I lost my memory after making a lifetime promise with 5t5

Nu Lianglu handed over a glass of water, patted a certain dk whose head was tilted on her shoulder, frowned and confessed: "So to be on the safe side, try not to eat outside things as much as possible."

If those old oranges who wanted to deal with Wujou took such a move, wouldn't Wujou be directly tricked.

Gojo Satoru, who finally understood what happened just now, coughed, trying to negotiate a sentence out of his throat: "Then...the Daifuku of Kikusuian?"

He doesn't want the big blessing in his mouth to be the last big blessing!

Gojo Satoru's eyes burst out with some real tears because of the severe cough, and he fell weakly and bonelessly into Nura Luyi's arms, clinging to Nura Luichi's shoulders, and made a coquettish ending sound of a big cat.

Nuliang Luyi was a little stunned.At first, she was still wondering if using Gojo Satoru's favorite things as a demonstration would make Gojo Satoru resist Daifuku, but it turned out that this guy was completely obsessed with eating but not fighting.

In normal times, Nulianglu retreated hastily under Meiyan's critical attack early in the morning, but this matter is related to Gojo Wu's life.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Nu Lianglu put on a straight face, and categorically rejected Gojo Wu's asking price: "No way!"

"Until you get conclusive evidence and catch those people who have bad intentions against you, you are not allowed to eat other things that cannot be guaranteed outside, except for the food given to you by Gaozhuan and Wutiao's family."

Hearing the sentence, Gojo Satoru immediately collapsed like the one who had just taken a bath.

He had already been banned from feeding sweets one by one for a month.

Gojo Gojo, who had lost his snacks, slumped back to Gaozhuan's own room, limp on the bed like a robot whose battery had been dug out.

He took off his sunglasses, carefully inspected his territory with six eyes, and after confirming that there was no one else, he jumped up from the bed like a carp.

Under the bed, in the drawer, in the refrigerator, in the pocket, in the vase, in the hidden compartment of the wall...

After rummaging through the box, Gojo Satoru hugged a box full of desserts and wanted to cry.

If I had known earlier, I would have stocked up on more sweets, but this is not enough!

Of course there are pastry chefs in the high school funded by the Gojo family, but it is impossible for seven or eight pastry chefs to make all the desserts.

For example, Kikusuian’s edamame whipped cream, and Hokkaido’s buttered potatoes, all of the loving desserts made for him are all unrepeatable desserts!

Thinking of being forced to bid farewell to his favorite sweets, Gojo Satoru felt extremely sad, feeling like his little heart was about to shatter.

How to relieve worries, only small desserts.

The next day, Xia Youjie got seven or eight curses from the civilian conjurers under him.

He couldn't accept the mission because he was "in a bad mood", but it was no problem to accept the tribute from his subordinates.

After twisting the mantra spirit into a mantra spirit ball, Xia Youjie took out the small pill given by Dr. A Li, swallowed it in one gulp, and skillfully prepared a bottle of mineral water.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Half a minute later, Xia Youjie didn't feel any spicy taste.

Could it be that after his unremitting efforts, he finally formed an antibody to spicy food?

Xia Youjie raised his long eyebrows suspiciously, looked left and right, and after making sure that he had taken the wrong medicine bottle, he tried to taste the magic ball.

In an instant, Xia Youjie made three steps into one step, and vomited directly in the toilet.

It was already dusk when Nura Riku came to Tokyo Jugao after finishing his class at Tokyo University.

The news in the girl group was already "99+", and Nuliang Lu, who was sitting in the obscurity car, took the time to look at the news in doubt.

There were no major events inside.

The first thing that happened was that Xia Youjie went to Wujo Wu for a one-on-one match out of nowhere. He fought vigorously and forgot to open the account. The people of Tokyo almost thought that there was a terrorist attack, and they were rubbed by Noctua Righteous Way.

The second thing is Gojo Satoru's abnormal behavior.

""Shocked, Someone Eats a Big Bowl of White Rice""

"According to Mingming's latest special report, someone also ate three pots of vegetables."

"That's not right, isn't sugar flowing in someone's veins? Is this being pierced by a soul? Or is it finally downright stupid?"

"Maybe it's the effect of Xia Youjie's new spell?"

"Don't think too much, I think he is just hungry."

When the group of friends burst out laughing wildly, only Nuliang Luyi worried about Wujo Wu with all his heart.

In the past, when Wujo Gojo was on a business trip, he would always bring back desserts as souvenirs. Now that he is not allowed to eat, is it really hard for him?

Otherwise, why would he eat so much rice and vegetables?

Will he lose weight?

Thinking of Gojo Satoru, who was as thin as a paper man and could be blown away by the wind, Nuliang Luyi quickly shook his head, trying to get that weird image out of his mind.

Gojo Satoru happily crossed his legs and swayed on his toes, happily eating the marshmallows he hoarded earlier.

After taking a Xia Youjie tablet, everything tasted like top-quality desserts, and even the taste of ordinary cotton candy had risen by more than one notch.

He is so witty!

At this time, his doorbell rang.

"Wu, are you there?" As soon as Nu Lianglu finished speaking, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground inside, as well as some noisy and small sounds.

Within five seconds, the door in front of him was opened.

Gojo Satoru rushed out like the wind, meowing happily like a cat just waiting for its master to come home:

"Yiyi, you're done with class!"

"Yiyi, you finally remember to come and see me a lot."

"You must know that my age is the most precious time period. When you get older, it will be very difficult for you to see such a handsome 16-year-old dk Gojo Satoru."

Nuliang Luyi saw that Wujo Wu's room was a little messy, and wondered if Wujo Wu was hiding something from her.

However, based on his trust in Gojo Satoru and some gags by Gojo Satoru, Nu Lianglu selectively ignored the scene that seemed to have been looted.

"Enlightenment!" Nu Lianglu poked the tall young man in front of him, his voice was as sweet as spring water, and his cheeks were reddish like cherry blossoms, and his eyes were pure and bright like stars. , looking forward to him brilliantly.

Even though the air conditioner was on, Gojo Satoru felt that he didn't know whether it was his hands warming up or her skin cooling down. He couldn't help holding her arm tightly, and the bright eyes of the sky darkened a little in an instant.

"Dangdangdang!" Nuliang Luyi didn't notice the difference between Gojo Wu, but smiled and held up the paper bag hidden behind him, "It's a gift for you!"

Walking to the sofa, Nuliang Luyi put the contents of the paper bag on the coffee table, and then brought a edamame whipped cream Daifuku to Gojo Wu's mouth: "After I tasted some of your favorite desserts, according to the recipe The ingredient list, I tried to make it, so it is absolutely safe. I tried my best to restore the taste, you try this? If it doesn’t taste good, I will change it.”

Gojo Satoru glanced at the desserts, except that the packaging could almost be mistaken for the real ones, and then he focused all his attention on Nura Rikuichi: "Didn't you say that I won't make it for a month, you are lying."

Nu Lianglu froze for a moment, then blinked, with his brows fluttering, he smiled slyly yet softly: "It's a little secret between the two of us not to be known to others."

Gojo Satoru is different, he will always have the privilege given by Nura Rikuichi.

She naturally does not want Wutiaowu to suffer even a little bit. Wutiaowu should always be high-spirited, rebellious, and happy.

Gojo Satoru put his face on his face, and didn't immediately go to eat the great blessing that he had been thinking about for a long time.

After growing up, the time he spends alone with Nuliang Luyi is always decreasing, and the gentleness of Nuliang Luyi will always be distributed to others, the Nuliang group, the high-level people, one two, three, four...

But in this silent night, Nuliang Luyi, who looked up at him, returned to his childhood.

No mess, no other people.

The two sat on the branches of cherry blossoms, and only had each other in their eyes.

The love in her eyes was not concealed at all, straightforward and passionate, flowing slowly like the sweetest honey.

Nulianglu originally intended to satisfy Gojo Wujo, who was supposed to be greedy, but he didn't expect that he would bite her lip to satisfy his greed.

Although Gojo Satoru is also in love for the first time, his theoretical experience is still richer than that of rookie Nura Rikuichi.

After fully implementing the positive guiding role of scientific theory in practice, Gojo Satoru still felt that it was not enough.

Probably because of taking the Xia Youjie pills, he just felt that they were very sweet everywhere, fragrant and soft, even the Daifuku of Kikusuian, or even the Daifuku of edamame whipped cream.

The blood was rushing restlessly, making him press the opponent's shoulder, and couldn't help biting Nuliang Lu Yiying's white neck with indulgence.

But the tentative bite was quickly stopped by Nuliang Luyi.

Because the bodies were too close, Nuliang Luyi had already discovered that something was wrong with Gojo Satoru.

Nuliang Luyi, who escaped with "Flower in the Mirror and Moon in Water" in a hurry, tried not to let his momentum fall into the wrong place: "Enlightenment! You are too young!"

He's obviously still underage...

Gojo Satoru, who wanted to be dissatisfied, hurriedly tried to correct Nura Rikuichi's point of view:

"Yiyi, you nonsense!

Everyone calls us Diamond DK!

Now is clearly the best age! "

Nu Lianglu was stunned for a moment, gasping for breath, trying to adjust his breathing, while blushing and learning the law: "What diamonds? According to the civil law, you can't get married yet."

Gojo Satoru was so angry that he scratched his hair, wrapped his sweetheart in his arms with a puffy face, buried his face in Nuliang Luyi's long hair, and secretly used his hands to ruarua his wife who had some fried hair and was kissed so soft , to seek a sliver of welfare.

"I will teach you more in the future."

He has the strongest spells, why choose him!

He wants dessert, but also meat!

Autumn festivals in Tokyo are held grandly in various places.

Accompanied by the never-night lights and lively sacrificial activities, people are mixed together, and the malice born by people is also spreading.

"Wu, Song Ji and Mingming are going to deal with the curse spirit near the Autumn Festival, and lost contact, you go and deal with it." This is the most common task of a first-level spell spirit, and Song Ji and Mingming probably He hadn't found any trace of the curse spirit, and was tracking it, so Ye Mo Zhengdao contacted Wujo Wu, who had been absent from work for a long time, without any doubt.

Even Mingming, who is good at tracking, can't help it, and it may not be possible to let a first-level conjurer from other families go. In this case, only the "six-eyed" Gojo Satoru can go.

Gojo Satoru contacted the Gotiao family, and after confirming that the task was all right, he sent a message in the manga group, and went to the scene of the Autumn Festival.

Accompanied by the melodious and festive music, a dazzling array of floats traveled, and people watching the traditional acrobatics gave bursts of applause from time to time.

"There is no pomp that a first-level curse spirit should have..." Gojo Wu did not find any traces of a first-level curse spirit, but easily found the incomplete spell power of Mingming and Diva.

Then, according to the traces left by the two, they squeezed into the crowded subway station.

The ears are full of noises from different groups of people. The videos and music played by the mobile phone are mixed with the announcement of the subway, so Gojo Satoru can't help chewing a big fortune made by himself to replenish his brain power.

After all, this is an important place where thousands of people have told him that he might rush to the street.

Just when Gojo Satoru picked out his ears that were about to be cocooned by nagging, and was about to speed up to bring Mingming and Diva back, he received a call from Gojo's family: "There have been a lot of curses and curses in Kyoto and Shinjuku. The monster, the onmyoji can't stand it at all, the other Tokyo conjurers have already rushed over with the onmyoji, my lord, please do the same as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Gojo Satoru hung up the call, and at this moment, he saw a figure in the distance wearing a haori with the word "wei" flashing past in a hurry.

Silver-white waist-long hair, Nurazumi's haori, without any magic power, seems to be Yiyi.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his eyes and followed with interest.

The people in front also quickly stood still in front of a utility room.

Turning around, Gojo Satoru found that her body was stained with patches of blood like red cherry blossoms,

Her golden pupils flashed a trace of complexity, and then stood in front of the utility room. Her delicate skin was a little less bloody, and it was as white and flawless as her hair, and a sparkle of water was reflected in her beautiful eyes , In the hazy, every move is full of infinite style.

She is amazingly beautiful, and the narrow passage is brightened by her beauty.

Facing Gojo Gojo's suspicious sizing up and the chilling six eyes, she parted her red lips lightly, and greeted him generously: "Wu?"

Before she could say anything more, Gojo Satoru had already taken off his sunglasses, Wang Lan's pupils were wide open, and he asked preemptively, "What's wrong with you, you called me Sweetie before!"

The person in front of Wujo Wutiao almost didn't come up in one breath, trembling slightly.

Immediately, he seemed to have noticed the blood on her shoulders, and hurriedly asked worriedly: "Are you injured? The injury is not serious. You used to scratch your skin and you would cry in pain!"