After being scummed by four men

"Jie, I'm not you, I don't have so many reasons to do things," Gojo Wu put his hands in his pockets, and he stood on tiptoe like a jk as he said, he pursed his lips slightly, but the corners of his mouth on both sides raised innocently, like Like a cat, "I can do what I want, anyway, I am very strong, and no one can stop me."

Hearing this, Xia Youjie frowned tightly: "Even so, Wu, you actually have a crush on He Ze, don't you?"

"Have you ever considered doing this, has Mr. Kazawa, who hasn't come out yet, felt much guilt for his dead lover?"

Wujo Wu's movements stopped suddenly. Although he was very sharp, he was far behind Xia Youjie when it came to meticulousness.It was only after Xia Youjie reminded him that he gradually realized this problem, but he had already done something last night, and if he stopped now, firstly, nothing would change, and secondly, he didn't want to stop at all.

Last night, He Zecheng and his lingering blush and heartbeat, the kind of fiery love for his lover, he has not felt enough.

"I want to feel more."

So, he had to say: "I will take responsibility for him."

Moreover, he also quibbles, or deceives himself:

"Besides, this is just, um, a form of treatment. Apart from being a little curious, I still cover him like a little brother. How could I cheat him?"

Wujo Wujo nodded to Xia Youjie as he said, "I will stop when I satisfy my curiosity."

Xia Youjie seemed to want to say something, but seeing his appearance, he didn't say anything in the end, just nodded: "Forget it, you can figure it out."

"Don't worry! Wutiao-sama is absolutely fine!"

Even though Xia Youjie guessed what might have happened, Gojo Satoru still looked sneaky when he went to find He Zecheng, which made He Zecheng, who didn't know anything, very nervous every time.

He Zecheng rejected Gojo Satoru several times, but this guy always cunningly waited until he was sick before coming forward, and he was not sober at that time...

Not only that, but his guilt and sorrow for the dead Junko will be interrupted by Gojo Satoru's showy operations from time to time.

For example, when Gojo Satoru came to change his drip, Gojo Satoru purposely hid behind the door that was pushed open, and kept changing places to hide while Gojo Satoru was walking back and forth. Talking awkwardly with nitro...

A week later, He Zecheng's symptoms improved significantly.

In the office, Ye Mo Zhengdao and the four students sat opposite each other. Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at He Zecheng's complexion, and then asked Nitzi about He Zecheng's physical condition. After getting Nitzi's "good" answer, he nodded nodded:

"Yes, you are very persistent. It seems that I don't have to worry that you can't stand the life of a conjurer."

Noctua Masamori expressed his relief that he could quickly quit his behavioral addiction, He Zecheng's face turned red, and then he heard Gojo Satoru, who was kneeling in the middle, say proudly:

"Of course, Cheng is my little brother!"

He Zecheng felt that he was shameless.

At this time, Noctua Zhengdao said again:

"Just in time for the Kyoto Sisters Exchange Meeting."

"Cheng, you have come to me to learn how to control the magic power from leaking out. This is very important to you. You must learn it, understand?"

He Zecheng nodded hurriedly, but Gojo Satoru next to him hugged He Zecheng, and said to Noctua Zhengdao with a smile:

"Teacher, I can also teach Cheng? Let me come, let me come~"

"When you will be used in the future, don't make trouble," Ye Mozheng said calmly, "My spell is puppet control, and I am better at controlling the power of the spell, which is more important to Cheng now."

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue regretfully when he heard the words, and said nothing more.

And Xia Youjie remained silent all the time. He lowered his head slightly and his eyelids drooped, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly.

Yemo Zhengdao decided to start teaching He Zecheng from today, Xia Youjie greeted politely and left, the family had already slipped out, and Gojo Satoru, who wanted to stay, was forced to leave because of the Gojo family Already—the Gotiao family, who has just entered school for a month, is not quite settled yet.

He Zecheng just spent a peaceful and fulfilling afternoon.

After studying spell control for an afternoon, He Zecheng left the office a little tired.

In early summer, the evening habit is late, and the clear sunlight shines on the stone road and passes through the green trees, making people feel happy.

He Zecheng stretched, yawned, and was about to go back to the dormitory to take a rest. At this moment, he saw Xia Youjie not far away.

Xia Youjie was standing under a pine and cypress tree, his shadow was stretched very long by the gentle and dim sunlight, he did not wear the school uniform outside the high school, revealing the white shirt inside.

Xia Youjie was facing him sideways, and when he saw He Zecheng approaching, he turned around, frowning slightly, and his voice was soft and cold:

"Kazawa-san."

"What's the matter? Mr. Xia You." Seeing that he seemed to be talking to him, He Zecheng walked over.

Xia Youjie didn't speak immediately, he stared at him for a while, and then murmured, "Student He Ze, what do you think of Wu?"

"Brother Wu?" He Zecheng recalled what happened in the past few days, and coughed lightly with a blushing face, "I don't have any opinions, Brother Wu is very nice."

Xia Youjie glanced at him lightly and said, "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant."

He Zecheng looked at him in confusion.

Xia Youjie walked in a few steps, and his tall body gave He Zecheng a slight sense of oppression. He Zecheng moved his shoulders uncomfortably, and Xia Youjie slowly lowered his head and approached him. said to him:

"Kasawa-san, I hope you don't indulge Satoru's curiosity."

"What?" He Zecheng, who knew nothing about Gojo Satoru's purpose, was full of question marks.

Xia Youjie straightened up slowly again, and when he was half a head taller than He Zecheng, when he looked at He Zecheng, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he always felt condescending.

"Wu is a very simple person," Xia Youjie said as he looked down at him, "He can't tell good from evil. To be precise, good and evil have no meaning to him, so that he sometimes controls Don't stop doing immoral things."

"But it doesn't make sense now, but it doesn't mean it won't make sense in the future. I don't want him to regret it."

He Zecheng was usually ashamed when Xia Youjie noticed that he was having an affair with Gojo Satoru, but under Xia Youjie's swaying favoritism, his face turned cold a little bit.

"So, student Xia You," He Zecheng said blankly, "What do you want me to do?"

Xia Youjie's eyes dimmed for a moment, he looked at He Zecheng, and said softly, "At least learn to reject him."

The little fire in He Zecheng's heart suddenly ignited, and he said coldly: "Student Xia You, don't you think you are going too far? Blame all the faults on me alone?"

Xia Youjie frowned: "That's not what I meant."

"I don't want to talk about this matter any more. I'm going back to rest. Goodbye, Xia You." He Zecheng didn't want to say more, enduring the anger and grievance in his heart, he wanted to bypass Xia Youjie and leave, but Xia Youjie You Jie grabbed him and fell to the tree trunk.

He Zecheng was taken aback, and the rough bark was worn through the thin summer clothes just now, which made his back hurt. His eyes were red and he glared at Xia Youjie angrily.

Xia Youjie pressed him against the tree trunk, held his hand with one hand and raised it above his head, and propped the other hand on the side of his head, looking down at him, his long and narrow fox eyes were full of scorching anger.

He Zecheng struggled in horror, but was gripped even tighter, firmly held by a big hand like a soft and white pigeon.

Xia Youjie lowered his voice, with anxiety hidden inside, his tone was very aggressive: "Student He Ze, I don't think you don't know what "empathy" is, do you? "

He Zecheng was startled, bit his lip, and looked at Xia Youjie helplessly with light golden double pupils, feeling pitiful.

Xia Youjie paused for breath, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but there was nothing unusual in his tone: "I don't think you want a relationship like a castle in the sky, do you?"

He Zecheng just looked at him timidly, which made Xia Youjie's mouth dry for a while. He turned his head to cover up, and said softly:

"I don't want you, Kazawa-san, to get hurt either."

After a long time, Xia Youjie heard He Zecheng say in a small voice, "I see, Xia You."

"Student Xia You, can you let me go?"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie unconsciously rubbed He Zecheng's delicate skin with his fingers, then retracted the hand that trapped He Zecheng as if he had just realized it.

He Zecheng glanced at him timidly, then took a few steps back, seeing that he didn't intend to move, he just fled away.

Xia Youjie lowered his head, covered his face with his right hand, and stayed there for a long time before leaving.

In mid-May 2005, the sisters exchange meeting in Kyoto.

The last exchange meeting was won by Kyoto, so this exchange meeting will be held in Kyoto.

Ye Mozheng was driving the car, Nitro was sitting in the co-pilot playing with his mobile phone, and Xia Youjie, Gojo Wu and He Zecheng were sitting in the back seat in turn.

Xia Youjie tilted his head and leaned on the back seat, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

And Gojo Satoru was pretending to play with his mobile phone, and from time to time he secretly kissed Makoto He Ze, who was really playing with his mobile phone.

He Zecheng was afraid of being discovered, and he didn't dare to resist, so he had to let Gojo Satoru peck and kiss like a child.

But in fact Xia Youjie who was very close could hear him.

"Chirp~"

Xia Youjie always heard this small sound of gently sucking and sucking the skin, and his fingers on his legs unconsciously tightened his pants.

Until the sound suddenly changed and turned into a subtle sound of churning water.

This sudden change caused Xia Youjie to subconsciously open his eyes, just in time to see He Zecheng who was pressed down and kissed deeply by Gojo Satoru with a confused expression.

Xia Youjie: "..."

He turned his head silently, but he saw the shadow reflected in the car window on his side, Gojo Satoru's head in the shadow was gradually downward...

"Cough!" Xia Youjie coughed quickly, interrupting Gojo Wu.

The night moth driving the car asked rightly, "What's the matter, Jie?"

Xia Youjie took a warning look at Wujo Wu who was grimacing at him in dissatisfaction, and said vaguely to Ye Mozhengdao: "It's nothing, teacher, maybe I caught a little cold last night."

"Don't turn down the air conditioner too low when you sleep at night, or you will suffer from heat stroke after a long time." Nitro, who was playing with his mobile phone, interjected.

Xia Youjie smiled, put his left hand on the head of Wutiaowu who was about to come to revenge, and said gently: "Got it, Nitro."

At the Kyoto Sisters Exchange Meeting, the first day was a group battle, and Nitro didn't have to participate because it was a healing service, he just had to stay in the monitoring room, so only Gojo Satoru and the three DKs entered the forest.

They had only walked halfway into the forest when they were provoked by a girl wearing a maiden costume. Gojo Satoru suddenly became excited and chased after that person as soon as he said he was leaving, leaving behind Xia Youjie who was holding his forehead and a dazed look on his face. He Zecheng was forced to stay where he was.

"I'm sorry," Xia Youjie smiled helplessly at He Zecheng, "I realize that he is used to such nonsense, and he doesn't have any bad intentions."

Xia Youjie was referring to Gojo Satoru running away on his own and not thinking about He Zecheng.

"Where Brother Wu goes is his freedom, I don't mind." He Zecheng said with his head down, and moved a few steps away while talking.

Since that day, he has been a little afraid of Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie noticed his small movements, he pursed his lips, and was about to say something, when suddenly the curse spirit he placed around was removed.

Xia Youjie's expression changed, and he immediately stepped forward to block He Zecheng.

Four or five students in Kyoto school uniforms came out, and one student pointed to He Zecheng behind Xia Youjie, and asked the person next to him, "Is this the blonde one you want to kill?"

The people beside him nodded affirmatively: "Although there is no six eyes, but there are still mantras to use, let's go together."

He Zecheng and Xia Youjie got separated, Wujo Wu didn't know where to go crazy.

There were too many people chasing and killing him, and Xia Youjie had only been in school for more than a month, and he didn't have so many magic spirits on hand, so he didn't pay attention to him for a while, and there was one chasing after him to congratulate him. Zecheng came, and He Zecheng had to fight back with all his strength.

He Zecheng staggered for a few steps and fell to the ground. A deep gash was cut on his calf, and his flesh and blood turned out, looking oozing.

He is not as strong as Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, and he has not undergone physical training, so he soon lost his strength and fell into a disadvantage.

Art!Art!

He Zecheng's heart was pounding nervously, he clutched the weeds on the ground tightly, watching the man slowly approaching like a cat playing with a mouse.

He really wants to use the spell!

He Zecheng was so nervous that it was difficult to breathe.

But Junko told him before he died - "Remember, you don't have spells".

But now he was going to die!

A few clusters of vines quietly grew out of He Zecheng's palm, and under the cover of grass stems, they stretched into the ground.

The man knew nothing, and slowly approached him with a malicious expression on his face.

As he was walking, the man suddenly felt the ground under his feet soften, and was attacked by vines that suddenly rose from his feet.

The man smiled disdainfully, and cut off all the vines with a spell tool, but he didn't notice that there was a strand of hair-thin branches gently attached to his ankle at his ankle.

He Zecheng moved his fingers and his heart was pounding, and he was about to make a pinch gesture and use a spell.

Then Xia Youjie suddenly appeared, kicked the man flying, and because he kicked on the head, the man passed out immediately.

Xia Youjie stood on the spot with disheveled clothes, and he still carried the murderous spirit that hadn't faded from the battle just now. His eyes moved to He Zecheng's right hand that he was about to make a gesture just now, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He Zecheng froze for a moment.

But Xia Youjie didn't say anything, just walked to his side, squatted down, and carefully examined his wound.

"Xia Youjun," He Zecheng was a little embarrassed, "Have you solved it?"

"Ah, I'm fine." Xia Youjie said calmly, then lifted his coat, tore off part of his shirt, and lightly tied up the wound, causing He Zecheng's face to turn pale from the pain.

Then Xia Youjie, a princess, hugged him, carefully avoiding his wound.

It was a bit embarrassing for a boy to be hugged like this, and He Zecheng said shyly, "Actually, I can go by myself."

Xia Youjie said coldly: "The weak should have the consciousness of the weak, don't make trouble."

The affection that He Zecheng had just had for him disappeared in an instant, and he buried his face in Xia Youjie's arms to hide his gritted teeth expression.

Xia Youjie suddenly asked him abruptly, "How did He Ze come up with the idea of ​​using magic power to manifest vines? As far as I know, magicians prefer to manifest some weapons when they realize magic power?"

He Zecheng froze, grabbing the clothes on Xia Youjie's chest and froze, he faltered, "I didn't think much about it, I just did it..."

Xia Youjie let out an "oh" and asked again, "Student He Ze, do you really have no spells?"

"No." He Zecheng said in a stiff voice.

Why is Xia Youjie so sharp! !He Zecheng screamed inwardly, it would be better to have less contact with him in the future.

In the group battle on the first day of the exchange meeting, because of Gojo Satoru's crazy troubles, the Tokyo school successfully won.

Gojo Satoru, who came back, saw the injury on He Zecheng's leg, and immediately turned cold, and was about to run to the place where the students of the Kyoto school lived to beat him up. He Zecheng held him back and shook his head:

"Forget about Brother Wu, if it wasn't them, it would be someone else's."

Gojo Satoru went to He Zecheng's side with a sullen face and sulking. He looked at the freshly formed scar on He Zecheng's leg, which was still crystal clear and moist with blood, and stretched out his fingertips to touch it lightly. .

"Hiss—" He Zecheng shrank his neck in pain, but someone gently raised his face.

He saw a pair of extremely beautiful blue eyes, the blue eyes were as far away as the high sky, and the strands of silver in them were like white clouds in the blue sky.

The sky approached him and gently bit his lower lip.

"Brother Wu," He Zecheng's voice trembled, his soft lips brushed Gojo Wu's lips following his words, "I think my withdrawal reaction has actually healed."

"Okay?" Gojo Satoru asked softly, looking at Kazawa Makoto's red lips with thick snow-white eyelashes.

"Well," He Zecheng replied with a squishy nasal voice, "So, you don't need to treat me anymore."

"I can't give you the kind of affection you want."

——that crazy love for Junko.

Only then did Gojo Satoru leave his lips, and he was silent for a moment: "Did Jie tell you?"

"Well, ah." He Zecheng responded uncomfortably.

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Do you think I'm annoying?"

"Not anymore." He Zecheng lowered his head cutely like a small animal, "Xia Youjun said Brother Wu has no bad intentions."

"If you don't have bad intentions, I can do whatever you want with you?" Gojo Satoru leaned on the edge of the bed with both hands and grinned, smiling like a cute jk, then he tilted his body to He Zecheng's side, that pretty face Instantly enlarged in front of He Zecheng's eyes.

Then He Zecheng heard him say with a smile:

"So, Cheng, can I finally kiss you with no bad intentions?"

He Zecheng's face turned red all of a sudden.

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