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166-170: Extra 6 • Addiction (8-12)

166-170: Extra 6 • Addiction (8-12)

☆ 166. Extra 6·Addiction (8)

Extra 6·Addiction (8)

The rain is getting heavier, and the golden ginkgo leaves are rustling on the neatly maintained green lawn. The sound of pattering rain is accompanied by a refreshing chill from the unclosed windows. Come in.

Autumn is the dry season in Barcelona. In fact, as the pearl of the Iberian Peninsula, Barcelona has a typical Mediterranean climate, with hot and dry summers and warm and rainy winters. In spring, you rarely experience the changes of the four seasons as clearly as in Asia.

But tonight, in the first rain of this autumn, she felt the arrival of autumn very clearly. The exposed skin was chilled by the wind, and the bare soles of her feet were cold on the cold marble floor, but the skin touched by her fingertips was real and warm. This perfect and alluring strong body came from the inside. There is a heart-pounding heat everywhere.

Gojo Satoru still maintained an intriguing silence, as if Kasuga Haruka had not made a tactful invitation or made an ambiguous flirtation, but was forcing him to make a major decision related to the safety of the world.

Kasuga Haruka originally wanted to secretly roll her eyes, but she was worried about being noticed by him, so she resisted and replaced it with a more roundabout urging.

"I'm a little cold." She leaned against his back, her voice as soft as a wisp of white clouds on a sunny day. The right hand that was originally groping around the waist and abdomen suddenly changed direction, went down, and unfastened the metal buckle on the belt with a "click". "Can you... help me warm up?"

For a moment, Gojo Satoru even had the illusion that he was still in a dream, like a traveler who has been trekking in the ice field for too long, and suddenly a Manchu banquet surrounded by a bonfire appeared in front of him. , always suspect whether hallucinations occur due to excessive hunger.

Those sweet dreams that made you blush when you woke up when you were young, the love in adulthood that didn't change and was used as food and drinks... No, such a scene is unlikely to appear even in his dreams. Gojo Satoru even used his six eyes to confirm carefully. The slightly cold air, the soft voice, and the fingers that had no clue but still set off hot fireworks on his lower abdomen were all real. This was an event that he could not refuse. He was waiting for it. It took me ten years to enjoy the feast.

And the man who was destined to be eaten was still naively inviting this extremely hungry beast to come and have a meal.

"You have to eat something first." Gojo Satoru grabbed her rebellious hand, his deep voice carrying a hint of warning.

"No need." Kasuga Haruka sneered at the suggestion. Although she is not the type who is known for her physical strength, Kasuga Haruka once marched in the desert for two days and two nights with a few compressed biscuits and a small bottle of water. She is by no means a weak girl with a delicate body and a soft body that is easily pushed down.

Who is this person looking down upon when he says this?

Her hand that was still free to move simply moved down neatly. After the other party made an uncontrollable, low-pitched and short gasp, she stood on tiptoes and breathed blue into his ear.