Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

"Xiao Zhongya, your boyfriend is awake." Frank Stein shouted towards the door.

Then he turned around and took off his disposable surgical latex gloves, threw them into the trash can, and started cleaning up the trash.

Gojo Satoru smiled and did not refute.

"Ah? Who said he was my boyfriend!"

With a "bang", the door of the laboratory broke open from the outside, Chuya retorted loudly, his eyes accidentally caught sight of Gojo Satoru lying on the table with a pale face, a tinge of red appeared on his face.

At this time Gojo Satoru's upper body was almost completely naked, and the parts that were not exposed were tightly wrapped in snow-white bandages.

As I said before, he has a good figure, with typical broad shoulders and narrow waist, lean and firm muscles attached to his well-proportioned bones, which perfectly highlight the edges and corners of his bones.

Although his face was pale, it was because of this that he had a more fragile beauty.

The strongest one that looks so fragile can probably only be seen now.

"Oh? Isn't it? Xiao Zhongya?"

Frankenstein showed a playful expression like an elder teasing a junior who just fell in love.

"Of course not!"

Frankenstein raised his eyebrows, then turned to Gojo Satoru, "Are you a woman?"

She looks good, and the possibility of being a woman is not ruled out.

Gojo Satoru shook his head with a smile.

"I didn't mean that." Zhong also felt a little helpless.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Frankenstein nodded perfunctorily, waved his hands and began to push people away, "Okay, just carry him to the temporary ward when he wakes up, don't take up space here and delay my experiment, otherwise Let me help you carry it."

Frankenstein pointed in a direction, and there were four doors side by side, which were the temporary wards that Frankenstein mentioned just now.

But looking at his slender arms, it really doesn't look like he can hug a 1.9-meter man.

Gojo Satoru shook his head immediately.

Zhong also hasn't hugged me yet!

Although his eyes were covered with a black cloth at this moment, Zhong Ye could see a trace of grievance in his expression.

"Hey, are you still up?"

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly.

"Tsk, let's go." Chuya was extremely impatient on the surface, but he carefully helped Gojo Satoru off the stage.

Frankenstein didn't bother with those two people either, just kept his head down and was busy with his own affairs.

Gojo Satoru was also lying on the bed supported by the quilt. The room was cleaned very cleanly, without any peculiar smell, and the items were arranged too neatly. It could be seen that the owner here might have a serious cleanliness habit.

The bandage on his chest was stained with blood, and he hadn't felt the pain for a long time. Gojo Satoru felt that his ability to endure pain seemed to have weakened, and it really hurt a little. .

Sure enough, the play was too real, and it was himself who felt uncomfortable.

Gojo Satoru looked at Chuya who was sitting on the edge of the bed, silent all the time, and curled the corners of his mouth indistinctly.

Really angry?

Although Chuuya was angry, he was in a good mood.

"Hmph, is this the level of being the strongest?" Chuya broke the calm, snorted coldly, and taunted with an exaggerated expression and a flick of the tongue, "Idiot, I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be lying here .”

"I should have let Xia Youjie come if I knew it earlier, he must be stronger than you!"

"Qiang Qiang got himself on the bed, it's really embarrassing!"

Gojo Satoru remained silent and let him laugh.

While talking, Chuya suddenly fell silent, and the room was once again quiet.

"Hey, bastard Wujo."

Chuya lowered his head, his tone became very calm, and there was no ups and downs in his tone, but it could be heard that he was speaking very seriously.

"In the future... don't get hurt anymore."

Gojo Satoru smiled and nodded at him.

"Don't get hurt in front of me."

Gojo Satoru continued to nod.

"Even if you are really hurt in front of me, don't expect me to take care of you, idiot! I will leave you where you are, hahahaha..."

Gojo Satoru continued to nod.

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

Gojo Satoru still didn't answer him.

"Speak!" Zhong also found that his temper became much worse when he was with Gojo Satoru.

"Zhong... Zhong also said that he wouldn't let me speak." Gojo Satoru felt aggrieved.His voice was still weak, but it was much better than when he was injured.

Chuya: "...then you should shut up."

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