Still want to touch the belly of his teacher Xiao Tao? !

Wujo Satoru burst into anger and pushed the door open, "Bastard! Take your dirty hands off Teacher Xiao Tao's stomach—"

The two people in the room turned their heads together.

"Huh?" Love Ye Taoye's face was blank.

She was sitting on her knees on the bed, and the faceless guy who Gojo Satoru thought of as an imaginary enemy was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Kono Momoha held a towel in her hand and seemed to wipe his hair again.

Gojo Satoru bubbling with sourness in his heart.

Good guy, although he even asked Teacher Xiao Tao to help wipe his hair, he was never reluctant to ask Teacher Xiao Tao to wipe his hair—

Wujou Shou wished to smash the opponent into a smashed smash in a boundless space, stepped on the heavy pace, and walked forward with gnashing teeth, "Where are you..."

The face under the towel lifted.

Zenyuan Maki and Gojo Satoru looked at each other.

"...Dare to steal Laozi's girlfriend." Gojo Satoru's voice stiffened for a moment, and he said the remaining half of the sentence, the more he said, the quieter he became.

Hastily, did he see a guy who shouldn't be here on Teacher Xiao Tao's bed!

Gojo Satoru was stunned for two seconds.

Sitting on Kono Momoha's bed, Chanyuan Maki had loose hair and no glasses. Her brown-red eyes were squinting at him at the moment. She seemed to be wearing Kono Momoha's coat, and her trousers were shortened to show her calves.

Grass, why does his student appear on the bed of his girlfriend.

Still a female student!

Gojo Satoru couldn't control his expression for a while, and his face was contorted into a ball.

"Wujiuwu...?" Chanyuan Maki's reaction was bigger than his, but her expression was always indifferent. At this moment, as if she hadn't reacted, she called out the name with deep doubt and disbelief, and was in love with Ye Taoye again. While staring, he stiffly added a title to the back, "...Teacher?"

"Why are you here?" She murmured, of course, without waiting for Gojo Satoru's answer at all, looking straight at Kono Momoha, "Teacher, why is this guy here..."

Asking the question like this, she already had a bad premonition in her heart.

"I should ask you about this, right!" Gojo Satoru raised his voice in dissatisfaction, "You are the one who appeared strangely in the wrong place, Maki."

Lianye Taoye stared at Wujo Satoru, "Master Wujo, why are you back at this time?"

"I don't know if I don't come back—" Wujo Satoru gritted his teeth, "Miss Xiaotao, you actually brought someone back behind my back, how could you do this? You even let someone use my bathroom! Make it my bed!"

He sniffed and let out a low growl like a wild dog, with a bit of grievance, "You actually let her use my shampoo!"

Lianye Taoye's eyes swirled around the dumbfounded Gojo Satoru and the stiff Chanyuan Maki, and blinked, "Do you know each other?"

"I told you before, the second-year student, Maki of Chanyuan—" Wujo Satoru, who always answered her questions, simply explained, and then started to go crazy again, "But Maki, how did you know Teacher Xiaotao? what?!"

Damn, what kind of world is this?

Chanyuan Maki is more broken down than Gojo Satoru. The calm at the moment is just the calm before the storm after the brain shuts down.

She recalled in her head.

Gojo Satoru calls Kono-sensei, "Peach-sensei—"

When Huzhang was running on the playground every day, she listened to the discussion with Panda and the others, and also learned a thing or two about how Wutiao Wu deceived Huzhang. She obtained the contact information of his most admired elementary school teacher from him, and then settled for two weeks. object.

Remember what they described, that female teacher... She remembered, it was light grass green hair.

Damn, in fact, she had seen it on Wutiaowu's Twitter, but because Wutiaowu posted dozens of tweets a day, it was really annoying, so she blocked Wutiaowu, and only last time with Kuzhang Yuren When they were discussing this topic, they put out his twitter and took a look. It was full of pictures showing affection. She turned her head and forgot after seeing it.

No wonder she felt so familiar the first time she saw Mr. Loveno.

It turns out, it turns out!

Zenyuan Maki's pupils trembled violently, "Mr. Kono, is your boyfriend actually this guy—"

The clingy and petite puppy she imagined in her mind shattered and was replaced by the cheeky and annoying old dog Gojo Satoru. How many filters did Mr. Rino put on this guy? A little cute?

Although it is said that orange juice contains 5% of oranges, it can be regarded as freshly squeezed orange juice, but there are 5% of Wutiaowu in Nianxia Nianxia... No, not even 1%!

What kind of thing is this, the teacher's description is completely inconsistent with the real thing! Today's TV commercials don't dare to be so outrageous. This is completely deceiving the audience. You can report it to the Consumer Protection Association!

Chanyuan Maki looked at the peach leaves in love with a heartbroken heart, and the pain in her heart was 1.2 million, like suffering on fire.

Teacher, you are blind, you can only see Wutiaowu!

"What is your expression!" Gojo Satoru's expression was vicious like a dinosaur roaring, "Mr. Xiao Tao's boyfriend is me, are you dissatisfied?"

Look at him like that.

Zenyuan Maki looked away in disgust.

Wujo Satoru's anger didn't diminish because the girl sitting on his girlfriend's bed was on the contrary, he grinned and angered, "You actually gave her your clothes!"

Zenyuan Maki was wearing the same T-shirt and jacket that Kono Momoha often wore at home, and her pants were much shorter.

Gojo Satoru looked at Kono Momoha's clothes on someone else's body, and was heartbroken as if his girlfriend was sleeping next to someone else.

Love Ye Taoye was stunned by his inexplicable reaction, "...What's wrong?"

When the female student came to the house and had to take a bath for special reasons, she did not wear her clothes. Should she be allowed to wear wet and dirty clothes, or wrapped in a bath towel?

"What would you wear without my clothes?" Rino Momoha touched her chin, "How about you lend Maki your new shirt?"

"I do not want."

Before Gojo Satoru could react, Zenyuan Maki first flatly refused.

Her expression was as if she had seen something disgusting.

Gojo Satoru's clothes, even if they are new, are... ugh.

How can a stinky man's clothes be compared with the clothes of the female teacher he longed for?

Let her wear Wuti teacher's clothes, she would rather get a knife.

"Ha? What's your expression? I haven't disliked you yet—" Wujo Satoru's forehead jumped, clenched his fists, and shouted, "I won't let women other than Teacher Xiao Tao wear my clothes! I won't lend you my clothes or Teacher Xiao Tao's clothes! Take it off for me—"

"I don't! You can't even **** the teacher's clothes from me!" Chanyuan Maki pulled her collar tightly, her face full of vigilance, guarding Wujou.

Half of Gojo Satoru's face was hidden in the shadows, "It's up to you..."

Lianye Taoye took a deep breath, "Teacher Wujo, what are you talking about?!"

She stood on tiptoe and pinched the back of Gojo Satoru's neck, forcing Gojo Satoru to lower his head and look at her, "How can you say something like sexual harassment to a female student—"

What take off your clothes, pervert? !

"That's right." Chanyuan Maki still held the collar tightly, her face collapsed tightly, but Gojo Satoru dared to use his six eyes to assure that he saw a gloating flash of schadenfreude on Chanyuan Maki's face just now, absolutely.

Chanyuan Maki's voice could not hear any emotion, and was completely reading, "Gojo-sensei, I know you didn't mean it, but if you say something like this to me, I will still be very troubled, after all, although everyone doesn't think about me As a woman, I'm a girl too, I..."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, as if she couldn't go on.

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

isn't it?

Sure enough, Ronino Momoba immediately turned her head when she heard her words, and touched Chanyuan Maki's drooping head, her expression instantly became a little distressed, "Who said such things to you? Maki, you are very sad now. cute…"

As she spoke, she glared at Gojo Satoru secretly, signaling Gojo Go to apologize quickly.

Zen Temple Maki! You count me!

Gojo Satoru's lung tube almost exploded with gas.

Maki is no longer the upright and arrogant Maki, who did she learn this trick from, and she didn't even know how to teach herself. She pretended to be pitiful in front of Teacher Xiaotao, and Wujou realized that her teeth were itching with hatred.

good! Pretending to be pitiful and disgusting, who wouldn't.

Wujo Satoru rolled his eyes, clasped his hands on his chest, lowered his eyelashes, tilted his head slightly, making sure that his blue eyes that were worried and resentful could be exposed in front of Kono Momoha, squeezed his throat, "Maki, I'm sorry, it's the teacher's fault. now..."

His expression was very low, "I always want to have a good relationship with the students and try my best to get close to everyone, but I always don't know what you think, and as a result, I make myself a joke and only do wrong things. I've really worked hard..."

He recalled the bubble TV series he watched last time, and changed the lines in it casually, and then applied it accordingly.

The effect was good, Teacher Xiao Tao's distressed eyes turned to him again, and Maki of Chanyuan had a disgusting expression that almost vomited out of the overnight meal.

Hmph, isn't it just pretending, who has pretended?

Compared with Lao Tzu, you are still too young.

Gojo Satoru smiled provocatively at Zenyuan Maki in the blind spot of Kono Momoha.

Chanyuan Maki's nose almost crooked with anger. She wished she could take a photo of Wujo Satoru's self-satisfied appearance with a camera, and then make 1,800 copies of him. People all over the world have witnessed—

He, Wutiao Wu, a despicable, shameless and hypocritical villain!

After all, Zenyuan Maki can't compare to Wujo Satoru, who is the strongest and has the strongest cheeks. The thick-skinned Wujou Satoru who can go around the world twice, broke his skills instantly, "Mr. Loveno, he is pretending!"

Her face was red and angry.

She was like being bullied by a bear child in a kindergarten, trying to imagine a child who was proving that the child was a bad child, her angry words were intermittent, but she couldn't tell why, "He's pretending, Gojo Satoru, you liar Woman's guy!"

Gojo Satoru grimaces at Kono Momoha behind her back.

Growing up so big, Chanyuan Maki first tasted the feeling that her cerebral blood vessels were about to explode with anger, "He's just pretending! You have the ability to do the expression you just made to Mr. Kono, scumbag!"

Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue provocatively at her.

She was about to faint from anger, but Gojo Satoru still winked at her wickedly, when Lianye Taoye turned around, he immediately put on a sad expression, "Maki... how can you just call the teacher's name? You are like this... the teacher is also very sad."

Damn, she can't lift the knife!

No matter if he can beat him, she is going to kill Wujogo today, and Chanyuan Maki is so angry that his head is buzzing, and she wants to kill Wujogo with a big knife on the spot.

Just when Zenyuan Maki was evaporated by her angry reason, a soft hand fell on her forehead.

Zenyuan Maki was stunned.

Kono Momoba was watching her worriedly.

"Teacher Wujo, Maki has always been very well-behaved and obedient, don't bully this child." Kono Momoba's hand gently stroked Chanyuan Maki's hair, and with her gentle movements, Chanyuan Maki's anger was like a fight The hallucinations quickly faded away without a trace.

No longer angry, no more blushing, no panting, no pain in the head, no blood vessels jumping, the whole person is refreshed, and there is even time to see Gojo Satoru's expression.

She glanced in Gojo Satoru's direction, twitched the corner of her mouth, smiled provocatively, raised her head, and let Kono Momoha's hand fall on her head better.

"Gojo Satoru exclaimed, "Isn't it? Peach-sensei, Maki is talking ill of me, why are you so biased? "

"I don't know you yet?" Ronino Momoba gave him a disapproving look, "What kind of temper is Maki, what kind of temper are you, I still don't understand? Why are you mad at her on purpose? Did you do this, teacher? ?"

"That's right!" Chanyuan Zhenxi added fuel to the fire, "Is there any teacher who does this?"

"..." Gojo Satoru was quiet for two seconds, "It's not working time now."

He looked down at Chanyuan Maki condescendingly, then stepped forward and grabbed Kono Momoha's arm, "I'm not a teacher now, I'm just teacher Xiaotao's boyfriend."

"So, little devil, stay away from the woman who owns the famous flower." He grinned and smiled sympathetically, and simply tore off the disguise and stopped pretending, "Do you understand?"

This sentence directly pierced the nerves of Zenyuan Maki, she jumped straight up, gritted her teeth, "How can a guy like you be Kono-sensei's boyfriend?"

"It's not up to you whether you deserve it or not—"

Gojo Satoru grabbed Kono Momoha's arm and provoked her.

Why did the two of them quarrel inexplicably?

Kono Momoba watched Wujo Satoru and Chanyuan Maki confronting each other like black-eyed fighting cocks.

Lianye Taoye was stunned.

What, weren't you still chatting nicely just now? Why did it suddenly become like this?

With a head full of question marks, Amano Momoha cautiously took two steps back.

Although she didn't know why Gojo-sensei and Maki quarreled, she was shocked.

The atmosphere was like a bullfight... Should she still slip away first?

She just took another two steps back when Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head like he had eyes behind his back, "Miss Xiaotao, you and Maki said, are we both very affectionate?"

"Teacher, are you being coerced by him, how could there be a woman who likes Wujou?" Chanyuan Maki excitedly took a big step forward.

"Oh? Teacher Xiao Tao and I are so good that we can go to the district office tomorrow to get a marriage certificate. Teacher Xiao Tao, don't you think?"

Under the pressure of the two of them, Lianye Taoye kept stepping back, "This..."

Her back had reached the window, and she could not avoid it, the faces of Gojo Satoru and Chanyuan Maki were still approaching her.

A cold sweat slid down Kono Momoba's forehead.

How on earth did this fire burn to her!

"Teacher Xiao Tao-"

"Ms. Kono-"

Lai Ye Momoba put her hands in front of her, and put the cold glass on the back of her head. She inadvertently looked sideways, and suddenly saw a dazzling green figure through the window.

It was Qimu Nanxiong next door, standing on the balcony of his house, holding a drying rack in his hand.

Meeting her gaze, Qimu Nanxiong blinked, turned his eyes away, saluted, and quickly prepared to leave.

"Nanxiong-kun—" Kono Momoha seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, "Come and play at my house for a while?"

Nanxiong Qimu paused in his footsteps.

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