Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

"I like you too, Gojo Satoru."

"!!!"

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened in an instant, and the heart in his chest suddenly stopped beating, and then started beating even more loudly, throbbing and throbbing painfully.

But it was very sweet, as if the ice cream had melted and boiled, wrapping his whole heart sticky, sweet and hot.

He tightened his arms and held Zhongya tightly in his arms.

There are only eight words, so simple and unpretentious, but Wutiaowu feels that they are spoken from his mouth, and they are more beautiful than all the love words in the world.

"Say it again, Chuya." He didn't realize that his voice was trembling slightly.

He kissed the slightly red and swollen lips again, tentatively and deeply, as if he was treating some fragile treasure, cautiously.The hoarse and soft voice is a coquettish whisper, and it is also a bewitching magic voice, coaxing the person in her arms one by one.

"Say it again, okay?"

Zhong also sighed helplessly in his heart. Seeing Wujo Wujo like this, his heart throbbed with pain, although it was very gentle, it was hard to ignore.He pushed Gojo Satoru a little away, raised his head, took off the obstructing sunglasses, and looked into those bright blue eyes so frankly.

If you want to say why he entered the game so willingly, it is probably because of the shock of seeing these blue eyes for the first time.

"I'll say it again, you listen to me!" Zhong Ye had a serious expression on his face, looking at those eyes that moved his heart very seriously.

The last time he was so serious was probably what he said to Mori Ogai when he joined the port of Mafia.

"Gojo Satoru." He said his name like an oath, "I like you too, and I will never regret it after saying this."

"From now on, I, Zhongya Zhongyuan, would like to be your sharp blade for fighting, and also my strong shield for your retreat. If one day I will betray and you kill me, I will also not resist."

We also love each other with our lives as dowries.

"it is good."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, he didn't need to tell Zhong, he just had to live the life he liked under his wings, but he knew that his Zhong was just as proud and powerful.

Chuya Zhongyuan has never been anyone's weakness, he can become Wujo Wu's armor.

but……

"Chuya, do you know that you can't just swear to the conjurer? Any oath you swear will become a curse on you." Gojo Satoru thought of something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was tinged with a hint of madness, but more It is an indescribable joy and joy.

If Chuya likes me, then he should not be afraid of the curse of the conjurer.

However, I'm afraid it will be too late, Zhong Ye.

Sure enough, Zhong Ye sneered when he heard the words: "Will I be afraid?"

"Our mutual oath will become a kind of bondage, and it is also an oath. If you don't keep it, you will be severely punished. Not only will I kill Chuya, but Chuya will also receive additional punishment."

"But it's okay." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and stroked Nakaya's delicate eyebrows. The skin under his fingers was soft and delicate, warm and fresh, which made him feel a little bit reluctant.

Chuya would definitely not betray him.

However, even if there is such a day, it doesn't matter.

"After killing Chuya, if you turn Chuya into a curse spirit, you can stay with me for the rest of your life..."

Gojo Satoru's smile was so gentle, even though he was smiling, it didn't look like a joke at all.

He meant it, and he had never been that serious.

"If you betray, you will be crushed by gravity directly." Zhongya grabbed his hand that was raging on his face, and refused to be outdone.

Gojo Satoru's smile deepened, he opened his lips slightly, and only said one word lightly: "Okay."

……

The morning sun shines on the two sleeping people hugging each other on the bed.

Both of them are beautiful. One has white hair and looks like a boy who is only eighteen or nineteen years old. His eyelashes are all white. It seems that the sun is too bright. Deeper in the neck socket.

The other has long orange-tailed hair, exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and the sharpness of the usual color can be vaguely seen. He was held in the arms of the white-haired man in a very possessive way, and he felt the strangeness of the people around him. He patted unconsciously as comfort, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

The pale golden sunlight in the morning shines on them, and their hair is intertwined, making it the brightest color in the world.

Serene, quiet, beautiful, as beautiful as the most proud work of a skilled oil painter.

Because last night I got into a fight with Gojo Satoru late, none of them remembered to draw the curtains...

However, this state only lasted for a few minutes.

Zhong Ye, whose biological clock was always on time, opened his eyes first.

He was about to kick Wutiao Wu beside him up, but seeing that innocent sleeping face, he couldn't do it no matter what.

"Gojo, get up, you!" Zhongya raised his hand and shook Wujo Wu's shoulder, but the other party pulled him into his arms again.

"Zhongye, sleep again..." The hoarse voice in the early morning was accompanied by a sleepy nasal voice, which made Zhongye blush a little.

Damn it, why did this guy think it was damn good after he confessed his love yesterday?

Nakaya thought sullenly in Gojo Satoru's arms.

He glanced at the time, it was already 08:30.

How can this guy sleep so well?

Zhong also poked Gojo Satoru's pretty hair with a little distaste, and the other party tightened his arms a little dissatisfied, telling the person in his arms not to be naughty, and then fell asleep again.

He was really excited last night, and he was sleepy only after the sun was almost up. In addition, he was really tired because of the unshielded load of the six eyes.

There was nothing he could do, and he was reluctant to wake him up, so he could only maintain this posture and be hugged.

Who knew, Gojo Goto fell asleep and slept until nearly twelve o'clock.

Gojo Satoru finally woke up in a daze, and rubbed against Chuya's neck like a big white cat. His sweet and soft voice sounded lackluster, even a little wronged.

"Morning ~ Zhongye."

"It's getting late," Zhongya said with a half-smile.

However, after saying that sentence, Gojo Satoru didn't respond.

I don't know if people who get up early are a little slow, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes for a few minutes, and then blinked his eyes to fully wake up.

"Morning, Chuya!" Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

"It's getting late, bastard!" Chuya's forehead bulged with veins.

"It's morning when I just woke up." Gojo Gojo said, "Oh, by the way, Chuya, I'm going to the Armed Detective Agency today, and I'll take you to the port of Mafia later, you have to wait for me obediently, don't wander around~"

"What are you doing at the Armed Detective Agency?"

Chuuya frowned, feeling that it was not a good thing.

"Of course I have business to do~ I need to tell Jie first that I'm out of the order~" Gojo Satoru sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and said happily, "I'm discussing with him about Fukuchi Sakurachi, hasn't he already met Have you ever been crazy about that blessed land?"

"I'm not going to port Mafia today."

"Huh? Chuya gave himself a day off today?" If he had known this, he should have been the king of the king last night!

Ah, no, he and Zhong are also in love with each other, that's not called a bully, that's called a home run!

"No." Chuya shook his head, "I'll go with you to the Armed Detective Agency."