The daily life of Shier and 5t5

The infinite space of 0.1 seconds will not hurt the mind.

The spell ends when the lips fall.

In this short period of time, Shier was forced to pour in the amount of information in March, and all the information came from the person closest to his eyes.

Survival animals would exhaust all his energy, greedily absorbing the information in front of him.

He saw the dust on the eye-feathers, saw the December snow and ice in the irises.

Even the slightly dilated pupils are clearly visible.

Someone once said to him—dilated pupils mean love or danger.

The meanings of the two words were no different to him.

...It's too tender, even if you close your eyes, you don't even know how to kiss.even thought.

After 0.1 seconds, Gojo Satoru jumped away like a cat that just stole the fish.

"Just kidding," he said with a grin, "Shiel doesn't care about alcoholics, does he?"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and suddenly Shier pressed his cat's tail, pinched his cheek and bumped into it.

Gojo Satoru dared not hide.

Head hammer?

……Do not.

That was a real kiss.

Deep, long, n times 0.1 seconds, making a sticky water sound, enough to make two people breathless kiss.

"Kissing skills are really bad." Shi Er licked the scar on the corner of his lips.

Panting slightly, he stroked his forehead hair, which was messy and slipped through his fingers.

"Be more lenient." Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand | into the man's hair, "After all, it was my first kiss."

With Shi'er's slightly shocked expression, he grabbed the soft hair at the back of the man's head and pressed it over.

The feel is really not that good.

How could such a man have such soft hair.

Holding the hair tightly is like holding the lifeblood of a beast.It's better to just press him tight, hold him tight, and do whatever he wants under the angry eyes of the other party.

Clothes were scattered on the floor, and the air smelled of late spring flowers.

Shi Er was half propped on the head of the bed, and the car lights outside the window flickered away, as if a layer of honey oil had been poured on his skin.

Amidst the smog, the man exhaled a puff of smoke at the people around him, and asked lazily, "Master Wutiao, did you have a good time playing tonight?"

Wu Miaomiao was excitedly rolling around on the bed, and now she was lying on her stomach and acting like a good boy: "My eyes hurt, I need to rub them."

"It deserves it." Shi Er remained indifferent, "Why don't you close the pain?"

"Because if you close your eyes, you won't be able to see Shier at all." Gojo Wu's eyelashes curved, "I don't want to miss your appearance for a second."

Seeing the fluffy eyelashes fluttering gently, Shi Er, who was in the sage's time, began to itch again.

"Stop talking nonsense," he rolled his eyes, "pay the bill first."

Gojo Satoru cheated: "I didn't really 'do' anything."

"You want to prostitute for nothing?" Shi Er glared at him.

"Then owe it first." Gojo Satoru smiled, "I'll pay it back later."

Shir put out the cigarette butt.

after?How can there be so many futures.

The momentary movement just now disappeared, and he got up irritably to go to the bathroom, only to feel that the worn-out ball of yarn hidden in his heart was turned out to play by the naughty cat, and rolled on the floor, tangled in a mess.

This is not a safe state.

He pulled a towel on his naked body, and his two slender and strong legs blatantly dangled in front of Gojo Wu.

"Wash together?" Wu Miaomiao suggested.

"Get out." Shi Er didn't look back.

The sound of water in the bathroom sounded, Gojo Satoru was still reluctant to wear sunglasses, and lay on his back on the bed, looking at the reflection reflected on the glass, still muttering.

After turning off the shower, Shi Er finally heard what it was.

"Rabbits die dogs, cook birds, hide their bows, unload their bows, kill donkeys and pull them out | He is ruthless, chaotic and finally abandoned, a playful scumbag who lifts his pants and refuses to recognize people..."

The corner of Shi'er's mouth twitched.

He propped himself on the sink to look in the mirror, water droplets fell from the tips of his hair.His lips were covered with small wounds from being bitten, and there was a kind of tiny itching.

This guy's kissing skills are terrible, sticky and crazy, luckily it's not a weak girl.

And Shier bit back intact.

When the door was opened, the big white cat sneaked up secretly, and Shi Er dodged perfunctorily, letting the kiss fall on the corner of his lips.

"Is there a 'welcome next time'?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"No." Shi'er said with a dead face.

"You're cool, I'm cool, why not?" Gojo Satoru put one hand in front of the door, "It's not your style to leave such a rich donor like me and such an excellent resource without using it."

He smiled meaningfully: "Or is Shier afraid of me?"

Shi Er shivered, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Afraid of you? You have nothing to be afraid of."

Gojo Satoru leaned close to his ear and blew warm wind: "What about the next time the money and the goods get paid? Let's have fun, and you won't lose money."

... "Playing around" is indeed the behavior that Master Wutiao has always shown.

The word "play" made Shi Er feel at ease.

It's all about playing anyway.No one takes it seriously and doesn't have to be responsible.

It's easy to get together, easy to break up, throw it away when it's broken, and it has nothing to do with him.

That's fine too—teaching a young virgin who is making rapid progress, and slandering the noble patriarch of the Yusan family will give him a sense of accomplishment.

A profitable trade.

Shier suddenly smiled, grabbed Wutiao Wu's chin, and kissed it fiercely.

What greeted him was biting, the numbness of his lips and the smell of blood.

This baby face really likes to bite...but he doesn't hate it.

"Changed your mind?" Gojo Wu's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Eating someone's soft rice is not eating." Shi Er said, "As you said, money and goods are equal, so it's easy to get together and break up."

Wujo Wu's eyes flickered slightly: "...then I won't be polite."