Chapter 67

Looking at the boy who was lying in the room without moving, Feng Zao Lin kicked him with her foot: "Go away."

How could she suddenly attack on New Year's Day? Her parents were still downstairs. If they found out, she would be doomed.

Gojo Satoru held down her kicking calf with one hand, and glanced at his girlfriend who looked unhappy. Then her long goose-down eyelashes trembled, and finally drooped in vain to cover half of her blue pupils.

The boy said in a low and lost voice: "But I haven't seen Rin for a long time."

"It's okay. Although it took four hours to drive from Kyoto to Tokyo, it doesn't matter if Rin doesn't want to see me." The frosty white hair drooped listlessly. Gojo Satoru felt wronged and pitiful. In the end, he pretended to be strong and said: "It's okay, even if I have to be treated as a mascot when I go back, even if I can't see Rin, I am very strong. It's okay, don't feel sorry for me."

The blue eyes that pretended to be clear sky dimmed at this moment, and the delicate and beautiful face was full of fragility.

Although I know that this guy is 80% pretending, and what he said is definitely exaggerated, but this pitiful look.

It's like seeing a staggering, skinny and dirty cat on the street corner in winter, and you can't help but think: "How pitiful, if I leave it alone, it will definitely not survive this winter."

At this moment, Feng Hayarin felt that the words in his mouth could not be said at all. He always felt that it would be inhumane to really drive him away.

The 1.9-meter-tall boy lay on the girl with grievance, and his lonely tone was no longer as proud as before: "Really don't feel sorry for me, I'm fine, really."

I always felt that I was tricked.

Moreover, the desperate thing is that the brain realized it, but the heart was still reluctant.

"Why did you come here?" Feng Hayarin stared at the ceiling, his fingertips sank into the silver-white hair and said: "Aren't you accepting worship? It's okay to run away?"

The plan succeeded!

Gojo Satoru buried his head in the girl's neck, and the whole cat was restlessly arching and sniffing.

Feng Haya Rin raised her hand to hold down a certain white head, squinted her eyes and asked again: "How did you get here?"

She was not asking about the means of transportation.

"I sent a message to Rin." The white head that was held down stopped moving, opened its mouth and bit the little bit of the girl's collarbone that was exposed from the collar, and said vaguely and happily: "I came here if you agreed~"

"????" Feng Haya Rin was full of question marks, when did she agree?

Gojo Satoru used his collarbone to play with his teeth, kissing and biting.

The wet feeling was not pleasant, especially since this guy liked to poke it deliberately with his canine teeth. The little stinging was not very uncomfortable, but of course it was not very pleasant.

Feng Haya Rin pushed the person away, sat up and said: "When did I agree?"

"On the phone."

The cat that was pushed away was a little unhappy, and reached out to hug the person again.

Mobile phone?

Feng Haya Rin remembered that when she went to bed, she threw her mobile phone on the bed.

"Let go of my hand, I'll go find a cell phone." She patted the big cat's shoulder and said skillfully, "I'll hug you later."

After finally hugging his sweet and soft girlfriend, Gojo Satoru didn't want to let go.

His blue eyes flashed and aimed in a certain direction. Then he opened his hand, and the next second the cell phone flew over like an iron needle attracted by a magnet.

It has to be said that Gojo Satoru has studied the use of the technique to the extreme. It can protect teeth in front, find things in the back, and teleport to travel.

I wonder if the Gojo family knows that their own techniques can be so fancy?

Feng Haya Rin took the phone and clicked on the chat interface. Sure enough, there were several unread messages, all from Gojo Satoru.

"I'm so bored, I miss you."

"Why don't I go find you."

One minute later.

"Not answering means you agree! I'll go!"

There was a one-minute time difference between the two sentences. Even if she didn't sleep, she couldn't reply so quickly, right?

Feng Haya Rin was speechless. How could this be considered her consent?

Gojo Satoru pointed at the last message and said proudly, "I did ask."

He didn't come here on his own, he had reported to his girlfriend in advance.

"When are you going back?" Feng Hayarin rubbed his forehead, gave up arguing with this guy about this issue, and warned instead: "My family will never let you stay!"

This is the last bottom line.

"What?" Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks, then thought of something and became discouraged.

"Although I really want to stay, I have something important to do tomorrow."

In addition to the New Year's Hatsumode, the Gojo family also needs to worship their ancestors. As the next head of the family, although he can be willful, he must participate in this kind of thing.

Hearing this, Feng Hayarin felt relieved.

She is not so careless that she can keep a beautiful girl in a golden house under the eyes of her parents.

Cats' love is always straightforward and frank.

"I miss you so much." Gojo Satoru said while pecking and kissing the girl's cheek, again and again, looking very happy.

Feng Zha Lin then realized that the two of them had not met since the winter vacation. There were some things to deal with at the Chamber

of Commerce, and she had been going there frequently recently, so even her reply rate had dropped a lot. But the boy still sent her a lot of messages every day, and through his messages, Feng Zha Lin had learned a lot about the Gojo family.

"I miss you too." She curved her eyebrows, leaned in and kissed the boy's lips: "I miss you very much."

The cat's tail was about to rise when she heard this, but she still pretended to be serious and said: "You have been more than the score recently."

"Hmm?" Feng Hayarin asked: "For example?"

Gojo Satoru counted on his fingers and said: "You have been replying to messages a lot slower. We had agreed to go to the hot springs during the winter vacation, but we broke the promise. The time we spent on the phone has also been shortened a lot."

Feng Hayarin did not quibble, but just held the boy's face and kissed him several times before saying seriously: "I have been a little busy recently. I will pay attention next time."

"Hmm~" Gojo Satoru's eyes were sparkling, and he hugged the girl like a child and rubbed against her, saying coquettishly: "Satoru-chan likes you the most~"

Feng Hayarin touched his head, with a smile in his eyes.

"Baby, are you awake?"

The sudden knock on the door broke the warm atmosphere in the room.

The boy's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Zaolin hurriedly pushed the person onto the bed, lifted the quilt to cover the person, and in order to prevent the cat from making trouble, she also crawled into the quilt and half pressed the person, covering the cat's mouth with her hand.

"Mom, Mom!" The girl's voice was so sweet that it was about to fall: "I'm changing clothes!"

A muffled laugh came from under the quilt, and the hot and wet tongue suddenly licked her palm.

The sound of the doorknob turning stopped abruptly, and the woman outside had a little surprise in her voice: "Just got up? Then mom and dad are going to grandma's house, baby, are you going?"

Rin Fenghaya glanced at the big cat blinking its big eyes in her hand, and continued to say to the outside: "No, I will go to grandma's tomorrow."

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, she had to go to the shrine to worship, and her grandmother's house was near the shrine. Every year, she would visit her grandmother after the first ceremony.

"Okay, mom and dad will be back after preparing the tribute for grandma. If you are hungry, there are cakes and desserts in the refrigerator. Eat some first." Saori Fenghaya reminded: "Don't starve yourself. By the way, dad told you not to cook."

The guy who failed cooking class since childhood, for some reason, has been full of self-confidence recently and wants to go to the kitchen whenever he has time.

Unlike her daughter, Saori Fenghaya is very self-aware of her cooking skills. After all, her mother's cooking skills are worse, and it was Rin's grandfather who cooked when she was a child.

After her grandfather passed away, it was Fenghaya who went to cook for her mother-in-law, because the nanny had to take a holiday during the Chinese New Year.

Feng Haya Rin felt that she was despised. If it were any other time, she would definitely go downstairs to argue with her father, but now, she could only answer with frustration: "I know."

Feng Haya Saori gave a few more instructions before leaving.

Her palms were a little wet, and Feng Haya Rin looked down at the boy's innocent eyes.

She felt like she was having an affair.

She threw away the mess in her mind, then got up and ran to lock the door, then went to pick up the controller that had been thrown aside, sat on the carpet and controlled it while saying: "Let's go watch the fireworks tonight."

There will be New Year's Eve fireworks in Tokyo.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru, who had come here with the idea of ​​celebrating the New Year together, quickly agreed, and slowly crawled out, lying on the girl without walking properly, staring at the screen with a bad look.

After the girl controlled the heroine to click on a picture, he still couldn't help but snatch the controller away: "You are not allowed to play."

Are the game characters as good-looking as him?

Feng Haya Rin had to admit that even the original game drawings were not half as good as the boy's style, but she was only one ending away from this game.

"I'm still one ending away."

The snow-blue eyes stared at the boy without blinking.

Gojo Satoru pressed the tip of his tongue against his canine teeth. Although he was very jealous, when his eyes swept over the girl's eager eyes.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm here to fight, isn't it just the last ending."

"Huh?"

Looking at the boy who really started to operate the handle, Feng Haya Rin laughed out loud, and did not object. Instead, she leaned on the boy with interest to see how he planned to capture the male protagonist of the game.

The last ending was more like a competition than a love affair. There were all kinds of difficult problems, from advanced mathematics to codes, which could be called a learning simulator in the game industry.

Gojo Satoru also lived up to expectations and cleared the most difficult level. The male protagonist spent 5 million US dollars to hold their wedding.

Dinner time.

Feng Hayabusa looked suspiciously at his daughter who was carrying a bunch of desserts upstairs after dinner, and looked at his wife and asked, "Did Xiaolin eat so much today?"

"It's puberty." Feng Hayabusa Saori put the baked butter cookies into the bamboo basket, and the glass earrings swayed in the warm light. "I have to go to the fireworks festival with my classmates later."

There was a rustling sound from the second floor.

Gojo Satoru had just swallowed the last bite of strawberry daifuku when his girlfriend pushed him against the bay window.

Feng Hayabusa Rin: "You go wait for me outside, I'll change my clothes and come down."

I always felt that the current situation was strange, and Gojo Satoru sat on the window frame thinking.

Seeing that he didn't move, Feng Hayabusa Rin leaned over and kissed his cheek, and softened her voice to coax him: "I will really go down soon."

The neon lights on the streets of Tokyo flickered, like stars falling in the night sky, scattered in every corner of the city.

Shibuya Crossing, known as one of the busiest intersections in the world, was even more crowded as the countdown to the New Year approached.

Wuxiajie skillfully isolated himself from other people's contact, and Gojo Satoru protected his girlfriend in his arms.

When the countdown bell gradually sounded, the crowd began to boil, some were roaring and some were shouting.

At this moment, all the troubles were thrown behind their heads, and everyone was looking forward to welcoming the new year.

"10-9-8..."

"3-2..."

Feng Hayarin held his breath.

"-1."

The New Year's fireworks that rose with the cheers of the crowd exploded in the air, and the colorful lights illuminated the entire street.

Feng Hayarin hugged the boy's waist, rubbed his head against his chest, and then raised his head, saying with curved eyebrows: "Satoru! Happy New Year!"

Gojo Satoru, who was infected by the emotions of the people around him, was stunned for a moment, and replied a little silly: "Happy New Year."

"Bend down!"

Feng Hayarin tugged at his collar.

Hearing this, the boy blinked his beautiful big eyes and bent down obediently.

In the excited crowd on the street, the girl stood on tiptoe and hooked the boy's neck, and pressed her red lips on the boy's slightly cool lips