Devil Gaiden

The fire of sorrow in his heart burned his mouth dry, he waved his hands fiercely and tore open his neckline, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and poured a full bottle of sake into his mouth.

Not a moment later, he pinched the slender body of the bottle, turned the empty bottle upside down and shook it a few times, seeing only a few drops of wine slowly dripping down on the table, Kuroda finally stretched out his tongue to lick it. After touching the mouth of the bottle, he slammed the entire bottle onto the table with a bang.

"Bang!" There was another not-so-small sound, he clenched his fists and pounded on the table, his thick black and thick eyebrows were painfully tangled up, his lips were pursed into an upward arc, and a bitter smile appeared, The flickering candlelight fell on the rough square face, making the stubble on the chin that had not been cleaned for a long time become thicker. Compared with the old-fashioned impression of him in the past, at this time, there was an expression between his eyebrows and eyes. From the look of decadence, he looks more like a wimpy and frustrated person.

"In today's world, who else can I trust? Even that fellow Yuren is a despicable and shameless traitor. It's a pity that I called him a brother and brother before... Huh..." Kuroda lay on the table with his upper body lying on his back, Kuroda from the pillow He raised his head slightly between the crooks of his arms, his gaze rose, and his flickering gaze was right on the plump and towering chest of the person in front of him...

His Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty. Kuroda dodged and looked away, but a slender jade hand resting softly on the table was reflected in his pupils. Look, in a trance, he can feel the soft and delicate sensuality from his hands...

His heart was pounding, his ears were hot, and some kind of hot current seemed to start to spread with the rising alcohol.

"However, even if he is dead, that guy will still cause thousands of years of harm, causing panic in the entire team. Everyone is afraid that a certain comrade-in-arms around him is another spy who has been hiding for many years..." Sprayed out of his mouth. The strong smell of alcohol, Kuroda babbled again to divert his attention, he quickly lay down again, turned his head sideways, and turned his hazy eyes to the wall on one side, where his saber stood quietly, Almost swallowed by the darkness that permeated the corner.

"Everyone who used to gather together to chat, but now suddenly they all hold their words in their hearts. For a straight-talking person like me, it is really hard! Thanks to you, Miss Uzuki, I also Only a beautiful and innocent girl like you can make me feel safe and happy."

"No, it's nothing. It is very gratifying for me to share some sorrows for the respectable people with lofty ideals. What's more, I have always been to Mr. Kuroda..." The ending sound is soft, with just the right length Yu Yun, while making Kuroda fantasize, Uzuki slowly stretched out a hand, and the warm palm covered the dry and cool back of his hand.

For a split second, the big hand trembled, but in the blink of an eye, seeing the pair of sparkling eyes staring at him with affection, Kuroda instantly felt a sense of enjoyment, unable to control himself and quickly indulged in it. The thoughtful warmth is in.

"Uzuki, don't be like this..." Kuroda, who still had a little sense in his heart, whispered a name in a dry voice against his will. "Haijiang, Miss Haijiang... I like her..."

"But, everyone in the team now knows that she is the 'White Yasha' woman!" She cried out anxiously, and Uzuki's bright eyes immediately filled with tears, and she pouted sadly. mouth, looking at Kuroda with sad eyes.

"Hmph, 'White Yasha'! He really is a majestic guy... Aren't I the same as him, who survived countless vicious battles? Why is he praised so highly by everyone? Kill the swordsmanship Dear Haruhito, I can do this kind of thing too, but that guy bumps into good opportunities to perform more than me!" His eyes instantly brightened with anger, and Kuroda squeezed the corner of the table tightly, wrinkled The nose snorted disdainfully. "Because of good luck, he rose to prominence, became famous, won the admiration of others, and even easily coaxed stunning beauties into his hands, making people so jealous that they almost wanted to cut him off..."

While cursing angrily, Kuroda once again turned his face to look at the love knife by the wall, but this time, he didn't know whether it was because of the stronger alcohol or the weaker candlelight, he squinted his eyes hard, but even a blur The outline of the sky is also unclear, only a thick darkness is left in front of my eyes.

Shaking his head a few times, Kuroda simply withdrew his gaze, looked back at the overturned wine bottle on the table, and sighed: "If I am as famous as that 'Bai Yasha', will Ms. Haijiang also be so famous?" ..."

"Mr. Kuroda, please don't say that anymore. In Uzuki's eyes, you are also a very great samurai, absolutely no less than 'Shiroyasha'! No, you are even stronger than him!" Standing up from the table, Uzuki walked quickly to Kuroda's side, knelt down and hugged his strong body in his arms, rubbing against his soft body as if nothing existed.

Patting his thick back, after a while, Uzuki moved a little away from him, stretched out his hand to pick up Kuroda's broad chin, let him look directly at him, and whispered in a slightly pitiful and sympathetic tone: "It doesn't make any sense even if you're here while drinking stuffy wine and thinking hard. That woman has long been used to ignoring the admiring gazes of the men around her. When she sees you occasionally, it's just like seeing a plant on the side of the road. She is as inactive as the yellow weeds, and her mind is not on you at all. What's more, people often see 'White Yaksha' coming out of her room early in the morning. I am afraid that at this very moment, they are happy Replying..." As if considering Kuroda's feelings, Uzuki stopped immediately, sighed faintly, stood up, shyly turned her delicate peach-like cheeks, and slowly moved down with one hand, already on The kimono obi is loosely tied.

"If you don't dislike it..." The slender fingers gently picked, the belt was loosened, the skirt was slightly opened, and there was a hint of happiness in front of her eyes.

Just staring blankly like this, Kuroda opened his mouth slightly, watching the gorgeous kimono slipping down next to the woman's delicate jade feet, and the skin of the naked woman's body in front of his eyes was crystal clear, he stretched out his fingertips tremblingly Touching, the greasy touch made him unable to take back his hand, stroking the icy muscles that were exposed to him, all that remained in Kuroda's mind was the burning desire.

Conquering, possessing... A primitive instinct made him embrace the young woman's tender body, and the tenderness conveyed by this skin made him even more squirming, eagerly kissing the other's delicate cherry lips, absorbing the sweetness Taste, Kuroda felt that his clear consciousness was gradually drifting away from him. What he was thinking in his mind was not the things that were always with him like swords and wine, nor the peerless beauty that he was thinking about, or the reputation of "White Yasha". However, only Uzuki's beautiful face is left, and her every frown and smile seems to have become everything to him, other than that, there is nothing else to ask for...

As the breeze blew, the candle flame suddenly elongated, and it was extinguished in the blink of an eye, and the room was filled with dignified darkness.

The last thing I saw outside the house was the two black shadows finally intertwined, as if one devoured the other, and then merged into one thing...

Listening intently, the slight sound of skin rubbing was mixed with a low moan full of pleasure, this obscene sound continued intermittently for a while, somewhat strangely, something like water splashing, or something sticky and slippery slowly wriggling The strange sound spread lowly, and the man's low growl, which was cheerful before, gradually turned into a depressive hum that seemed to come from deep in the chest, and occasionally there were soft rustling sounds like wool scraping clothes...

Behind the closed door, there is an unfathomable secret of the dark night.

Tilting its head, watching the late night scene suspiciously, the impatient snowy owl blinked its round eyes a few times, then flapped its wings, kicked off the branches with both feet, and rushed straight into the indigo night sky.

Strenuous thinking is not suitable for its small head. Now, it only needs to take another short flight this night, flapping its wings and flying over the houses, passing by the towering tree tops, the fluffy little snowy owl All he wanted was to find the silver-eyed witch quickly so that he could get the reward for his night's hard work.

But after gliding for a while, it stopped in front of a certain window. Through the small slit left by the velvet curtain, it glimpsed the snowy owl inside, and obediently dismissed it with its beak. The plan of the glass turned to fly under the eaves.

At this point in time, human beings have already fallen asleep, and it is always inevitable to hug each other warmly.Tonight is also the same, the demonic woman who always calls it, has already embraced the warm pillow and is sleeping soundly.

Alas, where is the other half that belongs to it waiting?

With the little worries of youth, the lonely little snowy owl buried his head in the thickly feathered wings.

The author has something to say: Humph, how many people can guess right about Uzuki?Not too difficult...

35 Sneaky things breed in the dark, and the ominous fetal movement in the middle of the night echoes around me

When he opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight stung his eyes, instantly dispelling the drowsiness left over from a good night's dream, he quickly raised his hand to cover his forehead, the silver natural curls narrowed his eyes and adjusted for a while before he could meet With the morning light pouring in, I can see the figure leaning against the window clearly.

It was hazy at first, and then the outline gradually cleared up. In front of the wide open glass window, the black-haired and silver-eyed beauty looked tired. After covering her lips and yawning, she stretched her waist again. Slips off to reveal round and smooth fragrant shoulders