Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

Chapter 142: Head-turning

On this side, Tsukuyomi was sleeping soundly.

He was so hot.

There was something like a stove behind him that was constantly providing him with heat. It was so hot and he was wrapped up tightly.

It's too tight...

A subtle itch crept up into his heart, as if something was moving around in his body, it was so painful.

Even in my sleep, I could vaguely realize that I seemed to be being manipulated and pressed hard into the soft quilt, unable to break free.

Too much!

Tsukuyomi couldn't bear it any longer and opened his eyes slightly for a moment: "No..."

The fair cheeks were flushed with red, and large patches of delicious pink were spread out, which was very beautiful.

Geto Suguru knelt on the bed and lifted up a handful of messy long hair. He raised his head contentedly and glanced down at the side of the boy's face.

"Be good"

Tsukuyomi didn't know what was going on. He was so tired and wanted to sleep so badly, but his body was wet with sweat - he really couldn't stand the heat.

He felt so wronged when he thought of this.

He clearly wanted to sleep so much, he was so sleepy that he couldn't stand it! But this person kept bullying him and wouldn't let him close his eyes and rest properly.

Tsukuyomi didn't know what it was, it was hot and light, like a goose feather scratching his belly, slowly moving around, making him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to lose his sex drive.

Xia Youjie sighed, and the veins on his big hand that had done evil bulged out and grabbed the man's waist again, holding him tightly in his arms.

There was clearly still some unknown moisture on it, as if it was accidentally put on it because he couldn't control himself anymore.

Afterwards, a sticky smell lingered in the room, carrying an unknown scent, very familiar... a very gentle fragrance.

The young man, who fell asleep again in a daze and out of exhaustion, wrinkled his nose, and his whole body seemed to be rubbed out miserably, his skin as white as warm jade shining in the moonlight.

This made Xia Youjie suspicious. "How can someone say he's 28 years old with this look?"

He unconsciously stroked his brows. Even though he didn't frown often when angry, he didn't look like the same kind of person as the boy.

If we walk side by side, he would be just a handsome uncle at best, right?

It seems that maintenance also needs to be put on the agenda.

Geto Suguru chuckled, and his mature masculine aura instantly enveloped the boy, making him unable to break free.

“It would be nice if it could continue like this.”

He won't let go.

I will definitely protect him well this time, they will have countless futures and futures together.

*

The next day,

It was already morning when Tsukuyomi regained consciousness. A ray of sunlight leaking through the blinds hit his eyes.

Very dazzling.

He subconsciously rubbed himself against the pillow like a kitten for a while, huh?

Warm,

It’s so tight, I can’t breathe.

Tsukuyomi was awakened and opened his eyes completely, only to find that he was in an awkward position.

He was held on the chest and fell asleep in someone's arms. One of the other person's hands was resting on his head, and the other hand was placed behind his shoulder blades. The hugging posture gave him a sense of security.

This is so weird, who is it?

He struggled to raise his head from the other person's arms, trying to identify the man's appearance, but this sight left him stunned for a long time...

A person whose face is perfect under the morning sun, whose features are three-dimensional and exquisite without a single flaw...

This is……

The grown-up Gojo Satoru?

For Tsukuyomi Tsukuyomi, the last time they met was a few days ago. In the blink of an eye... this guy has grown into a reliable and mature adult?

He really couldn't connect the quiet and extremely handsome man in front of him with his childish peer in the past.

Could it be that ten years would bring such a big change to him?

Wu has dark circles under his eyes.

Tsukuyomi didn't know how to describe this feeling. It felt sour and bitter. He really didn't know how to wake him up.

As for Wu, he graduated a long time ago along with Jie, Gaozi and the others.

Tsukuyomi had just woken up and had not yet recovered from his dazed state, so he did not think there was anything wrong with this overly intimate posture. He lay obediently on his side in Gojo Satoru's arms, carefully looking at him from his eyebrows to his nose.

Hmm... My eyelashes seem longer than before, and my nose bridge is also so high...

"Have you seen enough?"

A slightly hoarse voice was heard, accompanied by the other party's tightened long arms. Both hands pulled the person into his arms, as if afraid that the person would run away.

"Gojo Satoru! Let me go! I want to get up!"

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi struggled, one hand on the other's chest, unwillingly, but he was interrupted by the other before he could finish his words.

"Shh, don't make noise, let me hug you"

Maybe it was because Gojo Satoru acted like a stranger to him from the beginning, so when he actually held him in his arms, Tsukuyomi was speechless.

His eyes widened, and his chin rested on the man's shoulder.

Still tastes as sweet as before.

Tsukuyomi was embarrassed for a while and then struggled to get up. Suddenly he realized that he was not ready to meet them.

What should he say?

Where have you been all these years?

How are you doing?

Silent emotions spread in the air. To be honest, Tsukuyomi didn't expect Gojo Satoru to react so strongly to his return.

This guy……

"Okay! Let me go." Tsukuyomi finally struggled out of Gojo Satoru's arms, lifted the quilt and climbed out of the head of the bed and came to the foot of the bed.

Unexpectedly, the bed moved slightly, and Gojo Satoru also sat up, grabbed one of his legs and dragged him back. Tsukuyomi Tsukumi wanted to dodge, but he was dragged closer by a strong force.

"No! Why are you holding me? It's so weird. Let me go!"

Gojo Satoru did not answer, but turned the man around. Such a small resistance was insignificant to him.

He positioned the person straight and forced her to sit astride his lap, like a doll to be manipulated by anyone.

Tsukuyomi's face turned red, mainly because the posture was too weird!

Before he could get too tangled up, he was held in place by the other person's waist, with his legs spread open and resting on his legs.

She was lifted up and slid into his arms, forced to lie in his arms with her head tilted back.

The aroma of strawberry daifuku and butter lingered around him, and he looked nothing like an adult.

A ten-year gap.

Now Tsukuyomi can only look up at him in this rather awkward posture.

Looking from behind, it seemed as if the whole person was completely enveloped.

"Who did it?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was heavily nasal, his breath was hot, and his tall nose rubbed the back of his neck from time to time.

Gojo Satoru, who was 28 years old at the time, was different from the 18-year-old. He had grown taller and stronger, like a big bear clinging to his prey.

He kept sniffing with his head down.

"Who did this? Let me go! It's so hot, so hot!"

Gojo Satoru ignored the beatings.

——It feels pretty good.

His snow-white hair fell down, barely covering his back, making his skin look even whiter than snow, brighter and more charming.

The mark hidden under the hair... Gojo Satoru's gaze was fixed on the back of his neck, which was slender and white like jade.

He really

Never learn patience—

Find the right position, lower your head and take a bite.

He wanted to cover it with his own mark, again and again...

There was a sound from the door lock. Someone came and opened the door.

Tsukuyomi couldn't stand the strong push and finally opened up some distance. Fearing that the other party would catch up again, Tsukuyomi made up his mind and kicked him.

But the strongest is the strongest after all.

Gojo Satoru easily caught his kicking foot and lifted it high, making his body a little unstable.

"Tsumi?!"