Ghost Slayer: The Strongest Swordsman

Warm sunlight falls through the window into the room.

Inside the house

The plump Aoi branch of the stove was nestled tightly in the man’s arms.

The man is shirtless, showing strong muscles and a tall body, giving people a very safe feeling.

The warm sunlight falls on the beautiful eyelashes of the stove door sunflower branch, and the eyes are opened in confusion.

Looking at the shepherd beside him.

His face was slightly red.

Seeing that the other party was still asleep, he got up carefully and began to put on his clothes, because he was afraid of waking the other party, and the movement of the stove Aoi Zhi was very slight.

Suddenly

The waist was tightly wrapped around the arm, and the stove gate Aoi couldn’t help but struggle with his hand.

“Don’t move.”

Mujun’s voice came, with a hint of domineering, and when she spoke, a warm snort hit the back of her neck, making her shrink her neck sensitively.

It feels a little… Itchy.

“Mujun… Hurry up and loosen the pull. ”

Aoi Zhi said softly, she still has to get up to cook, and if it is later, I am afraid that it will be much later.

After all, several children have to eat, and, for Mujun, you must also prepare some nutritious, after all, these days, Mujun is very tired, and the body must eat well.

She just broke it, but she couldn’t break the wrist that Mujun was holding her waist.

“Call your husband to listen, and let you go.”

Su Mu leaned his head on the back of the stove gate sunflower branch, and the falling black hair fell on his face, with a clear fragrance, which smelled very good.

Hearing Mujun’s request, Aoi Zhi’s heart trembled.

“Husband-kun…”

A slightly gentle voice sounded.

Hearing this, Su Mu released the hand holding the waist of the stove door Kwaizhi with satisfaction.

Like a rabbit, he broke away from Su Mu’s side, but he still didn’t forget to glance at Mujun.

There were several obvious nail scratches on the other party’s tight body.

Su Mu stretched his waist, also feeling slightly uncomfortable, only to find that he still had a few nail scratches on his chest.

He hadn’t noticed it before.

“Mrs. Kwaichi, it’s really not honest at all!”

Su Mu raised his head, looked at the stove door sunflower branch who was lowering his head and blushing, and said jokingly.

“Mu-kun, no… Didn’t scratch you, did it? ”

Aoi Zhi of the stove door was flushed, but her voice was timid.

Su Mu stretched out his hand and ticked his finger on the stove branch.

Aoi Zhi obediently walked up.

“It still hurts, but Mrs. Kwaichi helped me blow it and it didn’t hurt.”

The beautiful eyelashes of the stove door couldn’t help but tremble.

But he still came to Su Mu’s side obediently and brewed for a while, only then did he summon up enough courage and approach the wound.

The warm heat blew on the scratches of the wound, making Su Mu’s breath slightly suffocated, and his eyes couldn’t help but fall on the shy but serious face of the stove Aoi Zhi.

It’s really endearing.

…………

“Does it still hurt?”

After a while, puffing out his mouth, and his mouth was a little numb, and only then did Aoizhi raise his head and ask.

“Okay.”

Su Mu patted the head of the stove door Kwaizhi and nodded with satisfaction.

Aoi Zhi of the stove door was amnestied and took a few steps back quickly.

Looking at the stove door sunflower branch that left like a panicked rabbit, Su Mu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and stretched his waist with a bit of laziness before getting up.

Opening the door, the figure of the stove Kwaizhi has long disappeared, and it is estimated that he went to the kitchen to be busy.

He didn’t care either.

At this moment, the door of the next room was also open.

You Bean stretched his waist to reveal that delicate and cute little face, and then, Your Bean suddenly froze, but he noticed that the uncle came out of his mother’s room.

Su Mu also wanted to say hello.

But Thou Bean suddenly shrunk back into the house, and the door was closed tightly.