After being scummed by four men

Four men in one play.

After He Zecheng inexplicably recovered, his predecessors met together by accident.

Now these four men are sitting around a stone table in the courtyard, arguing about where He Zecheng should go.

"Who is not dead and pretends to be dead, and then ran back shamelessly to snatch someone?" Gojo Satoru hugged He Zecheng who was sitting on his lap, looked at the handsome and wicked young man, and said with a smile:

"Bitch."

Yan Suo, who has studied with He Zecheng for several years:

"..."

"That's not as good as Six-Eyed You, someone else's lover's 'bones are not cold', so he can't wait to take him away." The corners of Yan Suo's eyes raised sarcastically, and a hint of sinister curled up his thin lips.

The lids of his long and narrow eyes were slightly closed, faintly flickering with dark anger.

He Zecheng blushed suddenly when his first love said this to his face, he faltered and said:

"Brother Wu..."

"Cheng, don't talk, it's none of your business, now is our time." Gojo Satoru patted his back lightly and said.

He Zecheng had no choice but to shut his mouth again, but his fingers were uneasily grabbing Gojo Satoru's lapel, obviously panicking.

"Jie, you won't want to grab me too, will you?" Gojo Wu turned his head and said to Xia Youjie who was sitting on the right.

There was anxiety and eagerness in his tone, and after he finished speaking, he stared at the silent Xia Youjie, waiting for his reply.

Xia Youjie looked at He Zecheng's soft blond hair silently, moved his lips, and said softly:

"Cheng...he will break when he's drunk."

He Zecheng was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, Gojo Satoru's eyes darkened suddenly, and he punched him.

"You bastard! At that time, Cheng was still my man, and you actually did it at that time!" Gojo Goto was furious. He thought that Jie only stole Cheng after he lost Cheng.

Gojo Satoru at that time was about to go mad with anger, but he blamed himself more.

But he never expected that Xia Youjie would do it so early.

He Zecheng also somewhat guessed what happened, and closed his eyes tightly in shame.

Xia Youjie caught Wutiao Wu's fist, and said in a deep voice:

"So, I'm sorry, enlightened, I won't let go."

On the other hand, Lin Suo's complexion became even more stinky.

"I said, this brat was originally my man, what are you talking about? Give him back to me." Li Suo said coldly.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie clenched their fists, turned their heads in unison, and looked at him expressionlessly.

Yan Suo's lips moved, and he fell silent unwillingly.

He couldn't beat the two strongest players in the magic world, so he had to endure it.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie looked at Fu Heisher, who had been silently looking at He Zecheng with folded arms, after they had finished intimidating Suo.

"Actually, it's just a matter between me and Wu." Xia Youjie lowered his eyes indifferently, and said indifferently, "What does it have to do with you, the later ignorant person?"

"You should go, monkey."

Gojo Satoru's beautiful blue eyes also looked at Fuheshier indifferently, and his exquisite face was like a god-like bird's-eye view.

"That won't work. The wife I raised since I was a child is still in his arms." Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips with scars raised slowly provocatively, "Give me back my wife, I am now just go."

Fu Heisher refers to the illusory time in He Zecheng's dream that protected him from childhood to adulthood.

The other three people didn't know about this, they only thought that he was playing tricks and refused to leave, and they couldn't help but look dangerously at him.

Fu Heisher showed an interesting smile, and lazily said:

"What, want to fight?"

A black Taidao quickly condensed in his hand, and after the strong curse power manifested, it exuded a curse that made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

This is He Zecheng's mantra.

Now Fu Heisher can already use He Zecheng's spell power, not just relying on the sky to fight against the cursed and tyrannical ****.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie frowned slightly. They might be able to defeat Fu Heisher before, but Fu Heisher who can use He Zecheng's magic power...

Maybe you can't beat it.

Gojo Satoru, failed in the first round of persuasion.

Gojo Satoru felt aggrieved, and angrily lowered his head to look at He Zecheng in his arms. He Zecheng looked at him timidly with eyes like a deer.

Gojo Gojo's anger disappeared all at once, he stretched out his hand and scraped He Zecheng's nose helplessly, and sighed:

"It's really attractive, Cheng."

And everyone who recruits is very difficult to deal with.

According to Master Tianyuan, he is a curse master who has been lurking for nearly a thousand years. Many bad incidents have his shadow. It can be said that he is the shadow of the magic world.

However, it was such a guy, who shouldn't be interested in non-artists, who should be vicious and ruthless to everything, who was so obsessed with Cheng at that time by accident that he couldn't extricate himself.

Then there is him, the strongest in the magic world, Six Eyes.

When I thought Makoto didn't have the skills and talent to expand the field, and felt disdainful, because of frivolous curiosity about what it felt like to be loved, I couldn't let go after trying it.

Xia Youjie, his best friend, the only magician in the world of magic, is very vigilant about the dark color on Cheng's body.

However, he did not expect that the vigilant attention turned out to be the beginning of the fall, and he did not hesitate to attack his best friend's lover in order to gain sincerity.

Fu Heisher, Heaven and Tyrant, Magician Killer, a guy who recognizes money but does not recognize people, just because he stayed in the realm of the cursed Cheng and spent a period of time with the dehumanized Cheng in it, he died. Chasing after Cheng refused to leave.

"What should I do?" He Zecheng snuggled into his arms and looked up at him in bewilderment.

He Zecheng is 1.7 meters tall, which is actually considered tall among the men around him.

However, the few present here are ridiculously tall, either exceeding 1.9 meters or close to 1.9 meters.

He Zecheng was surrounded by four people, like a little lamb strayed into a pack of wolves.

He Zecheng stood timidly among the four of them, and the huge height gap forced him to look up at them.

After he asked what to do just now, the four men looked at each other, and then whispered behind his back for a while, and it became like this.

"Cheng, how about this, let's both kiss you, tell me who you have more feelings for." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, grabbed his shoulder, looked at him seriously with blue eyes.

"???" He Zecheng was stunned.

Brother Wu? !What an absurd idea!

What a bad idea!

He Zecheng was a bit devastated, maybe he shouldn't have asked Wujo Wu for help just now, Wujo Wu's brain circuit was doomed for him not to be able to come up with any normal ideas.

Gojo Satoru looked at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a sly smile, holding his face in his arms and about to kiss him.

Yet he was stopped.

In front of He Zecheng, the only one who can confidently compete with him is He Zecheng's first love.

It was Yan Suo who stopped him.

Gojo Satoru looked at him coldly, while Ryosuke smiled hypocritically and gently, but his eyes gleamed with biting sinisterness.

"Little ghost, come to me." Yan Suo pulled He Zecheng into his arms, but didn't kiss him immediately, but just looked at him quietly.

He Zecheng also looked up at Yansuo, at the original appearance of Yansuo.

Cold white skin, upturned eye corners, star-cold eyes, light-colored thin lips—it was him.

He Zecheng reached out and touched the dangling braids on both sides of his cheeks, looking at his long hair that slid down his back like a waterfall, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect to see you like this." He Zecheng said softly.

Yansuo put his arms around his waist, watched his eyes slightly closed, making it impossible to see his emotions, and said in a complicated tone:

"Like it?"

This body has no offensive spells except his body-changing spell, and it is a real waste.

He Zecheng didn't know, a throbbing emotion was flowing in his heart, he showed a smile:

"like."

"Then don't change it." Yan Suo kissed his forehead, and then said softly, "Little devil, I'm going to start."

He Zecheng closed his eyes when he heard this, and raised his head, as if actively cooperating with him.

Yan Suo curled up his lips, then put his arms around his waist, and kissed him.

He Zecheng's waist was softened by the kiss, panting, his waist kept bending back.

There was always a hint of playful affection in Yan Suo's eyes, and his lips and tongue were intertwined boldly and lustfully.

It made the three men on the side sour.

"It's my turn!" Wujo Satoru said angrily as he pulled He Zecheng over.

Yan Suo gave him a cold look with dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything, just stood there silently.

There was still emotion in He Zecheng's eyes, his lips were slightly swollen, and he just looked at Gojo Satoru so innocently.

Brother Wu is still the same, He Zecheng sighed in his heart.

In addition to the change in temperament, she lost her childishness and became mature.

Messy white hair, delicate fair face, round cat eyes, thick snow-white eyelashes, short nose like a baby, and pink lips that are now flattened because of grievance.

Really like a child.

Gojo Satoru looked at He Zecheng's swollen red lips unwillingly for a while, and muttered:

"……never mind."

Anyway, sincerity was originally snatched from "Koizumi Junko".

But he was still full of annoyance when he kissed it.

He is so domineering and unreasonable, he just doesn't want Cheng to carry other people's shadows on him, whether it's taken for granted or shouldn't be, he doesn't want to see it.

While Gojo Satoru held his face and kissed him, he touched the back of He Zecheng's neck with one hand, kneading it lightly and then hard.

He Zecheng suddenly let out a cry of collapse, but because he was pinched by the back of his neck and couldn't escape, he had to bear Gojo Wujo's angry kiss.

Xia Youjie couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled the two of them apart.

"Wu, it's my turn." Xia Youjie said softly, blocking Wutiao Wu's words that were about to complain about his anger.

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