Death of the cherry blossoms

?In the morning, the sun shines through the window on the two people who are embracing each other, casting a faint halo.

"Well" Chi Ying slowly opened her eyes, the strong light made her squint her eyes slightly, and after she got used to it, she turned her head to look at Ukitake next to her, the person she saw when she woke up every morning was the person she loved the most kind of happiness.

His eyes were narrowed into slits, like a stealthy cat. Unexpectedly, under Shisi's frail appearance, he was so predictable. A wolf's paw was groping on Fuzhu's body. The abdominal muscles were firm and felt just right.

With one hand grabbing Chi Ying's messy paws, one turned over and pressed Chi Ying under her body, while the other hand propped up on the bed, "Sakura, molested me early in the morning!" In fact, before Chi Ying woke up, Ukitake had Woke up and kept pretending to be asleep. He wanted to see if this little woman would run away, but he didn't expect this little woman to touch him. In fact, he didn't suffer any disadvantages, but he couldn't ignore the fire lit by her delicate hands. , he doesn't have much concentration on Sakura.

"Who insulted you." Chi Ying pouted dissatisfied.

Rubbing Chi Ying's palm with her fingers, it caused Chi Ying to tremble slightly, "Okay, let me go." The soft voice made Ukitake's heart itch, and Chi Ying wanted to struggle dissatisfiedly, but accidentally Touching the gun, Fuzhu's body froze, and Chi Ying shrank, she seemed to have gotten into trouble.

"Fourteen, calm down, calm down." She must calm down, she doesn't want to do it again, her body is still sore and painful, she still has to get up.

"It's too late." Ukitake said hoarsely, didn't Sakura know that she had no resistance to him, and still teased him like this.

"Fourteen, impulsiveness is the devil." Chi Ying clearly felt the breasts around her thighs getting bigger, "I still have a job...well" the rest of the words disappeared between the lips and tongue, Chi Ying wanted to cry but had no tears, she It's really wrong, men in the morning can't stand teasing.

A few hours later, Fu Zhu went out happily, biting the quilt inside the house and looking at the closed door resentfully, obviously her strength is stronger, why only her back hurts, is this the natural difference between men and women?

I yawned, retracted into the quilt and continued to sleep. Anyway, not many people would notice her absence. Her presence in the [-]th team was very low, and no one would notice her absence, and [-]th would help her cover it up. .

Chi Ying woke up in the afternoon, rubbed her stomach, seemed a little hungry, took out an apple from the space, and gnawed it while lying under the quilt, "Crack, click." Throwing the core in the corner, Rukia didn't know What's the matter now, I haven't heard from her for the past few days, did something happen, she released a ray of consciousness into the world.

Floating in mid-air, searching for Rukia's Reiatsu, Akasakura frowned, no?How is it possible, no matter how good Rukia's control over Reiatsu is, it's impossible not to let it out at night.Concentrating again, there, Chi Ying chose a direction to float away, what happened, Rukia's spiritual pressure was so weak, and there was a guy with a strong spiritual pressure beside her.

Found it, Akasakura saw Rukia was with a man with orange hair, wearing a deadly suit, and carrying a big knife. The two seemed to be talking about something, and they were too far away to hear clearly.

Chi Sakura landed next to the two of them, and when she saw the man's face, she was startled, Shiba Haiyan? ? ?How is it possible, Haiyan has turned into a spirit and dissipated, this man just looks similar, the eyes fell on Rukia, what was she wearing, a semi-finished product, almost sealed all of Rukia's spiritual pressure No wonder Rukia's Reiatsu could not be found.Who the hell is so wicked, who gave Rukia this thing, don't they know that this thing is very harmful to the spirit body?

("Ah," a man in a store in the distance sneezed indecently and pressed his hat, which beauty is thinking of me.)

Who is this man named Ichigo? The Reiatsu is very strong, but he doesn't know how to control it. If he runs around with such a Reiatsu, won't it attract Xu?What an idiot.

The spiritual consciousness returned to her body, it seemed that it was time for her to walk around now.

Rukia here

"Ichigo, didn't you tell you to obey my orders?" Rukia put her hands on her hips, scolding the man in front of her, Ichigo, this idiot.

"It's fine if you cut it falsely. Why do you care so much, and you haven't been injured. Why talk so much nonsense, I have to go back to class." Ichigo held a big knife, picked his ears, and looked impatient.

He is Kurosaki Ichigo, an ordinary high school student (ordinary???), who opened a small clinic at home, has two younger sisters, and an old man who suffers from convulsions at any time. The thing that can't be seen, that is, the ghost (is this not special?!!), usually fights outside, and is called a bad boy. He thought his life would go on like this, but on that day, his fate changed. up.

"Did you listen to me!" A palm slapped Kurosaki Ichigo on the head, "How many times have I told you, don't just chop randomly."

A gust of wind blew by, Rukia looked around, only the air, "This feels a bit like Sakura." Shaking her head, it's impossible!Sakura is still in Jinglingting.

"Sakura? Who is it?" It was the first time I heard the name of her friend in Soul Society from Rukia's mouth.

"It has nothing to do with you." He walked forward without looking back.

"Hurry up and go back to class." Looking back, I saw Kurosaki Ichigo, still standing there in a daze, clenched his fists, fell back, and kicked him directly. Kurosaki Ichigo didn't pay attention for a while, and was kicked on the ground.

He rubbed his sore butt, "Lukia, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry for you." She raised her eyebrows, this orange head was too annoying.

"You... Forget it." Stand up and pat the ashes on your body, it's time to go back to class, it's not good to be absent from class for too long, although the teacher is used to it.