Gojo has become My cat

71

Chapter 71

    The windows of the dessert shop are bright and clean.

    The outside is full of camphor trees, the branches and leaves are green and dripping, and the green leaves are flowing with crystal clear sunlight. They rise up in the wind, turning up a wave of white waves, which dazzles people's eyes.

    When the wind blows, Gojo Satoru sticks to the silver fork, picks up the bright red cherry on top of the cake, puts it into his mouth, and bites lightly.

    The cherry-colored juice soaked his lower lip, and every wrinkle on the thin lip lines was dyed full of red, making Wujo Satoru's already slightly moist lips even more lustrous.

    The wet red tongue, which is slightly darker than the cherry, is slightly exposed with the biting gesture, like a quietly dispatched little snake revealing its snake core, dangerous and beautiful. This movement was fleeting, and Gojo Satoru propped his face with one hand, with a relaxed expression.

    Seeing Qing Shuimian looking at him, his ice blue eyes as clear as water, just blinked slowly.

    It seems that he didn't realize that he was becoming a deadly temptation.

    He propped his face with one hand, put his bony fingers against his face, touched his handsome cheek with his fingers, and then said with a smile: "After these years, I have discovered a fact." "What?" Qing Shuimian couldn't help

    asking .

    Compared with Xia Youjie's big change in temperament, Wujo Wu after ten years seems to have changed, but also seems to have not changed. This sense of uncontrollability made Qing Shuimian feel uncertain, and unconsciously followed his rhythm.

    "From the very beginning, every temptation to sleep with you has a purpose." Gojo Satoru said calmly.

    Qing ShuiMian blinked, nodded cheerfully and admitted: "Yes."

    After speaking, he subconsciously licked his lips, feeling his throat was a little dry, and raised the glass next to his hand to drink water.     Facing this answer, Gojo Satoru didn't feel cold at all, and raised his eyebrows lightly

    : "Wow, that means I used to like you more."

The clear mineral water in the glass, red eyes resting on it, like two clusters of red flowers drifting.

    "I don't know," he said honestly at last.

    Ten years later, no matter how crazy she is, she has never been crazy. So Gojo Satoru changed the position of the hand supporting his face, instead of supporting his chin, he nodded in agreement.

    "That's right, I didn't know that at the time." He admitted almost plainly.

    "..."

    Qingshuimian suddenly raised her head and looked at him. Gojo Satoru had already pulled down the blindfold to cover his icy blue eyes, unwilling to look at him again.

    Then, he raised a finger: "The last question. Those who answer correctly will be rewarded!"

    Knowing something wrong, Qingshuimian took the lead in making a pause gesture, struggling desperately: "Can I not answer?"