don't bother me soar

Chapter 117

When Fu Heihui was woken up by the movement outside the dormitory and opened the door, Knotabagi Yuhito greeted him energetically: "Hey Fu Hei, please give me your advice in the future!"

Fu Heihui, with a face of being woken up patiently: "Why is it next to me? There are still many vacant rooms, right?"

"It's convenient for communication. I'm very optimistic about you and Yuren, and we will definitely get along well in the future. By the way," Gojo Satoru smiled, as if he didn't reveal his selfishness at all, "Where is Hikari? Why is he in the dormitory?"

Fu Heihui's expression changed instantly, and he stared at Gojo Satoru with some vigilance: "Of course Xingjian is here on the weekend, he's home."

"That's right, I go home every week, why did I forget." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and tapped his head, and said with some regret, "I plan to take you to pick up the fourth classmate of the first grade tomorrow, by the way Let’s get acquainted with the dinner first. It seems impossible now.”

He spread his hands, looking helpless.

But Fu Heihui didn't let go of his guard, he was about to ask Gojo Wu alone, when he heard Hiroto Hiroto ask at this moment: "Which room is Hoshimi?"

Gojo Satoru thought and thought and replied: "The third room from the left from Hui's."

"He likes to be quiet, Yuren should bother him when he's not there."

"Oh!" Yuzu Yujin nodded understandingly, and didn't ask why Gojo Satoru put him in the room farthest from Kori when there was an empty room between them.

Fu Heihui could see Wujo Wu's heart, he said directly: "Teacher, I have something to tell you."

At this moment Gojo Wu's phone rang, Gojo Wu took out his phone, smiled and waved to Fu Heihui: "Teacher, I don't have time right now, so I'll talk about it later. Hui, bring the knotweed stick to familiarize yourself with the environment."

After speaking, he left.

Fu Heihui took a deep breath.

Sure enough, there is a big problem!This bastard teacher!

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In order to have regular classes on Monday, Guangli will return to school on Sunday afternoon, so Guangli sleeps in the school dormitory on Sunday night.

Someone knew this, so someone sneaked into the student dormitory at around eleven o'clock in the middle of the night with enough inhumanity and thoughtfulness.

When preparing the key to open the door, Gojo Gojo swore that he was just looking at it, just to satisfy his eye addiction, and he would do other unnecessary things.

That night, Guangli was almost injured by Liangmian Su Nuo. When Gojo Wu arrived, his heartbeat almost stopped, and his whole body clamored to hide Guangli, and hide it in a place that only he knew. Anyone could hurt Guangli again. Except himself.

Fortunately, in order to save the life of Katsuhiro Hirohito, Gojo Satoru was so busy that night that he couldn't find time to find Hikari, otherwise he knew what he would do.

As soon as he met Guangli, Gojo Satoru became completely like himself, and the intense desire in his heart made him extremely want to take Guangli as his own.

Now he can barely be a good teacher, except for the weak sense of morality and conscience, and the fact that he can scare Guangli and restrain his behavior.

The key mechanism was turned slightly, the dormitory door was opened, the room was pitch black, and the curtains were drawn.

But such darkness completely affected Six Eyes.

The door closed silently behind him, and Gojo Satoru's footsteps could not be heard at all, only the sound of his breathing became heavier and heavier, just like the beating heart in his chest.

It was the first time for Gojo Satoru to do this kind of thing, and he did a lot of raids in the middle of the night to make jokes, which is called vigilance training.

But this is the first time that he completely wants to disturb the sleeping student. He just wants to take a look at it quietly, to satisfy the vigorous desire in his heart, and leave after watching it.

The tall man was as light as a cat, hiding in the darkness and approaching the target silently.

In fact, with Wujo Wu's eyesight, he could see the person sleeping peacefully on the bed at a glance after entering the door, so he should have left immediately.

However, the snow-white arms exposed outside the quilt, and the slender legs with perfect lines that kicked off the quilt because of the sweltering heat of the early summer night, all firmly hooked Gojo Wu's heart, making him give up at all. leave.

I also want to look closer.

The college is built on a mountain, and the overall temperature is lower than that at the bottom of the mountain, so there are still spring quilts in the light, but the pajamas have been replaced with loose short sleeves and shorts.

He didn't even think that someone would sneak into his dormitory while he was asleep, so he naturally dressed as comfortable as he could.

Young people are full of firepower. Even if the body temperature is usually low in Guangli, if they sleep under the quilt at night, they will resist kicking the quilt and air their legs out to cool down.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru is cheaper.

Hikari's usual training intensity is low, and his body looks thin and thin, but he still has muscles, but it's not comparable to a pervert like Knotaba Yuhito with a body fat rate of almost zero, and he still has fat on his body.

And those fats are mostly concentrated in the places where there is more flesh in the body, which is unavoidable.

The five enlightened eyes were staring at the person on the bed, and the focus of their eyes inevitably stayed on those slender and fair legs.

Hikari's calf was very slender, without any fat, Gojo Satoru nodded secretly, although it was slender, it looked very powerful, so don't be too strong when kicking him in the first training session.

The part that goes further is like a calf, and the lying posture makes the thigh look a little more sensual. Gojo Satoru resisted not touching it, but he felt that the touch should be wrong.

Because it was still a training class, when he was strangled by Guangli's legs, he felt very flexible... Well, the point is flexibility.

The six eyes wandered around the boy's legs, and he didn't want to leave at all. The boy's life was too good, and there was nothing beautiful about it, even his feet were delicate and beautiful.

Gojo Satoru accurately measured the size of the young man's feet, and sighed in his heart, it doesn't matter if he is tall, but why are his feet so small? It will be difficult for him to grow taller in the future. Wubi.

Under So-and-so Wu's eager and almost substantive eyes, those delicate jade feet toes suddenly curled up, as if they were scalded by the gaze, and Xue Yu'ai's toes turned pink.

Gojo Satoru finally held back his hands. At this moment, he completely forgot his vow to leave with just one glance when he opened the door.

Then, just as he got his wish and held those jade feet in his hands as he wished, the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

His hands are all occupied, so it can only be...

Gojo Satoru froze.The light froze when the light was turned on.

In my eyes, I should look like a pervert now.

Gojo Satoru groaned in his heart.

But this prevented him from clenching Guangli's foot, and Guangli tried hard to pull it out.

Hastily took the magic tool from the bedside table and put on the glasses: "Five...Teacher, again, is it a curse?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, looked at the feet that suddenly became normal in his hands, and nodded heavily: "Yes."

"This time it's an idiot mantra that's easy to deal with, so..."

The feeling just now was so good that Gojo Satoru was halfway through the weaving and decided to break the can.

"Guangli, can you take off the magic tool and let the teacher handle it for a while? I promise to only touch here, never go!"

Of course Hikari could agree, the feeling of his feet being controlled by others was too weird, especially Gojo Satoru who appeared at this time inexplicably.

... He always had a wonderful premonition that if Gojo Satoru was allowed to go, he would be eaten bite by bite.

Of course the strongest can eat people, Guangli is just a metaphor for the fear of being eaten and devoured.

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand with great regret, and as soon as he let go, Hikari immediately curled up his legs and covered them with a quilt, blocking Gojo Satoru's straightforward line of sight through the blindfold.

Guangli lowered his head: "How did you get in?"

"Each dormitory has a spare key to prevent students from losing it."

"Then can you, take it to me?"

"Yes." Although Gojo Satoru could enter even without the key, it's better not to say that now.

Gojo Satoru honestly handed over the spare key, and Guangli squeezed the key with his thumb and forefinger. His attitude of avoiding it almost made a banner hanging on his head.

Gojo Satoru can understand Mikari's thoughts, but he intends to correct it.

He has had this problem for more than a month, and he has not found a way to solve it until now. It is really difficult.

His body is fine, very healthy, and his spells are not fluent, and have no effect.

But every time he meets Guangli, his emotions will be right, all his attention will be consciously attracted to Guangli, and Guangli's frowning and lowering of his eyebrows can affect his mood.

Wujo Wu consulted a psychiatrist, and he knew it in his own mind. The doctor said that his phenomenon was love at first sight.

Human beings like good colors, and being attracted to them also plays a large part in love, so it is normal for him.

Wujo Wu also felt that he was normal, the only thing that was normal was the object of his heart.

If I can embrace it into the light, it doesn't matter if I'm a scumbag.

At this moment Wujo Satoru resigned to his fate.

The change in mentality shows that Wujo Satoru looks more oppressive in the light.

The other party was sitting at the end of his bed, with a very upright posture, and his tone was sincere: "I'm sorry just now, I probably broke in without your permission."

Gojo Satoru was apologizing. If there were other people present, he would probably be surprised. This person almost never apologized, he never bowed his head.

Guangli was surprised because he had seen it once.

After Wujo Wujo, who admitted his mistakes, apologized, he revealed his true thoughts in a high-sounding manner: "Before I really solve the curse on my body, I may have to trouble you many times."

Damn that excuse, it's so good!

Anyway, no one knows curses better than him!

"Uh..." Guangli gripped the quilt silently, "Can you... change someone?"

"It should be...not mine, right?"

"The teacher has also considered it, but in order to cause more misunderstandings and cause everyone to panic-if something goes wrong with me, it is quite serious." Gojo Satoru changed his tone again, "It is better to fix the candidate at the beginning. OK, right?"

"It's all to help the teacher resolve the curse, Guangli understands it?"

Gojo Satoru subtly changed the concept, making it appropriate for Hikari to refuse.

Wujou's problem is the biggest problem in the magic world, and even the Director's Council is looking forward to Wujou's downfall every day.

But if Gojo Satoru really fell, in order to appease the anger of the Gojo family, they probably also minded that the culprit should be handed over to the Gojo family, and then the Guangli siblings would end well.

Guangli could only nod his head, and said with difficulty: "I understand."

Even if it was hard, he would not be able to resist Wujo Wu, not to mention that he still had Sister Xueji to protect him, so there was no way he could do anything.

Gojo Gojo's mood instantly brightened by Guangli's promise. He knew that everything should be done in moderation, and he had indeed done enough tonight. Although he still wanted to continue under the guise of resolving the curse, it still took time for Guangli to transition.

So he gently let Guangli have a good rest, and after waiting for a while to say goodnight to Guangli, Guangli happily walked out of Guangli's dormitory.

Then he was caught by Fu Heihui.

"It's Hui, why are you still sleeping so late? There's class tomorrow." Wujo Satoru said to Fu Heihui very naturally.

Fu Heihui looked gloomy: "What are you doing?"

"Xingjian is your life!"

Gojo Satoru was shocked: "Of course I know! What are you thinking about!"

Fu Heihui stared at him suspiciously, but the eyepatch covered the eyes that could best express his inner thoughts. From the lower half of his face alone, it was impossible to see Gojo Satoru's true emotions.

"Teacher is really going to be sad, how can Hui suspect that the teacher is plotting against Sheng? Do you think I am that kind of person?" Gojo Wu covered his heart with a heartache.

Fu Heihui reluctantly believed his words, after all Wujo Wu was really a good person before.

"Then why did you lie to Xing to see that you were cursed?"

"Well, Guangli was in the Kyoto school before, and I must have heard that the old man in the Kyoto school said a lot of bad things about me. I will find an excuse to get closer to the department and let him know that I am actually a very good person!"

"Uh..." The reason barely made sense.

Since Fu Heihui didn't see Wujo Wu's real attitude towards Guangli in private, he let Wujo Wu go that night.

How much he regretted in the end is another story.