My Origin is Your Wife

She didn't speak, but that kind of invisible pressure oppressed the dead disciples around her even more frightened.

But... if you go back, you will die, and the dead will be even uglier.

Someone chopped off the mirror ghost's head and hands, and threw them in front of the boss to mock.Even if they were fighting with their lives, they still had to understand how Mirror Ghost died in the department store.

The dead disciples swarmed up and rushed towards the maid lady from all directions.

The maid squatted down, her legs wrapped in matte black silk were long and slender, her lines were strong and full of athletic beauty.

She charged towards the Dead Apostles directly in front of her.

"Flash Away·Liuxi"

With his toes lightly twisting on the lawn, his right foot slammed into the dead man's chest in front of him.

The black and white lace maid skirt fluttered, revealing her moon-white skin.The seductive absolute realm goes further up, and the spring is hidden under the layers of pleated skirts.

It's a pity that no one can see such a beautiful scene. The dead disciple directly in front of the maid was killed with one blow, and fell limply to the ground.

The cold wind was blowing behind him, and the sharp claws howled, pressing the thin fabric on the back tightly against the skin, outlining the traces of the tie.

The maid held the knife and swung it horizontally.

A silver light came out of the sheath, and black scorched blood instantly covered the field of vision in front of him.

"One scene... seven nights..."

With a hoarse voice, she smiled nostalgicly.

Seeing the last dead disciple who bypassed her and rushed towards Qianshen's mansion, the maid threw the rib in her hand, pierced his heart and nailed him to the pillar.

With her left hand trembling slightly, the maid looked towards the direction of the second floor, the curtains were drawn, and Asakami Fujino stood there quietly, looking down at the courtyard.

She folded her hands on her waist, tried her best to get out of the slaughtering posture, and saluted Asakami Fujino.

Asakami Fujino looked at her with some concern, and closed the curtains.

The maid tremblingly took out a long and thin cigarette from the pouch in her apron, and lit it against the pillar on the other side.

The blue light in the eyes faded away little by little.

She is not a person who likes to smoke, but in order to suppress the reversal impulse flowing in her blood, she really has no choice.

The eldest lady once complained to that Miss Aozaki why the "sedative" was made into the shape of a cigarette, but the other party just took off his glasses and looked at her.

"The things you hate can be remembered better, can't you?"

call--

Letting out a foul breath, the maid looked at the messy courtyard.

"trouble."

···

The curtains were pulled open, and the morning sun shone on the girl's peaceful little face.

Asakami Fujino knelt gently on the bed, looking at Sakura.

The mobile phone was placed next to the pillow, which made her frown slightly.

The girl's soft face made Asakami Fujino couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms.

——Watching Sakura struggling and panting in his arms, and finally leaning obediently on his chest, looking at him with resentment, this is one of Asakami Fujino's greatest hobbies.

But two days ago, Sakura just rejected it righteously, so she can't play like this recently.

Asakami Fujino showed a somewhat regretful expression.

The dark purple hair hung down, gently brushing against the skin of the girl's neck, Sakura frowned cutely.

Seeing Sakura's sensitive appearance, Asakami Fujino's eyes suddenly lit up.

She sat up straight, picked up her feathers and scratched Sakura's feet.

Looking at Sakura's suddenly raised arches and widened eyes, Asakami Fujino raised the corners of his mouth.

"Sister, sister, sister!"

Ying, who was ashamed and indignant, struggled hard, but she couldn't break free at all, she grabbed the pillow beside her and smashed it.

Then, Sakura saw her sister's embrace rushing towards her face.

Asakami Fujino smiled.

Sakura said not to wake her up like that~

But if you're already awake, it doesn't matter.

part.19 Qianshen, Liangyi, Qiye.

"The cotton... cotton candy monster ate Sakura."

The girl lay on her back on the bed and babbled, her slightly propped up legs were shaking, and her hands were hanging weakly on Asakami Fujino's neck.

The empty blue eyes looked a little dull because they lost their focus.

The soft little face also looked flushed due to lack of oxygen.