In the narrow cubicle, Kasahara Fuka-Eri lowered her head in silence.
On the table were exquisite ceramic plates, small wine cups and cups filled with wine. The wine was almost overflowing in the small wine cup, and the transparent light yellow color trembled slightly on the edge of the bowl. She took a bite of the food and picked it up again.
He took a sip of sake. Opposite him, Natsuki Li held the wine glass in both hands and fed Fujiwara Izaya some wine with a sweet smile.
"Master, do you want to drink?"
In the red flames, she was as beautiful as a burning flower.
Fujiwara Izaya drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and controlled his emotions a little: "Lizi, I have to go out to buy it later..."
"Shh!" Xia Xili pressed her fingers to his lips, her beautiful eyes looking particularly lingering, "If you hold back for ten minutes, I will reward you."
"..."
Seeing his dazed look, Xia Xili smiled and threw her upper body into his arms.
Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and glanced at the collar of her open yukata. The white collarbone made people salivate.
"Can you tell me what the reward is first?" he asked.
"Of course I'll give it to you, my aunt." Xia Xili lazily leaned into his arms, playing the inch-stop challenge with him again with her hands under the table.
Fujiwara Izaya pushed her shoulder slightly: "Sister Fuka-Eri is watching..."
"Oh." Xia Xili responded nonchalantly.
"Calm down!" Fujiwara Izaya quietly raised his gaze and looked at Kasahara Fuka-Eri.
My sister was eating with her head down, and most of the food on the table went into her mouth. After eating half full, she sat motionless, her posture like a well-trained animal in a certain place.
The place sits quietly, motionless, waiting for the owner to take it away.
"Are you shy?" Xia Xili squeezed him hard.
"Hiss—" Fujiwara Izaya took a breath and resisted the urge to hold her down and beat her up, "Aren't you shy?"
"Me, of course not." Xia Xili grabbed her favorite little Izaya, her eyes filled with moisture, "Fuka Eri is going to push my butt in the future, why should I be shy in front of her?"
Opposite me, Kasahara Fuka-Eri, who was concentrating on eating, raised her head: "What are you pushing your butt?"
"..." Fujiwara Izaya was speechless for a moment.
"Haha, it means you and I have a good relationship." Xia Xili was being naughty while smiling at Kasahara Fuka-Eri like a good sister.
"No." Kasahara Fuka-Eri said in a tone that lacked fluctuations, "I only have a cooperative relationship with you. After that, I will not have any interaction with you."
"No, this can't be done." Xia Xili sped up, "Xiao Lin is obviously interested in you, and I don't want to make him sad."
Auntie, I really cried to death... Fujiwara Izaya was moved in his heart, and he was also a little admired: "How can you see that I am interested in her?"
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked outside with no interest.
The summer festival is still going on, but the fireworks are over. The sky is surprisingly bright, and intermittent clouds are slowly moving from the sea to the mountain side.
"I want you to hug her, will you?" Xia Xili smiled, straightened her white index finger, lifted Fujiwara Izaya's chin, and continued to move her other hand and asked: "Don't lie, I can see it.
from."
"I want to hug her." Fujiwara Izaya's heartbeat was very fast. His hands followed the tight curve of her waist and held her tightly in his arms. He gasped and said, "But that's purely because of her beautiful appearance.
Yes, what does it have to do with liking?"
"With your status, will you be short of beauties?" Xia Xili's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Since I was a child, apart from my advantages, I have never seen you taking advantage of those gods and sisters."
"..."
This woman knows herself so well!
Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her moving hand and sighed: "Don't shake my bottom out."
Xia Xili puffed up her cheeks unhappily and glared at him as her hands were grabbed to prevent her from moving.
"Sister Kami...what do you mean?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri finally found something she was interested in.
"He, he has been pampered by various gods since he was a child." Xia Xili leaned against Fujiwara Izaya and replied lazily, "In addition to imitating the Great Tengu, his more important identity is that he is a long-lasting man.
Wild mountain god.”
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked at Fujiwara Izaya with a cold look in her eyes: "You didn't tell me this!"
"..." Fujiwara Izaya shrugged his shoulders as if he had nothing to say.
Xia Xili opened her mouth and revealed the meaning of this action: "The relationship between you and me is not enough to say this, haha."
"Understood." Kasahara Fukae lowered her head expressionlessly and resumed eating.
The cubicle fell silent for a moment, and Xia Xili's hands resumed their lazy movements. The mountain breeze with the scent of the sea swayed the campfire irregularly and the soft hair of the two women. Fuka-Eri Kasahara
Pushing the hair away from her forehead in disgust, Fujiwara Izaya glanced at her and saw that the left half of her face was reflected red by the bonfire, the same color as her hair.
After thinking for a while, he began to explain: "It's not that we can't talk about it, but I don't have the right time to talk about it. I'm afraid you might think I'm showing off or something."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri did not raise her head, but paused with her fingertips holding the wine glass.
The firelight shone through the cracks of the lantern, making the cubicle very hot, and a soft rose color appeared on her cheeks.
"See, you explained it to her." Xia Xili squeezed him tightly as if she was jealous, "With your character, if you weren't interested in her, would you care about her emotions?"
"G, let go..." Fujiwara Izaya twisted his face and begged for mercy, "Please be gentle, what should I do if I break it..."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri raised her head again, and was about to persuade Xia Xili, but her sight could only see Xia Xili's arm moving slightly next to Fujiwara Izaya. As for what was under the table, she didn't know.
So he asked with some confusion: "What are you doing?"
"I'm helping him exercise." Xia Xili said without blushing or heartbeat.
"Oh." Kasahara Fuka-Eri believed it.
There was no doubt in her expression at all, and Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself: Sooner or later, such a stupid woman will be deceived by him.
"Do you want to hug Miss Fuka-Eri?" Natsuki asked pretending to be cute.
"Well, I've thought about it all, but based on my desire for beauty..."
Fujiwara Izaya defended hesitantly, and Xia Xili smiled calmly, pointing her finger at the tip of her nose: "Don't you just like a big sister with black stockings like me?"
"...That's right."
Fujiwara Izaya admitted it unconvincingly.
Frankly speaking, there is nothing better than a big sister with black stockings in this world. If there is, it can only be a young lady with white stockings.
"Isn't that right? It's impossible for you not to have thoughts about Fuka-Eri." Xia Xili looked at his features, as if looking at a scene of a knowing smile, "Besides, you and Miss Fuka-Eri are fundamentally different.
We are similar people."
"Where?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked first.
"As far as faces are concerned, there may not be much similarity between you two. It's just that there is something similar in your eyes - it surprises me from time to time. That's the impression." Xia Xili shrugged exaggeratedly, focusing his gaze on
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked a little sour.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri pursed her thin lips and looked at Fujiwara Izaya up and down with her deep eyes: "Do I have anything in common with his eyes?"
"Compared to the mouth, real emotions are more directly revealed in the eyes. I'm afraid this is something you two have in common." Xia Xili said, "For example, the exploration of the truth of things, passion, surprise, or doubts and conflicts, etc.
Subtle emotions tend to be expressed through the eyes."
"I'm not facially paralyzed!" Fujiwara Izaya retorted.
Who do you think has facial paralysis... Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked at him with murderous eyes.
"Hey, listen to me!" Xia Xili smiled calmly on her face, even a little seductively, "Fuka Eri's expression cannot be said to be rich, but those eyes are really very smart, like windows to the soul.
Like that. As for Xiao Linye, his expressions are quite rich, but they are all fake. Only eyes can represent real thoughts. That is something that you can't control even if you want to! Or maybe, just because you deliberately control your expressions, you are being
Only the controlled emotions are concentrated enough to show in the eyes."
Subconsciously, Fujiwara Izaya and Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked into each other's eyes.
Apart from each other's reflections, they didn't seem to notice much, but the reflections were like magnets, and once they were attracted, it was difficult to move away. But after a while, Kasahara Fuka-Eri seemed to feel humiliated for some reason.
, with a straight face.
"Okay, give him back to me." Xia Xili pulled Fujiwara Izaya's eyes back to her.
Fujiwara Izaya leaned his chin slightly on her head and said, "Even so, it cannot be concluded that she and I are the same person."
"I keep secrets in my heart that I can't tell, but I still want to protect them. Does this count?" Xia Xili asked.
"It doesn't count." Fujiwara Izaya shook his head.
"What's the use of lying in front of me?" Xia Xili turned around in his arms, raised her fingers to pull the silver thread in front of his eyes, "Look at how honest this dumb thing is."
"..." Fujiwara Izaya blushed.
"Also, you said you were annoying me and avoiding me, but in reality..." Xia Xili wiped her fingers on his collar and said sweetly and touchingly, "Actually, the only thing you like the most is
It could be me. You are avoiding me because you are worried that you will lose the freedom you think if you are too controlled by me."
"...Don't talk about these things so clearly." Fujiwara Izaya said frankly.
There is no doubt that he has a scumbag father who teaches by words and deeds. He is good at dealing with women and does not have much moral bottom line. But the only exception is Xia Xili, who is his childhood sweetheart and his relative.
Ever since he grew up, every time he met Xia Xili, his heart would always have emotions that were different from those of other women.
He likes Xia Xili.
For now, I can even call it the only one I really like.
But at the same time, the only thing he was afraid of was this aunt. From her perfect appearance to the deep pupils that seemed to hide something, everything was scary. Fujiwara Izaya thought to himself, if the road to the harem was cut off, the only possibility
It was cut off in my aunt's hands.
"My little bastard!" Xia Xili smiled with a hint of teasing at the corner of her mouth. She put one hand behind his back and hugged him tightly, and the other hand went behind her to untie the belt of her yukata: "Ten minutes have passed.
, are you ready to receive your reward?”
Kasahara Fuka-Eri stared with curious eyes, wondering what the reward was.
"What kind of reward is it..." Fujiwara Izaya asked in a hoarse voice.
"No, it's nothing special," Xia Xili's lips raised in pleasure, but her voice was extremely cold, "It's not so much a reward, but more of a torture to you, to let you know that I have been waiting for you to grow up all these years.
How lonely!”
"...I'll wait." Fujiwara Izaya smiled slightly.
Lizi is such a frank person, and what she expresses euphemistically has nothing to do with her.
As for what torture meant, he wasn't sure, but he thought it was nothing more than an upgraded version of the one just now.
"Don't move, or I'll be angry." Xia Xili opened her belt and spread her yukata.
But before Fujiwara Izaya could appreciate her body underneath, she leaned forward and wrapped the two of them in a yukata. At the same time, she reached behind Fujiwara Izaya and pulled off his belt.
The hustle and bustle outside was still going on, and there was only a little space in the cubicle. Even with Kasahara Fuka-Eri watching, Xia Xili was doing her own thing without any scruples. The flickering candlelight made the light quite hazy, and when she untied her belt, she
The sound made by the friction of silk sounds like the cry of living creatures.
After undressing, Natsuki Li sat on Fujiwara Izaya's lap.
"I'll give you a little sweet first." After saying that, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.
The thin yukata wrapped their bodies, as if a greenhouse was filled with body heat. Fujiwara Izaya felt that his whole body was sweating, and the smell of sweat made the air around him smell fragrant. After kissing for a long time, his whole body felt...
Xia Xili, filled with satisfaction and sweetness, nestled in his arms.
The atmosphere is quiet and comfortable.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked at the two of them for a while, then turned away and looked outside.
The entire sky was pitch black, with only red bonfires burning all over the mountain. Looking down from a high place, the scenery was extremely solemn and spectacular. The bonfires swaying in the wind reflected the dark leaves, and the visual effect was mysterious and alluring. Except for her, no one else
People know that in this small cubicle, the boy will be eaten soon.
"I got it." Natsuki Liji closed her eyes contentedly, listening to his heartbeat.
Because they had just kissed her, her voice sounded lazy. She was sweating a lot, and a strand of messy hair stuck to her cheek. Her eyebrows were much more charming than before, with a rich spring color.
"It feels so strange..." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her tighter, "What happened to you? You are much better than before."
"There are still many things you don't know." Xia Xili leaned on his strong shoulder and said in a lazy tone, "I'll give you some time to prepare. When you meet my aunt in the future, you will change your name to Queen."
"Queen?"
"A queen worthy of Xiao Linye."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xili kissed him, and her long hair fell on his abdomen.
Fujiwara Izaya tasted his feelings and thought about the changes.
Compared to before, it was harder for him to control himself in front of Xia Xili. This was definitely not his problem. After thinking about it, it could only be her problem. Similarly, Xia Xili seemed to be more charming and proactive. In this regard before
, generally speaking, she is always passive. Especially when she wants to hang with Fujiwara Izaya, let alone kiss her, she will express resistance even if he touches her.
However, for some reason today, Xia Xili seemed to actively pursue it.
What happened?
Fujiwara Izaya was puzzled by this.
Buried feelings suddenly welled up from deep within his heart, causing him to put aside his doubts and concentrate on enjoying himself.
Women are weird and weird, but I am cute alone... Fujiwara Izaya opened his eyes and reached behind his back to untie her and look for the hook.
There is no hook.
"In front." Xia Xili said vaguely.
Snap.
Fujiwara Izaya is becoming more and more proficient in untying the hook.
The feeling of the delicate skin is thinner than the pupa shell of a butterfly when it is about to emerge from its pupa, like a semi-dry and transparent pink after applying paint. Accompanied by the fragrance of the sea tide, the noise of the festival, and the bright white moonlight, it is as if
It makes the soul tremble more than ever.
"Huh?" Xia Xili then reacted and said "No--" as if refusing.
But rather than rejecting it, this sentence is obviously motivating him, asking him not to back down halfway.
What Fujiwara Izaya saw was a woman who was not shy, immersed in happiness and peaceful joy. The corners of her slightly opened mouth revealed white and sharp teeth, and a pair of furry ears appeared on the top of her head.
.
"?"
ear?
Fujiwara Izaya suddenly woke up.
"What on earth is going on?" He grabbed Xia Xili's shoulder and asked.
Because he was so excited, he couldn't control his strength for a while. In an instant, Xia Xili felt as if something was tightly binding her whole body, and that thing was filled with anger that could not be dissipated.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri's pupils narrowed.
In an instant, the crow's call filled the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, on the mountains near and far at night, countless wild birds emitted ferocious cries and quickly flew away from their nests, whistling and galloping past. The screams of wild boars and black bears in the mountains shook the night air. Groups of wild dogs
They also made disgusting barking sounds from passing through the sparse jungle. Countless people looked up and heard the sound like invisible distant thunder. Countless summer cicadas and fireflies were frightened and flew up. The faint light seemed to
Like a wandering soul with nowhere to go, it keeps wandering in the darkness.
The darkness of the summer night deepens.
The bonfire is reflected on the wine cup, like burning sparks.
Is this the wrath of the mountain god... Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked out the window from the eaves of the house. Thousands of fireflies were flying in the sky, leaving surprisingly vivid trails.
In a cubicle not far away, the two directors who were fighting suddenly raised their heads. But after a while, the mountain forest became quiet again, all the strange images disappeared, and only the wind blew by. In the darkness, beech leaves collided with each other.
"Are we too involved in playing?"
"……Maybe."
The two disheveled ladies looked at each other with solemn and confused expressions.
In the cubicle over here, Xia Xili frowned and looked like she was about to cry: "Why are you trying to show off to me—"
"Sorry, I..." Fujiwara Izaya opened his mouth and was speechless. In the silence, he kept touching her ears and tail with his hands, feeling the real touch, and his mood became more solemn.
Xia Xili didn't say anything, just stared at him accusingly.
This kind of gaze was not commensurate with my aunt's temperament, but she was just like that, and Fujiwara Izaya felt inexplicably ashamed.
"Let me ask you, did you... take Mrs. Tanimura as a shikigami spirit binder, just like Aunt Risa transformed from an ordinary person into a snow girl..." His words seemed to be spat out one by one, and their weight was like pouring.
As heavy as a football full of iron...
Xia Xili's accusing gaze faded away and she smiled in return.
"Want to know why?" she asked.
"think."
"Go hold Fuka-Eri."
"?"
Fujiwara Izaya and Kasahara Fuka-Eri both had question marks on their heads.
"Be obedient." Xia Xili was delighted with the feeling of her fingers touching the young man's body, and the concern he could not conceal at that moment, "Fuka Eri knows everything, either you pry open her mouth, or you hold her
listen to me."
"Sister Fuka-Eri, can you tell me?" Fujiwara Izaya turned around and asked.
From his eyes, one could see an unprecedented pleading, even a little humble... Kasahara Fuka-Eri blushed slightly, but chose to remain silent.
"Go quickly." Xia Xili kicked Fujiwara Izaya with her foot.
"I'm sorry, I need to know why..." Fujiwara Izaya knelt on his knees and crawled across the table.
Before they even touched her, Kasahara Fuka-Eri's face was congested with blood, all the way to her ears. When Fujiwara Izaya's hand touched her, she subconsciously panicked and tried to avoid it, but Fujiwara Izaya's arms held her tightly.
Stunned, she could only twist her lips slightly in the direction of Xia Xili.
Xia Xili was smiling happily.
Fuka-Eri is a monster with very keen senses, but emotionally she is no different from an idiot. On the one hand, she will not break her promise and reveal the content of the cooperation without authorization. On the other hand, she cannot turn a blind eye to Fujiwara Izaya's plea.
, can only be teased awkwardly.
"Just for a moment..." Fujiwara Izaya said this cautiously.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri grabbed the hem of his shirt with her left hand and pulled him down to stop him from getting too close. Her right hand grabbed his wrist, trembling like a frightened quail.
"Can you tell me?" Fujiwara Izaya asked Xia Xili.
"Hold on tighter." Xia Xilin said coaxingly, "Look at each other and say something. It will take two minutes to look back at me."
Fujiwara Izai had no choice but to hold Kasahara Fuka-Eri in front of him and let them look at each other.
Feel the innocence and warmth of the body along the palm of your hand. From Fuka-Eri's face to her chest, there is a tranquility and clarity like the red maple forest after the rain. And the nervous and overwhelmed crimson face
, looks like a ripe persimmon that will burst when poked. This face is matched with beautiful eyebrows, clear eyes that are extremely informative, an interesting nose, and two red lips that are thinner and sexier than ordinary people.
In order to ease the embarrassment, Fujiwara Izai said as if he had nothing to say: "Uh, I have a question, will you kill me later?"
"...No." Kasahara Fuka-Eri sobbed and trembled, her lips were moist and shiny, like a peach, with an appropriate bright red color. It can be said that they are small, cute but sexy red lips.
"Why don't you hit me a few times later?" Fujiwara Izaya said, "Although I said I wanted to melt you, this is not the way I wanted. If you don't hit me a few times, I'll feel a little sorry."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri wanted to raise her head, but the young man's breath kept entering her nose. Just as she moved her head, she immediately lowered her head and whispered: "Don't let Asuka know."
"..." Fujiwara Izaya then remembered that his schoolmates and seniors were waiting for him to buy shaved ice and go back.
Will you get scolded if you come back late?
Maybe I will be scorned by them throughout tonight.
But it doesn’t matter, my sister’s body is so great, and her tight and slender waist conveys a strange sense of intimacy that is beyond the slenderness of a human being. Fujiwara Izaya originally half-pushed and half-caught him up, but now he is a little intoxicated. Outside
The sea breeze was already very cool, but it was still very hot in the compartment. Their clothes and their fragrance all gave off the atmosphere of late spring.
"By the way, I have to praise you again." Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head slightly and looked at her hanging head, "The smell of Fuka-Eri's body is really good. As far as I am concerned, this is my favorite smell.
.”
"Shut up! Don't call me Fuka-Eri!" Kasahara Fuka-Eri was a little embarrassed.
This little guy is very good at pushing his limits. If nothing else, just look at the title: At first, she will be the respectful and polite Miss Kasahara, but as she gets acquainted with her, she will become Miss Fuka-Eri. Changing clothes in the tennis hall
After being alone in the room, he changed his name to Fuka-Eri sister without permission. Sometimes he would call her sister directly, which is really shameless. Now, he took the opportunity to call Fuka-Eri directly... What's the next one? My dear.
?Or call me madam? Or fast forward to the child’s mother?
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Kasahara Fuka-Eri gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly: "Rogue!"
When Fujiwara Izaya lowered his head and wanted to see her face, she closed her lips in a straight line and looked at her knees motionless. Her knees were tightly together under the skirt of her yukata, and her chin was delicate.
The skin is as smooth as jade.
Two minutes later, Fujiwara Izaya let go of her and looked back at Xia Xili.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri immediately turned around, holding her clothes with both hands and looking out the window.
"Does it feel like this? How does Fuka-Eri's body compare to mine?" Natsuki Li asked particularly gently. But the listener could hear a creepy overtone in her voice. It was obvious that she was angry.
She couldn't explain the reason, but her behavior of asking Fujiwara Izaya to hug Kasahara Fuka-Eri was definitely something she was not happy with, so she magnified her anger.
"I don't know what it feels like." Fujiwara Izaya just pretended to be stupid and slowly tied up the loosened belt.
"Remember, thank me." Xia Xili put her arms on the table, folded her hands and held her chin, and stared at Fujiwara Izaya with a mocking look, "I know everything about your Fujiwara family.
Neither big nor small is a good thing, and I have given up on the idea of letting you focus on me a long time ago. But I warn you, if you don’t like me, don’t expect to let me in. "
"..." Fujiwara Izaya felt a little puzzled.
Could it be that I am like my old father, even if I am number one in the world, I still end up living a life of strict henpecks?
no!
Absolutely not!
No matter what, Fujiwara Rinya believes that he must find a way to develop the third version of the "Three Bad Principles of Scumbags" to suppress Xia Xili's wings again and let him know that the master is always the master and the little apprentice.
Don't think about riding the master all day long.
Xia Xili had a smile on her face.
Although she was still very angry, she could still taste the happiness of this moment from Xiao Linya's depressed expression.
How is this going?
In the past, it was unimaginable for Xiao Lin to be humbled in front of him. When I was a little girl and was bullied by him when he was younger, I would only feel humiliated and happy at the same time. I never thought of fighting back. Now I
To be able to look greedily at his drooping, flexible and healthy neck and his bright and handsome face with the pride of a winner...
Full of queenly spirit.
Fujiwara Izaya felt his scalp numb at the sight of her, and just wanted to finish asking and leave quickly.
"Can you tell me?" He asked bravely, "Did you use Shikigami to bind the spirit? Did Mrs. Tanimura's soul be completely devoured? Are there any sequelae? And...what exactly do you want to do?"
Xia Xili flicked her tail flexibly and sniffed the fluffy feathers intoxicatedly.
"That's great." She said and stood up, took out her mobile phone, took a photo with Fujiwara Izaya in her fox girl form, and then walked towards the railing while talking, "I have always had a worry before. I
If I grow up before you, won’t I grow old before you? Now, haha, if you want to know more, come and catch me. If you can’t catch me tonight, then go to the Mountain God Festival in Shenyin Town
goodbye."
The moment she finished speaking, she jumped out of the railing.
"G, you!" When Fujiwara Izaya rushed over, what he saw was a large black crowd, and she was nowhere to be seen.
hateful!
Fujiwara Izaya decided.
Regardless of whether we can find her tonight or not, when we return to the home of the Mountain God Festival, we will make her kneel down and beg for mercy!
"What is the Mountain God Festival?" Kasahara Fuka-Eri asked.
"The Feishan Mountain Youkai Festival is held every August. My dad used to host it, but I have hosted it since last year." Fujiwara Izaya turned around and said to her, "In addition to local youkai, there will also be well-known great monsters from all over the country.
People from all over the world are coming, and many gods will come down from Gao Tianyuan."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri thought of something, and her eyes sparkled: "You said you would take me home during the summer vacation, just because you wanted me to attend this event?"
"That's right." Fujiwara Izaya shrugged, "I told you I won't hide it from you, I just don't think I need to emphasize my identity deliberately. When the Mountain God Festival comes, you will know everything you need to know."
"I'm sorry." Kasahara Fuka-Eri apologized shyly.
The big eyes looked straight at the young man in front of her, as if to deepen the sincerity of her apology, and that cold face suddenly had a pure and kind feeling.
Fujiwara Izaya said thoughtfully: "Sure enough, if you want to melt your sister, you have to be sincere."
"..." Kasahara Fukae was a little stunned, her eyes wide open without blinking, full of innocence, as if she had forgotten her shyness. After a while, she suddenly came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and said nothing.
.
Seeing her kneeling there, looking slightly helpless, Fujiwara Izaya said: "Remember, this is a secret. Even to my mother and sister, you can't tell."
Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked up, but his figure was no longer in front of her eyes.
She quickly stood up, stepped over with her sock-clad feet, and leaned out against the railing. Countless lanterns and bonfires stretched here and there in the darkness, and beyond was a dark ocean. The lights were dim.
She was lucky enough to capture a boy wearing a tengu mask. The mask reflected and exaggerated the firelight too vividly, like a doll tied to a wind chime hanging from the eaves dyed deep red. Sometimes the wind would blow, and the black shadow would appear.
It seemed to be jumping, licking up all the glory in an instant.
※※※※※
Where the light cannot shine, Hoshimi Rinko is sitting on the lawn, her knees protruding from the skirt of her skirt are tightly closed. Her legs are very beautiful, and you can see them even through the hem of her skirt. As she grows older, those legs will
I think it will attract the attention of many men.
"Where are you, senior?" Kasahara Asuka grumbled and kept using her words to swat the flying insects around her.
I don't know what happened just now, but there was a sudden movement in the forest, and many small insects flew up in fright. In the dark, and because the girl's long orange hair was too bright, these small insects circled around her.
"Ahhhh-"
The school girl could no longer suppress her emotions.
Her cell phone was left in the VIP table again, and she couldn't call anyone to curse. All she had to do was turn around and ask Rinko Hoshimi: "Senior, will you be seduced by a vixen?"
"Wait and see." Rinko Hoshimi looked at her watch, "Just wait two minutes and it will be half an hour. Let's go find him."
"Find him and beat him to death immediately!" Asuka Kasahara clenched her fists with fragrance.
"Yeah." Rinko Hoshimi rarely united with him.
A minute and a half later, the sound of clogs stepping on came to the ears of the two of them. It was not like the light footsteps of a woman, nor the dull footsteps of a middle-aged man, but the weight of the whole body concentrated on the soles of the feet.
The sound of footsteps. The clicking sound of stepping on the bluestone in the dark night is like venting, like shouting.
The two girls looked over.
Under the dark shadow of the trees, a dignified lady wearing a purple yukata walked over to the lion hood. She glanced at them, and then studied the lion hood as if she was passing by by chance.
"Let's go." Hoshimi Rinko stood up and walked forward.
"Senior, walk faster!" Asuka Kasahara ran faster than her.
"Don't wander around."
"There are so many people——"
"Come over here and pull my clothes."
"How come you are just like my sister!"
"Hold on!"
"oh--"
After the two girls walked away, Kawashima Meiji walked over and stood in this place and looked at the main stage below. The dense lights were like a swarm of glowing feather insects, resting quietly on the tree trunks.
The dog is not here!
Kawashima Miji had some doubts in her mind. Could it be that he was really concentrating on his work?
It's not impossible... She turned her eyes and took a look around. This was a place where no one noticed, and the end of the dimly lit road was very suitable for cheating people to do some shady things.
The photo the dog took here just now shows that he should be alone. Otherwise, based on his perverted character, he would have been intimate with the fox girl hiding here long ago.
Thinking of this, Kawashima Miji felt much better.
He took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact Goudong's aunt to ask about the specific situation. But at this moment, the aunt sent him a photo, which was a photo of Goudong and Fox Girl!
Kawashima Miji instantly became angry again.
Pooh!
You actually hooked up with another seductress——
Isn’t the enchantress at home pretty enough? Isn’t her breasts big? Isn’t her butt perky?
Kawashima Miji took a few deep breaths, uu read www.uukanshu.com and forced herself to calm down.
She glanced left and right to make sure there was no one nearby, then lifted up the skirt of her yukata slightly and bent down. White sight lines came out from behind. She decided to weave a net here, no matter whether she could catch her on the spot or not.
Fujiwara Izaya, she would press him back tonight and tie him in a net to be tortured.
Thin silk threads criss-crossed between trees.
Soon, a spider web was formed in the forest. Tiny silver threads, still carrying body temperature and body fragrance, vibrated slightly in the air. Kawashima Miji arranged her clothes and turned around to find someone. However,
, it was at this time that someone came over here carrying a small lantern.
Walking casually, holding a cup of shaved ice in his hand, he seemed to be humming a tune.
The night wind carried the sound faintly, and Kawashima Miji could hear the vague lyrics. She transformed into a bride, climbed up a tree and hid, quietly waiting for her prey to enter the net.
?See you here.
?became a mantra
?Always say something
?Why today?
Singing Kitano Takeshi's "Shinjuku 3:25 AM", Fujiwara Izaya looked over here, but there were no seniors or juniors there.
"Maybe I can't wait any longer..." He patted his head and was about to turn around and leave. However, a faint scent of roses came over, as if he felt something. He smiled, kept walking, and walked towards the dark place in front of him.
Walk dangerously.
Stupid lady!
My dog... no, my Tengu has a very sharp nose. Do you know that you were exposed?