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

Kurikawa did not move.

It's just that the hands holding the knees tightened, it was not an obvious movement, but the water surface still rippled because of it, just like his previous touch, and even the heart rate trembled.

"You know..." She said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I need it very much."

Kissing can soothe her emotions.

After getting rid of the original intention, she gradually couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake in the dream, so the love of others also became illusory, as if it would dissipate in the next second.

Only the physical contact, the temperature of the skin, and the throbbing that is different from the usual, can make her feel—ah, I still exist.

"So it was a kiss?"

Fyodor suppressed his smile, tilted his head slightly expressionless, and watched her quietly with his dark eyes.

"Is it because I didn't give you more?"

he asked softly.

"Can't meet your needs to find yourself? Can't appease your emotions all the time? Can't send you home directly, and let you do things you don't want to do?"

"Bai, do you think so?"

The slightly long black hair slid down the man's thin neck and shoulders, and Fyodor looked pale and weak.But after speaking, her heart seemed to be covered with a layer of pressure, and it was slowly contracting.

His slightly cool eyes fell on her, and the expression in the man's eyes could not be seen clearly, only he could hear him talking.

"I ask you to dedicate everything to me, but I can't give you anything. Does Bai feel dissatisfied with me like this?"

Kurikawa Momo grabbed the corner of his clothes and pointed hard: "Fei Jia..."

Tears rolled down unconsciously, her voice was soft and light.

"I don't need you to do this for me...I didn't think that way..."

"I'm sorry." Kurikawa Bai said with a sob.

"I was wrong, it's all my fault...you can punish me any way you want."

"Please don't be angry, okay?"

Fyodor stretched out his hand towards her, and after the girl held it, she got up from the water and hugged him, clasping his waist tightly and getting close to her.

The wet long hair fell down, and water droplets slid down the white back.

"Please...don't leave me behind..."

The girl's voice was indistinct, as if she was so fragile that she fell into deep despair, longing for someone to take her to escape.

Fyodor didn't care about his wet clothes, he just let her hold him, and he didn't even give her a comforting touch.

"Hai, when you're by my side, the only person you can look at is me. If you can't even do that..."

Before he finished speaking, Kurikawa Hyaku forcibly terminated his threat.

She raised her head and kissed the man's lips.

The girl's kiss was cold and wet, only the heat remained from the tears.

The bathroom was not ventilated, but her body still felt uncomfortable due to being out of the water for a long time. She just wanted to get into Fyodor's arms and absorb the warmth from him.

"Sorry... for being self-willed again."

Kurikawa Bai frowned, tears welled up in his eyes, "But don't say any more, Fei Jia, please don't say any more..."

She pulled Fyodor into the bathtub, and the swaying water soaked his clothes, a little bit of black hair, and stuck to his neck wetly.

But the man just raised his eyes lazily, looking at her with those purple eyes.

Kurikawa Bai leaned over and kissed again.

The porcelain surface was so hard that it made my knees ache.

She seemed to be even more aggrieved, as if she was kissing for the first time, the young partner rubbed against her lips for a long time, and she dared not even let go of her shallow breath.

Until Fyodor finally took the initiative to put his arms around her waist.

The wet clothes were unbuttoned.

Her fingertips fell from the side of the man's face to behind the ears, sliding all the way down, rubbing with a little strength, watching the pale skin leave red marks, which became mottled like her scarred body.

But it also looks like the winding red lines of jade porcelain, vaguely, like a silent temptation.

"Do you want to leave?"

Fyodor had a calm expression and let her do whatever she wanted.

"..."

"Because every time you are bold, you just drop everything and escape."

He chuckled.

"Baizhen is easy to understand, but sometimes it makes me feel confused. I will have the illusion that what you say is true, what you do is because of your love, and your tears are because you know your mistakes and repent."

"It wasn't until I was easily given up... that I realized that it was as expected. It turned out that all of this was false."

"Hundred." Fyodor stared at her and said word by word.

"You are the scariest person."

"..."

"Maybe you can't even be called a human? Just a wandering soul going back and forth in death, leaving behind a dream that can be easily broken, and then leaving without leaving a trace."

At the end of the sentence, Fyodor's voice was full of slight gasps.

But his gaze was calm, with the same indifference as Kurikawa Bai looked up at him.

"It's you who will be feared by humans."

Kurikawa Hyaku's answer was to give him more trembling, pinching his jaw to force him to look up to the ceiling, avoiding his mocking and pitiful gaze.

She kissed him on his slender and fragile neck.

"I like you very much, Fedya."

Fyodor laughed.

"I also like the way you lie, Bai."

……

The water in the bathtub became icy cold.

Kurikawa got up and put on his clothes, and carefully helped Fyodor change, and wiped the excess moisture from his wet hair with a towel.

The sound of the hair dryer is especially clear in a quiet room.

Fyodor was calmly handling the work, and Kurikawa Momo was busy in the room, and there were small voices from time to time.

Soon, ginger tea was brought over, and he shared a bowl with him.

Seeing that the other party didn't move, Kurikawa Bai said: "You don't have to guard against me, I won't kill you."

"What are you talking about, I just don't like the smell." Fyodor didn't lift his head.

She took a sip, leaned close to the man's lips and kissed him, seeing him frown slightly, not used to the taste of ginger tea, but smiled happily.

Fyodor sighed.

"He obviously has cold medicine, but he insists on teasing me once. Are you taking revenge for what I just said?"

"Is this called revenge?"

Kurikawa Baili said confidently, "It's obviously flirting!"

Fyodor's eyes fell on her face, and he leaned on the armrest of the chair, resting his chin.

"Is this what Bai looks like in front of other people?"

The girl didn't change her expression, she just covered her ears and shouted.

"Feyya, speak, stop!"

Although it seems that he is still laughing, he is actually on the verge of the extreme.

With just a little force, she will fall into a dark despair that cannot be struggled.

After staying for a week, Kurikawa Hyaku did not come back until the next day when he went out to do a mission.

Fyodor flipped through the rest of the documents, didn't try to find the girl who died somewhere, but just sighed and complained.

"There's a lot of work, why don't you stay for a few more days..."

Kurikawa Bai opened his eyes.

Seeing the unfamiliar ceiling, she almost wanted to stab herself immediately.

As far as the eye can see, there are a large number of pink cherry blossoms in full bloom. On the winding branches, countless white talisman papers are swayed by the breeze. The sound of insects and leaves rustling in the ears makes people feel peaceful. And stable.

"Please come back soon...Master?"

She stared at the nearest one and murmured the ink words written on it.

Kurikawa sat upright slowly propped up on the ground, his body was as stiff as if his bones were glued together, a few white tigers who were playing beside him staggered over to rub her.

But she just turned her eyes to the figure not far away, squatting on the ground and forming a circle.

"what!"

Someone noticed the movement of her getting up, and her eyes sparkled instantly.

"Lord!"

A group of short knives turned their heads like sunflowers, and then they all stared wide-eyed and rushed towards her screaming: "My lord—"

Luan got into her arms directly, Wuhu leaned back on her knees, Jinjian hugged her neck from behind, Bodo and Baoding held her arms, Hirano and Maeda lay on her lap...

With a whole body of parts hung, she touched the head of Xiao Ye who could no longer squeeze in and could only quietly look at her.

The gray-blue eyes were flooded with water, but he unconsciously raised a big smile.

"I am back!"

"Welcome back—" the knives spoke louder than her.

The Dato Dadao who stayed in the house were attracted by the sound, and they also looked at the Wanye Sakura in the distance.

"……are you back?"

"Let's make a big meal for lunch!"

"Hahaha, it is indeed worth celebrating."

Kurikawa Hyaku was thrown to the ground, grass clippings and flower petals flew, and fell to the corners of his clothes and hair.

The little short knives rubbed sticky back and forth, expressing her miss, she smiled and stroked their heads to comfort them one by one.

Seeing several tall figures approaching, Kurikawa Bai raised his hand to say hello: "Hi, wives~"

Sanri Yuezong sat down on his knees in front of her, bowed his head respectfully, with dark blue hair under his broken hair, his eyes with crescent moons in his eyes slightly drooped, and asked with a light smile.

"Master, can I be patted on the head too?"

"It's too much, Your Highness Sanriyue, as expected of a hateful old grandpa, who actually took the lead!"

"I want it too! Master touch me quickly! Every inch of skin on my body can be left to you... Uuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Pull this pervert away for me—"

The other knives shouted angrily.

The sumptuousness of the lunch directly made Kurikawa Momo teary.

On the long table that can't be seen at a glance, there are all kinds of exquisite dishes. In comparison, what kind of rubbish has she been eating during this time? !

Kurikawa Baichao looked at it, swallowed hard, and asked.

"Mi sauce, tell me, how much money is left in this pill?"

Candlestick Cut Guangzong: "..."

"Eat your meal well, don't ask such spoiling topics, and leave the money-making to us!"

Li Chuanbai made three bowls with tears in his eyes.

"Let me stay here forever, my lord, please!"