Female-dominated anime, my wife is the victim

Cangjiang Wudong was furious. It was not her character to not fight back when being mocked, let alone the mockery from that bastard ghost girl, Onishami Yasha.

Without thinking, Cangjiang Wudong held Sally's arm and took her back a few steps, further away from Gui Shang Yasha.

"Wu Dong, what's wrong?"

Sally looked at her curiously, and Yasha Kijou also looked at her strangely.

"Sally, we have to be careful." Cangjiang Wudong said this while staring at Onigashi Yasha.

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Sally was even more confused. The panic and shyness of having her secret discovered were stirred up by Cangjiang Wudong, turning into full curiosity.

"I wonder if this bastard ghost girl has been lonely for too long and her brain is broken. You didn't notice the way she looked at you just now. It was as if she wanted to eat you up. We have to be careful of this pervert. She might suddenly become beastly at some point."

"……what?"

"Oh my, I didn't expect that after not seeing her for a while, this bastard ghost girl has turned into a horny slut who doesn't care about sex with either men or women."

"Cang Jiang Wu Dong!"

Chapter 221: Tickling

"Oh, it's urgent."

Cangjiang Wudong shook Sally's arm with a playful smile, and her soft blue hair shone like crystal ice flowers.

"Idiot, I want to laugh when I see your ignorance."

Kijoyasha snorted disdainfully, turned his head and winked at Sally.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing the ambiguous smile on Yasha's face, Sally felt her heart skip a beat, "Did Yasha really find out something? ! "

"Why should I tell you."

Following Kijo Yasha's line of sight, Cangjiang Wudong saw Sally's eyes evading. "It's about Sally!"

Cangjiang Wudong felt certainty in his heart, and was full of curiosity, mixed with a hint of sourness. It was clearly a movie about three people, but I still couldn't have a name... cough cough, I got off track.

What on earth was Sally hiding from her, and that asshole ghost girl actually knew it before me!

No, I need to ask for clarification. I can't be the only one who is in the dark! It seems that I am still not very clear...

So, he rolled his eyes and continued to pretend to be angry and glared at Guishang Yasha.

only……

Those clear and bright light purple eyes winked at Kijo Yasha and glanced at Sally frequently.

"Let's work together to find out Sally's secret." Cangjiang Wudong's eyes undoubtedly expressed this meaning.

"How come this stupid snow girl is so sensitive when it comes to eating melons?"

With a raised eyebrow, Gui Shang Yasha knew without thinking that it must be Sally's overly unnatural behavior, coupled with his continued attention to Sally, which undoubtedly touched the chord of doubt in Cangjiang Wudong's heart.

With a wicked smile on his lips, Kijo Yasha blinked doubtfully, clamped his throat, and said in a delicate voice: "Wu Dong~~"

The deliberately affected voice made Cangjiang Wudong shiver and goose bumps appeared instantly.

"Asshole Yasha, don't disgust me, what the hell are you doing?"

"Wu Dong, you are so annoying. I am just concerned about your eyes."

Oni no Yasha sighed softly, his tone quite melancholy: "Alas, I care about you so much, what a pity~~~Alas!"

Cangjiang Wudong's mouth twitched: "That's enough, Oni no Yasha, my eyes are fine!"

"Yasha, what happened to Wu Dong's eyes?"

As she spoke, Sally looked towards Cangjiang Wudong's eyes worriedly.

"Hey, Sally, didn't you see that? I wonder if that stupid snow girl had a stroke. It's like there's a magnet in your area, she keeps looking at you."

Without hesitation, Yasha Kijo revealed to Sally Cangjiang Wudong's previous willingness to cooperate.

Hearing this, Cangjiang Wudong's body stiffened, and his neck turned mechanically like a rusty gear to look at Sally, just in time to meet Sally's fixed gaze.

When Kijo Yasha saw Cangjiang Wudong's reaction, he almost laughed out loud.

Yes, that’s what we should do!

"Wu Dong, is there something on me..."

"Uh……"

When their eyes met, Cangjiang Wudong's lips twitched twice, his face gradually turned red, and he awkwardly made an excuse: "Nothing, it's just that Sally, your skin seems to be tighter and more elastic. Did you change to new skin care products?"

It is said that men are the best cosmetics for women. When Cangjiang Wudong mentioned cosmetics, this thought popped up in Sally's mind involuntarily. She couldn't help but think of the wet and sticky milk mask, which was applied warmly on her face, collarbone, shoulders, and chest...

It was so thick that it stuck to the skin like glue, and the liquid that couldn't be dissolved even flowed into the nasal cavity and invaded the body...

What the mind thinks, the body feels,

There seemed to be a warm current in the body, like a frog in boiling water, flowing slowly in the blood vessels. A hint of wetness spread between the thighs, and two naughty peach beads protruded from the round peaks. The face was dyed a bright red, like an enchanting sunset, emitting bursts of heat.

He just made up an excuse, and right before his eyes, Sally became shy and nervous, with no place to hide her shame.

There is a problem, a huge problem.

The embarrassment of being caught disappeared in an instant, and Cangjiang Wudong stared at Sally.

"Wu, Wudong, why are you looking at me like that..."

Sally's tone became increasingly weak, like a frightened bird, without any momentum at all, and she did not dare to look into Cangjiang Wudong's eyes.

"Speak!" Cangjiang Wudong shouted aggressively.

"Say, what..." Sally couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Sally, what secret are you hiding from me? We are sisters who are as close as brothers and sisters. You won't hide it from me too." Cangjiang Wudong narrowed her beautiful eyes and took heavy steps, gradually approaching Sally.

"I-I didn't."

Sally lowered her head, twisted her sleeves nervously, and looked at her fingers at a loss.

"Hey, Sally, you are too good at lying. Your expression and actions show that you are trying to hide something. Hurry up and confess your secret honestly. If you don't, don't blame us for torturing you."

Kijo Yasha also came over and cooperated with Cangjiang Wudong. The two of them surrounded Sally on the left and right, raised their slender hands and clenched them into claws to look at her, with danger signals revealed in their eyes.

Sally gradually backed away until her legs rested on the sofa, and her plump big peach fell on the soft sofa, leaving a deep, round pit.

A thick shadow shrouded her face. When she looked up, she saw the graceful and plump figures of Onigami Yasha and Cangjiang Wudong standing in front of her, and their pretty faces were getting closer and closer to her.

"Don't tell me!"

"Did not say!"

Sally's red lips trembled slightly, and she pursed them tightly stubbornly and closed her eyes.

"Very good, you are very stubborn. Let's see if you still have the energy to beg for mercy later."

No words were needed, Kijo Yasha and Cangjiang Wudong were in sync with each other, and they held Sally's slender arms firmly on the left and right, and their magic hands quietly reached out to her armpits.

"Well!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha..."

The skills that beautiful women who have lived in seclusion for a long time have honed are used to tickle, which is a waste of talent. The slender jade fingers seem to have a layer of magic, scratching Sally's armpits, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, making her laugh out loud, her whole body slumped on the sofa, curled up into a ball, laughing so hard that her branches and branches trembled, and tears rolled down like broken pearls.

Sally struggled continuously with her body trembling. Although the power of the human-dragon clan was stronger than that of the ghost clan and the snow girl, her body was so soft at the moment that she could not exert any strength at all. Therefore, no matter how she struggled, she could not get rid of the clamp.

"Say or not?"

“Hahaha… stop it… hahaha, Yasha, Wudong… you, you guys, stop tickling me… hahaha…”

As if being electrocuted, the numbness quickly spread from her armpits to her whole body. The itching was unbearable and Sally's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Woo——"

Chapter 222: The Shota in the Bathroom, Sera Role-plays as a Burglar

Not to mention the scene of three mature and beautiful women playing downstairs, seeing her mother coming downstairs, Sera breathed a sigh of relief, left the task of receiving the two aunts who seemed to be natural enemies to her, and went upstairs herself.

Arriving on the second floor, Sera went straight to Sally's room. As soon as she entered, her eyes were attracted by the messy bed. There were wet marks on the bed and traces of ambiguity could be seen everywhere.

It seemed that there was no time to open the windows for ventilation. The air was filled with a stuffy and humid atmosphere. The faint scent of orchid and musk was intertwined with the peculiar fishy smell and the strong smell of sweat, forming an extremely impactful smell that filled the entire room.

Sera was very familiar with this strong smell. When she sniffed it lightly, she felt a surge of heat rising in her body.

Looking around, Sera did not find Jinghe Qiucao in the room. There were only traces of his mess everywhere. It seemed that he had not had time to clean up the mess left by his mother just now.

Sella raised her eyebrows slightly. Based on her understanding of Jinghe Qiucao, it was she who committed the sin of lust for Qiucao's greedy mother.

"Where is Qiu Cao?"

He was muttering to himself when suddenly the sound of running water came from the small bathroom in the bedroom.

"So you're taking a shower."

Listening to the gurgling sound of water coming from the bathroom, Sera raised a wicked smile, slightly bent her toes, and tiptoed to the door of the small bathroom.

The small bathroom in Sally's room was made of frosted glass and wrapped in a curtain. No wonder Sera didn't notice it just now.

The curtains were gently opened, and the sunlight sprinkled on the frosted glass like drizzle. The light and shadow intertwined, and the white mist inside was steaming up. In the haze, a slender figure was looming, and the water poured down, hitting the white skin, stirring up layers of ripples. Crystal clear water droplets dripped along the hair, with white foam, like pearls scattered, dotted on the ground.

The bathroom door didn't have a lock, so Sera pushed it open gently. Looking at the blurry scene in front of her, she raised a sly smile and slipped in nimbly.

Not to mention the scene of three mature and beautiful women playing downstairs, seeing her mother coming downstairs, Sera breathed a sigh of relief, left the task of receiving the two aunts who seemed to be natural enemies to her, and went upstairs herself.

Arriving on the second floor, Sera went straight to Sally's room. As soon as she entered, her eyes were attracted by the messy bed. There were wet marks on the bed and traces of ambiguity could be seen everywhere.

It seemed that there was no time to open the windows for ventilation. The air was filled with a stuffy and humid atmosphere. The faint scent of orchid and musk was intertwined with the peculiar fishy smell and the strong smell of sweat, forming an extremely impactful smell that filled the entire room.

Sera was very familiar with this strong smell. When she sniffed it lightly, she felt a surge of heat rising in her body.

Looking around, Sera did not find Jinghe Qiucao in the room. There were only traces of his mess everywhere. It seemed that he had not had time to clean up the mess left by his mother just now.

Sella raised her eyebrows slightly. Based on her understanding of Jinghe Qiucao, it was she who committed the sin of lust for Qiucao's greedy mother.

"Where is Qiu Cao?"

He was muttering to himself when suddenly the sound of running water came from the small bathroom in the bedroom.

"So you're taking a shower."

Listening to the gurgling sound of water coming from the bathroom, Sera raised a wicked smile, slightly bent her toes, and tiptoed to the door of the small bathroom.

The small bathroom in Sally's room was made of frosted glass and wrapped in a curtain. No wonder Sera didn't notice it just now.

The curtains were gently opened, and the sunlight sprinkled on the frosted glass like drizzle. The light and shadow intertwined, and the white mist inside was steaming up. In the haze, a slender figure was looming, and the water poured down, hitting the white skin, stirring up layers of ripples. Crystal clear water droplets dripped along the hair, with white foam, like pearls scattered, dotted on the ground.

The bathroom door didn't have a lock, so Sera pushed it open gently. Looking at the blurry scene in front of her, she raised a sly smile and slipped in nimbly.

The water flowed like a curtain, blocking his vision. Although he could not see clearly, Jinghe Qiucao keenly sensed a figure approaching quietly. That burning gaze penetrated the mist like a searchlight and locked onto him firmly. The burning feeling pierced his sensitive nerves like a needle.

"Cella?"

Although it was a question, there was a certainty in Jinghe Qiucao's words.

Sera did not answer. She pressed her plump body against Jinghe Qiucao, pushing him against the frosted glass and letting the water wet her clothes.

The pure white T-shirt fits her curvy figure closely, showing off her perfect curves to the fullest. Her breasts are tall and straight, and you can see the seductive black lace pattern winding around her honey-colored flesh. Her waist is slender and tightly pressed against Jinghe Qiucao.

"What a handsome little boy, are you home alone?"

Apparently, Sera had a sudden idea and enthusiastically played the role of a burglar, but unexpectedly she ran into a beautiful man who was bathing. She took advantage of the situation and staged an absurd rape farce.

"Okay, okay, let me go first. I'll play with you later, dear."

The greedy Jinghe Qiucao and Sally entangled eagerly in the brief time that Guishang Yasha and Cangjiang Wudong came to their home, although Sally hurriedly tidied herself up and restored some of her appearance with the help of Jinghe Qiucao.

Jinghe Qiucao didn't need to rush to follow Sally to entertain and deal with the two people, and he didn't clean up much. His whole body was sticky, with sweat, sticky and crystal droplets, and white viscous substances, which combined together formed a decadent picture.

He had just washed his hair, and although his body felt slightly refreshed by the water, he still felt unbearably uncomfortable without any shower gel, as he had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

He pushed gently, but the soft pressure on his body became even stronger.