How does Omega survive in the comic book world?

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☆ 41. Free Plan

Free to plan for

a while, the only sound between the two of them was the gentle sound of the sea breeze.

Lin Tong knelt on the soft grass, looking down at the pale skin of the conjurer in front of him, and his voice was sweet and bewitching, like the legendary siren:

"Come with me. It's meaningless for those people to care about them... Let's go somewhere else together, I promise, we will be very happy." The

man in front of him moved slightly, and Lin Tong saw him lowering his eyes, and his six azure eyes fell from the snow-white ones. She stared at him under her eyelashes, thinking that the other party had been persuaded by him, and moved forward with some excitement:

"Now, promise me. If you promise, we will - um!"

The next moment, Lin Tong suddenly widened his eyes. Eyes and words were suddenly blocked.

Gojo Satoru kissed him without any warning. Lin Tong was defenseless and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but as soon as the hand pressing on the man's chest moved, his body was tightly held by two strong arms.

The lips were kissed hard, and the conjurer's kiss was as overwhelming as his strength, and his movements were a little green and eager. Lin Tong frowned, his plump and soft lips were pushed open, and something invaded his mouth.

"...Uh...Yeah!"

He whimpered unconsciously in his throat, feeling that the base of his tongue was numb and it was difficult to breathe. His hands unconsciously pressed against the solid chest pressed by the conjurer. During the struggle, he accidentally grabbed the man's upper arm, leaving a bloody mark on the skin.

The pain of this smile seemed to make Gojo Satoru regain some sense, and finally let go of him, with a look of confusion and surprise on his face.

Lin Tong's eyes were red, and his lips were slightly open and swollen from being sucked. He looked at Gojo Satoru in shock:

"You..."

Before he could finish his words, Gojo Satoru came up again and said with a puzzled expression:

"Why? Your mouth also tastes like cherry blossom cakes?"

As he said this, he came up and took Lin Tong's lower lip, kissed it, and then said:

"Really, it's so sweet."

A gust of sea breeze blew up Gojo Satoru's fluffy Lin Tong noticed that the conjurer's forehead was red from his forehead to his cheeks, and he looked a little fascinated. Lin Tong gasped and stared at him, alarm bells blaring in his heart. Just as he was about to step back, two hands held his chin.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and said: "Kiss me again."

Lin Tong's eyes widened: "Wait - um!"

His lips were held again, Lin Tong frowned, feeling the fine pain coming from his lips. Gojo Satoru covered almost his entire face with his hands, and Lin Tong was unable to move. He could only let Gojo Satoru kiss his lips as if tasting sweet jelly beans.