Perfect Lover Interpretation Plan

119-120

Chapter 119

"Choose me or Gojo Satoru, Nana-chan, tell me."

The white-haired young man was still approaching tentatively, almost forcing Wakaba Nana into the corner of the sofa, with no place to hide.

As long as she raised her eyes slightly, she could meet those sky-blue pupils at close range, as if her soul would be sucked in, dazzling people unable to look away.

Wakaba Nana's face was now full of black lines, and she really wanted to grab the other's collar and ask loudly what was wrong with her brain that made her choose between one person, is it fun?

But since Gojo Satoru wanted to play so much, Wakaba Nana snorted in her heart and chose to accompany him to the end.

"Why do you have to choose one between the two?"

Wakaba Nana smiled with a fake smile, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and uttered words that could almost be called shocking: "Can't I have them all?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Gojo Satoru, who was still asking, was really shocked.

The smile froze on his face immediately. Gojo Satoru was speechless for a long time and didn't say anything: "... Nana-chan, are you so greedy?"

"Only children do multiple-choice questions. Adults choose to take all." Wakaba Nana raised her eyebrows to suppress her smile, "Isn't this common sense?"

"…………" So Gojo Satoru's expression was completely tangled. He really couldn't expect that there was such an idea!

But think about it carefully... It seems that there is really no problem?

But Gojo Satoru still didn't get the answer he wanted to ask. He immediately shook his head, shaking his light hair softly:

"No, no! You can't choose two. If you are too greedy, I will be jealous. You can only choose one person."

"Like this?" Wakaba Nana pretended to be thinking hard and tangled for a while, and sent a look to the expectant Gojo Satoru, "Then choose you."

"Me?"

The young man was stunned at first, and then he restrained his smile a little. Under the slightly drooping silver-white eyelashes, the dark color that flashed in his eyes was blocked.

"Really? You will choose me..." The voice suddenly dropped, whispering softly.

The palms hanging by his side clenched tighter and tighter, and a vague hostility seemed to linger around him.

"It seems that in your heart, this kind of personality is more..."

But before he could finish his words, Wakaba Nana suddenly hooked his chin with one hand, lifted it up, and met his slightly surprised eyes, admiring it back and forth as if admiring some kind of handicraft.

"He's so handsome, it's nice to take him home as a decoration. Besides, he's also very pleasing to the eye when he helps me clean the house and serves me tea and water. I won't lose out no matter how I look at him."