It's 161. The old lady Amaterasu also came to join in the fun.
The sky gradually brightens.
The haze stretches along the horizon, and crows fly over the mountain tops with noisy sounds. Only the dewy grass blades are still in the shadow of the tree crowns, retaining many memories of last night.
When the first ray of sunlight shone through the window screen, Fujiwara Izaya's eyelids moved.
Before his vision returned to clarity, he felt Yukino Riho's naked and warm skin on his arms. Looking sideways, her sleeping silhouette came into view. She was naked, without a quilt, and she was sleeping on her stomach with her legs slightly spread apart, her buttocks
She still maintained a slightly pursed posture. Her skin was very white, as pink and tender as if she had just been born, and there were still some dried water stains on her legs.
Since she was lying on her stomach, she couldn't see her expression clearly.
However, judging from her motionless body, she was sleeping very soundly, and her breathing was quiet and even.
Fujiwara Izaya turned her over, his thigh pressed against her thigh.
Yukino Riho's sleeping face was revealed.
With her lovely lips slightly open and her cheek buried in her long black hair, Yukino Riho's cold and confused expression a few hours ago has disappeared. Now she has regained the innocence and ignorance only a stupid woman can have, and her breathing is even.
, the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to be having a happy dream.
"Wake up." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her waist.
The woman who was about to become his wife fell asleep soundly in his arms, as docile as a child. Her body was soft, warm, and full of vitality. She felt very warm in his arms, the kind that could feel warm at a psychological level.
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"Hmm~"
Yukino Riho made a sound like she was dreaming.
In a daze, she put her body close to Fujiwara Izaya with nostalgia.
Probably because her body was hot, her cheeks were a little flushed. She didn't know when she opened the window, and the morning light enveloped her gently and warmed her. Her long black hair stretched out on the pillow, and Fujiwara Izaya's left hand
Put it on top and gently curl her black hair with your fingers.
After a while, Yukino Riho turned over like a baby.
Then she noticed something, opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Fujiwara Isama holding her waist, so she smiled on her face and said softly: "Good morning."
Under the soft morning light, her face looked full of energy and her expression was particularly relaxed.
After being moisturized, her body was like a ripe peach with a fragrant aroma, swaying heavily with water. Fujiwara Izaya carefully looked at her neck, thighs and white teeth when she smiled for a while.
"What's wrong?" Yukino Riho pulled the quilt and covered his upper body.
"I was thinking," Fujiwara Izaya gently raised her chin and looked at her cold face, "how could that bitingly cold snow girl last night be so warm inside?"
"Disgusting!" Yukino Riho raised her ivory-like neck and covered his mouth, "Don't say such words in the future, or I will ignore you."
With his mouth covered, Fujiwara Izaya's eyes burst into laughter.
That handsome face is always so lovable, strong and confident, and occasionally a little childish.
"You're really not allowed to say anything anymore!" Riho Yukino confessed again before letting go of her hand.
He then gently stroked the side of his face. His big, dark eyes were full of hope, and his eyebrows were even more delicate and slender in his shy and timid expression.
Fujiwara Izaya moved his mouth.
Yukino Riho's rose-red lips trembled slightly as if in response to something, and then she was kissed.
"Don't keep touching..."
"Mrs. Riho, be good."
"How could you bully me like this!"
"Who made you look so cold last night? It was so disrespectful to your husband and must be punished!"
"Don't talk nonsense! Ah... don't touch that..." Her lips parted, Yukino Riho gently touched Fujiwara Izaya's forehead with her forehead, her pretty face turned red and bit her lower lip. She didn't even want to move, just
She leaned against him softly and cursed with a hint of tenderness: "You bad guy, don't think about it anymore. I'm full now. Come again tonight..."
The stupid woman at this time is completely different from the stupid woman before.
To put it more simply, something blooms in her, and she becomes charming at some point.
Before Fujiwara Izaya could feel happy about her change, the corner of his eye suddenly jumped.
He suddenly realized a very serious problem.
Yuki Onna's demand was very great, and he lost all of it on the first night. He was mentally prepared for this. However... Yuki Onna's demand will also grow with her strength... Yukino Riho is now
He was originally an intermediate demon general, but after last night's supplements, he has now reached the level of a high-level demon general... If he doesn't increase his strength, he won't be able to feed Yuki-onna!
At this time, Yukino Riho's voice suddenly came to my ears.
"You won't be able to do it tonight, right?"
When I looked up, the gentle and lovely lady just now was gone. Now in her cold eyes, there was actually a hint of darkness!
Is the snow girl's physique so terrifying... Fujiwara Izaya nodded quickly: "It will definitely work!"
Yukino Riho then changed her gentle expression, wrapped her hands around his neck, her face turned crimson, and she smiled slightly. Fujiwara Izaya hugged her tightly, his lips pressed against her hair, and his heart was full of motivation to become stronger.
If the growth in strength cannot keep up with the growth of her needs, then... let her get pregnant!
Before seven o'clock in the morning, the maid came and knocked on the door.
The three expectant ladies were taken to put on makeup and change clothes. Fujiwara Izaya also had to change clothes, but it was his aunt who was waiting on him. When he bent down to put on his cross-dress, he felt some backache and let out a slight "ouch".
"What's wrong?" Xia Xili asked strangely.
Fujiwara Izaya was too embarrassed to explain the reason, so he casually replied: "I twisted my foot."
"I think it's the waist." Xia Xili said with a smile, looking at his pants, and at the same time stretched out her white wrist, gently twisting her favorite little Linya, "It's not like I don't know the physique of the snow girl.
You know, is it fun for you and your aunt to lie?"
"That's not true!" Fujiwara Izaya said calmly.
Xia Xili saw his aggressive and silly look, and immediately put on a charming look.
"Just prove it to me." She suddenly turned around, bent her legs and knelt on the ground. Under the outline of the tight-fitting dress, her slender waist and perky butt outlined the attractive curves, making her
The elegant and noble temperament is vividly reflected.
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya was also puzzled.
His aunt was definitely teasing him, and he knew this very well.
"Come on." Xia Xili wiggled her butt proudly, as if Fujiwara Izaya knew exactly what she was thinking, so he wouldn't do that.
But then Fujiwara Izaya bent down.
The sound of spanking and Xia Xili's cry of pain echoed in the room.
She has been used to being bullied by Fujiwara Izaya since she was a child. After being beaten a few times, her charming face was covered with red clouds, and her exquisite short hair made her look even more lazy and beautiful - maybe she has some attributes
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The atrium of the palace.
The simple shrine with thatched roof is hidden among the green rice fields and trees, and is deeply respected by the residents of the town. At this moment, the shrine is being illuminated by the sunshine at the end of summer, and not even a wisp of wind in the valley can be heard.
No.
The entrance to the shrine has been sealed.
Several boulders of different shapes were blocked on the top of the house and connected with straw ropes. The sunlight cruelly illuminated the scabies-like moss on the surface of the stones. The strong sunlight was cut into pieces by the tops of the fir trees and scattered on the weeds.
When you stand on the boulder and look inside, you can see a corner of the white and purple curtains on the worship hall that emerges from the depths of the stone steps.
Guests attending the Mountain God Festival can only watch from the entrance.
Amidst the buzzing discussion, Yaeko and Takenaka Akihi were walking towards the shrine. It was already bright at this time. Looking sideways, there were no empty spaces on the stone path leading to the shrine. The sounds of talking and laughter were far away.
The sound came from the ground, some were holding on to the railings and looking into the distance, and some were climbing up the trees to look out...
Under the big trees on the lawn, there are rattan chairs and small tables where some distinguished guests can rest.
The sky was beautiful and picturesque, and the colorful clothes of the female guests looked dazzling on the green lawn. The flowers on their hats trembled in the sun as their heads turned. Yaeko crossed his arms and looked at the river at the other end of his field of vision.
A large ship with its waterline completely submerged was docked at the dock, and it seemed that it was about to unload its cargo.
"Master Mountain God, why don't you see any visitors?" Takenaka Akira rested his hand on a tree trunk and looked at Yaeko next to him, "What was the reply you got when you submitted your greeting card?"
Speaking of this, Yaezi sat down on the lawn with his knees bent, smiled and shook his head: "Let me wait for the notification. This little mountain god may not be very strong, but he is quite impressive..."
"Isn't it because I have a good father!" Takenaka Akihi said fiercely and sat down next to him. This seat faces the entrance of the shrine. Due to the obstruction of the boulders, the situation inside cannot be seen clearly, but the guests can be heard from time to time.
Laughter and occasionally the sound of musical instruments could be heard, probably from the ceremony before the wedding.
Yaezi lowered his head and spoke softly.
"This place is still too mysterious. The organization has not been able to penetrate it for many years. Even the appearance of the mountain god has not been figured out... It is funny to say that we came here with heavy gifts to make friends, but we were regarded as beggars who came to beg for food.
Everyone from the master to the servants avoided seeing him..."
After talking for a while, she felt a little boring, raised her head and stroked her delicate cheek.
"What are you going to do next?" Takenaka Akihi asked sideways.
Yaeko thought of something and licked her lower lips charmingly like a fox seeing its prey: "Why am I wasting my time here when I haven't even seen the little mountain god? I'll go back to Tokyo after the mountain god festival...
In comparison, that little guy Fujiwara Izaya is much more interesting, don’t you think?”
"I just want to kill him!" Takenaka Aki looked cruel.
At this moment, a burst of cheerful laughter came from their ears, and both of them turned their heads to look over.
A group of girls wearing short skirts and silk clothes ran past. They rushed towards the entrance of the shrine, as if they were eager to listen to the guidance of the gods.
Yaeko sneered: "Little girls always have illusions about love."
Seeing Kitagawa Ryoko among the group of girls, Takenaka Akihi suddenly frowned and asked doubtfully: "Speaking of which, Yukino also came with them yesterday, but I searched for a long time and couldn't see her."
"It's easy. I'll go and ask for you." Yaezi stood up and walked over.
The closer to the entrance of the shrine, the more crowded the space becomes.
The guests, who couldn't tell whether they were humans or monsters, were some vying for the first place, and some were giving in to each other. As the crowd moved forward, Kitagawa Ryoko looked through the cracks in the crowd and saw clusters of lilies placed on the banquet tablecloth.
After finally squeezing her way to the front row, she was immediately attracted by the scene of worshiping gods before the wedding before she even had time to look around.
The beautiful little temple is surrounded by vermilion railings, and layers of gauze connect them. On the white background of the gauze, a magnificent phoenix is painted. The white paper strips hanging on the straw ropes pulled up under the eaves of the temple are as if
Like white teeth, they emerged from the shadows.
For today's wedding, the stone steps were all covered with a brand new red carpet. In front of it was a curved corridor-style worship hall with red painted pillars. On the left and right sides of the worship hall were priests and musicians playing Gagaku. When Kitagawa Ryoko squeezed in, she happened to see
I saw that the priest was preparing a contract for the maid preparing for the wedding.
The green poplar branches swayed back and forth on the maid's drooped head, and the three small bells hanging on the branches made a crisp sound. After reciting the prayers, the shrine priest walked up holding a gold key tied with a red belt.
Go forward and kneel down on the wooden steps in front of the worship hall. The palace minister, wearing a white priest's uniform, shouted "Oh--". Then he inserted the key into the keyhole of the door and pushed it to the left and right respectfully.
open.
Inside the worship hall, the divine mirror flickered with light.
At the same time, the musicians began to pluck the strings, and bursts of beautiful fairy sounds came.
After the worship hall was opened, the most exciting part of worshiping the gods was that the witch laid a new mat in the courtyard, and the priest brought an ebony desk and placed the offerings on it. The bottles containing white wine and the fou containing black wine were decorated very
Gorgeous, the bottle is made of white wood and the fou is made of plain pottery. Both containers are wrapped with lilies, standing there like a pair of lily bouquets.
"These lilies are carefully selected from at least three thousand."
There was a voice in her ears, and Kitagawa Ryoko turned her head and looked over.
A strange woman is tall and has delicate features. Rather than saying she is beautiful, it may be more accurate to say she is charming. She is wearing a blue half-sleeved dress with a thinner cream-colored sun protection shirt on top. She looks very decent.
"Three thousand..." Kitagawa Ryoko exclaimed, looking back at the two containers in the distance.
The green lily stems wrap around the outside without leaving any gaps. The flowers, branches and leaves are mixed together, and some flowers are blooming, with a faint green texture on the petals exuding a shy reddish color.
"Little girl, what's your name?" Yaeko asked in a friendly manner.
"My name is Liangzi, and you..."
"Yeko."
"Yaeko..." Ryoko Kitagawa repeated, "It's a strange name, but it's easy to remember."
After saying that, her eyes continued to stare unblinkingly at the interior of the shrine.
The priest personally lifted the wine bottle and wine can.
Against the backdrop of white clothes, black hats, and black gauze, the lilies on the container look shy and pure like a nervous girl.
The flute played loudly and the taiko drum kept beating.
The palace minister knelt down and scooped out the wine from the flowering stems and leaves with a long handle. The white wooden wine cup held by the priest beside him took the wine and presented it in front of the statues of the gods in the temple.
Amidst the roaring sounds of musical instruments, Kitagawa Ryoko couldn't help but imagine the scene of the gods having a banquet. She even vaguely sensed the drunkenness of the gods from the smell of wine she could smell from a distance.
After this step of the ceremony was completed, the four witches performed a divine dance on the worship hall.
They are all cute and energetic girls. They wear cedar leaf rings on their heads, and their long black hair is tied with red and white paper with golden paper ropes. Their red miko skirts are covered with silver rice leaf patterns.
The hem of the lining is trailing on the ground, and there are red and white clothes on the collar. There are six layers of clothes on the front and back.
The lily bouquets they held in their hands stood elegantly as they danced. For a while they were held horizontally in their hands and brought together, and then they were separated again. The flowers drew delicate white lines through the air, looking so holy, as if they had never been seen before.
More than filthy.
"It's so beautiful..." Kitagawa Ryoko murmured.
She had never seen such a wonderful ritual.
...Looking at everything in front of her, she gradually became intoxicated.
Even if she knew about the existence of monsters and gods, Kitagawa Ryoko was not a devout worshiper of gods. But right now, when the dancing girl and the lush cedar trees on the mountain shone majestically in the morning sky, she felt the true...
True divinity.
Under the late summer daylight, such a bright and mysterious world, what a bizarre and weird world.
"Ryoko."
"Um?"
"Where's Miss Yukino?"
Kitagawa Ryoko, who was watching the miko's dance performance, subconsciously replied: "Izaya Fujiwara kidnapped her." After saying this, she herself was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Yaeko: "Do you know Sister Yukino?"
It turns out that he is here too... Yaezi chuckled and looked around.
Not finding anyone there, she turned back and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Little fool, I not only know your Yukino sister, but I also know Fujiwara Izaya."
"Turns out he's the scumbag's friend!" Kitagawa Ryoko immediately put on a disgusted expression.
"Haha..." Yaeko laughed interestingly, "Maybe your Yukino sister spent last night with him..."
"Don't listen, don't listen!"
Kitagawa Ryoko immediately covered her ears.
At this time, someone shouted "Lord Mountain God is here", and the guests watching suddenly started making noises.
The swaying leaves sprinkled messy spots of light, and with loud applause like a shower, the young man wearing the highest standard five-patterned haori dress stepped into the temple courtyard filled with a solemn atmosphere.
There was some distance between them, and the formation blocked the view, so it was difficult to see what the young man's face looked like.
The black dress embroidered with the family pattern has clear lines. The smooth and elegant sleeves slide down the plump shoulders, and you can see some outlines of the chest muscles. The shoulders shine dazzlingly under the direct sunlight, and the sunlight on the broad chest
It also looks clear and clear.
"Sir, please come and wait here." The palace minister in priest's uniform came to greet him.
Fujiwara Izaya looked around and glanced at Kitagawa Ryoko who was at the front of the guests and the woman he drew last time for free. He smiled lightly at the two of them and followed the palace minister to the front of the worship hall, waiting for the three of them.
The arrival of my wife.
The miko was still dancing on the altar, but Kitagawa Ryoko couldn't stand it anymore.
When Master Shan Shen looked over just now, through the formation, she could clearly see those twinkling eyes. Clear and sharp, there was a little bit of care... just like kindness to someone she knew...
It's so strange, Kitagawa Ryoko never figured out why the mountain god showed kindness to her.
Yaezi, who was next to him, also saw the clear light.
Unlike Kitagawa Ryoko, she sensed the reproach in that look... How strange, Yaeko thought to herself, could it be that she owed him money?
Arriving in front of the worship hall, Fujiwara Izaya stood upright, looking towards the entrance of the shrine.
The wind that had been silent for a long time finally started to blow, and the black kimono was blown rustlingly. Looking at his tall and straight figure, Yaezi felt that he was very majestic, thick, and had a very strong self-confidence. The mysterious young mountain god gave people the feeling
, just like the air in the summer morning, full of freshness and coolness. Not to mention his strength, just from his confident and leisurely demeanor, you can know that the other party is definitely not easy to mess with.
Yaeko crossed her arms and thought for a moment, thinking that it would be better not to provoke this little mountain god.
All the energy should be used to deal with the other boy... With this thought, her eyes kept scanning the faces of the guests around her, hoping to find Fujiwara Izaya, and then in front of Yukino Riho,
Lure him away.
As the sun rises, the roof of the shrine becomes brighter and brighter.
The thousand wooden ornaments that stood majestically on the roof also began to shine with brilliance.
"Look, up there!"
I don't know who shouted.
The guests watching all looked up.
The scene reflected in their eyes was a dreamlike wonderland.
Under the clear and deep sky, Yushan Mountain is covered with thick clouds and mist. This makes the buildings on the top of the mountain seem to be floating in the air, as if they are getting rid of the entity of Yushan and are rising.
Three thin lines floated down from the top of Yushan Mountain.
When they got closer, the guests saw that it was Itsu Shinten, the three king-level ones.
The Demon King, who was able to dominate a party, acted as a bearer here, carrying a gorgeously decorated sedan on his back and slowly landed in the shrine courtyard. Countless n_birds, representing love, were spread in front of the shrine with lilies in their mouths.
A flower path was paved leading to the worship hall.
Three thousand lilies, the most beautiful ones decorated the wine bottles and wine cans, while the rest paved the flower path.
The curtain of the priest's sedan slowly opened.
The guests couldn't help but hold their breath.
Three ladies wearing white gowns and red string decorations on their chests came out of the mikoshi.
Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, from the white fingertips exposed from their sleeves and the black eyes that looked like a sudden glimpse, one could already imagine how beautiful and charming they must be at this moment.
Under the guidance of the lawsuit, the three brides went to the worship hall.
Fujiwara Izaya, who was waiting in front, felt his heart beating wildly as if he had fallen.
The three ladies have all been carefully dressed up from hairstyles and hair accessories to fingertip manicures, which are exquisite and low-key.
Kawashima Miji is the eldest among them, only less than twenty-eight years old. Whether it is appearance, temperament, or body and elegant body and demeanor, she is like a gorgeous flower in bloom, and she is the most beautiful age. At this moment, this person
There is no trace of coquettish and charming temperament in the peerless enchantress. Her features are elegant and quiet, she is just an ordinary happy woman.
As for Yukino Riho, her slightly cold face was smiling.
The flawless Bai Wugua wears on her body, just like her pure heart. In Fujiwara Izaya's eyes, the beautiful whiteness of her spacious skirt is like the snow on the top of the mountain hidden by the erratic clouds. This is
The dazzling elegance and essential beauty of women.
Kasahara Fuka-Eri is even more heartwarming.
It seemed that she was frightened by this solemn scene, and her palms were slightly clenched into fists. The flickering fingertips were carefully painted by the maid with manicures, and the golden silk threads set off the red cherry blossoms floating on the pink
The white fingers are so beautiful and lovely.
In the snow-white collar, her face is as beautiful as wine.
The wide sleeves hang quietly on the sides of the legs, and the proud figure highlighted by the ironed white clothes makes it impossible to find any flaws. At this moment, the aloof female police officer is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of the snow-capped mountains, just waiting for someone to come.
This feeling was so strange... She even felt that she was no longer solid, but turned into burning gas. It was as if some strange seasoning melted into her mouth at this moment, and everything she saw became strange.
Get up... The hangover-like haze mixed with the shame of being watched made her mentally dazed.
The usually aloof female police officer showed the nervousness of a young woman, not to mention how cute she is.
When the three brides came to the worship hall together and stood behind the groom, the musician played the sheng. The palace minister, dressed in a formal dress and a black gauze hat, came over and used a green poplar tree branch with a white note hanging on it.
The newlyweds waved their heads from side to side and recited prayers.
"In the autumn of August, we sincerely and sincerely worship the name of Lord Yamato, who is enshrined forever, in the vestibule of this shrine..."
"When signing a contract, both men and women will follow the will of the gods and share happiness..."
"Husbands need to protect their wives with courtesy and love, and wives need to respect and love their husbands..."
At a certain moment, the sound of the instruments became louder.
Among the dancing witches, the outline of the goddess appeared.
In the colorful glow, the goddess came flying like a butterfly. She was wearing a long red dress, black hair shawl, and a plump figure. She danced in the air with her bare feet, spotless, with bright eyes and a shy smile.
On her head, she wore a golden hair ornament.
It is like the sun, shining brightly, and represents its supreme status.
The guests were stunned for a few seconds and then bowed down to salute.
"See the Great God -"
Suddenly, the entire shrine was filled with human heads.
What is the origin of this mountain god... Yaeko, who bowed and saluted, was extremely shocked. Takenaka Akihi, who was further away, did not dare to say anything more and pressed his head hard to prevent others from seeing his expression, so as to avoid any misunderstanding.
A little further away is Iizunasaburo.
Slipping away.
It’s just a Dharmakaya. Do you need to be so scared? Everyone around me bowed, except Fujiwara Izaya who stood helplessly.
In the shrine, flowers are fluttering, fairy music is playing, and the fragrant breeze is blowing.
White lilies fell one after another, and the sound of flutes, flutes, and drums rang out all around.
It would have been a good thing for the goddess to appear and dance and bless the wedding...but Amaterasu's light body, which was suddenly rising and then hovering, suddenly turned around and raised its toes as if to tease Fujiwara Izaya.
Facing him.
Even though they were more than ten meters apart, Fujiwara Izaya still instantly felt his nose being touched by her toes.
Looking at his white and smooth toes, it turned out that the goddess was shaking her neck and smiling at him. The gold ornaments on her head were extremely bright. At this moment, maybe he wanted to get closer, closer, and more integrated. The goddess was crystal clear.
His toes twisted as if they had stepped on hot flames.
Even the space was distorted by her steps!
At this terrifying moment, Fujiwara Izaya was pulled onto the stage, and there was no one around him.
In the dazzling light and shadow, he was dazzled by the changing dance postures, and for a while he could not see the whole picture of Amaterasu clearly.
Close to the boy's body, the goddess's black hair, long skirt, wide sleeves, shoulders and silk scarf wrapped around her arms fluttered in the wind, like a rushing river. These soft and fragrant things hit the tip of her nose from time to time, and Fujiwara Izaya hit him continuously.
Yawned a few times.
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The pure and clean lower abdomen was just in front of Fujiwara Izaya's eyes one second, and flew up in the air the next second. The smooth and delicate soles of the feet gradually disappeared in his eyes, and the white and delicate arms were as bright as rainbow light.
The ribbon passed by his eyes, and the next second it turned back and wrapped around his neck.
Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand and wanted to pull off the silk scarf.
At this moment, Amaterasu's slender white fingers and the sunlight suspended between them poked into his eyes. For an instant, all he could see was only light and nothing else.
Before the boy could react, this seemingly endless light disappeared in an instant.
In Fujiwara Izaya's sight, Amaterasu's plump body was exposed. He still admired it for a few seconds. The clothes that had just disappeared gathered around her body, and then she flew back through the air.
The waist curve that cuts through the clear sky is extremely graceful and smooth.
After flying in the sky for a moment, Amaterasu suddenly stood on her feet, stepping on the sky and hanging upside down.
A smile appeared from a distance on that fair face that was not without a sweet charm.
This kind of laughter is very familiar.
Izaya Fujiwara has seen this countless times with Mrs. Kasahara, her aunt, and her schoolmates.
"Wait for me tonight——"
This is what she said.
In another second, the goddess disappeared, and all the visions she brought with her also disappeared.
It was like a dream. After Fujiwara Izaya woke up, the corners of his eyes were still slightly moist.
This old woman is so terrifying. She is no match for her. There is no other way except to accept the ravage obediently.