The years of being a mother to the big monsters

The moment the light was restored, Guan Xiaoran thought she was seeing the light of heaven. After adapting to the light, she finally realized that she was not dead. .

Given the height difference between her and Yasha, under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to hug her waist without any sense of disobedience. Guan Xiaoran lowered her head and saw Yasha's face. At this moment, she suddenly had a bad feeling. After shifting his gaze to Yasha's legs, he realized that his premonition had come true.

It's outrageous!What kind of operation is it that the enemy who was so vicious and wanted to break her arm just knelt down!

Guan Xiaoran wanted to persuade himself to calm down, but he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Looking at such a villain, how he did it is exactly the same as that of a certain Ibaraki. The difference is that Ibaraki kneels on the ground and hugs his thigh, while Yaksha kneels and hugs his waist.

It's really going downhill!

Guan Xiaoran had to suspect that these two people were fellow villagers, and thinking of Ibaraki's operation of uttering a word of love after that, she felt a sting in her heart, for fear that this one would suddenly say a word of love.

She quickly reached out her hand to remove Yasha's head from her stomach, so that she could stand up and talk properly. If she was really angry, please give her a good time, and stop torturing her mentally.

Because of the panic, Guan Xiaoran's hands trembled a little, and inevitably touched Yasha's hair, holding his head and pushing it out, but because of the tightness between his fingers, he accidentally took two of Yasha's hair away. root hair.

Yasha who clearly heard the sound of the scalp being separated from the two hairs:! ! !

Grandma strikes, two hairs at a time, but even if she doesn't kill other people--------------?? The operation needs to be beaten, Yasha dare not be angry Dare to say, I was just so wronged that I wanted to cry.

But to be angry is not too angry, my mother likes to tease them, and she has to act like a stranger at this time. If it is obviously just those messages, if my mother asks him, she will know everything.

But Yasha couldn't help it, coupled with the guilt of almost doing something to Grandma just now, of course he chose to forgive Grandma.

"Really, you just look at me as a bully." Yasha always behaved very well in front of grandma, and the arrogance and domineering in front of outsiders disappeared in an instant, and the expression on his face still had some rare expressions. Gentle, can be said to be an old double-faced cross: "Well, but next time you don't leave so suddenly."

The heartache of hair loss was overshadowed by the joy of seeing Grandma. Although there is only Huajing, a monster on the Haiguo, who wants Grandma to cry, but it doesn't mean that other shikigami don't miss Grandma.

Every few days, Yasha would have dreams about his grandmother. In the dream, he was just as high as her waist. His mother combed his hair with a comb, which was not very gentle, while pulling his hair. In a braided state, the other side took a comb and pulled it out fiercely to help him make a high ponytail.

Yasha has always held a highly admirable attitude towards his grandmother's hair-tying skills. The hair that his grandmother tied for him has never fallen out during the operation, and the hairline is so tight that the hairline is exposed. Yasha watched as her hairline grew more and more terrifying.

It was only when Yasha grew up that he discovered that there was a kitten emoticon package that was very similar to his situation—【Mom, the hair is a little tight. 】

Thinking about Qingfangzhu's behavior of trying to shave off the head of hair that does not meet the status of a monk despite his smooth and thick long hair, Yasha is almost jealous to the point of separation.

Don't give him such good hair, why does God always treat him so unfairly!

Of course, these are all things in the past. Yesha was happy to see his grandmother, but also felt that his scalp had an illusion of tightness. He secretly decided that this time he would not allow his grandmother to help him tie his hair.

But let's not say that Guan Xiaoran didn't have that kind of thought at all. Although she felt that the young man was familiar and friendly, it couldn't hide her inner bewilderment.

With a familiar attitude, the other party said something that Guan Xiaoran couldn't understand at all. There was a big problem in the words. After all, if Yasha looks like this, he is easy to bully...the one who is hard to bully must be so cruel. !

And this kind of attitude, if I didn't know the basics here in the port mafia, otherwise I would be interrogated together every minute.

In a dark environment, well-trained mafia who can see the outline clearly in the dark environment saw Yasha rushing towards Guan Xiaoran's direction, and then he seemed to squat down, only to find out after calling He had already knelt down hugging Guan Xiaoran's waist.

Listening to Yasha's familiar tone, it was similar to Guan Xiaoran's imagination. Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Ozaki Koyo would not suspect the possibility that Natsume Akatsuki was an undercover agent, her surname was enough to root for Zheng Miaohong.In contrast, it might be more likely that the other party wanted to lure them to kill Natsume Xiao.

The golden Yasha was constrained by the master's order not to harm Natsume Akatsuki, waiting for the next order from Ozaki Koye.

"Do you know Otake Maru's companion? Akatsuki."

Ozaki Hongye asked her tentatively, smiling kindly, without any murderous intent, but Guan Xiaoran was still a little flustered.

"How could they know each other!" Guan Xiaoran tried to persuade Yasha to let go: "Brother, calm down, I think you may have recognized the wrong person."

Combined with the previous rhetoric, the possibility of misidentifying the wrong person is quite high. As a pretty girl, Guan Xiaoran has ordinary black hair and black eyes. From this point of view, people who resemble her are really Not a lot.

Maybe Yasha just confused himself with an acquaintance he knew.

"I've never seen you before! You have to look carefully."

It's okay not to say, as soon as she said it, Yasha looked up at her with a complicated expression, and slowly let go of her hand as if shaken.

Guan Xiaoran finally freed his waist from Yasha's arms, but before he could reach Miss Ozaki Hongye, a cool hand touched his head.

"Don't recognize me? I said, I really have a fever." Yasha attributed the reason why Guan Xiaoran didn't recognize herself to her fever, and the sick grandmother was confused by the fever, and it was normal to forget everything: "... ..It’s not right, you haven’t had a fever for many years.”

In the past, Grandma's body was very strong. Since Yasha could remember, he has never seen Grandma get sick a few times.

The last time my grandma got sick was caused by the snow girl she was hugging during her menstrual period sleeping. Although the fever was severe, she almost recovered after drinking the potion made by Seimei.

Yasha spoke in a tone of concern, Guan Xiaoran felt the warm and cool power instilled into his body, and Yasha transferred only half of his remaining demon power to Grandma's body without a drop.

However, the non-healing monster power is of no use to Guan Xiaoran's current body. She just feels quite comfortable, but the fever still persists. Yasha, who perceives this situation, is full of question marks.

Not to mention that his demonic power can completely cure the disease, but it stands to reason that it is not a problem to temporarily reduce the fever.

The possibility of misidentifying the wrong person is directly ruled out. No one can misidentify his mother when Yasha admits his mistake. When the demon power is transmitted to the grandmother's body, he senses the familiar spiritual power. After the spiritual power confirms his identity, he sneaks into Yasha. His body was blessed with his demonic power.

And the information about Grandma's amnesia also appeared in Yasha's mind along with the transmission of spiritual power.

Because it is through the way of spiritual power, Yasha is better than others in that he has also seen some of the living conditions of grandma over the years.

Even if there is only a small part, it is still a big burden on Yasha's brain cells that don't use their brains for hair. It only takes a few seconds for Yasha to receive the picture that only takes a few days.

So much so that it was extremely difficult for him to digest and absorb the memory fragments, and a large amount of brain cell consumption caused a handful of his hair to separate from his scalp on the spot.

In an instant, Yasha, who realized that he almost killed several relatives and friends of his grandmother, had already greeted Fyodor's family in his heart, cursing and exhausting the dirty words he had learned from surfing the Internet all these years.

Misfortunes never come singly, Yasha felt the scalp around his ear was a little itchy, so he raised his hand to tidy it up, but a handful of beautiful long hair with at least a dozen strands slipped from between his fingers.

Yasha, a tough guy who bleeds, sweats and doesn't shed tears, his eyes turned red under such a blow, and the macho man burst into tears.

Why didn't he take his hair away with him when his hair fell, he didn't know the truth so clearly, why did he need to exchange his hair for it.

Yaksha: Let me die!Right now! ! !