People Are Crumbling, Turning into Bishops

However, Honkai Will opened his eyes again.

Because he felt hands touching the buttocks of his current body, he was about to sit up, but his forehead hit the coffin board.

pain!

Honkai Will hurts, but the pain makes her happy again.

However, he stretched out his hands and covered his buttocks. There was no one else here, but his buttocks still felt the sensation of being slapped.

It's like slapping a naughty little ghost.

How is this going! ?

Honkai Will couldn't help being shocked, and then he covered the full chest, and there was also a feeling of being rubbed on the chest.

Is this the hell! ?

Why do I feel this way when I obviously don't have a hand to touch me!

Could it be that this corpse is weird?

But Houkai's will is weak, and he couldn't leave here, so he could only quietly feel this skilled technique in the dark coffin.

I always feel that these invisible hands are a bit familiar...

Make him very happy.

Honkai Will raised his hand and stroked his cheek. It was a female corpse.

In the dark coffin, His joyful laughter came.

"I see."

"interesting."

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"Da da da."

In St. Freya Academy, Teresa walked to the door of her niece's room with steps that her six relatives did not recognize.

Then without knocking on the door, he pushed open the door of the room.

She is the principal of St. Freya Academy, the entire academy belongs to her, and the room where Kiyana sleeps is also hers, why does she have to knock on the door when she enters her room.

As soon as she came in, the white-haired girl had no defense at all, she was still sleeping soundly in the room.

"Superman~don't~"

He was still talking in his sleep, his clothes were lifted up, and his hands were unconsciously grasping his white belly.

This terrible sleeping image really resembles Cecilia. Teresa and Cecilia had spent the night together before, and Cecilia's feet almost fell into her mouth when she woke up in the morning.

But thinking of this, Teresa sighed a little melancholy.

This white hair dumpling is actually not his niece Kiyana herself, but Kiyana's clone K423.

But is this girl named by Siegfried, or a girl recognized by Grandpa.

Moreover, I am the same as her.

Alas, just treat yourself as having an extra niece.

Teresa also had contact with Qiyana for one night, and after dinner broke up, they went to have extra meals together, and the two had been alone.

This is a good girl.

Siegfried doesn't look like he can raise such a good girl, and she seems to want to find that bastard Siegfried, that is, Siegfried ran away.

Could it be that grandpa took care of it?

"Qiana, get up quickly!"

Looking at the sleeping girl, Teresa raised her hands, and her small slaps directly slapped Qiyana's face.

She is trying to establish the majesty of the great aunt!

Judging from yesterday's performance, Kiyana still seems to have doubts about her aunt's identity, and now she is going to show her the majesty of the principal.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Qiyana, who was suddenly attacked in her sleep, covered her forehead and rolled around on the bed. After waiting for a while, she found that the cheap aunt she just met yesterday was standing beside her bed.

"Theresa, why are you here?"

"Call Auntie!" Teresa didn't answer Kiana's question, she took off the Judas she was carrying on her back, and stuck it on the ground.

And Teresa jumped up, sat down on the cross, and looked down at Qiyana condescendingly.

"Qiana, do you know what day it is today?"

Teresa crossed her arms and looked majestic. She finally got the chance to teach Qiyana a lesson.

"Well, is it the day to take out the trash?" Kiana sat on the bed, still a little sleepy, and scratched her hair suspiciously.

"It's your school day!" Teresa patted Judas pretending to be dissatisfied, and the sound of gold and iron clashing made the corners of Kiana's eyes twitch.

My aunt's hand strength is too exaggerated, if this slap falls on my chest, I can't slap my chest as flat as my aunt! ?