Curse Back to Five Summers: Best Friends Are an Excuse for Couples

Once again, Gojo Satoru was overjoyed when he saw Geto Suguru taking the initiative.

Reaching out and grabbing the hem of Geto's clothes, Gojo Satoru said mischievously, "The tent has been put away for a long time, aren't you worried about being seen, Mr. Geto?"

Geto Suguru slowly left Gojo Satoru's eyelids and met his teasing gaze.

He laughed mischievously, grabbed Gojo Satoru's wrist with his backhand, and pulled him upstairs.

"Since Wu is afraid of being seen, then just hide where no one can see you."

Gojo Satoru was obviously very happy but still pretended not to understand and reminded him, "Where are you taking me, Mr. Getsu? The barbecue table and chairs in the yard haven't been put away yet."

Xia Yujie curled his lips into a smile and said, "You can collect it later."

The lights were not on, and in the dim light, Geto Suguru was more anxious and enthusiastic than ever before.

Geto Suguru's lips were right on the side of Gojo Satoru's neck, and his disordered breathing was filled with the faint aroma of beer.

Gojo Satoru leaned against the cold wall, his nostrils filled with the faint aroma of wine, which he could hardly stand.

For someone who doesn't drink, just the smell will make you dizzy.

"Mr. Geta, Mr. Geta, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Geto Suguru's hand suddenly covered Gojo Satoru's mouth.

She refused him to speak, refused him to say anything to spoil the fun, and suppressed Gojo Satoru with an unyielding dominance.

Geto Suguru didn't like to talk when he was immersed in something, and he was still the same at this moment, like a cold and talkative guy.

With his mouth covered, Gojo Satoru smiled and gave up resisting, letting Geto Takeru do whatever he wanted.

Xia Yujie kept calling a name in his ear - "Satoru, Satoru..."

In the darkness, Gojo Satoru, with a dazed look in his eyes, couldn't help but ask him, "Don't you find it weird every time you call my name?"

Geto Suguru suddenly froze and stopped all movements. He slowly turned his head and looked into Gojo Satoru's eyes in the darkness.

His stunned and innocent expression made Gojo Satoru's breathing disordered. What the answer was suddenly no longer important at this moment. Or rather, he did not want to nor had the courage to hear the real answer at this time.

Gojo Satoru turned over and took back the initiative at the critical moment.

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Geto Suguru's alcohol tolerance is not very good, and he is a little drunk at the moment. Gojo Satoru is a little unhappy that he didn't get the kiss he wanted. Even so, he still got up and went to the yard downstairs to clean up the mess.

After returning home, I took the person to take a shower and clean up. It was already midnight when everything was done.

After taking a bath, Geto Suguru felt a little less drunk. He opened his eyes and saw Gojo Satoru leaning on the bed, looking at his cell phone, where the moonlight was shining in.

"Don't you want to sleep?" he asked lazily.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips and said unhappily after a long while, "Didn't we agree to go to a bar together? I'm looking for a good bar."

Xia Yujie turned over lazily, put his arm around Gojo Satoru's waist, and said in a voice as light as a feather, "Are you really going? Satoru doesn't drink, right?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyelashes and looked at Geto Suguru's handsome face with his eyes closed. He sneered, "Because I want to get you drunk."

Xia Yujie smiled with his eyes closed in a half-asleep state, "Wu wants to get me drunk to do something bad?"

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction. He didn't deny it, but admitted it readily, "I did want to do something bad. I wanted to erase the figure in your mind and replace it with mine."

Xia Yujie curled his lips and smiled, "The person in my heart is you."

Maybe, I do have some weight in Geto Suguru's heart, but I still can't compare with that person.

Because of his self-confidence and because he believes he is the strongest, Gojo Satoru can compromise in other aspects, except when it comes to love.

He found that although he seemed to have a chance of winning in the eyes of others, he did not have the slightest advantage when compared to the person in Geto Suguru's heart.

I had previously convinced myself to be magnanimous and not to argue or get jealous with an impossible person.

However, at the moment when the matter reached its climax, Gojo Satoru, who had been rejected for a kiss time and time again, felt as if he was poured with basins of cold water, or even a surge that hit him head-on, choking him so much that even breathing was accompanied by tearing pain.

The intense sense of loss was like a noose wrapped around his neck, tightening continuously until he could hardly breathe.

Gojo Satoru was very afraid that he would lose control. He was afraid that he would uncontrollably use those dark thoughts that had not been put into action on Geto Suguru.

Watch him transform from a quietly blooming camellia into a tattered petal in a dark corner, completely destroyed by him.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes in annoyance and swiped his fingers quickly across the screen of his phone.

This is the local service APP recommended to him by Glass. It has various restaurants, hotels, izakayas, bars and other stores, which can be booked online and rated online.

Half an hour ago, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but send a message to Nozomi, asking her to recommend some reliable bars.

Glass first scolded him for being rude for disturbing others in the middle of the night, but in the end she still sent the APP to him and gave it to several places she had been to, allowing Gojo Satoru to choose.

At the end, Glass even joked with him, "Gojo, you've only been a teacher for a short time and you're already thinking about going to a bar? You learn bad habits very quickly."

Gojo Satoru didn't care about her joke and said he wanted to take his lover to broaden his horizons.

Perhaps Gojo Satoru's explanation was too straightforward, leaving Glass silent for several seconds. After a long while, she smiled ambiguously and reminded him, "Don't do bad things when you're drunk."

As Gojo Satoru browsed through the bars provided by Glass, he thought fiercely in his heart, I'm going to do this bad thing.

Now, he looked at Geto Suguru again. The slightly drunk man closed his eyes and fell asleep with his arms around his waist without any defense.

Gojo Satoru even wondered, if Geto Suguru was completely drunk, would he still be able to keep his head clear as before and be able to figure out who was entangled with him?

If he couldn't tell the difference, would he not be so vigilant against me, and would he allow me to do evil to him?

Will you ever forget the person deep in your heart at some point and spend a few minutes to yourself?

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but reach out and touch Geto Suguru's scattered hair, but his eyes were full of displeasure.

How did Gojo Satoru end up like this in front of his best friend?

Thinking of this, he felt very sad again.

What on earth did he do to lure Geto Suguru into bed?

If you think about it carefully, he has hardly done anything good. All he has done is provide a little companionship and some free emotional value. That's all, right?

However, Geto Suguru was moved by these things and even said that he liked him.

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