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

"Although it is a good proposal, it seems that there is no such opportunity."

The man's voice was low, he smiled briefly, squinted his phoenix eyes, and swooped over with the duckweed crutch filled with purple mist.

"Because you are going to be here and be bitten to death by me."

Kurikawa Hyaku: "..."

Brother, is this comparing whose aura of the second disease is stronger?

When she raised the knife to meet the opponent's attack, she subconsciously injected spiritual power into the knife to ensure that it would not be broken.

"boom!"

There was a heavy buzzing sound from the collision of the blade and the crutch, which made her tiger's mouth ache, not to mention the unhealed wound.

The bright red blood soaked the gauze and dripped down the white forearm.

"Looks like I have to pay another medical bill, get ready to pay for it, bastard!"

Kurikawa clicked her tongue in displeasure, her gray-blue eyes sank, and she murmured like a babble: "I'm afraid of pain..."

"Come and get it if you can." Hibari Kyouya said, "I have never been able to hear the voices of herbivores."

His speed is very fast, but the girl on the opposite side is not much less.

One is good at close combat, and the other is good at surprise. Kurikawa Hyaku knows that he is not strong enough, and in order to avoid getting hurt, it is better to run away than meet him face to face.

The figures of the two were flying around in the alley, the sound of weapons colliding, and the sparks that drew apart became stronger and stronger each time, but it was impossible to determine the ending.

However, with a sudden "pop", the ring on the man's hand exploded.

"Huh?" Kurikawa Hyaku subconsciously attracted his attention.

The duckweed crutch brushed past her side face, and a few strands of silver-purple long hair were easily cut off by the other party.

Seeing the familiar strands of hair being swept up in the air by the wind, Hyaku Kurikawa widened his eyes angrily after a two-second lag.

"...Damn it!"

"I don't have much hair left!!!"

What's wrong with these people!

Why do they have to harm her hair one by one?She doesn't know if she can become stronger if she is bald, but she will definitely become ugly!

"It looks serious."

Countless cherry blossom petals suddenly emerged from the void.

The gust of wind blowing up from the ground rolled up the girl's dress and hair, Kurikawa Baisao retreated, avoiding the melee combat, and sealed his hands to maximize the spiritual power, Sakura Fubuki shot straight at Hibari Gong Mi.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

The overwhelming cherry blossoms seemed to be soft and full of gaps, but it made it difficult to resist and avoid. The duckweed crutch directly hit the air, and the man was hit hard by the powerful impact on the wall.

"Cough..." The smoke and dust dissipated, Hibari Kyouya fell into the gravel and coughed softly.

"It's not bad." He wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips.

Kuri Chuan Bai fell in front of him, flipped the knife, and the bright knife tip stopped an inch away from his neck.

"The loser should apologize to me!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "Medical expenses, lost work expenses, hair growth care expenses, and mental damage expenses..."

Kurikawa Momo smiled: "Sir, credit card or cash?"

The girl's eyes were cold and dangerous. The anger barely suppressed the fragile madness, but it made her nerves tense even more.

"Oh~"

Hibari Kyouya did not answer, but stared at the bottom of her faintly confused and confused eyes, and said lightly, "Something is wrong with your mental state, have you been controlled?"

Kurikawa Bai frowned slightly.

"Huh? What, don't change the subject!"

Hibari Kyouya touched his remaining ring, and just about to take it out, he froze because of the girl's sudden movement.

Kurikawa Hyaku stabbed the tip of the knife into the wall on the side of the man's neck.

Kneeling down on one knee in front of the other party, he held his face and kissed him.

Hibari Kyouya, who had been so calm as if he was looking down on the struggle of an ant, was rarely stunned.

He moved subconsciously, and the blade cut a hole in his neck.

In the slight pain, I felt the girl's fingers caressing his jaw, skillfully prying his teeth open easily.

Being pressed against the wall, Hibari Kyouya's breathing became chaotic for a moment.

At the beginning, he was anxious and reckless, full of annoyance and anger, but when he touched the warmth of his lips, Momoko Kurikawa seemed to be calmed down.

After a brief shallow bite, she closed her eyes and deepened the kiss.

The girl seemed to be too clingy, her body slowly moved closer to him, the scent of cherry blossoms in her breath was very faint, but the kiss was as sweet as honey, seducing him to ask for it lingeringly.

Kurikawa Hyaku withdrew from his lips, his eyes dimmed: "This is barely good as compensation."

Hibari Kyouya frowned.

Blood slid down the neck and into the collar, the girl leaned down, licked his wound, rolled away the blood with the tip of her tongue, and kissed him lightly.

The other party's warm breath swept over the skin, and the pain of the wound being touched was mixed with a numbness as if an electric current passed by, which made him tense up.

"I'm in a bad mood right now..."

Hibari Kyouya grabbed her by the neck and dragged her away, but met the girl with an arrogant and smug smile.

"That's really congratulations." Kurikawa Bai smiled provocatively, "After all, this is what the loser deserves."

"It's clear that the winner hasn't been decided at all...it's just because of your sudden strike that it paused."

Hibari Kyouya's voice was deep and cold, and he stared at her with increased strength, "Is it too early to show a victory gesture in front of me?"

Kurikawa Hyaku didn't answer.

She looked at the yellow bird that had just avoided the fight, but landed on top of the man's head at this time, and the cat that was yawning lazily when it came to them at some point. Like her, they were not caught up at all. The tense atmosphere is scary.

Kurikawa Bai thought thoughtfully: "It is obvious that small animals are very popular, but is it actually a villain?"

The man fell silent suddenly.

Um……?

"Tsk, what's the matter with this uncomfortable feeling? Stop hitting, get out of my sight."

Hibari Kyouya let go of his hand.

The girl fell down and got into his arms.

"If you tell me to stop, stop, if you tell me to get out, don't I lose face?"

Kurikawa raised his eyebrows and said.

The soft and slender body approached with her cold kiss, ignoring the threat of death, it was simply too presumptuous.

Five fingers inserted into the man's black hair, gently stroking his side face.

Kurikawa Hyaku's movements are very gentle, but it seems that it is endless, plundering and occupying his own territory in the kiss.

Seeing Hibari Kyouya frowned impatiently, but gradually lost her breathing and heartbeat, there was a slight mockery in those gray-blue eyes.

"You lost." She said vaguely and inexplicably.

Hibari Kyouya raised his eyes to look at her, the phoenix eyes under the broken hair had a classical style, and the coldness was tainted with unconscious sexiness, which was extremely seductive.

"The degree of judging winning or losing... is it too childish?"

Kurikawa Hyaku seemed to be kissing compulsively, but it was as if the cat at his feet had rubbed its head against the back of his hand, begging for his love and caress.

"It's fine if I'm happy." The girl said arrogantly.

As soon as the voice fell, the opponent's palm pressed the back of his head and pressed him down.

Kurikawa was stunned for a moment, and laughed teasingly: "Hey~"

Hibari Kyouya turned her body and pushed her down to the side away from the sword.

His back hit the uneven wall, and before he could feel the pain, he raised his face to meet the other party's kiss.

"I don't like to be looked down upon..." Hibari Kyouya looked down at her, with contempt and aloofness at the end of her raised eyes.

"Even at times like this."

Suppressing the opponent seems to be the winner's reward.

It wasn't until the end that Hibari Kyoya realized that the "colorful head" seemed to have been misinterpreted into a more ambiguous meaning.

The girl hooked his neck and sat on the ground, rubbing his knees against his waist.

"Isn't it too late to think about it now?" Kurikawa Bai saw his pensive look and couldn't help laughing, "But there is no difference."

With a provocative smile in her eyes, she leaned close to the other party's ear and said.

"Otherwise... do you want to do anything else to me?"

It's cool to talk cheap for a while, and it ends up in the crematorium.

Kyouya Hibari picked up the duckweed cane and beat her up.

"……unacceptable!!"

While dodging, Kurikawa Hyaku shouted in disbelief: "Are you shy? Absolutely!"

"It's so noisy, herbivore, I'll kill you!"

Return to the safe house with injuries.

Although the blood was only on her own arm, the rest of the place was bruised and purple, all traces of being drawn by the duckweed abduction.

Although Hibari Kyoya was angry, he reluctantly showed mercy, but this kind of mercy, it is better to kill her directly!

"Ugh...it hurts."

She grumbled aggrievedly, scolding the other party in her heart.

But the moment he stepped into the house, his emotions settled down, and even his complaints were emptied.

"Is the job over, Bai?"

Always keeping the dark room, Fyodor sat in front of the computer, biting his fingertips and staring at the screen.

"Yeah. I'm back, Fei Jia." Kurikawa Momo replied in a low voice, lowered his eyes and went into the bathroom.

……

Kurikawa soaked in the bathtub, and the hot water soaked his skin, relieving the pain and stiffness of his body.

She hugged her knees, closed her eyes, felt her empty emotions, and Hibari Kyouya's question echoed in her ears.

"That kind of thing...of course I know."

But it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter if she is discarded at will, controlled and used, like her or hate her.

Because she was trapped in more painful despair, even struggling was useless, it was just a futile waste of ridiculous innocence.

Annihilated the will to live, and forced to rebirth.

"Crack."

The bathroom door lock was turned open.

Kurikawa Hyaku didn't respond, just watched the other party slowly walk to his side, and sat down on the side of the bathtub.

Fyodor picked up her wet hair, and his fingertips skimmed the water surface to create shallow waves.

"Have you encountered any strong enemies?"

"Hmm..." Kurikawa Bai said, "It should be a person with supernatural powers, black hair, not low status, can speak Japanese, the weapon is crutches, and wears... a ring that can explode?"

When it came to the last point, she hesitated.

Fyodor chuckled lightly.

"In Italy, there is a special product that belongs to them alone. According to Bai's words, it should be the guardian of the cloud of the mafia family Vongola-Kyoya Hibari."

The man's fingers landed on her slightly parted red lips.

The fingertips stroked gently and slowly.

Fyodor bent down, staring at her purple eyes with a deep smile.

he asked in a low voice.

"Did Bai kiss him?"