When the blind date is 5t5

Gojo Satoru acted as if he couldn't see my disgusting gaze, he still smiled shamelessly.

Never admit your mistakes, never repent.

For this, I puffed up my face in anger, and quietly clenched my hands on my knees into fists.

After a lengthy silence, he restrained his smile and leaned over, the tip of his nose rubbed against mine intimately, his blue eyes were as clear as glass.

"Don't be angry," he said, "how about I mend your pajamas tomorrow?"

Immediately, I was relieved.Looking at the vicious man in front of me who was obviously teasing me, I reached out and pinched his cheek, and pulled it to the sides unceremoniously.

"Who wants you to mend your pajamas!"

Gojo Satoru knew he was wrong, so he didn't make any resistance, and let me lick his cheek.

In the blink of an eye, time passed quietly under our fight.

The round clock on the wall made a crisp ticking sound. In my sight, the slender hour hand moved forward one frame at a time, and finally stayed on the number "12" accurately.

A brand new day has finally arrived.

I turned my head sideways, and my eyes fell silently on Gojo Satoru's face.

As a birthday star, his expression is indifferent at the moment, and there is no turmoil between his brows because of the arrival of his birthday. He is so calm as if today is just an ordinary day, no different from yesterday, tomorrow or even any day in a year.

Seeing this, my mind suddenly moved.

Driven by some inexplicable emotion, I raised my head and gently pressed my lips against his cold thin lips.

Then, I said softly, "Wu, happy birthday..."

Soon this blessing disappeared between the lips and teeth.

——*——*——

the next day.

Even after applying the ointment Gojo Satoru specially bought last night, there was still a faint discomfort there.

I sat awkwardly on the dining chair, and my gaze inadvertently swept across the tall figure in the kitchen.

Gojo Satoru was preparing breakfast.

Not long after, he came out with a plate of golden and crispy toast.

The pink apron was tied loosely around his waist, a stark contrast to the dark uniform he was wearing today.

For no reason, it reminded me of the picture of Dongtang Aoi wearing a cute little skirt, with a bit of hot eyes in the violation.

I couldn't help laughing out loud at this.

"What are you smirking at?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and asked.

He put warm milk by my hand.The milk-yellow porcelain cup collided with the dining table, making a very soft sound.

Seeing this, I held it up with both hands, and immediately felt a warm current flowing slowly from the palm of my hand to my limbs, it was very comfortable.

"It's nothing." I dealt with him perfunctorily.

You can't tell him the picture that popped up in your mind just now.

In case, he really forced Dongtang Aoi to wear women's clothes by force.

After all, this guy is definitely capable of doing such insane things.

Thinking of this, in order to protect the integrity of the former student, I paused, then smiled at him, and praised falsely: "You look so good in this apron."

Gojo Satoru looked at me suspiciously: "Really?"

I nodded without hesitation.

However, the brain circuit of Gojo Satoru will never be understood.

I saw him throwing sugar cubes into the coffee, while drawing a long tail, he said in an ambiguous tone, "Then next time I will wear this apron to fuck you."

???

I froze in place, and after thinking about it, my heart was like a fucking dog.

There is such a coquettish existence in this world?

Am I being too conservative?Or is the education of the Wutiao family just like this?

For a while, I couldn't help but began to doubt my traditional family etiquette education for so many years.

No.

How can you keep being molested by him! ! !

Fighting spirit was blazing in my heart like a raging fire, I raised my eyes to stare at him, and said indifferently: "Wait, sooner or later I will meow you!"

Gojo Satoru was obviously taken aback.

He probably didn't expect that I would abandon my reserve and imitate his appearance and let out flirtatious words.

Silence is the dining table at this moment.

Gojo Gojo suppressed the laugh with his fist, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice provocatively, "We'll see who makes meow tonight."