The daily life of Shier and 5t5

"?!"

Shi'er locked the opponent's throat with his backhand, and there was only one back fall left. He was concerned that this was outside Hui's room, so he kept it secret.

The other party patted him on the shoulder.

... Gojo Satoru?

Shir drew a question mark around his neck.

What are you doing in my son's room in the middle of the night?

Gojo Satoru wrote: "What about you?"

Shir drew an angry face.

Control me?It's my son anyway.

When a rustling sound came, his brows twitched suddenly, his strength intensified, and he whispered in the other's ear, "Get out."

Gojo Satoru wrote: "No."

It was dark at night, only a ray of warm light came from the night light in the bathroom.The hallway was dim and dim, concealing the sullen look on Shir's face.

——Hateful baby face, he can't write anywhere, so he insists on posting a letter on his ab|muscle!

The vest was partly opened, the opponent's little finger trembled "inadvertently", Shi Er breathed slightly, and grasped the opponent's wrist, trying to drive away the intruder.

Gojo Satoru was not chased away, but was tossed naked|The area of ​​exposed skin was getting bigger and bigger.

But Shi Er didn't dare to make any big moves, the children are all asleep at this point, what if they are seen?

Others don't care, but these children at least call him "teacher"...that's what he has left with little self-esteem.

The more he restrained himself from making a sound, the more presumptuous Wujo Wu became.

Shirley gritted his teeth.

What kindergarten principal?Obviously the most naughty bad boy in the kindergarten!

And he himself is the toy in his hands, he likes to tease it a few times, and gets tired of kicking it aside—because he is in control, he can do whatever he wants.

A wave of real anger swept over Shi Er, he suddenly raised his head, and bit Wu Tiao Wu's ear hard.

Gojo Satoru turned his head to the side, but he didn't activate No Lower Limit.

There is a soft touch under the teeth, and the smell of blood.

Shi Er was slightly startled, and withdrew the tiger teeth.

Beads of blood rolled down a ring of teeth marks.

"Shener is so cruel." Gojo Gojo lowered his eyes with a smile on his face, "Well... what does it look like? A wild cat with sharp teeth?"

Shi'er's eyes slowly widened.

"Swipe-"

At this moment, the door in front of them was suddenly opened from the inside, and a small figure was facing them.

"If you want to do something, please go back to your own room." Fu Heihui pursed her thin lips and rubbed her eyes with pink fists, "I'm sleepy, I don't want to hear."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Shier: "..."

No, son, you misunderstood!

However, Hui has already closed the door tightly, even locked it.

Shi'er turned his head and glared angrily, with a murderous look.

Your uncle's Wujo Wujo! !

The next day, after the kids had gone to school, Shir entered Hui's room through the window.

"It's not good to peek at your son's stuff." Wujo Satoru shouted downstairs, "If you don't take me, I'll go and sue Huihui."

Shir glanced at him, leaving a gap in the window.

Gojo Satoru turned in after him.

Now they are accomplices.

"Hui is only six years old, I have an obligation to take care of him, in case something bad happens..." Shi Er looked around the room, and soon found a place to hide a large pile of things.

He lifted the tablecloth that was trying to hide it, and leaned down.

"comics?"

Ordinary comics are nothing, but the cover depicts two beautiful boys kissing, and the inside pages are full of indescribable.

"..."

The two big men squatted under the narrow desk, falling into a strange dead silence.

"You said," Shi'er's throat rolled, "Hui...is because he saw us...?"

His expression could almost be a model for the world-famous painting "The Scream", as if if he got an affirmative answer, he would cut off Gojo Satoru's head and apologize in front of his son.

"Impossible." Gojo Satoru managed to calm down, "These should have been given to him by Tsumiki. Last night, Zhenyi moved into her room. If you want to hide these things, it's understandable to ask Kei."

Shi Er breathed a sigh of relief: "But Tsumiji is a girl, what's the use of looking at these?"

The breeze floated outside the window, rolled up the thin paper of BL comics, and turned a page backwards.

"Glass has seen similar things too... Never mind, isn't it normal for a girl to have a few special hobbies?"

Now Gojo Satoru has completely focused on the content of the manga, flipping through it with great interest, and harassing his depressed parents from time to time.

"Shier, you see, this subject is far less cute than you."

"Gong's figure is far inferior to yours."

"There is still such a posture! Let's try it another day?"

Shi Er smiled darkly: "We can try to hammer your skull out some other day."

"You have bitten your ears, isn't it enough to relieve your anger... Huh." The pocket of his trousers vibrated, and Gojo Wu picked up the phone: "Principal Ye Moth?"

What was said on the other side, Shi Er watched helplessly as the beautiful smile on the baby's face gradually disappeared.

Gojo Satoru: Break down a cat and a cat criticizes the face.jpg

Shi Er was gloating, when his cell phone rang—it was the one provided by Gao Zhuan for him to contact.

"Brother Shier." The little fox on the opposite side was full of joy, "Do you still remember? I'm going to test the first-level magician, Mr. Shier will definitely come, right?"

No, I don't want to go at all.

And how did Naoya know his phone number?

——But looking at Wujo Wu's appearance, I'm afraid he was "specially invited" by the Chanyuan to be an examiner through the principal of the college.

Gojo Go, he had to go.

Shildun wanted to smoke a lot.

They sat side by side in front of a stack of BL comics like two young men who lost their feet, unwilling to face the bleak weekend ahead.

"It's different from before. This time it's only a first-level curse spirit, which is super weak and safe." Gojo Satoru said, "Why don't you take Huihui to observe it."

He really didn't want Shi Er to see Zenyuan Naoya with a single glance. Hui Hui was there, at least it could distract some of his attention.

"Good idea." Shier immediately agreed.

He really didn't want to see these two young masters sick, with Hui here, at least he could wash his eyes.