Male god strategy plan

In the early morning of the next day, hog-killing cries resounded through the sky.

"Ah! What have you done to me?"

Gojo Satoru turned over and sat up on the bed, looking at himself empty, his perfect body screamed in terror.

Jianren Qihai got up from the bed, his head hurt like hell, the wind brushed over his bare shoulders, his sexy biceps were ready to go, sexy as hell.

Gojo Satoru blinked, and couldn't help but whistle: "Qamihai, you're in good shape~"

"Come on, let me feel the muscles." Gojo Satoru said that he was about to start, but he still looked panicked just now, and instantly revived with full blood.

"It's so flexible, tsk tsk~" Gojo Satoru became more and more aggressive, Nanami Jianren grabbed his hand, his face was gloomy, "If you dare to move, I will throw you off the bed!"

This drunkard has been tossing all night, can't he let people sleep for a while?

For a social animal, the biggest harm is working overtime, and the greater harm than working overtime is that after working overtime, you have to be tossed about by an idiot and can't sleep.

Why didn't Wujo Satoru be cremated together!

His eyes were bloodshot, he pushed Gojo Satoru away and went back to sleep.

Gojo Satoru blinked before remembering, this is not his room at all, Nanaming took him back to his house after he was drunk?

He is really a reliable junior~

Gojo Satoru was about to recall what happened yesterday when his stomach suddenly groaned.

He stepped back in an instant and pressed on Jianren Qihai.

The uncomfortable weight made it difficult for him to breathe. Nanami Kento closed his eyes and sighed, took a deep breath, clenched his fists and rushed directly towards Gojo Satoru's face.

With a "snap", the fist was firmly clenched.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Get lost!" He wanted to get up, but Wujo Wucha sat on his lap and poked his head over, his face almost touching his, "Nanaming, I'm hungry~ get up and cook Bar!"

"..." I want to do you now!

"I want three times the amount of sugar for milk~" Gojo Satoru held his face in his hands and watched Nana Ming who was exuding resentment.

Nana Ming's bags under his eyes were blackened, and he poured the milk mechanically without soul. Hearing Gojo Satoru's twitching voice, he finally reacted a bit, lifted the milk mustache in his hand and smashed it over: "Eat free food and beep!" Beep!"

So sleepy!

The bread was robbed, and they had to endure slavery.

What's more terrible is that you can't beat it.

Is he crazy?

Why should he let him sleep to death by the side of the road when he took pity on him and took him home.

"Drink, go out of my house quickly after drinking!" He threw the cup in front of him with a "boom", Gojo Satoru tilted his head with his chin propped up, and said in an extremely nasty way, "But I just received the task, The first-level conjurer Jiwan has defected, you have to go and catch him back."

"What does your task have to do with me!"

"I've already told you that you are going on missions with me~ I haven't seen you for a long time, are you happy to go out on missions with senior?"

"..." Happy you are paralyzed!

If I am guilty please let the law punish me.

Instead of letting such a fool without self-awareness ruin my few rest days!

Heaven, earth, let someone take Gojo Wu away!

Yushi Ninja experienced a hearty sex event, curled up his happy toes, got up from the bed early, and stared at his wife's peaceful sleeping face.

Pulling away the curly hair, he twirled the hook in the palm of his hand. Originally, he just wanted to have a look, but after looking at it, he became distracted.

The feather fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her delicate appearance was like a carefully drawn painting.

His mouth moved, and Ninzu Yushi attached himself to it.

"Hmm..." Seiichi Yukimura moved, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man with a wild beast.

Depend on!Is it just this one time? !

"Ninja..." He was about to growl when Ninzu Yushi suddenly got up, "I'll make you breakfast."

"..." He held back a word in his heart and said it was not right, and it would be uncomfortable not to say it, and finally it only turned into a word of um.

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