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154-156: Extra 4 • You don't even want to call me Mother (26-28)

154-156: Extra 4 • You don't even want to call me Mother (26-28)

☆ 154. Extra 4·You don’t even want to call me mother (26)

Extra 4: You don’t even want to call me Mother (26)

Gojo Satoru bent down, crossed Kasuga Haruka’s legs with his forearm, and picked her up easily with one hand. In this position, both feet did not touch the ground, and at the same time, the body's center of gravity shifted backwards. Kasuga Haruka now had no strength in her body and instinctively wanted to use her hands and feet to cling to his body.

Gojo Satoru did not refuse to hook the ankles of his slim waist from both sides, but when her palms moved unsteadily and were about to rest on his shoulders, he raised an eyebrow, released the shackles of his right hand on her lower waist, and grasped He grabbed her hands and wrists and cut them behind her back.

He opened his mouth, biting the end of the hairband on her long hair with his sharp white teeth, and wrapped the soft white silk ribbon around her plain white wrist with one hand.

The corners of Kasuga Haruka's eyes twitched, and she recognized that it was the Bollinger Knot technique known as the "King of Knots", which is often used in rescue operations. She once enthusiastically showed how to tie this knot in front of Fushiguro Megumi, and emphasized that "it can be tied with one hand, so it is very convenient, and the more you struggle, the tighter it becomes, and you don't have to worry about the knot coming apart." She came over with fruit in her hand. Gojo Satoru smiled inexplicably upon hearing this, and there was a dark light flowing in his blue eyes.

Kasuga Haruka never dreamed that this knot could be used in this situation. In a sense, it can be regarded as a cocoon.

After completing these preparations, Gojo Satoru slowly freed up a hand. The slightly rough fingertips traced her cheek, and two fingers suddenly caught the slender jaw, creating a small and anxious distance between the two of them.

His expression was indifferent, but his eyes contained a strong sense of aggression, scratching every part of her body with an almost scrutinizing look. In fact, at this distance, Rokugan can capture any detail he wants.

Haruhi Haruka's skin was hot, and large drops of sweat gushed out from his forehead. It started from his temples, flowed through the corners of his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and finally rolled down his thin chin, leaving lighter water marks on the fabric of Gojo Satoru's shoulders. .

The strong stimulation that had not yet cooled down made her gasp uncontrollably. The tip of her nose was slightly red, her lips were rose red, and the corners of her eyes were a deep blush. Her soft breasts were rising and falling violently, and her delicate and slightly cold cheeks were a little more charming. . Gojo Satoru is very familiar with this kind of charm, or in other words, every time this kind of charm melts away from the ice and snow, it is created by him himself.

And when the charming images shared through the "Six Eyes" were played frame by frame in his mind, he actually had an untimely desire before the anger that his beloved girl was coveted by him from another time and space. Gojo Satoru smiled softly, The fingertips pressed on her slightly opened lips.

"If you don't speak, do you want to be in front of him?" His voice suddenly turned cold, "Or do you want me to be with him?"

Haruhi Yao stiffened.