Miss Hardcore Love Daily

There was blood red on the hair as light as white oak, and the young man with a smile on his face took a sip of the liquid in the European teacup, and the bright red color immediately dyed the young man's lips.

He was sitting casually in the pavilion in front of this small villa with an umbrella. In the night, he asked his servants to light a candle, and a man in a vest was sitting opposite him.

There was also a set of tea sets in front of the man's desk.

"Why don't you go back to your Bliss Cult? The winding meeting is over, or is it because you've spotted new food here?"

The other party looked at the lights outside and asked.

Tong Mo's smile continued: "There's a newly opened tavern in Ginza, that young lady invited me to have a drink there~"

"Oh? Why don't you just eat it, I remember you raised a woman before?"

Tong Mo finally restrained his smile, showed a dejected look, and propped his cheeks with his fingers: "You mean, Qin Ye, she was discovered and refused to listen to the explanation, and wanted to escape from me, so she had to let her go forever. with me~"

"..." The man picked up the cup and drank the tea in it, without saying a word.

But Tong Mo didn't end the topic easily: "Qin Ye is actually a good woman, if you don't rush to escape... well, forget it, there are so many girls with high nutritional value waiting for me, let me tell you Oh, no misery—Xiao Jiaye is very, very [beautiful]!"

Oni Wu Tsuji has long ceased to regard human beings as equals to himself. Even if he is beautiful, he cannot shake this person who has lived at the top of society for thousands of years.

He just gave a casual 'huh'.

Perhaps it was this conversation that caused Tong Mo, who was completely free-spirited, to decide to ask for the glass of drink that the young lady promised.

He bid farewell to the owner of this mansion and prepared to go there.

Besides, Wan Yin Jia Ye expressed difficulty in Tong Mo's behavior of rushing over without saying hello.

Originally from the Sanyashiki family, the crows trained for communication will usually follow one after passing the final test of Wisteria Hanayama, and there are many.

It's just that Wanyin Jiaye was greedy for this little thing, and before he had time to write a letter to the head of the obstetrician, the ready-made one came back after a certain day and told the two that there was a suspected ghost in the east of Ginza.

There are not many ghosts. Miss Wan Yin only received the news a day or two after the opening of the new store here.

Of course, Tong Mo who came over by himself doesn't count.

At night, the tavern starts to open, and the traffic flow of the cafe re-flows during the day.

She was just about to leave to go, but was informed by the clerk that a young man who claimed to be Tong Mo had come, and said that she owed him a glass of wine.

When Ms. Wan Yin heard the name, she looked at Kuano Kuangjin who was not holding the Rilun Saber. She secretly cursed that it was not the right time, so she had no choice but to ask the other party to go to the camp first, but don't force it.

She also thought that this was not a pillar, and was afraid that it would affect her agreement with the Ghost Killing Squad.

At this moment, Tong Mo, who just called someone to find Miss Wan Yin, was sitting on a single booth, holding a golden leaf fan in his hand, and his colorful eyes swept across the handsome young man at the bar, lacking in interest. lack.

Unaware that he had been scrutinized as a food with low nutritional value, this young man who wore an imitation military coat to meet the preferences of the proprietress here introduced the recommended food in the store to the customer sitting in front of him with a just right smile. Eat food and drink.

Some of the former employees were left behind, and then Ms. Wan Yin recruited a group of young and beautiful young girls to be placed in front of them, acting as a facade, and it was all regarded as her for pleasing to the eye.

This newly opened tavern did not continue the old style, but added a lot of Western things. Even the waiters were uniformed in suits and trousers, regardless of gender.

Under the night light, there is an aesthetic that breaks through common sense.

The more something that has something to do with wine, the more it must be in line with the roots of human beings. In this regard, Miss Wan Yin has done a very good job.

If you have to say it, the talented Miss Wan Yin opened this tavern as a crude version of the Cowherd's shop.

"Take all the things recommended by Xiao Jiaye here, and you don't need to work so hard."

The man holding the golden fan covered his mouth and nose slightly with it, leaving only a pair of eyes to look at the young man. When the other party heard this, he was shocked, and directly made an order to the back chef.By the way, I also asked this generous gentleman if he wanted to change to a larger table to accommodate so many wines and dishes.

Tong Mo nodded as he said, and when he looked up again, a figure came out from the back where no guests could go in to find out.

The girly attitude, coming in style, is the same as that night when he chatted in every possible way to decide on food at the station but let the other party automatically jump into his eyes.This well-dressed beauty looks like a pearl.

Tong Mo eats men with disdain. He thinks that fertile women are more nutritious than men, and the more beautiful and beautiful women he is, the more he is willing to let them fuse with him to obtain eternal life.

Although there are those believers for him to eat, Tong Mo still feels that he is not as good as this pearl he came across by chance from Tokyo Station.

In this way, Tong Mo smiled at the visitor without haze like a child, but there was another obsession in his eyes.

In fact, once she thinks that the other party is a ghost, Miss Wan Yin knows that this kind of infatuation is different from the past. It is not about men's admiration, admiration for their beauty, or taking it for themselves, but about appetite.

It begins with human beings basically wanting, begging—appetite.

Wanyin Jiaye remained calm, she saw the devil's teeth in his smile, and she laughed too, with the same four gleaming fangs.

Strong canine teeth are not the privilege of ghosts. Tong Mo was shaken by a girl's canine teeth, subconsciously thinking that if this child becomes a ghost, then this beauty can be passed down forever.

But he just recommended a newcomer not long ago, and if he pushes it now, it may cause Wu Mi's boredom.

"You are well these days. I didn't expect to see you so soon, Mr. Tong Mo."

Wearing a top hat to cover the inhuman blood red on his head, Tong Mo lightly fanned his fan, and a feeling of coldness spread silently: "Miss really made me wait, you want to ask me to drink it?" what?"

"You are free today, and I will bear all the expenses. A Liang has told me just now, let's go... I will take you to the inner room."

Ah Liang was the boy who was disliked, Miss Wan Yin blinked slightly at Tong Mo, and left first.

"Oh, this is really a trick."

Seeing this ignorant girl leading him to a place where no one was around, Tong Mo almost thought of the wonderful feeling of this child's flesh and blood entering his body.

Wan Yinjiaye pushed open the door of the box, and there were already things on the table. The warm yellow light bulb inside was illuminated by the brown lampshade, and the hazy and soft color added a touch of rosy to the two people's too pale skin.

The newly introduced foreign wine was placed in a goblet, and the light white wine was bubbling, and the transparent bubbles reflected the shadows of the two sitting down.

The young man was tall enough to cover Miss Wanyin in the shadows, but Wanyin Jiaye moved his buttocks calmly and sat opposite him.

The lady in the dress pinched the slender and crystal neck of the goblet with her fingertips, and motioned lightly to the man. Seeing this, Tong Mo tilted her head slightly, closed her fan, and also touched the girl.

The whispering of the glass, the swaying of the liquor, and the fragrance emanating from the aroma diffuser in the corner, all of these are incomparable and supreme enjoyment for human beings, but for ghosts, they are just mediocre.

Maybe it's because of thin blood.

Miss Wan Yin's lips touched the rim of the glass, and when she put down the glass, her face was already a little pink, and her lips were as clear as grease.

Seeing him, Tong Mo smiled twice: "Drunk?"

Wanyin Jiaye shook his head: "Fortunately, the family used to run a winery, so they are somewhat resistant to these things."

"The winery?"

"Yes" she lied without blushing.

"Why do you only let you, a girl, open a shop in Tokyo alone?"

Although Wanyinjiaye is young, the girl's height has not changed much, and she has been dressed up. In fact, it is difficult for anyone to see that she should be playing the role of sixteen or seventeen years old now.

Tong Mo put down the cup, picked up his golden leaf fan again, and saw that the girl showed an indescribable expression, her brows were slightly frowned, like a worried female student in a school.

Tong Mo was also lucky enough to eat one or two, and those looks were similar, but compared to them, Miss Wan Yin's exquisite appearance made this melancholy more distressing.

"The family was once rescued by a benefactor, and my father was not in good health, so he asked me to come here to look for it... As for opening the tavern here, it is entirely for the foundation of the family business in the future... Hey..."

Maybe it's the habit of the leader of Wanshi Bliss Sect. He feels pitiful when he sees the suffering in this world. He was originally a ghost, but he wanted to save the world.

The girl lowered her head slightly at this moment, closed the fan, rubbed the fan bones, and finally tapped lightly on the top of the girl's head. Looking down, she felt that her fan was very similar to the girl's hair color .

Thinking about it this way reminded him of a woman. It was said that, apart from her bad looks, that woman had the same light hair color as the young lady.

But that woman...

"If you can't get rid of the little lady's troubles, can you tell me?"

Wanyin Jiaye raised her head suddenly due to this light tap, the scalp in her hair felt the cold material of the golden fan, and there was a look of pretending to be slightly stunned in her eyes, the man's expression is very easy for ordinary people to unload. Lower atrium.

What's more, there is also the impetus of alcohol.

The warm color was faint, and the delicate face cast a shadow. Both of them were leaning against the table, and the girl who raised her head slightly seemed to be about to be kissed.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Yin Jia Ye also laughed——

It's a pity that such a beautiful scenery actually appeared on two non-human beings with ulterior motives.

The author has something to say:

Thank you readers "It's the devil, not Gabriel☆", irrigation nutrient solution*10

(Attention, please do not imitate the behavior of the ghost in the text!)