Miwa Chisei never thought that a guy like Satoru Gojo would be so enthusiastic one day.
Like an insatiable glutton, holding on to Miwa Chisei is unwilling to let go.
The two sat on Tatami. Satoru Gojo gently hugged Miwa Chisei from behind. He gently placed his chin on her shoulder, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Miwa Chisei's earlobes were always glowing with pink color. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
The two were silent for a long time before Miwa Chisei said.
"We... are considered a couple, right?"
The teasing laughter came from my ears, with a warm breath.
"Yes, but I am ready to be promoted to husband at any time--"
Miwa Chisei feels a little warm in his heart because of such words. After all, Satoru Gojo's nonsense is not in this scope.
"What Jie said is right, he sent half of the organization leaders over for marriage."
"It's a beauty trap. There's no point regretting it now."
Miwa Chisei grabbed the big hand on his waist, and now he was in a completely different state of mind when he touched it, as if he could no longer feel so comfortable.
Satoru Gojo opened his pair of pale blue pupils, looked at Miwa Chisei's beautiful side face, and couldn't help but say.
"Qianxing, it's great that you can be so desperate."
"It feels amazing to hear serious words from you."
"Yes - I often praise you, Qianxing is powerful and beautiful, and..."
Miwa Chisei immediately turned around and covered the person's mouth.
"Stop talking."
And Satoru Gojo succeeded in kissing the girl's soft palm and said deliberately.
"I'm not telling you."
"Huh?"
Miwa Chisei was a little confused and saw Satoru Gojo pointing at the door with a meaningful smile.
At this time, outside the door of Satoru Gojo's room, there were two figures who happily pressed their ears against the door, chattering quietly.
"What's the matter with being so quiet? Isn't Satoru good at it?"
Shoko Ieiri frowned and was very dissatisfied, while Suguru Geto suddenly stood up and frowned.
"No Shoko, run quickly."
"Ah?"
Just as Shoko Ieiri raised his body, the door was suddenly opened, and a big hand grabbed Shoko Ieiri's back collar.
The man's pale blue eyes looked very happy, and the smile that couldn't be concealed at the corner of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood.
"Who do you think can't do it?"
Suguru Geto raised his hand to say hello. He looked at Miwa Chisei behind Satoru Gojo with a cold expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.
"I'm passing by, do you want to have supper together?"
"Jie, your lying skills are getting worse and worse."
"Satoru, what are you talking about? Why can't you understand?"
Satoru Gojo still let go of his hand, Shoko Ieiri immediately took a step back and lazily touched his hair.
"Really, why did Jay force me to do eavesdropping?"
The corner of Suguru Geto's mouth twitched, and he looked at Shoko Ieiri.
"Shoko You have changed. You were not such a scumbag before."
"What is the dog barking? I don't understand."
In fact, after Miwa Chisei and Shoko Ieiri talked about the "gift", Shoko Ieiri felt that the late night had become extremely long, scratching his head and head.
So Shoko Ieiri called Suguru Geto to witness this historical scene.
The ambiguous sounds in the room gradually became quieter at first. Shoko Ieiri really thought that Satoru Gojo couldn't do it.
However, she seemed to have misunderstood that these two guys were surprisingly pure.
Miwa Chisei looked at the expressions of the two of them casually, then took out her phone and checked the time. Metaphysics's skills were revealed, and her tone was cool.
"You've been standing outside the door for an hour, aren't you tired? Why don't you come in and sit for a while?"
I'm afraid that within a few minutes after Miwa Chisei entered the room, the two of them were lying at the door listening to the corner.
Shoko Ieiri and Suguru Geto immediately shook their heads in unison.
"It's okay, it's okay, you continue, let's go to sleep first."
Seeing the two people preparing to retreat, Miwa Chisei thought of something, and she patted Satoru Gojo on the shoulder.
"It's getting late, so I'll go back."
Satoru Gojo's eyes turned to the two people who were preparing to escape not far away. The two people's bodies trembled, and they secretly said something bad.
Is this the pressure of the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer?
"It's the first day we became a couple, why don't you commemorate it?"
"How to commemorate."
"For example, let's sleep together..."
Suguru Geto and Shoko Ieiri turned around with shock on their faces. They didn't expect you to be like this Satoru Gojo.
Seeing the red glow on Miwa Chisei's fair face, which seemed to be mixed with some kind of anger, Satoru Gojo completed the last half of the sentence.
"I will never do anything to Qianxing, I just want to hold you."
Who would believe the lies told by a 28-year-old healthy adult male, not Miwa Chisei anyway.
"Satoru Gojo, is it acceptable to break up now?"
"Why are you saying such terrible things?"
The man's tone was a bit coquettish, and then he reluctantly kissed Miwa Chisei on the cheek.
Feeling the tenderness and cherishment of this kiss, Miwa Chisei also put away his anger.
"Sorry, I said it too harshly."
"Yes, yes, then think about it?"
"I don't want it."
Satoru Gojo suddenly showed a look of pity, and then he turned his attention to the two people lingering in the corridor again.
"My leg is broken and I walk so slowly. Do you need me to reshape the bone?"
Feeling the anger of those who are dissatisfied with their desires, Satoru Gojo's few tenderness was indeed left only to Miwa Chisei.
"Qianxing, are you leaving together?"
So Shoko Ieiri deliberately greeted Miwa Chisei and gave Satoru Gojo a winning smile.
Feeling the game between the two people's eyes, Miwa Chisei felt very calm inside, but there was a hint of sweetness.
So she stood on tiptoes, hooked the man's neck and pulled it down a little, pressing a shallow kiss on his lips.
"Good night, Satoru."
As Miwa Chisei left, Satoru Gojo subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth.
The pink color on his cheeks betrayed his mood.
What, this woman--
Super bold.