Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

midnight.

The city's tall buildings and street lights go out one after another.

In the distance, the neon-colored lights look extraordinarily gorgeous in the dark night.

As the clock struck midnight, someone ended the haze.

Open your eyes.

A golden rainbow circle is reflected inside.

Under the orange light, Gojo Satoru looked at Fujibayashi Hiroko lying on top of him, feeling a little tangled.

Sudden,

A quick and short melody echoed in the room, it was the sound of the phone.

(Dad answers the phone, Dad answers the phone, Dad answers the phone...)

Listen to the voice, or your own.

Wutiao Wu was stunned for a second, adjusted his mentality, looked at the dazed Xiangzi, and said softly: "Sister Xiangzi, please let me go, I'm going to answer the phone."

His eyes flickered, full of helplessness.

one second

two seconds

five seconds

Can't get up. "Nine seven three

Fujibayashi Kyouko's graceful body pressed tightly against herself, unable to move.

Gojo Satoru muttered "Offend!" in his heart, and gave him a decisive slap.

Snapped!

The tight wrap skirt is firm as expected.

"Well..

Miss Fujibayashi seemed to twist her body, her intoxicating breath was filled with the aroma of alcohol.

But still didn't wake up.

"Are you a pig?" Wujo Wucen laughed.

While shaking his head, although the goal was not achieved, there was a smile on his face.

His eyes were flat, and his tone was more casual.

He raised a glass of wine and poured it down.

The icy liquor flowed down the back of Xiangzi, soaking the dry cloth.

A bright wet streak.

On the blue-gray short skirt, it is especially obvious up close, and at first glance it looks like the lining of wet pants.

This scene should be seen by the good people. After adding fuel to it, gossip will be publicized.

(laughs~)

That sound is really indefensible.

The image of the goddess is gone, and she has no face to stand in the office.

Fortunately--

There are no outsiders here, and Gojo Satoru won't go to take pictures now.

However, wet pants are uncomfortable after all.

especially

Hibiki wears pantyhose inside.

Wet and more uncomfortable.

frown.

roll over.

Hiroko woke up three minutes now.

and

Gojo Satoru also repeated what he just said: "Sister, get up, I want to go out."

"Go out? What are you going out for?"

Fujibayashi Kyouko squeezed into the boy's arms, raised his head, opened his hazy drunk eyes, and said intermittently.

In the eyebrows, there are fluctuations like a young girl.

She leaned over and whispered in Wujou's ear, "Don't go."

"Uh-huh."

Gojo Satoru pricked up his ears earnestly.

Then, he gestured in a succinct manner, regardless of whether Miss Fujibayashi understood?

Said: He will be back soon.

"I do not want!

Aware of Gojo Satoru's desire to get up, Kyouko pouted and murmured.

Confused, his body clinged even closer, and he reached out and hugged Wujogou, preventing him from leaving.

De...

Wordless silence.

The ventilation fans rustled sweetly, and the hair of the two rose and fell in the wind, spreading silently for a long time.

Think for a moment.

A helpless smile appeared on Gojo Satoru's face.

Faced with the sudden appearance of a child, he didn't know how to deal with it?

Wujo Satoru had no choice but to pat her on the back, and said slowly and softly, "Okay, get up...just to answer the phone."

The tone is full of accommodation.

At this time, it was the turn of autumn and summer, and although the weather was not cool, it was not too hot.

But when the two warm bodies were tightly attached to each other, the temperature naturally rose.

just half-

Wujou Satoru felt his body become hot, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

He calmed down for a while, trying to pull his arm out of Hibiki's arms.

This situation is simply unheard of.

Is a troublesome man.

But for the momentary jelly touch, someone honestly licked the corners of his lips.

"Ha. huh...

Maybe it was drunk, or maybe it was because the hug was too tight.

Fujibayashi Kyoko

I felt a little warm in my body, and there was a slight breathing sound from time to time in my mouth.

Gojo Satoru wanted to pull out his other hand as well.

but--

"No, I don't want you to leave.

Kyouko, who entered the play, suddenly opened her arms and hugged Gojo Satoru's hand, coquettishly said to her father like a little girl.

Gojo Satoru was expressionless.

It was raining at night outside the window.

He wanted to pull his hand out of Kyouko's arms.

But as soon as he exerted force, he could feel his arms rubbing against the soft flesh of Xiaozi.

pull!

hold tight.

pull!

hold tight.

Gojo Satoru gave up.

"Xiaozi, be nice, I'll be right back, very soon.

He touched Xiangzi's head with his other hand and coaxed softly.

"Well.

Kyouko took the initiative to take the head and gave Wujo Satoru's hand, making a cute nasal sound.

Perhaps it was these words that had an effect, and Hibiki finally let go.

Wujo Satoru, who was lying on the table, breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to get up to get his phone, his eyes fell on Hiroko's shirt.

On the top of the shirt, there are still several buttons that are not buttoned.

Vaguely, you can see the black lace edge, a touch of snow white and the delicate collarbone inside.

Do not know why?

Wutiaowu frowned slightly, he hesitated for a moment, then bent down.

The strange possessiveness of men haunts...

It's obvious that they haven't confirmed their relationship with you, but Gojo Satoru has acquiesced that Fujibayashi Kyouko, this individual, is his own.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and carefully took the buttons under Hiroko's collar one by one.

Meticulous demeanor, like an old father.

and

On the other hand, Mayumi, who has not waited for her dog to call back for a long time.

Some surprises.

But wearing a silk nightgown and warming a glass of hot milk, she was not in a hurry.

Turn on the melodious electronic music, put on the hair 3.2 hoop, and prepare to apply a mask.

The slender jade finger brushed the hair that was blown by the air conditioner.

Pick up the phone and slowly walk to the balcony.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the air from the Buddha after the rain is fresh and cool.

Looking up at the bright moonlight, the small mouth is cooked.

It's really up to Mi-sama to give someone another chance.

"Drip"

(Dad answers the phone, Dad answers the phone

Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang again, but this time it was picked up in seconds.

PS:

Senior year, busy with graduation in the past few months, the update really broke down.

Sorry!

If there are any typos or sentences that are not smooth, remember to point them out in the comment area!

I will correct it as soon as possible.

thanks!

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