Fiancee is Miss Mermaid

"Cough——I thought who it was, it turns out that the young master of the Wutiao family cough—" Qing Zhikazu also had difficulty breathing, and the feeling of suffocation slowly flooded his brain. Even so, he still had to say a few words to choke others .

"You're so weak." Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue twice and tilted his head, "I can strangle you with one hand, but I always think it's too cheap for you."

Maomao let go, and Kazuya fell to the ground. He clutched his chest and began to cough crazily.

Gojo Satoru put his foot on his chest, making him unable to move, "What do those messy symbols on the note you gave Lixiang mean?"

"Guess." Qingzhi Kazuya smiled viciously.

Mao Mao raised his eyebrows and slapped him a few times with his foot.

It was simply not the strength that ordinary people possessed, Qing Zhihe also only felt that his ears were rumbling, his cheeks hurt like hell, and his mouth was filled with the smell of fresh blood.

He propped himself on the ground and coughed twice, coughing up a lot of blood and a few broken teeth.

"Hey, why don't you say it? My patience is very limited. If I don't say anything else, I will really kill you." Wujo Wuyun said calmly.

He didn't expect that the new Patriarch's physical fitness was so poor that he couldn't resist beating at all.

"Li--Lixiang--" Qingzhihe also called Xiaoyu's name intermittently.

Gojo Satoru's expression froze, and he kicked him in the face again, "Shut up, you don't deserve to call her by her name at all."

"I don't deserve to be called by her name, so you deserve it?" He also had a bloody face, his front teeth were kicked out and he was still talking, "She was originally mine, because I was able to be born! If it wasn't for giving me blood, She's about to be aborted in the placenta! She belongs to me! And you're a thief who stole her when I wasn't looking."

When Qingzhi Kazuya saw Lixiang for the first time, she had just been carried out of the delivery room.

Small, the skin is still pink and tender.

The voice of crying was thin and high-pitched, not cute at all.

At that time, his mother held Lixiang, who was still a baby, in front of him, and told him: "Kazuya, she is Lixiang."

"Is she the girl my mother said was born thanks to my blessing?" He also looked at her with disgust.

"Yes, she will be Kazuya's blood bank in the future, and everything about her belongs to Kazuya."

Qingzhihe also pulled back the small quilt wrapped around Lixiang, and seeing her underdeveloped tail, he couldn't help laughing: "As mother said, she is really a monster."

"Yeah, it's a monster." Mom smiled at him too, "but this monster will be useful to He."

Since the first meeting, Qing Zhihe has rarely visited Xiao Yu, because he thinks Xiao Yu is too ugly, and he is not very interested.

It wasn't until the little fish bloomed that Kazuya condescended to visit.

At that time, Xiaoyu was about three or four years old. He was different from the skinny monkey-like fish when he was born, and he was pink and cute.

She sits in her own small basin and plays with rubber ducks. Her dull tail has become more and more beautiful, her hair is long and smooth, and there are special silver ovals in the middle of her eyes.

She is many times more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in their class.

Kiyoe Kazuya immediately rekindled his interest and started to play with her.

Lixiang is too obedient, and fully aware of her inferior status in the family, she always flatters Kazuya intentionally or unintentionally.

Qing Zhihe was also extremely satisfied with this.

He found a toy to rub and rub.

It doesn't matter if you scare her with scary words, pinch her fair skin until it turns red, or even draw her blood for fun, or pull out her scales, she will not resist.

Such a good little fish was originally his, and should be stamped with the mark of "Kazuya Kiyoe" from birth to death.But in the end, she was taken away by the Wutiao family and became someone else's fiancée, absolutely not allowed, absolutely not allowed!

How can she be happy after getting out of his control?Why!

Kiyoe Kazuya struggled to half-open his swollen eyes, which had only a slit left. He looked at Li Xiang who was not far away and was about to cast a spell.

But being kicked again at the temple by Gojo Satoru, Kiyoe Kazuya fell unsteadily, unable to open his eyes again, and even his consciousness was in a semi-chaotic state.

"You guys want to use spells on Lixiang, right? I can see clearly, although I don't know what your spells are, but judging from your performance just now, your spells should require eyes to watch It can only be activated when it is on the target?" Gojo Satoru's voice came from above the darkness.

Kiyoe Kazuya froze.

"It seems that my guess is right. In this case, it would be better to destroy your eyes." Wujo Satoru was a little distressed when he said this, "I prefer to be more straightforward, and I don't like to treat the target in a cruel way. This looks like a single-celled curse spirit, but—”

Gojo Satoru's voice changed, "What you did to Lixiang really made me very angry, so I decided to make an exception."

Kiyoe Kazuya screamed, and there was severe pain in his eyes.

"Also, you cut off half of Lixiang's tail fin, right? How about using one of your legs instead?"

Gojo Satoru crushed Kazuya's right leg with the magic power.

The screams didn't stop.

"Let me think about it, what else—" Mao Mao raised her face in thought.

Kiyoe Kazuya couldn't bear such torture, he groped on the ground and called out Lixiang's name.

"Lixiang! Even if I die, I want you to remember me forever!" He yelled and grabbed the ground with his head.

"You're really noisy." Gojo Satoru said impatiently, wanting to give him one last blow, but Qing Zhikazu died first.

Gojo Satoru took half a step back, and patted his trouser legs unluckily.

Turn around and walk towards Lixiang.

Xiaoyu shrank back subconsciously, as if afraid of him.

Mao Mao, who was tugging just now, suddenly felt aggrieved: "What are you hiding behind? I can only be bad to others, not to you."

He squatted down in front of the little fish.

"Awu." Lixiang called out his name aggrievedly.

Maomao responded, "I'm here."

"A Wu!"

"Stupid fish, I'm here." Mao Mao hugged her.

"I'm sorry, Ah Wu, I'm a bad woman, I told you so many lies, I'm sorry...don't hate me, a bad woman." Xiaoyu buried her face in Mao Mao's chest, crying sullenly.

"What kind of bad woman are you? If you are a bad woman, then I only like bad women like you." Gojo Satoru hugged her, feeling that what she said made people feel distressed and made people want to laugh.

Alas, cats and fishes.

Originally, the cat is the hunter, and the fish is the prey.

But at this point, how did the roles reverse?

"For a long time, I'm the prey." Maomao thought in his heart.

His heart was so soft because of Xiaoyu's crying, and he said in Xiaoyu's ear with a voice so soft that he couldn't help it: "I'm yours now."

Xiaoyu didn't hear clearly, and raised his head from his arms, with a confused expression: "What?"

"It's nothing. Let's leave here first." Gojo Satoru picked her up and quickly left the scene of the accident.

It was late, and instead of going back to Tokyo, they found a hotel in Yakushima to stay.

"Let me take a look at your hand." As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Gojo Satoru couldn't wait to check Lixiang's finger wearing the ring, "It's a bit swollen, that bastard's hands are quite heavy."

"It's a good thing it wasn't damaged. This is a very precious gift from Ah Wu." Lixiang touched the ring carefully.

"Little idiot. I bought this from a boutique, what's so precious." Having said that, Mao Mao still felt great satisfaction from these words.

"Every gift Ah Wu gave me is very precious." Lixiang kissed Mao Mao's lips, "I like them all."

"Little fish who started talking sweetly again." Maomao threw her down on the bed.

"A Wu." Lixiang whispered his name.

"Ok?"

"What about Kazuya, what will happen next?" Lixiang said worriedly, "Will the police come to arrest you?"

Mao Mao laughed out loud: "Catch me? They won't even realize that I did it."

"What's more, I didn't do anything." Mao Mao showed an innocent expression, "The wound formed by him hitting his head on the ground is the fatal injury."

Seeing that Li Xiang was still worried, Gojo Satoru patted her head, "You don't need to worry about these things, I will settle them down. Also, I'm sorry."

Xiaoyu was at a loss: "Why did Ah Wu say I'm sorry? It's obviously not Ah Wu's fault."

"Because I never found out what was on your mind, I'm really sorry I didn't help you teach that bastard earlier." Maomao hugged her tightly.

Gojo Satoru thought with a little fear, if he hadn't followed today, Kiyoe Kazuya wouldn't know what terrible things he would do to Xiao Yu, but luckily he came.

And the reason why Lixiang committed suicide in the original timeline is probably also related to Kiyoe Kazuya.

Fortunately, it was stopped, and Xiaoyu was fine.

"Lixiang, when I graduate from high school, shall we get married?" Gojo Satoru suddenly said seriously, "I want you to become my wife soon."

The marriage proposal came too fast.

Lixiang was not like other girls, she didn't even have a shy expression, she directly hooked Mao Mao's neck, and the whole fish stuck to his body, and said expectantly: "I also want Ah Wu to become my lover soon."

Maomao laughed, "That's good, do you agree?"

Xiaoyu nodded again and again: "Yeah."

The two were sticky for a long time and were reluctant to separate, and they were sticky together again after taking a short bath midway.

"In that remote room today, don't take to heart the exaggerated things Kiyoe Kazuya said to you." Gojo Satoru turned off the desk lamp, took Lixiang into his arms and prepared to go to bed.

Xiaoyu didn't expect that Maomao still remembered what Kazuya said, tears wanted to come up again.

"You are not a monster, you are the most beautiful, my favorite little fish." Rarely speaking such straightforward love words, Mao Mao's face and ears were red in the dark.

"Yeah." Lixiang shrank into his arms, "Ah Wu is so gentle."

If other people hear this evaluation, they will definitely be shocked from ear to ear, right?Gojo Satoru thought so, and fell asleep sweetly.

At the point where the timeline jumps back 13 years, Gojo Satoru, who became a teacher, is about to teach students.

"Teacher? Teacher Wujo!" Hiroto Hiroto yelled loudly several times.

"What's the matter?" Gojo Satoru put down the book and looked at him with a smile.

"Teacher, you were stunned for a full minute just now, were you in a daze?" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei answered.

Gojo Satoru: "Oh? It's been so long."

Memories of the past are peeling off mottledly in the form of fragments, replaced by new colors.

Xiaoyu, who had been absent in his life since the age of 20, reappeared, and his eight years of life were filled with fresh love.

Gojo Satoru's computer is a bit of a mess, but a sweet mess.

"The teacher suddenly remembered an important thing to do, so you can study by yourself this class." Gojo Satoru dropped the book and ran away without looking back, completely ignoring the students who were still clamoring behind him.

Lixiang, Lixiang, Lixiang.

While running, Maomao kept taking out these filled memories and tasting them again and again.

When he got to the door of the house, he was a little scared and dared not ring the doorbell.

Worrying that this is another dream that will wake up soon.

Just as my finger was on the button of the doorbell and I was about to press it, the door opened.

Lixiang opened the door and bumped into him.

"A Wu, aren't you going to teach the students this morning? Why are you back so early?" Li Xiang, who was about to go out to throw out the trash, said puzzled.

In the next second, she was embraced by the cat.

It is a living, warm fish.

There is also the familiar scent of candy on the nape of the neck.

This is not a dream.

"A Wu?" Lixiang was puzzled, "Have you been wronged at school?"

No, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

"Li Xiang, I love you." Mao Mao said coquettishly.

It was not in vain that he tried his best to remind himself 13 years ago that it seemed that the idiot had finally reversed Xiaoyu's fate.

So good, so good.

Xiao Yu patted Mao Mao's back, and was used to such nasty love words: "I love you too."

Meow.

(End of the article)