After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

"Hi, are you on a date, Haruno?"

Gojo Satoru, who was still wearing a high school uniform, raised his hand to greet him very familiarly, with a bright smile, and the round sunglasses reflected the dazzling light in the sun.

"Five, Gojo Satoru?" The senior shuddered all over, and immediately grabbed Haruhi Saotome's sleeve, kept looking over there, and wrote this sentence all over her face - why is he here?

Haruto glanced at a certain person over there who didn't feel the awkward atmosphere, and was also baffled by the appearance of the other person here, but her instinct told herself that it was not a good thing.

Is it to ask him why he didn't reply to the message?

Qingli withdrew her gaze and deliberately turned her back, "Ignore him, let's go back to school."

Hearing his words, Gojo Gojo immediately stepped forward and pressed Qingli's shoulder, accusing him.

"Hey, you don't say hello when you see me? You're so indifferent, Qingli, I even came all the way to find you."

""

It really wasn't a good thing.

Haruto frowned slightly, brushed the opponent's hand off her shoulder without a trace, and then smiled at her senior with an apologetic expression.

"You go back first, I may have to stay a little longer to deal with private matters."

Senior sister cautiously glanced at Gojo Satoru who was suddenly unhappy for some reason, covered her mouth and lowered her voice, and said worriedly, "Do you really need me to stay and help you?"

No matter how you look at it, the comer is not good.

In addition, her relationship with the two of them was still at the time of the last exchange meeting, and she was very afraid that Gojo Satoru would do something bad to the elementary school boy.

"Need not."

Qingli's expression was calm, and she still looked like nothing to do with her, as if the other party was not looking for her and had nothing to do with him.

The senior sister was still a little worried, but she believed that the elementary school boy had a sense of proportion, so she gave up after a few more instructions, and kept turning her head when she left, as if she was very afraid that they would fight if she turned around.

Gojo Satoru watched the whole scene, his complexion became even more foul for a while, and his tone became a little sour.

"You two have a good relationship, I saw you were very intimate just now, girlfriend?"

Qingli corrected, "It's the senior sister, that is the senior sister who is helping me pinch my bangs."

As he spoke, he turned around and showed him the hairpin on the other side of the temple.

Seeing the pale pink clip, Gojo Wu Nunu said, "Oh, senior sister, senior sister can also be a girlfriend."

Qingli's face collapsed suddenly, and her eyes were filled with displeasure.

"I said no, we have a good relationship because I was the only one in the first grade, so the seniors took good care of me, and I happened to be on a mission with my senior today—"

His speech speed was unexpectedly a little faster, but he stopped abruptly at the end, and realized that he seemed to be eager to get rid of the relationship, and he seemed to be very guilty.

Qingli pursed her lips, and said "whatever you want." Then she turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by the person behind her, with such strength that she couldn't break free at all.

After being indiscriminately solicited by the other party, Qingli was already angry, and now she couldn't even leave, and she became even more dissatisfied.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru's reaction was even more unbelievable than him.

"Are you actually angry? You smiled at her but flung your face at me? If it's not true, why are you angry? Because of this, you don't reply to my messages or answer my calls. Shouldn't it be me who should be angry? ?"

""

"Look, I'm speechless, I'm sure."

Gojo Satoru's eyes were firmly locked on the person opposite, and a little anger appeared in the blue eyes for no reason.

Qingli couldn't help feeling more and more complicated, but she still opened her mouth coldly.

"open."

"Don't let go, unless you give me a satisfactory answer, don't even think about leaving."

"you"

Facing such a scorching gaze, Qingli felt dizzy for a while, almost couldn't stand up, the deliberately cold face on her face collapsed, and the rising anger was also vented completely.

Because their quarrel was loud enough to attract the attention of passers-by, they would look at the two from time to time, which made him lose his temper even more. He just turned his head dejectedly, letting his hair cover his face.

Qingli's voice was muffled, and there was an extremely suppressed trembling when listening carefully.

"Even if I have a girlfriend, it has nothing to do with you. Besides, why should I reply to your messages all the time? I also have my own private life. You control too much."

"Aren't we friends?"

Hearing the anger in that voice, he said angrily, "I never promised to be friends with you."

Then the eviction order was issued, "If you came to me just to talk about this, then you can go, and I have to go back to school-uh!"

Before the words were finished, the force on the wrist was squeezed a little bit, the pain was so painful that Qingli couldn't hold back her breath, and finally looked over.

"Let go, your hand will break."

Even so, the other party had no intention of letting go except for exerting some strength, and still had a tough attitude. In contrast, the grievance revealed in his words.

"Are you guys playing with my feelings? It's too much!"

Gojo Satoru had a disappointed expression on his face, as if standing in front of him was some super heartless scumbag, Haruto was stunned by the accusation, and it took him a while to digest the meaning of his words.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about! Who played with your feelings?"

The sight around her suddenly became weird, and Qingli was embarrassed and shy by him, she immediately withdrew her hand and didn't want to continue to entangle with him, but when she found it was futile, she lowered her voice and said, "People here There are too many, let's talk in another place."

"No, it's right here. You speak clearly. It's obvious that you deliberately attracted my attention first. Are you going to abandon me now?"

"Who taught you such an idiom."

Qingli felt a headache even more, and couldn't stand his pitiful look, so she sighed heavily after a moment of silence.

He looked at Gojo Satoru calmly, with a trace of obscurity in his eyes.

"You don't have to do this, I just tell you the truth, since you want to know so much."

The two avoided the crowded commercial street and went to a remote corner. This is an alley between two buildings. Few people would pay attention to this side, and they would not know that there were two high school students. Standing here, the atmosphere is weird.

"Can you tell me now? Your so-called answer that satisfies me."

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly, and stared at the young man who was shrouded in shadows, his pair of blue eyes that seemed to see through everything revealed an inorganic scrutiny in the darkness.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Haruto subconsciously wanted to avoid, but thinking of what he said and the decision he made, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and turned back.

"Five articles, don't you, Wu."

Qingli's expression was extremely serious.

"Do you know why I ignore you these days?"

"why?"

"Because I'm not ready to face you."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and frowned unhappily.

"What preparation? Did you dare to face me because you did something sorry for me?"

Qingli paused, and suddenly said meaningfully, "Do you want to know?"

"Of course, so don't be a fool! Don't even think about lying to me again!"

"Okay, you come closer."

Seeing that he answered quickly, Gojo Gojo gave him a suspicious look, always feeling cheated, but he still took a step forward honestly, as if he was listening attentively.

"Hmph, you said—"

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end, the front of his chest was caught off guard and pulled down forcefully, Gojo Satoru staggered for a moment, before he could react, something soft covered him, and the boy's magnified face appeared In front of your eyes, close to your own lips.

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened suddenly, full of surprise and disbelief, before he could slowly experience this strange feeling, his lips would leave as soon as they were touched, without any nostalgia.

"Sure enough, kissing with glasses is in the way."

Qingli muttered something and let go of the hand holding the other party's skirt, but her eyes were always observing the changes in his expression. Although it was a whim, she also made a lot of psychological preparations, insisting that if she was destined to be rejected, at least she was not considered deficit.

Anyway, the answer is given, no matter how he understands it, the big deal is that he will never communicate with each other in the future.

Besides, the two of them had no reason to know each other.

At least it shouldn't be so familiar.

"cunning."

"Ok?"

The person in front of him seemed to be saying something, but Haruhito didn't hear clearly, and when he was debating whether to ask more questions, a hand was suddenly placed on the side of his waist, Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses to his forehead, bowed his head and kissed it again.

Different from the superficial touch of the previous time, this time it is obviously more formal and serious.

The wet and slippery tongue licked his lips jerky, and then penetrated into the cracks of his lips to easily pry open his teeth, bit by bit hooking the tip of his tongue to suck the kiss, as if he was afraid that someone would avoid him, the other party raised his hand domineeringly to hold his Neck, kneading the shape of the face, just to make myself open my mouth more.

This time, Chang Qingli was shocked, and even his brain was so dizzy that he didn't understand what happened at all, but he didn't understand why the offense and defense were reversed when he kissed the other party forcibly.

Gradually, the disadvantages of the first deep kiss also emerged. Even though my lung capacity is not bad, I still can't stand such a hot kiss.On the other hand, Gojo Satoru, his eyes were slightly drunk from the kiss, his cheeks were flushed, his half-closed blue eyes were full of moist luster, and he had an expression of forbearance and hard work.

It wasn't until Qingli patted his arm unbearably that Gojo Satoru finally ended the long kiss, as if reluctant to leave, the two looked at each other panting, and then slowly lowered their heads.

"Too cunning."

After a moment of wordless silence, Wujo Wujo made a low voice as if complaining, which was very clear in the silent alleyway.

"That's too cunning, Haruhi."

He said it again, hugged the person opposite him, and put his head on the other person's neck.

"Want to use this to get away with it? I won't be satisfied if I don't make it clear."

Qingli opened her somewhat numb lips, her voice was helpless.

"Five Lords"

"It's Wu, didn't you shout very well just now?"

Gojo Satoru let go of the person in his arms, straightened up, and analyzed the cause of the matter independently, "So the reason why Haruna didn't want to be friends with me is because she wanted to be a lover with me? Yes, I can already feel your liking!"

He pinched his chin, his face was full of joy and complacency, completely different from his previous appearance.

"Haruto likes me so much, but she was ashamed to say it, so she kept avoiding me! It must be like this! But it doesn't matter, after all, I am the understanding Wu Jun. For the sake of your liking me so much, I forgive you. You!"

After all, Gojo Satoru smiled brighter and looked straight at the other party.

"How about it, are you so happy that you are about to cry?"

"Yes, as you said, I have been troubled by this matter for the past few days. I don't know how to face you, so I took the method of avoiding you."

Qingli was really convinced after listening to his random analysis, but she didn't expect that this person guessed most of them correctly. Now that things have come to that point, it would be too coy not to talk about it.

In addition, Wujo Satoru also responded with practical actions, which means that his feelings are not completely hopeless.

So Haruna mustered up her courage, smiled and held Gojo Satoru's hand, and asked a question solemnly and sincerely.

"So, Wu, would you like to associate with me?"