Forcibly kissed them by the shark, the queen sister lived again

Kurikawa Bai woke up in the darkness.

"Ahem..." She let out a low coughing sound, propping herself up to sit up.

A dark purple light illuminates a small area not far away.

Behind the large chair with his back facing her, sat a black-haired man wearing a white snow cap. He was typing on his keyboard while facing dozens of screens that were working at the same time.

The data is covered layer by layer, almost at a speed that cannot be caught by the naked eye of ordinary people, but for him, it is like lifting a heavy weight.

"Fedya?" she asked softly.

The other party didn't look back, just said in a laughing voice.

"Welcome back, Bai."

Kurikawa Barefoot walked slowly to the man's side.

She bent down, put her arms around Fyodor's neck from the side, and brought her face close.

"Long time no see...I've been thinking of you all the time."

The voice was as soft as a raving, and the skin and hair rubbed against each other, causing a slight itchiness.

Kurikawa Hyaku didn't kiss him.

Just as if suffering from skin hunger and thirst, gently rubbing his cheek, a sense of satisfaction gradually emerged in his emotions.

The blue light shone on her side face, dividing the girl's beautiful face into two sides, light and dark, making Kurikawa Bai's appearance at the moment slightly weird.

"Sure enough, he is still as clingy as before..." The other party smiled.

His purple eyes were thick and thick like blood in the darkness, and his voice seemed to be tainted with that dark atmosphere.

"No matter how long it takes, nothing will change."

Fedya, full name Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky.

Others called him Fyodor D, or, as he was more commonly known, the Devil.

This identity was not hidden when they first met.

Because Kurikawa Bai watched helplessly as the other party let a room of people kill each other with just a few words.

Ah... how scary.

But her rationality was resisting, but her body approached uncontrollably.

Hearing the other party's voice, he moved his hands and feet, kneeling in front of him with the sincerity that almost cut his heart open, begging for his eyes to fall.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Kurikawa Bai asked with his eyes closed.

The sound of the printer sounded, and she pulled out the paper skillfully.

Fyodor stared at the screen in front of him and didn't look at her. He just smiled and said, "There just happens to be a place that needs power. Is it okay to go alone?"

"Yeah." Momo Kurikawa nodded obediently, staring at the side face of the black-haired man, and asked in a soft voice.

"Will there be a reward after the task is completed?"

The other party finally turned his eyes to her.

"It's really greedy... But Bai's request, I will never refuse."

He said.

"Go to work."

After finishing the mission, it was late at night when we returned to the safe house.

Momo Kurikawa stood by the seat while Fyodor took her hand and wiped the blood still dripping from her fingertips.

"It's really worrying." He said, "Bai, haven't you gotten used to it until now?"

The man's tone seemed to be picking cabbage lightly.

Kurikawa lowered his eyelashes, panic rising in his heart: "Sorry... I've been a little too lazy recently, which caused my actions to be rusty."

What's more, how could she feel proficient in killing people?

"Will you punish me, Fedya?"

When the question came out, the water had already diffused, blurring those gray-blue eyes.

Fyodor smiled softly, "No, there is no need. There is no need to explain to me."

The handkerchief stained with bright red blood was thrown into the trash can by him.

Kurikawa Baihan knelt down on his knees, looking out with sad and loving eyes.

"Is Fedya disappointed in me?"

she said eagerly.

"Next time it will be perfect, please give me another order, no matter how much I will do it!"

Fyodor raised his hand.

For a moment, Kurikawa Hyaku almost thought that he would activate a supernatural ability on him, but he still stared at the other party intently, without even subconsciously avoiding the crisis.

But the man just touched her face.

"It's good now, Bai, you've done a good job."

Fyodor tilted his head, with a faint smile on his lips, and said, "I only care about you because I saw you hurt. Don't be so afraid of me."

Kurikawa held the back of his hand, pressed his face against his palm and rubbed greedily.

She said in a low voice, "I just don't want Fei Jia to be disappointed in me, so that I won't even dare to ask you for rewards."

The dark-haired man looked down at her with a smile.

"This is what I promised before, I will not break my promise, do what you want, Bai."

As if given an order.

Kurikawa straightened up slowly, and pressed his lips to his lips with a slight trembling.

The girl wrapped her arms around the other's neck, and carefully delivered her kiss.

Fyodor's facial features and height have an exotic atmosphere, but he is slightly sickly and thin, even his face is pale, and there are light blue and black marks under his eyes. Even when he smiles, he seems to be listless.

But there is a subtle allure added.

When he lazily raised his eyes to look at her, the rich purple-red eyes were filled with a deep gloom that almost made people fall into it.

"Bai, has anything interesting happened recently?" Fyodor asked her softly during the interlude of the kiss.

The cool breath and his lips were close to the ear, brushing the girl's long silver-purple hair.

Kurikawa Hyaku was silent for two seconds, but he was not refusing to answer, but organizing his own words.

She said: "I'm trapped here... I can't go back to my original pill, even if I die, it's just repeating again and again..."

Tears welled up in his gray-blue eyes.

She wept silently with pity and aggrievedness, revealing her fragility in front of the other party without any cover.

Kurikawa Bai frowned and put his hope on the man, and asked him in a trembling voice: "Fei Jia, what should I do?"

Fyodor touched her head, as tenderly as when he killed her for the first time.

He said softly and slowly: "Have you considered surviving? Living by my side, Bai's ability can help me do many things. Don't be confused about the meaning of your existence. I will give you the value you deserve."

He is like a god.

With a sympathetic smile, he easily said the words that determined other people's lives from his mouth.

Kurikawa Hyakuya opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Her heart ached from being pulled by an invisible force in an instant, she clutched her chest and arched her body, curled up into the opponent's arms and trembled.

Where the girl couldn't see, Fyodor raised his eyebrows expressionlessly.

"Hundred?" He tentatively asked, "Are you okay?"

"go back……"

Kurikawa Momo's tears wet the clothes on his shoulders, and he said in a muffled voice, "Go back. I'm sorry, Fei Jia... At most, I can only stay here temporarily. During the period, I will try my best to do more things for you. but……"

Fyodor raised the girl's chin and kissed the corner of her lips.

The man's smile was still gentle: "It's okay, Bai, it's just a little sad, but your wishes are the most important thing."

"I will try my best to search for information on this matter and help you find your way home."

"When you need help, you can also tell me directly, such as one-hit kill death, I know you need this very much."

Kurikawa's eyes were foggy, feeling the other party's kiss.

"Thank you, Fei Jia." She smiled softly full of nostalgia, "There is no one who treats me better than you."

After she calmed down, she sat in Fyodor's arms, held the man's face and kissed him.

The warm tip of his tongue gently licked his lips, feeling Fyodor's shallow breath.

The man's lips were as thin as his body, calmly responding to Kurikawa Bai, and the chaotic heartbeat also became peaceful.

Gentle, but with an indifferent breath, like the cold moon in the sky, with a sense of holiness of light and white.

Contradictoryly, the bottom of the crimson eyes was stained with blood, hiding the darkness and darkness that can only be noticed when looking at him.

Fyodor was pressed on the chair and kissed by her, leaning his head against the back of the seat, his black hair hanging in the hollow of his thin neck, the line of his neck was slender and fragile.

Kurikawa Bai's kiss slid all the way from his lips, gently licking his Adam's apple.

Fyodor put his hand on the back of her head, and seemed to show a defenseless posture, accepting her intimacy.

The white snow cap on his head slipped to the ground.

His fragile appearance made Kurikawa stop his movements a little bit worried: "Are you all right? Have you had a good rest recently?"

Bai grew up to be so tall, she was afraid that the other party would push over in the next second.

Fyodor smiled helplessly: "Since you are so worried, why don't you stop?"

Kurikawa Bai rubbed his body with a kiss, a little more courageous, and said in a soft and sincere tone.

"Because I like it, I like Fei Jia very much."

"Although life is not important to me, for your sake, it doesn't matter if I die right now."

Fyodor stared at her, meeting the girl's gray-blue eyes.

He sighed in a low voice: "I am very happy to be loved by a hundred people."

Kurikawa Bai's eyes sparkled immediately because of his words, "It's great that Fei Jian is happy!"

She pressed Fyodor and kissed him again.

Watching the other party's pale face slowly dyed into a light pink color, he panted low because of her enthusiasm, and seemed to be a little out of breath, but responded to her kiss with tolerance and love, sending out seductive hums and low breaths. Dumb laughter.

It is obvious that the whole body reveals a fragile atmosphere, but at certain moments, Kurikawa Bai's crisis alarm is frantically clamoring.

Kurikawa Hyaku withdrew from the lingering kiss and kissed his eyes.

Touching the black and blue under the man's eyes with her fingertips, she looked at Fyodor guiltily: "Sorry, I seem to have delayed your rest time again..."

"Bailai can relieve a lot of burden, so it's okay."

Kurikawa Bai immediately hugged each other and promised.

"I will listen to orders carefully, as long as they come from you, Fei Jia!"