were like thunder in his mind, the boy's pupils dilated, and he stared at the other party, his eyes that became sharp in an instant were like a beast locked on its prey. Just as he raised his hand, the person lying on the table suddenly opened his eyes. Fingers wrapped around the wrist like snakes.

click.

The world was spinning for a while, Gojo Gojo, who was suppressed on the tatami without any preparation, just wanted to fight back, but a cold thing was pressed against his head.

He lay on the tatami, rolled his eyelids, a deep cold light flowed on the dark gun barrel, his white and slender fingers formed a strong visual impact with the black hand//gun, his eyes stayed on his fingers for a moment, and followed his wrist up.

The man who was still sleeping peacefully just now sat straddling him, using his legs to suppress his movements, holding his shoulder firmly with one hand, and holding a pistol/gun that he got out of nowhere in the other, with a cold expression and killing intent in his eyes.The white hair clings to the line of the body, and some of it slides down his shoulders and falls on his hands, covering the two of them like a spider web. The black suit vest outlines the waistline very slender, and the slim suit pants allow the hips to be seen It looks fuller//full, and the legs are straight and slender.

Gojo Satoru's eyes wandered around the opponent's body, returning to that extremely beautiful face, and swallowed unconsciously.

Damn, it's so spicy.

The author has something to say:

Regarding Nitro's side job, when Teacher Noctua asked in class:

Glass:?What kind of side job is it to earn some extra money, what can the school do with the little bonus?

dk Wu: Can that little money be called a side job?

Xia You: They are right.

Night Moth: ...