95. What is the experience of having two online brides? Fujiwara: Thanks for the invitation, double
"Well... let go..."
Kawashima Miji's little face swayed from side to side twice, with a hint of begging for mercy in her trembling voice. Sweat dripped down her lips, and her frown was obviously in pain. Although she tried her best to endure it, she was lazy and sweet.
The sound will still leak out once or twice unconsciously.
Sitting on your knees with your upper body straightened will make your knees really uncomfortable after a long time.
Kawashima Miki had no choice but to raise her buttocks as much as possible so that the blood in her pressed legs could flow smoothly.
Behind her, Fujiwara Izaya looked at her red neck and reluctantly let go of her waist, letting her pull out her legs from under her buttocks. Then, he turned his head to face the edge of the garter stockings.
A section of fair thigh was poked, and it felt bouncy and soft.
"Don't do this next time!"
Kawashima Miji rubbed her sore knees with one hand, and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth quietly with the other hand. Her rapid breathing became calmer, and the blush on her face also tended to fade away.
"Is it hard?" Fujiwara Izaya took her legs into his arms.
"Oh, don't move..." Kawashima Meiji tensed up and shouted with a red face, "My legs are numb... Really, I'm not a little girl anymore, how can I stand up to this kind of torture..."
"Madam, your figure is much softer than that of ordinary little girls." After saying that, Fujiwara Izaya pinched her thigh a few more times.
"...Ah~!" Kawashima Meiji frowned and rubbed her lips with her left hand, "I really... my legs are sore, they were numb from being crushed just now... Put them down first..."
Fujiwara Izaya wanted to continue bullying her, but considering that the shikigami ceremony was about to be concluded, it was better not to really make her angry.
With his legs retracted, Kawashima Miji finally took a breath and looked at him sadly: "I'm so stupid, really. Why did you think you were a good high school student at that time, the kind that is easy to handle?"
Type. But when I turned around, I realized that you are such a bastard, a scoundrel, and a pervert..."
"It's too late!"
Fujiwara Izaya brought a glass of wine to her.
"Don't think about getting me drunk and then doing bad things!" Kawashima Miji warned him, sipping wine to relieve the thirst in her throat. It was pouring rain outside, and the candlelight was lit in the living room, reflecting the profile of her face faintly, her beauty
It's both fantasy and bewitching.
"I'm a little drunk..."
She looked out the window as if talking to the rain.
"That couldn't be better." Fujiwara Izaya said.
Kawashima Miji, who was a little drunk, was slightly red from her cheeks to her chest, and her eyes were blurry.
"Why?"
"You look even more fascinating."
Kawashima Miki looked resentful, Fujiwara Izaya held her in his arms, feeling the stimulating fragrance of roses for a moment, the touch of soft skin and hot breathing, he held her soft body
, place it in front of the altar.
The flame of the candle swayed in the air, making a faint burning sound.
Kawashima Miji took a deep breath.
Her eyes were red, she straightened her back and puffed out her chest.
"Fujiwara..."
Her tone was serious, and Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help but become serious too.
"...After you become a shikigami, you can't force me." Kawashima Miki's face tightened again.
"Definitely." Fujiwara Izaya assured again.
"You must make me a witch."
"definitely."
"Give me that stupid spider."
"?"
Seeing his unwillingness, Kawashima Meiji frowned and asked fiercely: "Not happy?"
"It's not that I'm unhappy..." Fujiwara Izaya was looking for words, "It's just that the shikigami relies heavily on me to improve its strength. If I give you..."
"I think you just want to take advantage of her!" Kawashima Miji's face turned cold, she crossed her arms and turned her head aside, "Forget it if you don't give her. I'm tired today. Let's go to bed."
"...Don't lose your temper."
"I didn't lose my temper!"
"Aren't you just making trouble..."
"snort!"
Kawashima Miji interrupted him coldly, bent down and picked up the goblet of white wine with her fingers, took a sip of the wine inside, then raised the glass, eyes half-squinted, staring at him through the glass,
It was as if he was considering whether to hit him directly with the wine glass.
"Okay, let her follow you normally..." Fujiwara Izaya discussed with her, "But if she is needed, I will take her with me. What do you think?"
Kawashima Meiji frowned and hesitated for a moment, then hummed and finally agreed.
But when she looked up, she saw Fujiwara Izaya's somewhat reluctant expression, and her thoughts suddenly moved.
As a young lady... ahem, as a future young lady, Kawashima Miki thought to herself that if she made the young master unhappy, she would naturally have to compensate him, otherwise he would be resentful.
Thinking this, Kawashima Miji raised her hand in confusion and pointed to the wine bottle next to her: "Pour me some wine."
"Right away." Fujiwara Izaya picked up her cup.
At this time, Kawashima Miji suddenly tilted her body and fell into his arms without any precautions, placing all her weight on him.
"Be careful." Fujiwara Izaya said, slowly pouring wine into the glass.
Kawashima Miji did not take the cup, but bit her sexy lips, stretched her neck forward to the edge of the cup, and lightly licked the wine in the cup, like a kitten drinking water. How tempting would that scene be?
How tempting.
Soon, the wine in the glass was much less.
Kawashima Miji then raised her blushing face, and a trace of liquid mixed with wine and saliva flowed from the corner of her slightly raised mouth.
"Let me wipe it for you." Fujiwara Izaya just stretched out his hand, but Kawashima Miji twisted her head, wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth directly on his shoulder, and then slowly opened her arms: "My drinking capacity is really bad.
, I feel dizzy after drinking so much. Brother Fujiwara, give me a hug and pat my head..."
moment.
Fujiwara Izaya forgot about a certain little spider.
He brought Kawashima Miji over, put her head on his lap, put his hands into her hair, and massaged her gently, "I have never massaged anyone before, and I don't know the strength or position. Well,
What do you think? Please correct me if you feel uncomfortable."
Kawashima Meiji hummed.
His expression was lazy and calm, a little comfortable, and he looked like he was enjoying himself.
However, in fact, her heart was already churning - ah, the first time, it's mine! I said, no man can resist the charm of a new bride! As long as she is a little more serious, this brat is not
Kneel down at your feet obediently.
proud.
Now she is very proud.
Trying hard to control the urge to run up to the rooftop and scream, Kawashima Miji's eyelids opened a thin slit: "It's all your fault. I'm so tired today. Let's chat, otherwise I'll fall asleep."
"Say something?"
"Tell me about your childhood."
"Oh, that's a story that happened in a small town deep in the mountains of Nagano Prefecture..."
In the dim candlelight, Kawashima Miji had a slight smile on her lips, listening to him tell interesting stories about the mountains.
Look at his face, his neck, and his strong chest. He looks like an aristocratic boy from a medieval painting. He is astonishingly beautiful, with soft and black hair, and eyes as deep as the sea.
Fujiwara Izaya talked to her about a lot of things, ranging from personal matters to world events. He talked freely about everything. Things he didn't want to do, trivial things that he couldn't figure out, and the inexplicable thoughts of an incomprehensible person.
You can talk non-stop. Kawashima Miji occasionally hummed, but most of the time she didn't say anything. She just looked at his face, as if looking at the flowing clouds in the distance, and there was a leisurely warmth.
Seeing that her expression was a little dazed, Fujiwara Izaya stopped and asked, "Not feeling very well?"
"Uh, no..." Kawashima Miji slowly shook her head.
Since she was resting her head on Fujiwara Izaya's thigh, she tilted her head up and back, and she felt like she was being pushed against something. But she didn't care. Anyway, it happened several times tonight, so she just rested her head there, comfortably.
He looked at Fujiwara Izaya with half-squinted eyes: "How good is the taste of your lips, madam?"
This is the first time she calls herself wife.
"Of course!" Fujiwara Izaya smiled and started massaging her again.
"Little devil, what are you thinking about?"
"Thinking about what's going on in your head."
Kawashima Meiji raised her head intentionally or unintentionally, and smashed it down hard.
"Stay~" Fujiwara Izaya was so painful that his whole body started to tremble.
"Don't think I'll make a wrong idea when I'm drunk." Kawashima Miji said lazily, "Put those little thoughts away for me as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
You are so drunk!
Fujiwara Izaya became a little more energetic.
"Comfortable~" Kawashima Meiji sighed happily, opened her eyes and looked at him: "You will always be gentle to me in the future, right? Don't be so nice to me just to trick me."
"I am very gentle!" Fujiwara Izaya said, "I treated you badly before, but it was not because you were a bad woman. When you become my person, you will naturally not treat you with the same attitude as before."
Great!
Kawashima Meiji cheered in her heart.
This was pretty much what she had expected. Resisting the urge to laugh, she got up and looked into Fujiwara Izaya's eyes: "Let me be your shikigami!"
In the dim candlelight, those charming eyes are clear and shining
Shaking the black hair on her back, Kawashima Miki knelt on one knee in front of Fujiwara Izaya, with a faint smile on her lips and blinking her eyelashes: "After becoming a shikigami, please take good care of me, master, and don't punish me for any disagreement.
People."
Finish this sentence.
The smile on her face instantly faded away, and she was replaced by a ferocious look in her eyes: "Also, you are not allowed to be intimate with other women!"
"It's not a wedding ceremony, why are you saying this..." Fujiwara Izaya muttered in a voice that only he could hear. He took a knife from the altar, brought it close to his lips, and then kissed the blade gently to make it slip.
across the lips.
The skin was cut and blood flowed out.
"Fujiwara?" Kawashima Miji looked at him puzzled.
"Only here can you cut some blood..." Fujiwara Izaya said, his lips wet with blood.
"...Oh." Kawashima Meiji nodded lightly.
I thought to myself that this is his weak point, okay, I won't be afraid that I won't be able to bite him anymore.
"Close your eyes."
"OK."
Although she was a little nervous and anxious inside, Kawashima Miji still followed his instructions and closed her eyes.
There was a slight sound of clothes rubbing against her ears, and Fujiwara Izaya's warm breath. Kawashima Miki closed her eyes tightly, her heart beating fast, and then she heard the sound of chanting a mantra.
The voice was like reciting a blessing to worship the gods. The melody was ancient and had a mysterious meaning. Between the breaths, the voice seemed to turn into a pair of invisible hands, caressing Kawashima Miji's skin, and slowly penetrated into her body.
"Arrange the formation in five directions, and support the shikigami; using blood as the matchmaker, I order you to marry the bride and become my shikigami. The contract is concluded, and it begins——"
In an extremely serious tone, Fujiwara Izaya chanted the last part of the incantation.
finished?
Kawashima Miji closed her eyes, a little confused.
Logically speaking, as a monster, the kid shouldn't be able to use a shikigami to conjure a spell so smoothly. Where did the backlash of the divine power go?
Just as she was thinking this, a violent fluctuation suddenly erupted in the room.
"Bang——"
Kawashima Meiji opened her eyes instantly.
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya's body trembled, his hands suddenly held her cheeks, and his blood-stained lips pressed forward.
"Woo~"
Kawashima Miji was forced to open her mouth.
Hot and thick demon blood, with vigorous vitality, surged out from his throat and poured into Kawashima Miji's throat.
"...No!" Kawashima Miji struggled hard.
However, her cheek was held by Fujiwara Izaya, and her body tried to hide, but he pushed her hard, and they both fell to the carpet.
"GuluGulu~"
Kawashima Miji was forced to drink his blood in large gulps.
In her widened pupils, she could see Fujiwara Izaya also opening his eyes and looking at her, with a naughty smile in his clear eyes, as if he was saying to her, "It's just this amount, don't worry, just drink it."
That’s it”.
"..."
Kawashima Miji had goosebumps all over her body.
The moist and tender lips, the warm and domineering royal blood, were all hers. Then, she could feel the tip of Fujiwara Izaya's tongue, quivering and moving slowly, drawing the pattern of a five-pointed star.
In Shintoism, this is called the "Seimei Platycodon Seal". This is the origin of all Shinto spells, including the shikigami seal.
After a long time, when the last stroke of the five-pointed star was drawn, Fujiwara Izaya raised his head and left her lips.
[Random mission: May’s new bride (completed)]
[Reward: 10,000 points, magatama x10, online bride development gift pack x1]
The system pops up a prompt, but Fujiwara Izaya cannot view the rewards now.
The backlash of divine power caused him to suffer unprecedented serious injuries, and now his body is extremely weak.
"Hoo~"
Kawashima Miji gasped for air.
The saliva mixed with blood pulled a thin thread between the two of them. As soon as she noticed this, she immediately blushed and hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve.
"It's done..." Fujiwara Izaya gasped.
"Well..." Kawashima Meimei wiped her lips, her heartbeat couldn't calm down, and she didn't look at his face.
ah!
The little devil is so hateful!
There were so many places where he could draw Seimei's Platycodon seal, so why did he choose to draw it on his tongue!
Damn, hate!
"In this way, my wife will be my shikigami." Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand to gently touch her face and said weakly, "As long as I am alive for one day, you will be the safest shikigami in the world."
The candlelight flickered, and Kawashima Miji's pupils were slightly moist.
She raised her bright red face and looked at his pale face worriedly: "How are you?"
'It's okay, it's a small injury...' Fujiwara Izaya took a few breaths and lay down on the floor to smooth out the injury, "The blood of the royal family tastes good, right?"
"...it tastes bad!"
Kawashima Miji glared at him angrily, and when she was about to say why, a sudden heat rolled up from her lower abdomen. The warm and bulging feeling made her cover her lower abdomen and huddled up to endure it with all her strength.
In Fujiwara Izaya's sight, she frowned, clenched her teeth, and her body and legs were trembling with convulsions.
Not long after, she turned her head and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with shame, anger and despair, and grabbed his wrist with her two little hands: "What did you do to me? What's going on? I feel something moving in my stomach."
...You can’t be pregnant, you bastard, I don’t want it to be so fast——”
As she spoke, she curled her mouth and looked like she was about to cry out of grievance.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fujiwara Izaya stroked her head like a coaxer, "That is the original bloodline of the royal family. It is a powerful supplement. If you digest it slowly, it will be of great benefit to your strength."
"Oh~"
Only then did Kawashima Meiji feel relieved.
Then, when she thought of the stupid thing she just said, her face turned red again into a ripe peach. Looking at the teasing smile in Fujiwara Izaya's eyes, she closed her eyes tightly in despair and covered her hands with
Blushing face.
"Now that I've eaten your heart, I feel... Wuwu, I originally wanted to go to your shrine, but instead of going to the shrine, I got myself. You kept teasing me and saying stupid things.
Talking and doing stupid things..."
"Actually, we can change our thinking..." Fujiwara Izaya collapsed next to her and comforted, "Now you not only got the land, but also got me. Isn't this a great victory? Hey, be serious and
I asked, is it part of your plan to expose your flaws in front of me so that I can catch you and threaten you? If so, then I can only say that my wife is too smart and I am willing to give in."
"..."
Kawashima Miji couldn't tell for a moment whether he was laughing at herself or praising herself.
"Madam," Fujiwara Izaya reminded, "try using youki now."
"okay……"
Kawashima Meiji just woke up from a dream, slowly gathering the demonic aura.
At this time, her whole body exuded an awe-inspiring and strong aura, which was very different from the color and purity she had felt in the past. It was deeper, more stable and solemn, and full of dominance and intensity.
"Is this...?"
"Yes, congratulations on your having some royal blood. After all, the amount I gave you this time is so huge that I won't be able to make up for it in ten or eight years..." As he said that, Fujiwara Izaya shook his head helplessly.
The shikigami concluding ceremony is a very complicated spell. The divine power it invokes is huge, and the backlash it receives is very serious.
This injury will heal in a few days, but the vomited blood and essence will have to be replenished slowly over time.
"After digesting it all, I have a chance to attack the Demon King..." Kawashima Miki looked at the weak-looking Fujiwara Izaya a little weakly and angrily, and then, more and more emotions surged in her heart.
How about returning the little spider to him... After all, he is so good to me now. If I want to take away his shikigami, I will be very confused... Thinking of this, Kawashima Miji coughed lightly,
Just about to speak.
"Oh, that's right!"
Fujiwara Izaya's depressed expression suddenly disappeared, and his eyes glowed with a strange luster.
Somehow, Kawashima Miji suddenly shuddered, and an unprecedented despair enveloped her deeply.
"I have two new wives now. Let you sisters meet..." Fujiwara Izaya raised his fingers and snapped them, "Little spider, come out and play with the fool."
"?"
Kawashima Meiji's face froze.
Woohoo~
She felt like she was going to be screwed!
A crack opened in the air, and eight pointed spider legs slowly fell down.
At this time, just as Kawashima Miki expected, Fujiwara Izaya turned to look at her: "Madam~"
"?"
Seeing the devilish smile on his face, Kawashima Miji began to cry in her heart.
"You," Fujiwara Izaya raised his hand, pointed at her and shouted, "Change!"
Kawashima Meiji doesn’t want to change.
But she can’t control how much to send!
Luo Xinfu, who came out first, immediately saw Kawashima Miji who was still lying on the ground. Her face was red, her breathing was rapid, her eyes were slightly white, and she looked like she had been spoiled.
"Fool, fool..." The bride crawled over and asked with a worried look on her face: "What's wrong with you? Were you eaten by the master? Why did you eat it secretly? Why didn't you wait for the little spider to come with you..."
"you shut up!"
Kawashima Miji used her last bit of strength to roar.
Then, there was a flash of yellow light on her body, which startled the little spider.
In the dazzling light, a humanoid outline gradually appeared, followed immediately by a huge mass of lower body. As the light gradually dissipated, the furry spider lower part and eight slender and sharp spider legs were first revealed.
"?"
The bride's face was full of surprise.
She even forgot to care about the half-dead master lying on the ground, and instead circled around this strange spider girl. She wore a bright red kimono, her shoulders were bare, and her chest was sexy and hot, revealing a large white ravine.
.The eyebrows are arched, the eyes are watery, the chin is slightly narrowed, and the whole face is full of charm.
"Ah, you idiot..." The bride reacted, "Why do you look exactly like the little spider?"
"..."
Kawashima Miji covered her face in despair.
Fujiwara Izaya got up and walked towards her.
The two young women look exactly the same, and even the position and fineness of their hair are the same. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are copied and pasted. Compared with Kawashima Miji in human form, her facial features have not changed much, but
The originally soft oval face turned into a more delicate oval face because the chin was narrowed.
This subtle change changed her temperament from a classical beauty to a charming one.
"Release your hands and let me see."
Fujiwara Izaya smiled and stood in front of Kawashima Miki, looking up with his face raised.
At this time, his height could only reach the breasts of two brides. If he wanted to drive a big car, he would need a big car to cooperate.
"Don't let me see..." Kawashima Miji covered her face tightly.
"Let me see (tremor!)"
As he said that, Fujiwara Izaya grabbed her hand and tried to break it open.
"I just won't let you..." Kawashima Mimiji was embarrassed and foolish, so she used both hands to hug the back of his head and covered him directly in front of her.
"Pfft~"
The face is smooth and warm.
"It's comfortable~" Fujiwara Izaya sighed.
"The master belongs to Little Spider!" As soon as Luo Xinfu saw this scene, she hurriedly rushed from behind the master, trying to break Kawashima Meiji's hand.
"Hey, don't touch me! I'm on the same side as you."
"Give the owner back to Spidey!"
"Be obedient!"
"Fool!"
"You're the fool!"
One after the other, the two brides' arms were twisted together, forehead to forehead, secretly competing, and it seemed that they were fighting to the death.
Fujiwara Izaya is in the middle, with his front face and back of his head clamped, enjoying double the pleasure.
"Is this a Shura field?"
"Hehe, I feel quite a sense of accomplishment..."
Accompanied by the warm and soft bodies in front and behind, Fujiwara Izaya narrowed his eyes and fell asleep.