Chapter 56

I thought the tea can was the strangest thing, until I came to the fourth store.

It was a popular pork chop shop, and the store was already busy.

Gojo Satoru was a little uncertain, and asked the staff: "Are you participating in the super sweet dessert stamp collection event on Tanabata?"

The clerk replied affirmatively while packing the pork chops: "Yes, we are doing it!"

Gojo Satoru, who was hit again and again, was completely unable to laugh.

He held a little hope and asked persistently while clinging to the cooking table: "Then what is your event product?"

A pork chop shop, can the event product be steak?

The conscienceless wizard girl smiled happily with her eyes curved.

It is indeed the most fun to watch the fun of acquaintances, especially boyfriends.

"Freshly fried pork chops!" The uncle wearing a red apron responded with full energy, and golden stars splashed in the oil pan.

Gojo Satoru puffed his cheeks and said reluctantly: "Then give me two pork chops."

"Hahaha." Feng Zaolin was amused by his expression of despair.

Gojo Satoru took the packaged pork chop and the stamp paper, and shook the stamp paper as soon as he went out: "What kind of dessert event is this?"

Feng Hayarin tilted her head to watch her boyfriend get angry for the Nth time.

His sunglasses had been tilted on his frost-white hair due to anger, revealing his handsome face that attracted passers-by to turn their heads frequently - if you ignore his cheeks that were now puffed up like a pufferfish.

The midsummer sun fell on his trembling goose down eyelashes, reflecting the sky-blue pupils clearly and brightly.

Feng Hayarin stepped forward and kissed the boy when he bent down subconsciously, and then helped him put on his sunglasses.

The irritable mood was suddenly blown away by the evening breeze. Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, and when he saw his girlfriend pick up a box of fried pork chops, he leaned his head closer: "Ah——"

"It smelled quite good just now?" She forked a piece and fed it to Gojo Satoru, and stuffed a piece for herself.

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and chewed twice, his blue eyes lit up slightly: "Delicious."

"Ah, I want more." The ending tone was soft, and the person who was still angry just now narrowed his cat eyes and looked happy.

Feng Zaolin stuffed him another piece, and said with a smile: "Don't you have another box?"

The scheming cat turned a deaf ear.

He would not do it if his girlfriend could feed him. After this box is finished, his girlfriend can continue to feed him with the next box.

The two walked all over the street, carrying a lot of messy bags in their hands. The last check-in point on the stamp paper was an ice cream shop.

The neon lights in the distance gradually lit up, coating the boy's angry side face with a gentle halo.

Gojo Satoru stood at the door of the store with large and small bags, looking up and complaining loudly: "Ahhhhh! How can this be sweet!"

They went to more than a dozen stores one after another. Except for the front one, which could be next to desserts, the ones behind had nothing to do with desserts. Durian, round fans, scarves, forget it, why is there an Ultraman T-shirt? This is obviously something that only children wear. Forget it. 

I'll give it to Jie when I get back. Jie, who is far away in the technical high school, said thank you. 

Even though it looks like a normal ice cream shop, Gojo Satoru has lost all confidence after the blow he suffered before. He stood at the door and sighed. 

Thinking of the ups and downs along the way. 

"Will it be wasabi ice cream?" Feng Haya Rin touched his chin and guessed randomly. 

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and prepared himself before entering the store. 

"Yes, our designated dessert is saury ice cream!" 

What flavor? ? ? Say it again? ? ? 

The fearless Gojo Young Master was frightened by this flavor and took a big step back. 

Feng Haya Rin silently retreated to the door of the store, not wanting to touch the ice cream that sounded very strange. 

Gojo Satoru glanced at the dozen crooked stamps on the stamp paper, and now there was only one stamp left. 

"...Two...saury...ice cream." The boy said weakly. 

Sometimes, Rin Kazehaya also admired his persistence in limited desserts. 

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, feeling that he might be cursed. Why did he participate in this event? 

Rin Kazehaya refused to touch the saury ice cream, but she was very considerate and took away a few packaging bags to make it easier for Gojo Satoru to take the ice cream. 

Gojo Satoru took two servings of saury ice cream and felt a chill in the hot summer. 

If this is the main function of this ice cream, it is indeed very effective. 

Rin Kazehaya looked at the dark ice cream and tentatively said, "Satoru, why don't you try it?" 

What flavor is this? She was indeed a little curious. 

Gojo Satoru's already ugly face became even uglier. He felt not only the fishy smell of saury but also the heart of his girlfriend who didn't care about his life or death. 

Now he just wanted to throw this thing into the place where it should be, such as the trash can in front. 

The snow-blue eyes stared at him intently. Gojo Satoru felt that he was bewitched and actually lowered his head to take a tentative bite. 

"Ugh..." 

The fusion of fishy smell and ice cream is simply inhumane, causing a strong nausea as soon as it enters the mouth. It is really hard to describe. In one word, it should only be in the trash can instead of the store. 

Feng Haya Rin didn't expect that he actually ate it. She felt guilty for a moment, and quickly took out the puff from her pocket, tore it open and leaned forward. 

"Go... Ugh!" As soon as she opened her mouth, someone stuffed a mouthful of ice cream into her mouth at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. 

Although she closed her mouth quickly, not much ice cream entered her mouth, but a lot of it was stained on her lips. 

"What a disgusting taste." When the salty and sweet taste exploded on the tip of her tongue, it was so unpalatable that Feng Haya Rin's pupils shook. 

This taste should really be given to Jie to try, so that he can judge whether the curse core is unpalatable or the saury ice cream is unpalatable. 

Xia Yujie: "No thanks." 

The cat who did something bad smiled happily. 

Feng Haya Rin didn't have time to get angry, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe it off. 

It's so disgusting, what kind of biological bomb is this, it's more terrifying than my mother's loving cooking. 

The combination of fish and ice cream doubles the fishy smell, which is simply inhumane. 

"Let's go." Gojo Satoru threw the ice cream in his hand into the trash can, pulled his girlfriend who was biting a puff to suppress the taste and asked: "How about beef tongue for dinner?" 

There are many beef tongue specialty stores in Sendai, and the meat varieties are stable, which is very famous in Japan. 

Feng Haya Rin didn't want to pay attention to him, turned her back and continued to eat puffs. 

Angry? 

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, stretched out his hands to hug his girlfriend, put his head on her shoulders, and asked with a smile: "Are you really angry?" 

"Go away." The girl swallowed the puff in her mouth and squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"Don't be angry." Gojo Satoru rubbed his head back and forth, lying like a spoiled child: "At worst, I can go buy another one to eat."

Hearing this, Feng Hayabusa Rin turned around and said to the boy, "Okay."

The boy froze for a moment after making such a bold statement. He couldn't imagine that his girlfriend would really be willing to do this to him. He pulled down his sunglasses and looked at her pitifully with his beautiful blue eyes.

Feng Hayabusa Rin looked back at him expressionlessly.

Finally, the heartbroken cat went back into the ice cream shop and bought a dark saury ice cream.

"It's so disgusting." Gojo Satoru wanted to vomit after taking a bite, but his eyes swept over the girl who was hugging her arms next to him, and he started to take the second bite with a bitter face.

"Let's go, I'm hungry." Feng Hayabusa Rin said lightly.

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up, and he immediately threw the ice cream in his hand into the trash can, grinning and asking: "What are you eating?" "

Look down." Feng Hayabarin wiped off the black residue on the boy's lips with a tissue, then took out a puff from his pocket

, tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth: "Didn't you say beef tongue?" The sweetness quickly overwhelmed the fishy smell. Gojo Satoru chewed the puff and said vaguely: "I want to eat dessert again."

Feng Hayabarin hummed lightly.

At night, Feng Hayabarin lay on the bed in the hotel and sent messages to Naoko. The main content was whether that guy disliked her?

Naoko Ieiri showed that it was being input, and soon a message came: "It's impossible, that guy wants to turn into a sloth and stick to you."

Feng Hayabarin poked the screen hard and replied: "He actually booked two rooms!"

Naoko Ieiri: "That's really unexpected, not too scumbag."

Naoko Ieiri: "If you really care so much, why not tie him up?"

Feng Hayabarin's eyes lit up and thought it was a good idea.

The idea of ​​night attack on stupid cats sounds good.

At two o'clock in the morning, the moonlight flowed across the handmade carpet of the hotel suite.

Gojo Satoru tossed and turned in bed, completely unable to sleep. The phone beside the bed lit up, but he was in no mood to open it.

He wanted to hug his sweet and soft girlfriend.

The white head was buried in the pillow, like an ostrich.

I really want to kiss her, and I really want to hug Rin to sleep.

Gojo Satoru wailed, rolled over on the bed for a few times, and then sat up.

How about going over now?

That's just a normal physiological phenomenon. Anyway, they are boyfriend and girlfriend, and they will do more intimate things in the future.

Just as he was struggling, the pale blue eyes suddenly flashed, and Gojo Satoru looked at the door.

Soon, he raised the corners of his lips, lay down and quickly posed in a perfect side-lying arc, and closed his eyes peacefully.

"Alohomora."

The door quietly opened a crack.

The room was quiet, with only the boy's shallow breathing.

"Are you sleeping so soundly?" Fenghaya Rin tilted her head in some confusion, looked at the boy on the bed, and curiously moved over.

She lay on the edge of the bed and watched for a long time, and suddenly felt that her entanglement was inexplicable.

Forget it, stupid cat, why bother with him.

She climbed onto the bed, pulled away the boy's arms, and curled herself up to find a comfortable position.

Gojo Satoru quietly opened his eyes and met a pair of beautiful snow-blue eyes close at hand.

"Where's the goodnight kiss?" Seeing that he was not pretending to sleep, Feng Zaolin pulled his collar, pretending to be dissatisfied.

The familiar breath covered him, and even the air became a little sweeter. The warm breath entangled with the sweetness of macarons.

She wrapped her arms around him, and the tip of her tongue went in first and licked softly.

The moisture in her mouth was almost completely taken away, and the oxygen in her chest was not enough for her brain to function. The dizzy and distorted feeling made Feng Zaolin want to stop. Gojo Satoru, who clung to her like a large cat, snorted in dissatisfaction from his nose, then grabbed the arm across the middle, pressed it against his head and continued to make out.

Wet eyes, sweet panting, rosy cheeks.

Everything stimulates the nerves.

I want more, I want to see a cuter Rin.

He slightly distanced himself, but of course this was not the end. His lips and tongue moved down, leaving scarlet marks along the way, and the depression of the collarbone was maliciously sucked out of petal-shaped bruises.

Where the lips and tongue stayed, there were faint water stains.

The girl's porcelain-white skin turned a light cherry pink, and the whole person looked like she had just been fished out of a honey pot.

The kiss was sticky and lingering like melted chocolate under the sun.

"Well...uncomfortable..." Gojo Satoru buried his head in the girl's neck and whispered stickyly.

Uncomfortable?

Fenghaya Rin was stunned for a moment, and pulled out a certain cat head.

The six-eyed god's eyes were bright red as if she had smeared rouge, and her delicate cheeks were flushed with passion.

At this moment, she also realized why the other party was uncomfortable.

So beautiful.

Feng Zaolin blushed, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand slowly downwards. As soon as his fingertips touched the spirited little cat, a certain big cat jumped up like its fur stood on end.

Isn't it uncomfortable?

"..." She was startled by his extreme reaction and felt that her brain might explode.

The dazed Gojo Satoru suddenly woke up because of this direct stimulation to his brain.

"I'm going to take a shower..." The earlobe exposed between the snow-white hair was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood. The boy grabbed his white hair that had exploded into a dandelion, and said shyly and helplessly.