[MTL, BL] Social Fear Players, Forced to Become King

Chapter 96

The lips and teeth are soft and slightly cold to the touch.

The tip of their noses staggered, and Gojo Satoru could clearly see his own eyes in each other's pupils and the white snowflakes slowly falling from the pitch-black sky at a close distance.

very beautiful.

For a time, Wutiaowu couldn't tell whether he was praising himself or praising the eyes of the other party.

The white-haired sorcerer slowly stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist. The back of his white ears was dyed with a thin layer of red that no one could see.

At this moment, the beating of the heart seemed to slow down, hugging the other party into the protection range of his "Unlimited" technique, and the corners of his heart seemed to be filled with some unknown emotion.

Before the strongest magician could hold on to this moment, the man in his arms pushed him away, and he was about to run away.

Wujo Satoru was unprepared for a while, took a step back, and when he realized that Nanami Makoto was about to run away, he instantly moved to the other party's escape route.

I saw that the person who was thinking about it was like a newborn deer, slamming into his arms.

"Are you crying?" Gojo Satoru suddenly held up the other's face.

On that breathtakingly beautiful face, the ends of the beautiful eyes were flushed with blush, and the crystals glittering in the bottom of the eyes, the clear liquid that was about to fall, was like a flowing moonlight.

- I want to be kissed even more.

"Let me go." Nanami Makoto looked at the man who was in trouble, took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his voice, and said.

At this moment, the emotions seem to be stretched into a straight line, and it will only burst a little bit.

Even though he tried to control it, there was still a little trembling in his voice when he spoke.

This time, Gojo Satoru finally started to feel troublesome after realizing it.

It seems that you accidentally made people cry?

The strongest magician who is quite novice in love, not much stronger than elementary school students, smells the seriousness of the problem.

"You..." Wujo Satoru rarely began to consider his vocabulary, but he didn't know what to say for a long time.

In the end, he sighed and softened his voice: "Don't go, okay?"

A warm liquid dripped from the hand holding the other's cheeks.

Gojo Satoru felt that it was astonishingly hot at this moment. "Try to like this world, take it as my request," Gojo Satoru

said, "Just for a month, if you still don't want to stay, then I won't stop you anymore, okay?"

The ego man, speaking non-imperative words, is nothing short of a miracle.

However, Makoto Nanami was the only one who could not decisively resist this non-aggressive tenderness.

He fell silent for a while.

In the end, wanting to get out of the game in such a violent way is just an emotional impulse decision for a while.

"If you don't reply, I'll take it as your acquiescence?" Gojo Satoru successfully raised the corners of his lips and lightly pinched the face of the person in front of him.