I live longer than the incomparable
Chapter 12
Seeing his expression like this, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suddenly realized where his ominous premonition came from.
Ryoko, who was a servant in the annex, stood aside and cast a worried look at her cautiously.
Eight hundred bhikkhuni immediately understood that there must be a verbal war between himself and Guiwu Tsuji.
She asked Yoshiko to take Inosuke upstairs to wash and sleep, and squatted down when Inosuke pulled the corner of her clothes and refused to let her go, looking straight into his green eyes.
"Inosuke will go upstairs with sister Ryoko first? Dad has something to tell mom."
The little child has heard the same words countless times, and every time his mother utters these words, all he can see is his father's gloomy face.
He can actually understand the hidden meaning in it——
There was a conflict between father and mother, and he didn't want him to see it, so mother always used this excuse to try to keep him away from their dispute.
He resisted silently with his eyes, but his mother broke away the fingers holding her clothes, and put his hand into Sister Liangzi's.
She said in a gentle but uncompromising tone: "Be obedient, Inosuke."
Ryoko who stood beside them had already developed the ability to detect the atmosphere these days. When she saw Mr. Tsukihiko with an ugly face turned on the light all night, as if waiting for something, then she thought of Mrs. The young master told her that he would go out for a few days, and then he would be able to know clearly—madam and sir, there might be some conflict again.
She half-coaxed and half-hugged Inosuke upstairs, and before she completely left their sight, she saw Mr. Tsukihiko throwing away a few pages of the book in his hand that he couldn't read.
Realizing that something that Inosuke would definitely not see might happen next, she blocked Inosuke's sight, and she was a little more agile in taking him upstairs.
And the eight hundred bhikkhuni downstairs also kept paying attention to the positions of Inosuke and Ryoko, until they completely disappeared from her sight, and then she set her sights on Onimai Tsuji.
Perhaps it was because of her actions that Gui Wu Tsuji's face became even uglier.
"Where did you go?" he asked in a deep voice.
The deep voice faintly reveals danger and exploration.
The eight hundred bhikkhuni didn't change his face: "Didn't you know it a long time ago?"
Her answer was obviously not what Onimai Tsuji wanted to hear, but Yabaichuni was still adding information that was meaningless to him.
"I told you before I went out, I'm going to Tongmo's temple to pray for blessings."
Ghost Dance Tsuji Wucan suddenly smiled.
Cold and abrupt.
That kind of smile hung on his face, not only failed to soften his expression, but made those red plum-colored eyes even colder.
"is it?"
He said this sentence in a calm manner, as if he was waiting for the eight hundred bhikkuni to change his words.
But the eight hundred bhikkhunis were also like him, and replied lightly: "That's it."
As soon as the words fell, Oni Wu Tsuji's hand was already on her neck, her pale but not weak fingers rested on her throat, and the pad of her thumb rubbed her skin.
"You always like to do unnecessary things."
Gui Wu Tsuji lowered his head, his face stopped in front of her, and he could smell the familiar and cold smell on his body.
It's the smell of perfume.
Speaking of which, this is the perfume that Babai Kuni personally selected for him. At that time, the clothing store he frequented happened to have new products, so he called her specially to inform her that he was a big customer, and explained that if he was interested, he could send someone to send an album to choose from. .
At that time, the eight hundred bhikkhuni had another quarrel with Guiwu Tsuji.Oni Wu Tsuji had no idea where he had gone, Inosuke was in school again, Yabaichuni thought she was fine, so she took Ryoko to the clothing store to look at the clothes.
Eight hundred bhikuni had no concept of money, let alone the money was not hers, so naturally she had no thought of saving. After buying a considerable amount of new western clothes, she caught a glimpse of some boxes in the corner.
"Is there any more?"
She thought it was a dress that hadn't been removed and put on, but unexpectedly, the clerk told her that it was a perfume that the store wanted to try.
The clerk took out a bottle and sprayed it on her wrist lightly. Babaichuni praised casually, and then heard the clerk say:
"Perfume for men is not too common nowadays, so the store manager only bought a small part, and intends to see the sales situation..."
When she was talking about this, the clerk cleverly wrapped her clothes, stuffed another box of perfume in, and said to her: "You are a regular customer of the store, so I will give you this bottle. It is the little girl in the store." Gift."
Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, who didn't know the origin of this bottle of perfume, raised his eyebrows when he received it, saying that he didn't need this kind of thing, but Babaichuni smelled a faint fragrance on him the next day.
After that, besides the smell of blood, the smell of this perfume appeared most often on his body.
Eight hundred bhikkhuni drooped his eyelids, and he didn't know why he suddenly thought of this.
But when Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi broke her chin and ordered her to raise her eyes, she suddenly understood again.
Because Guiwu Tsuji is always doing those "meaningless" things in his mouth.
She looked directly into Onimui Tsuji's eyes: "What do you want to hear?"
The way Onimai Tsuji frowned is very common, and it is more familiar than the deliberate tenderness.Even though the eight hundred bhikkuni was strangled by him, the expression on his face was still calm.
The calmer she was, the more upset Oni Wu Tsuji felt.
If she showed a painful expression, or even just frowned, it would make Guiwu Tsuji more comfortable.
But the eight hundred bhikkhuni who clearly knew this would not do this, and Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan also knew the reason for it-she just didn't want to follow her.
While thinking about it, he subconsciously folded his fingers. The sharp nails covered the human appearance, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible through the thin skin.
Yabaichuni and Onimai Tsuji Mumi are both of the excessively pale type, but their paleness is not the same.The eight hundred bhikkhunis are as bright as snow, but the ghost dance Tsuji is as dim as death.
This kind of comparison made him more and more annoying, and the sharp nails easily pierced/broken her skin.
Beads of blood gushed out from the small wound, staining his nails red, and at the same time, it suddenly made Guiwu Tsuji realize what he was doing.
He loosened his fingers, but did not take them away from her neck.
"Besides the temple, where else have you been?"
It is rare for Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi to be interested in explaining to someone, but unfortunately the other party doesn't appreciate it, and instead confronts him.
"Do I report to you wherever I go?"
When he heard these words, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was about to be unable to restrain his anger again, but what Babaichuni said next stunned him for a moment.
She said: "Didn't you know that you were with me all the time?"
When the words came to her lips, Babaichuni still softened her words, after all, what she wanted to say at the beginning was "follow me".
If Oni Wu Tsuji heard such words, I'm afraid she would have to know what Oni Wu Tsuji said, "no one can order me".
It's just another way of saying it, but it has changed from an order to a prayer—at least in the eyes of Onimai Tsuji.
Eight hundred bhikkhunis bowed their heads to him.
This knowledge relieved his annoyance a little, but not enough to bring this topic to an end.
The eight hundred bhikkhuni who said she was going to Tongmo Temple already made him uncomfortable, not to mention she seemed to have gone to some other place.
Guiwu Tsuji Wucan didn't care what Tong Mo had in mind for Bhikkhuni Yabai, after all, the first stringer couldn't feel real feelings at all, everything was just a superficial gesture.
These are still under his control.
What Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi dislikes the most is things beyond his control, whether it is his "ghosts" or the eight hundred bhikkhunis around him, they cannot escape his control.
The betrayal of Zhushi in the past has made Guiwu Tsuji hate him for a long time. If the eight hundred bhikkhuni did something behind his back, Guiwu Tsuji's reaction would be tens of thousands of times more intense than the original one.
But he heard an unusual meaning from the answer of the eight hundred bhikkuni.
It's like... being subdued.
The sharp nails returned to their original appearance, with neatly trimmed and rounded ends.Their master caressed the girl's side face with the back of his hand, and kissed her neck.
The author has something to say: point out and kiss the [-]th baby, I love you! ! !
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Chuan Ji_Eighteen 1;
Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Shen Nian, Luoyan Chenye 1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Luoyan Chenye;
Ryoko, who was a servant in the annex, stood aside and cast a worried look at her cautiously.
Eight hundred bhikkhuni immediately understood that there must be a verbal war between himself and Guiwu Tsuji.
She asked Yoshiko to take Inosuke upstairs to wash and sleep, and squatted down when Inosuke pulled the corner of her clothes and refused to let her go, looking straight into his green eyes.
"Inosuke will go upstairs with sister Ryoko first? Dad has something to tell mom."
The little child has heard the same words countless times, and every time his mother utters these words, all he can see is his father's gloomy face.
He can actually understand the hidden meaning in it——
There was a conflict between father and mother, and he didn't want him to see it, so mother always used this excuse to try to keep him away from their dispute.
He resisted silently with his eyes, but his mother broke away the fingers holding her clothes, and put his hand into Sister Liangzi's.
She said in a gentle but uncompromising tone: "Be obedient, Inosuke."
Ryoko who stood beside them had already developed the ability to detect the atmosphere these days. When she saw Mr. Tsukihiko with an ugly face turned on the light all night, as if waiting for something, then she thought of Mrs. The young master told her that he would go out for a few days, and then he would be able to know clearly—madam and sir, there might be some conflict again.
She half-coaxed and half-hugged Inosuke upstairs, and before she completely left their sight, she saw Mr. Tsukihiko throwing away a few pages of the book in his hand that he couldn't read.
Realizing that something that Inosuke would definitely not see might happen next, she blocked Inosuke's sight, and she was a little more agile in taking him upstairs.
And the eight hundred bhikkhuni downstairs also kept paying attention to the positions of Inosuke and Ryoko, until they completely disappeared from her sight, and then she set her sights on Onimai Tsuji.
Perhaps it was because of her actions that Gui Wu Tsuji's face became even uglier.
"Where did you go?" he asked in a deep voice.
The deep voice faintly reveals danger and exploration.
The eight hundred bhikkhuni didn't change his face: "Didn't you know it a long time ago?"
Her answer was obviously not what Onimai Tsuji wanted to hear, but Yabaichuni was still adding information that was meaningless to him.
"I told you before I went out, I'm going to Tongmo's temple to pray for blessings."
Ghost Dance Tsuji Wucan suddenly smiled.
Cold and abrupt.
That kind of smile hung on his face, not only failed to soften his expression, but made those red plum-colored eyes even colder.
"is it?"
He said this sentence in a calm manner, as if he was waiting for the eight hundred bhikkuni to change his words.
But the eight hundred bhikkhunis were also like him, and replied lightly: "That's it."
As soon as the words fell, Oni Wu Tsuji's hand was already on her neck, her pale but not weak fingers rested on her throat, and the pad of her thumb rubbed her skin.
"You always like to do unnecessary things."
Gui Wu Tsuji lowered his head, his face stopped in front of her, and he could smell the familiar and cold smell on his body.
It's the smell of perfume.
Speaking of which, this is the perfume that Babai Kuni personally selected for him. At that time, the clothing store he frequented happened to have new products, so he called her specially to inform her that he was a big customer, and explained that if he was interested, he could send someone to send an album to choose from. .
At that time, the eight hundred bhikkhuni had another quarrel with Guiwu Tsuji.Oni Wu Tsuji had no idea where he had gone, Inosuke was in school again, Yabaichuni thought she was fine, so she took Ryoko to the clothing store to look at the clothes.
Eight hundred bhikuni had no concept of money, let alone the money was not hers, so naturally she had no thought of saving. After buying a considerable amount of new western clothes, she caught a glimpse of some boxes in the corner.
"Is there any more?"
She thought it was a dress that hadn't been removed and put on, but unexpectedly, the clerk told her that it was a perfume that the store wanted to try.
The clerk took out a bottle and sprayed it on her wrist lightly. Babaichuni praised casually, and then heard the clerk say:
"Perfume for men is not too common nowadays, so the store manager only bought a small part, and intends to see the sales situation..."
When she was talking about this, the clerk cleverly wrapped her clothes, stuffed another box of perfume in, and said to her: "You are a regular customer of the store, so I will give you this bottle. It is the little girl in the store." Gift."
Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, who didn't know the origin of this bottle of perfume, raised his eyebrows when he received it, saying that he didn't need this kind of thing, but Babaichuni smelled a faint fragrance on him the next day.
After that, besides the smell of blood, the smell of this perfume appeared most often on his body.
Eight hundred bhikkhuni drooped his eyelids, and he didn't know why he suddenly thought of this.
But when Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi broke her chin and ordered her to raise her eyes, she suddenly understood again.
Because Guiwu Tsuji is always doing those "meaningless" things in his mouth.
She looked directly into Onimui Tsuji's eyes: "What do you want to hear?"
The way Onimai Tsuji frowned is very common, and it is more familiar than the deliberate tenderness.Even though the eight hundred bhikkuni was strangled by him, the expression on his face was still calm.
The calmer she was, the more upset Oni Wu Tsuji felt.
If she showed a painful expression, or even just frowned, it would make Guiwu Tsuji more comfortable.
But the eight hundred bhikkhuni who clearly knew this would not do this, and Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan also knew the reason for it-she just didn't want to follow her.
While thinking about it, he subconsciously folded his fingers. The sharp nails covered the human appearance, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible through the thin skin.
Yabaichuni and Onimai Tsuji Mumi are both of the excessively pale type, but their paleness is not the same.The eight hundred bhikkhunis are as bright as snow, but the ghost dance Tsuji is as dim as death.
This kind of comparison made him more and more annoying, and the sharp nails easily pierced/broken her skin.
Beads of blood gushed out from the small wound, staining his nails red, and at the same time, it suddenly made Guiwu Tsuji realize what he was doing.
He loosened his fingers, but did not take them away from her neck.
"Besides the temple, where else have you been?"
It is rare for Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi to be interested in explaining to someone, but unfortunately the other party doesn't appreciate it, and instead confronts him.
"Do I report to you wherever I go?"
When he heard these words, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was about to be unable to restrain his anger again, but what Babaichuni said next stunned him for a moment.
She said: "Didn't you know that you were with me all the time?"
When the words came to her lips, Babaichuni still softened her words, after all, what she wanted to say at the beginning was "follow me".
If Oni Wu Tsuji heard such words, I'm afraid she would have to know what Oni Wu Tsuji said, "no one can order me".
It's just another way of saying it, but it has changed from an order to a prayer—at least in the eyes of Onimai Tsuji.
Eight hundred bhikkhunis bowed their heads to him.
This knowledge relieved his annoyance a little, but not enough to bring this topic to an end.
The eight hundred bhikkhuni who said she was going to Tongmo Temple already made him uncomfortable, not to mention she seemed to have gone to some other place.
Guiwu Tsuji Wucan didn't care what Tong Mo had in mind for Bhikkhuni Yabai, after all, the first stringer couldn't feel real feelings at all, everything was just a superficial gesture.
These are still under his control.
What Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi dislikes the most is things beyond his control, whether it is his "ghosts" or the eight hundred bhikkhunis around him, they cannot escape his control.
The betrayal of Zhushi in the past has made Guiwu Tsuji hate him for a long time. If the eight hundred bhikkhuni did something behind his back, Guiwu Tsuji's reaction would be tens of thousands of times more intense than the original one.
But he heard an unusual meaning from the answer of the eight hundred bhikkuni.
It's like... being subdued.
The sharp nails returned to their original appearance, with neatly trimmed and rounded ends.Their master caressed the girl's side face with the back of his hand, and kissed her neck.
The author has something to say: point out and kiss the [-]th baby, I love you! ! !
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Chuan Ji_Eighteen 1;
Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Shen Nian, Luoyan Chenye 1;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Luoyan Chenye;
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