don't bother me soar

Chapter 131

"Teacher? Teacher Wujo!"

When Gojo Satoru's rarely empty mind finally reloaded and came back to his senses, he saw Hikari stretching out his hand in front of him. In the past, whenever he saw it, Lili's heart surged with obvious worry on his face, but now he The heart is like still water.

Calm back to calm, Gojo Wu knows that he still likes Hikari.It's just that compared to the past when he couldn't help but bring a little bit of adult distracting thoughts, he can be said to be upright and upright, even if Guangli takes off his clothes in front of him-wait a minute!This may not be possible!

Gojo Satoru, whose blood surged as soon as he arrived at the scene, finally got rid of the state of becoming a Buddha without desire or desire for a moment, his eyes were no longer dull and calm as before, and became agile.

Guang Lixiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, Wutiao Wu stood still after dodging a thunderbolt, and didn't respond to how he called, he thought he had broken Wutiao Wu.

Gojo Satoru's appearance just now was really abnormal, it's even more that staring at him made his face burn, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.

Guangli put down his uncomfortable arm, and thought: "Teacher, do you want to return it? Is there something wrong with the thunder I just had?"

Thunder can penetrate Wujo Wu's infinite defense, according to Wujo Wu, it's not very powerful. Today, he suffered thunder from more than a dozen talismans in a row.

"No—well, yes." Gojo Satoru swallowed the blurted words, no problem, he naturally wanted to show his strength in front of the light, just like male animals courting mates in nature, the occasional show of weakness may be more effective.

Guangli was surprised when he heard the words, and quickly asked: "What's the problem? Are you injured, teacher?!"

Wujo Wuxin said that he was not physically injured, but suffered a severe blow mentally.

Although he got rid of that strange state, the stamina brought by the lightning strike was a bit strong. Specifically, he had already embraced Guangli in his arms before he changed, but his hands and feet were well-behaved.

Gojo Satoru's short silence made Guangli feel a little flustered, was he seriously injured, and Gojo Satoru didn't want to speak unless he made him blame himself?

Hikari hurriedly looked up and down, but he couldn't tell where Gojo Gojo was injured from the outside, and he didn't smell blood, Gojo Gojo didn't speak, just stared at him.

This made Guangli couldn't help but tentatively asked: "Teacher, did you hurt... your head?"

If it really hurt the brain and made Wujo Wu stupid, then Guangli's crime would be serious.

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru finally spoke when he was so remorseful in the light that he wanted Noctua Masamune to call and surrender.

"Guangli, come here." The strongest conjurer lowered his head, behind the thin snow-colored hair hanging down his forehead, his beautiful blue eyes fixedly stared at Guangli, and called softly.

"Come to me."

His voice was unusually deep and calm, his expression didn't change, his hands were hanging by his sides, he looked peaceful, not threatening, and he didn't become stupid like Guangli guessed.

Guangli took a step forward hesitantly: "Why don't we ask Mr. Jiaru to do the examination for you?"

"Don't you know where I was hurt? I can tell you only if I get closer." Wujo Wudao.

Guangli was worried about him before, the two were already standing relatively close, if Guangli got closer to him, he would bump into him.

So Guangli didn't move: "Actually, I feel... Teacher, you are doing well, are you not injured?"

"I won't get hurt if I can, and I won't lie to you about this, Hikari." Gojo Satoru said this from the outside, completely from the heart, and it sounded extraordinarily sincere and credible.

Hikari was convinced by him, that's right, Gojo Satoru didn't need to pretend to be hurt at all, what good would it do him to deceive Hikari and lose Hikari's trust?

So Guangli took another step forward cautiously, and stopped at a palm-width distance from Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu bowed down cooperatively, bowed his head and whispered something in Guangli's ear.

After listening to Guangli, his expression was dull for a moment, and then he foolishly confirmed to Gojo Satoru: "Really, teacher?"

Gojo Wujo nodded with some pain in his eyes, and said in a difficult tone: "Really."

If it wasn't really helpless, Gojo Satoru wouldn't have told the truth about his situation.

Although in fact he was only forced to abstain from desires for a short period of time, to embellish it a little, it would not be a lie if he said something serious to Guangli.

That's right, Gojo Satoru told Guangli about the side effects of being struck by lightning, and the conscious body in his body was a little dumbfounded: "Hey, don't you feel ashamed to tell Guangli about this?"

He never told Guangli the truth!Guangli has never known the effect of Gan Jinlei, after all, Guangli is the one who hits people, not the one who is struck by lightning.

So Gojo Satoru mocked the conscious body in turn: "Is your face important?"

"Wife you get is more important than face you can throw away at any time?"

As long as the goal is accomplished, it doesn't matter how he does it.

The conscious body has nothing to say.

Because compared to the outside Guangli who was anxious and worried for Wujo Wu after learning the truth, his Guangli would only be satisfied with the consequences.

Purity of mind and few desires, less distracting thoughts, and concentration, isn’t that enough?

The conscious body shrunk back to the deepest part of Gojo Satoru's soul and shut himself off.

The side effects of talismans on people are so serious, of course Guangli dare not experiment with Wujo Wu, even if the victim Wujo Wu himself is willing, he is not willing.

Then the two moved from the back mountain to Gojo Satoru's teacher's dormitory.

The teachers’ dormitory is much more luxurious than the student’s dormitory. There are fewer adults in colleges and universities, and there is no shortage of money. The teaching and staff dormitories are all single-family villas, and the conditions are quite good.

It wasn't the first time that Guangli sat on the sofa worriedly, and he didn't know when the sofa was replaced so soft that he sank directly into it, or Gojo Satoru caught him.

"What do you drink in light? Yogurt juice or carbonated drinks?"

Guangli is not in the mood to drink, and has no appetite to eat.

He looked at Gojo Satoru who had taken out a bunch of desserts from the refrigerator and came over wearing sunglasses, and he didn't understand why Gojo Satoru was so relaxed.

"Teacher, you..."

Is this the temperament of an adult?

But men generally don't care about themselves very much...

Gojo Satoru heard what Hikari hadn't said, and of course he cared about the matter.

But if you think about it the other way around, during the period of forced abstinence, on the surface, his threat to Guangli was minimized.

Knowing Guangli subconsciously won't be too defensive against some of his actions, which makes it easier for him to develop a relationship with Guangli.

Gojo Satoru's body isn't working yet, but he still has brains.

"Don't worry about that, Guangli, take a rest first, you should be tired." Gojo Satoru sat down beside Guangli, and stuffed a bottle of yogurt into Guangli's hand.

"But teacher..."

"I'm telling you the truth just to let you fully grasp your abilities, not to make you worry about it." Gojo Satoru looked at the frowning Guangli, raised his hand and patted Guangli's shoulder lightly.

"I'm Gojo Satoru. I can't trouble myself with such a small matter. I can always find a solution. Doesn't Guangli believe me?"

Guangli: "Believe it."

"Isn't that enough? Hikari, do you want to watch a movie? Or TV series and anime?" There was an LCD TV hanging on the wall opposite the sofa, and Gojo Satoru picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Guangli cooperated with cheering up: "I heard from Polygonum cuspidatum that you seem to have collected a lot of movie discs."

"Did Youruto practice spell power?" Gojo Satoru chuckled, "Actually, I bought most of them from the video store at random. I haven't seen most of them, so I don't have time to watch them."

"But I do have some old movies in my collection, and they are here. Do you want to watch them?"

"Yeah." Light nodded.

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The sky outside the house gradually darkened, and the light in the room became dim, only the TV screen that was playing was on.

On the screen, the main character of the special film and the monster fought fiercely, and the sound was muted without letting out a sound.

After watching two or so small movies, the trash can next to the five Wuwu legs was already full of packaging bags of various desserts. He put the last piece of strawberry-flavored Daifuku into his mouth, chewed it half-heartedly, and swallowed it hastily.

After watching the first movie, I dozed off at the beginning and was sleeping soundly on the soft sofa behind me. Not long ago, I turned over and changed my position. Maybe my breathing was a little difficult, and my face was a little red.

Gojo Satoru threw away the packing bag in his hand, and dropped the TV with the remote control.

The residual influence of Gan Jinlei on his spirit finally completely disappeared, Gojo Satoru gently pushed Guangli: "Guangli, get up."

Guangli, who was sleeping soundly, did not respond to him, the breath around him was very familiar and safe, and he woke up early in the morning after not sleeping much last night.

"If you don't get up, then the teacher can't help it." Gojo Satoru said helplessly, with a smile on his face.

"You'll catch a cold if you sleep here all night."

While talking, he stood up and hugged Guangli, and went to the bedroom upstairs.

However, Gojo Satoru was quickly called down by the doorbell. Although he had no plans to do anything to Hikari, and he couldn't do anything at the moment, the interruption of getting along with Hikari still made him feel bad.

"So you are at the school. Mr. Yidizhi has been looking for you for a long time, Teacher Wutiao." After opening the door, Fu Heihui said outside the door.

Yidizhi Jiegao couldn't find anyone because he couldn't get through Wujo Wu's phone number, so he asked Fu Heihui from the high school to look for Wujo Wu's teacher's dormitory, and it turned out that he was really here.

"Why is he looking for me? Didn't he tell me that he will be free this afternoon so he won't be disturbed?" Wutiao Wuchu was at the door and didn't intend to let Fu Heihui in.

Fu Heihui didn't go in, so he stood outside the door and said, "Mr. Yidizhi asked you to release his number from the blacklist. I have something important to tell you."

"Yeah, is it alright?" Gojo Satoru nodded casually.

The man didn't listen at first sight, Fu Heihui frowned, and said something, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a pair of familiar shoes in Xuannei.

The size of the pair of shoes is wrong, much smaller, not from Wujo Wu, Wujo Wu has customers?

Fu Hei Hui Ruo turned around, just as he was about to leave and Wu Tiao Wu was about to close the door, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind!

"Xing! Xing is with you?" Fu Heihui quickly turned around and asked.

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru didn't speak, but closed the door silently.

This reaction is not right!

There must be something wrong!

The witty Fu Heihui immediately rushed back to stop Wujo Wumen's move.