Miss Hardcore Love Daily

Wanyin Jiaye felt that he was dominated by appetite and lost his mind, which was disgusting.

Especially the moment when she regained her senses after tasting the sweetness - she knew what she had done, and she also knew what a hideous expression she had on her face.

Her fingers pressed tightly against the man who made her unable to control herself, and her fingertips turned blue and white due to lack of blood circulation.

In the very first moment, the hunter blocked all the exits of the prey, and she only let him move within the range she had set.

Even if his hand has already touched the handle of the Rilun Saber, even if the three-foot green edge has been exposed.

The man was trembling slightly because of the tense muscles, and the intensity was transmitted from the other side to her. His mouth loosened and he shamefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Not far from this secluded wall is the busy city, after Wanyin Jiaye let go, so that no one could see her appearance, she jumped to the roof two or three times and left.

The flowing blood seemed to blow over Wan Yinjiaye's cheeks, and after flying back to his own territory, the temperature lost due to the wild running was gradually replenished.

Wan Yinjiaye went back to Jingji House, took off with one step, and threw the coat on the ground.When he walked to the center of the room, he had already reached out and pulled off the single clothes that Xiaoxue had neatly hung on the shelf, and changed into them.

The bright red silk reflected the woman's snow-like skin, and her indifferent eyes glanced across the huge mirror leaning against the wall, and she sat down straight there, took out the cigarette stick and lit the fire.

After a while, blue and white smoke came out.

They are illusory yet substantive, and finally exhale slowly from the tip of the woman's nose—this is considered to eliminate the hunger that makes people swallow with their tongues pressed.

"Miss!"

When Wanwan Yinjiaye turned his head, he happened to see Xiaoxue pushing the door and coming in from the outside. Because the person who came was not threatening, he relaxed again: "What's wrong?"

"The proprietress asked for something to be delivered."

The girl brought out a plate from one side, and on it was a white porcelain cup the size of a man's fist. Wan Yinjiaye smelled the faint smell of tobacco leaves with the fragrance of flowers, and suddenly there was a sweet smell.

This taste...

"Open—" Wanyin Jiaye knocked the ashes on his hands: "yoki, open."

The little girl glanced at the woman with the agate and catalpa tobacco stick on it, "Hey, um."

The white porcelain cover was gently pinched by the little girl's plain hands, Miss Wan Yin looked at it, and her face darkened: "Did she say anything?"

Seeing the black-red liquid in the cup, Xiaoxue didn't know why, but was taken aback by the expression on the person she was waiting on: "The proprietress said, tell you to taste it, although it's not, it's not rare, but it can satisfy your hunger."

"..." Wan Yinjiaye's gloomy face forced a smile: "Heh ~ pour it out."

"But miss—"

"go out."

The girl named 'Snow' nodded tremblingly, "Yes..."

The blond-haired woman in red is leaning against the window. The red and gold are very similar to Miss Hanako's preference when she first arrived three years ago—it's like blood flowing through gold and coming from the thick agarwood. decay.

She looked at the scenery that hadn't changed for three years, and occasionally saw familiar or unfamiliar people passing by, including women, men and children.

The chilly wind rolled up the dust on the street and blew it over. The cup of black and red human blood seemed to appear in front of Wanyin Jiaye's eyes, and his heart sank.

Her mother's desire to control was something she could never escape.

Slowly closing her eyes, there was no way to hide the young man's appearance - she understood the fatal attraction:

"Thin blood, so the temptation to ghosts is so great...Mr. Undead Chuan, did you agree not to come here again?"

The woman's slender fingers pressed hard, and the shattered catalpa fell outside, and the long tobacco rod was easily broken.

It is true that Undead Chuan Shiya has not set foot in this place for three years, but the map is too small, and this is his first pillar-level mission - and he can't help it.

Just walking around the tavern, he was pressed against the wall by a ghost and blood was poured on it. This is a great shame for the newly promoted Fengzhu.

But Undead Kawa Minami went back to the tavern, and before seeing the spine of the book that seemed to be on the shelf in the living room for a long time, he didn't know what to look at, but Tomioka-san didn't mention anything, he just took his clothes and went in. out of the bathroom.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki noticed the existence of his new teammate, turned his head, and indicated with his eyes whether the other party said something, but his eyes didn't seem to be noticed.

Tomioka: "Hmm..."

bathroom.

The steaming bucket improved the small space. The white-haired young man took a handful of water and splashed it on his face. His sharp brows made the man in the mirror look unfriendly. He stroked the forehead with one hand. Hair, tiny drops of water slid down his face to his neck——

Staring at himself in the mirror with black eyes, these eyes that Miss Wan Yin once praised had lost the delicacy of his youth, and only looked more and more like his bastard father.

He was originally white, and the heat was blowing on it, and his face was a little powdery.

The bulging muscles wrapped around the bones, and a little fresh blood came out of the wound. The man tilted his head in the mirror to see where the ghost had bitten him, and wiped it with his hand.

His hand was stained with red, and there was a small amount of blood in it... Undead Kawa Minami thought of the scent of flowers in the dark, the sound of jingling bells in his ears——

The man's eyes glanced at the corners of his own eyes in the mirror, and there were very faint fingerprints—the fingerprints of a woman.

Stepping into the wooden barrel, the water mist filled the air, and the sound of rushing water rang out, and the high water level submerged the young man's chin. Undead Kawa Minami put his hand into the water, and the blood scattered, leaving only the bright red grease that could not be melted away. .

Kaye, Miss?

Are you a 'ghost'?

The next evening, the sun set.

"Mr. A Liang, can you lend me the book on the second floor?"

In order to cheer up at night, Tomioka Yoshiyuki took a nap in the afternoon and woke up from his dream in the evening.

Now he has changed into clothes suitable for going to the flower house to have fun. It has been a while since he woke up.

Waiting for Undead River to go to Yoshiwara for a while.

The clothes were purposely chosen to be loose and loose, so that they could hide the sun-wheel knives on their bodies.

A Liang just came over to watch at night, and when he heard the young man ask himself, he just shook his head: "Those are the things of my former boss, I can't make a decision...there are quite a lot of her things left over there."

Tomioka thought of the beautiful glazed vases and decorations that were clearly biased towards women in his room: "Ah, so."

The young man lowered his eyes, dazed.

"Hey! What are you doing in a daze? Let's go! Let's go!" Hearing this unfriendly tone, you can tell who it is, A Liang smiled, and looked at Mr. Undead Chuan, who was wearing a white background and gray stripes, coming out of the stairs. .

A Liang looked at Giyuu Tomioka who insisted on wearing this and that patchwork: "Mr. Tomioka really doesn't change his clothes?"

The person who was called looked up and shook his head again: "That's good."

"I really don't know why you are so obsessed with this aesthetic." Undead Chuan said.

Tomioka fell into silence, staring at him with a pair of calm eyes, making people hairy.

"Tsk!" Undead Chuan took the lead to look away and went straight to the outside.

Ah Liang secretly thought it was amused by the way the two got along, "By the way, Mr. Fushikawa, Mr. Tomioka...the proprietress left an easy-to-carry short knife before. I wonder if you two need it?"

He focused on Immortal Kawasami.

As soon as the opponent's back stopped, he knew what the end of the dagger should be, and ignored Mr. Tomioka's "no need", he took it out of his wide sleeve-"Mr. Immortal Chuan, you Do you want it?"

The white-headed young man's face was as cold as ice, and Ah Liang's smile grew wider.

After Mr. Undead Chuan took the knife and held it in his hand and pinned it to his waist, Ah Liang understood more and more the pleasure of fooling others by the proprietress back then—ah, seeing how this person is still reluctant to part with the proprietress, he is really young~~

When the proprietress left, she left two knives in the store, one with a short blade and one with a heavy blade... Rather than just sitting in the warehouse and eating ashes, those things might as well play a role.

The two tall young men walked side by side on the street. They were not bad in appearance, and they could be considered imposing, and passers-by also cast a lot of glances at them.

But for Yoshiyuki Tomioka, his focus was on why Immortal Kawasami wanted the Japanese sword, because according to his understanding, the new Fengzhu itself...is not suitable for using a short sword.

"Why?" He asked Undead Chuan with a puzzled face and tilted his head.

Undead Kawa Minami folded his hands, his face darkened: "Why?"

"Why do you want that knife?"

"You mean, you want it?" he asked back.

Tomioka frowned: "I'm different from you."

"..." The bad-tempered Undead Chuan wanted to hit someone: "Ah, really!"

"Ok?"

This taciturn and sticky type, Undead Chuan has long lost patience, he still remembers the letter sent by the other party: "I said, don't pretend to be stupid, you really don't know??"

"..." Tomioka Yoshiyuki looked at the road, not knowing why, but he didn't want to talk, so he responded with silence.

This silence caused Bushichuan to misunderstand: "Wait a while, I'll go find the boss."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded: "Yes."

"You know what I mean." Undead Chuan glanced at him.

Tomioka said quite enthusiastically: "I'll cover for you, you go."

The abacus of the two of them was sounding, but they had never really been to Huajie. They didn’t know that the places where Yoshihara woman drank and ate with her guests were not far or near. Room'.

Yangwu is a place similar to a hotel, where guests can drink tea, wash, play, and eat.

So although the two of them kept the sun wheel swords in their hands at the entrance of Asakusa Yoshiwara, they spent half the night listening to the male and female entertainers babbling in Yangwu. No hairs were seen.

The two boys who had just entered the adult world sat in the banquet with cold faces, and they gave out a lot of tips. To make it clear, the one who mainly talked to the other party was Undead Kawa Minya, and as for Tomioka Yoshiyuki, he only used it to pretend to be cold with a cold face.

Although Undead Kawa Miniya didn't look like a meticulous person, he didn't ask the boss to find out their identities. He only said that there was some business at home, and the boss who was with the business came to drink.

Yoshiwara is a very interesting place. Rights are not universal. On the contrary, the main points for evaluating guests are appearance, courage, and character, and money is at the bottom.

Immortal Kawashiya is far from having a scar on his face now, with an irrational look, and if he speaks normally, he can be regarded as a gentle person-just like he once treated that person.

"Then what kind of woman does Young Master Undead Chuan like?"

The young man took a sip of the wine, restraining the spicy: "It is rumored that the proprietress of the Kyogoku House opened a mahjong game—I wonder if I am lucky?"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki also stared at this person like the proprietress, his eyes made the other party feel a little depressed.

"This..." The other party paused: "Two days ago, I said to let it go first—and, the eldest lady has rules, and she doesn't like to meet people."

"Then let's do this for today." The black-haired and cold-faced man finally did not remain silent, just lowered his eyes, and suddenly drank a glass. The spiciness of the wine exceeded Tomioka's imagination, and the corners of his eyes immediately turned red.

Misunderstandings are easy to happen like this, the lady boss is rare among the crowd who are young, handsome and handsome, and she saw this son-in-law so infatuated, so she was moved to pity her.

Undead Chuan saw the proprietress's slightly frowned eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but not too big - wasn't this the bait?

Hmph, Yoshiyuki Tomioka is very useful!