The daily life of Shier and 5t5

This is definitely a momentary obsession.

No matter what Fu Heisher thought, it was because his brain was blinded by beauty at that time that he made such an impulsive decision.

He and Gojo Satoru lived under the same roof, and they couldn't see each other when they looked up, and they couldn't hide even if they wanted to. It was completely different from the previous experience of eating and wiping their mouths and then forgetting.

How did he mess with such a difficult benefactor?

And beware of the children at home discovering at any time.

"How about eating curry today?" Tsumiki asked with a smile.

"However convenient." Shi Er replied.

When Tsumiki turned around to cut the carrot, Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared and stole an incense from the man's face.

Shi Er dragged him out of the kitchen by his collar, and cursed in a low voice, "Are you sick? What if a child sees you?"

"I saw it when I saw it." Gojo Satoru blinked, "And, don't you even think this is very exciting?"

...Look, in just a few days, even the shame PLAY is self-taught.

Shi Er only felt that he had awakened Qiu Mingshan's car god. If he didn't drive, he would go straight to the cliff for 240 yards!

Is it too late to jump now?

"It's too late." Gojo Satoru hugged him like a big doll.

Shi Er can be sure that if Babyface does this in front of the single special-level curse spirit, and it is not his turn to make a move, then the curse spirit will be swayed to death by him.

"Are you the fucking reincarnation of Jingbing?" Shi Er pinched the soft flesh of his cheek.

(Kingbing, a sticky round rice cake-like dessert.)

Gojo Satoru smiled vaguely: "I can understand that Cheng Zhener praised me as sweet and delicious?"

"..."

Damn, he lost.

But it's a miracle to say that Gojo Satoru often plays some small expression tricks that only junior high school girls like, such as sticking out his tongue and winking eggplant hands-as long as his face is a little uncute, he will look artificial.

But Wu Miaomiao, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, looks cute, which is not at all disobedient.

It is not against harmony to like to eat sweets, it is not against harmony to like to play tricks with children, it is not against harmony to be tall, handsome, cool and sweet.

All kinds of unimaginable and strange things happen to him, and those who know him well will never find it strange, and they will probably just sigh: "Well, this is Wujo Wu".

Probably thanks to this baby face.

Before Shi Er realized it, the corners of his own lips had already curled up.

"Laughing." Gojo Satoru squeezed into his line of sight, "Do you like me a little?"

Shi Er didn't want to beep with him too much, so he took a thing and directly pasted it on his face.

"What is this..." Gojo Satoru saw the thing clearly, "Blindfold?"

The eye mask is made into the pattern of a long-haired white cat, and a pair of sunglasses are placed directly in front of the eyes.

The sand sculptures are cute.

"I felt like you when I passed by, so I bought it." Shi Er said casually.

"Use your first salary?" Gojo Satoru looked over and over while holding the cat's eye mask in his hand.

"...a very, very little money," Shi Er stroked the back of his neck, "it doesn't matter if you buy it or not."

"Money has nothing to do with mind, of course it's different." Gojo Satoru hugged him for a while, "I'm super happy."

Shi Er didn't quite understand what he meant, and didn't want to understand.

The so-called "first salary" refers to the bounty for helping Gaozhuan hunt down the curse master.

Maybe after that time Gojo Wu went to contact Kong Shiyu secretly and learned of his desire to take orders and earn money. Starting a few days ago, the mobile phone Shi Er bought by himself had more information about offering a reward to the Curse Master .

After waking up another day, the only contact "Kong Shiyu" in the private phone address book was deleted, leaving only the Mao Maotou with the note "Gold Master is invincible and cute".

"..."

You'll really put gold on your face.

When receiving orders from Kong Shiyu in the past, Shi Er was called a "magician killer", but in fact, he would kill magicians, cursers, and difficult ordinary people in the business and political circles as long as they were given enough money.

Due to the high IQ of Cursed Masters, surreptitious whereabouts, and intertwined forces, for ordinary Cursed Masters, hunting Cursed Masters of the same level is ten to a hundred times more difficult than Cursed Spirits, and it is even easy to fall into their hands.

——It’s different for Shier.

Because of his previous lifestyle, he was originally a "curse master".

The tricks that the curse master has played are all leftovers from his play, and it is too easy to know the basics.

After Shi Er easily hunted and killed the curse master once or twice, all kinds of difficult curse master lists were sent to Gojo Satoru, who reviewed them and handed them over to Shi Er.

Those high-ranking spells who strongly opposed leaving Shier's life, both openly and secretly, gradually felt fortunate.

They forged a spell, restraining the conjurer from harming even the common man, in exchange for a certain degree of freedom, and an indefinite extension of the death sentence.

On the contrary, for a while, the camp of the Cursed Masters was in turmoil, and everyone was in danger, shrinking into the depths of the dark cave like a winter snake.

——Some curse masters also took advantage of the last chance to show their fangs to the hunters.

"Psychic mother..." Shi Er reflected the fluorescence of the phone screen in his eyes, and rubbed his chin to think, "78 years old, this old woman hasn't been buried yet?"

"Maybe there is some secret method that keeps her active in the magic world." Gojo Satoru lay on the sofa, eating lollipops with a new blindfold on, "It is said that she likes young handsome guys very much, and there are many precious 'grandchildren' working for her .”

"Really, then you might as well seduce her." Shi Er said ruthlessly.

Wujo Wuyi leaned his head back on his lap: "But I like sex more | What should I do with Yushier?"

Shi'er glanced at him and didn't stop what he was doing.

Gojo Satoru rubbed against his chest like a boneless cat, Shi Er couldn't help turning his face, hooked his neck, and buried his head.

In the nurturing relationship, Tian and the tyrant always appear not very enthusiastic on their faces, but they are very enthusiastic in their actions.

He is a personal hedonist who is greedy for flesh | lust.

When I forget myself, even the five senses are mixed together, sticky and floating in the water.Especially in his own house, vigilance is at a minimum.

Naturally, the light footsteps of the child were not heard.

Perhaps Gojo Satoru had "seen" it, but hid the news maliciously.

When I looked up, a big mistake had already been made.

The three little black panthers were sneaking and squatting by the wall, Kei looked indifferent below, shy Zhenyi and excited Maki were above.

"...You guys go ahead!" said Maki, the liveliest and boldest.

The string in Shier's brain snapped.

When he pushed Gojo Goto through the sofa and onto the floor, he heard the person under him remind him with a smile: "Remember to wipe the sparkle on your lips."

"..."

Kei silently looked away.

It's hot, the cicadas are singing, and new furniture is going to be added to the house.