My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

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Of course, that's all in the future.

At least the current lieutenant sickened her feet and couldn't even recognize who she was.

A pure white dress, long black hair pulled to the neck, tied with a white hair band, the ends of the hair drooped down to the slender waist. The skirt was tied around her waist, and the skirt was hunting and dancing with her pace.

Fresh and elegant face with melon seeds, complex pupil color, no powder on her face, at first glance she looks like a girl who is only eighteen years old, but she has a charm that has settled down after a long time.

Zhongchen's sickle-foot expression was in a trance.

He always thought where he had seen him, but he couldn't recall it anyway. The past is like a layer of tulle, only the outline of things can be seen vaguely, and it is impossible to see clearly.

In the early summer, the wind was mild and with a little heat, Xinchuan Kyuai came to him and stopped, and asked nervously: "Did you remember anything?"

The soft voice made the middle minister recover from a state of absent-mindedness. He suppressed the restlessness in his heart and calmly said: "Are you a new female officer?"

Shinkawa Yui Ai sighed in distress, with an expression of "it really is so" on her face.

"Fujiwara-san, I want to ask..."

Zhongchen Sifu interrupted her and said, "My name is Zhongchen Sifu, have you admitted the wrong person?"

Yui Shinkawa squeezed her fist and squeezed the corner of her skirt: "Where is the mirror?"

"What mirror?"

"Bronze mirror, didn't you bring it with you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you said."

Zhongchen walked around her with sick feet and walked to the carriage.

"Wait..." Xinchuan Yu Ai stopped him and said with a serious expression: "You can't be with this woman, otherwise you will die with her."

"It's nonsense." Zhongchen shook his head and sighed: "How good the female officer was before, and she was beautiful and enthusiastic, how come you have been replaced by a woman like you."

"Fujiwara Stars, what did you say!"

Shinkawa Yui Ai instantly became so angry that her chest hurts, and the fingertips holding the skirt corners turned pale because of too much force.

Although his expression was as usual, his pupils felt a little more sad.

Zhongchen looked at her dimmed gaze, and suddenly felt distressed.

"Mihoko...I..." He stepped forward, trying to reach out and hug her in his arms, and Su Wo Fukuji's voice rang at this time.

"Da Lang, come here."

"Hey, here it comes."

Zhongchen retreated from the cliff in time with his feet and turned around and walked to the carriage.

Behind him, there was a cold snort of dissatisfaction from the female officer.

The spring was bright and beautiful, Xinchuan Yuai stood there quietly, the breeze lifted her black hair and her white dress. The beautiful picture is like a fairy falling into the world, falling into the world of fireworks.

She looked at the back of the Fujiwara starry sky and smiled silently.

In any case, I will rescue you before the world dissipates.

Zhongchen got into the carriage and lay down beside Suwafuji, holding a honeydew melon in his hand and gnawing. One bite down, the sweet juice flowed out of the corner of the mouth.

Su Wo Fu Ji frowned slightly, first glanced at him disgustingly, then naturally picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Fuji is getting gentler..."

Zhongchen Jianzuo smiled contentedly, "I like you more and more."

After more than three years of getting along with each other, he almost got through the mind of this cold woman. She wouldn't mind showing a gentle side occasionally, of course, provided that he can no longer provoke the old friend.

Also, a certain distance must be kept in front of people, her face is relatively thin. If she is frivolous in front of others, it may take a month for the Zhongchen to coax her.

When two people get along, Su Wo Fu Ji will also become weaker, become a little more compliant, to meet some of his slightly rude requirements, and let him maintain the aura that a man should have.

For example, this kind of action to help him wipe his mouth, if it is the first time, don't even think about it.

But after three years of getting along, Zhongchen can enjoy her service with ease.

"correct..."

After eating the cantaloupe, the Zhongchen asked her absent-mindedly, "What's the matter with this female officer? Why do you want to change it all of a sudden?"

Su Wo Fu Ji turned her head slightly and floated her gaze out of the window, "The previous female officer was given as a gift by her father."

"Give it away?"

"Yes."

Zhongchen Shiyazu sighed, this world is like this, women of large families really have no status.

Like that female official, she has an outstanding face and a smart personality, which is very suitable as a gift to attract cooperation forces.

He was a little depressed.

As a graceful prodigal son, he felt that this approach was really no fun at all. There is no love in love, but after all, it is just a vulgar transaction.

Su Wo Fu Ji sat quietly, staring at his clean and hearty face in a daze. There seemed to be something difficult to untie in the frowning brows.

After a long time, she said, "It's normal, and I will be given out as a gift one day."

"I won't allow that to happen." Zhongchen opened his eyes and stared at her motionlessly.

Seeing uncomfortable by his scorching gaze, Suwa Fuki turned her head to the side.

"Fuji, let's elope."

"Don't be kidding, Master Zhongchen."

"No, I'm serious."

"If you run away, then all the glory and wealth you have will disappear in a blink of an eye, and the power you have now will also pursue you endlessly."

Zhongchen Sifu was very firm and said: "For you, I can do nothing."

Su Wo Fu Ji's heart trembled. She didn't want to discuss more on this topic, looking at the scenery outside the window as if evasively, speechless for a long time.

After a while, she took a deep breath, and she stretched her waist to soothe her body after staying sitting for a long time. She has a slender waist, a high chest, and a curvy posture that is extremely beautiful and very seductive.

Nakachen Kama's squinted eyes didn't hide it in the slightest, and she swept back and forth on her bumpy curve. Su Wo Fu Ji felt the gaze he cast, and she was obviously in a mood that should be angry, but she became happy unconsciously.

Especially when she spotted the spider demon queen who was eavesdropping on the side of the carriage with her ears erected, the smile that emerged from the corner of her mouth became clearer.

Su Wo Fu Ji looked back at him, and by the way raised her hand to straighten the hair on her forehead, her simple movements were full of charming demeanor.

Zhongchen looked at her full femininity, and suddenly a question emerged in his mind.

"Fuji..." He considered for a while and asked in a low voice, "How old are you this year?"

Su Wu Fu Ji's hand paused, and then subconsciously touched her cheek.

"Of course he is eighteen years old!"

Although the tone has not changed, it seems to be a little lack of confidence no matter how you listen to it.

"Is it really only 18 years old?" Zhongchen shrank his feet and shrank his head, hesitatingly said: "But I feel that your temperament is not something that an 18-year-old girl can possess."

"What do you mean by Zhongchen's feet?"

"No...no, I'm just purely curious..."

"Are you trying to say I'm old!"

Zhongchen Shizuku's heart beat wildly, and immediately replied: "Absolutely not!"

Su Wo Fu Ji glared at him, obviously a little angry.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Nakamura Kazedou smiled awkwardly: "I mean Fukuji, your charm is too big, and it makes me feel dizzy, unlike an eighteen-year-old girl. I definitely don't mean to say you are old."

"Is that so?"

Su Wu Fu Ji's mouth raised a nice smile, "Do you really want to know how old I am?"

"of course."

"I can't remember exactly how old it is, but..." She suddenly bent down, leaned to the ears of Zhongchen's feet, exhaled and said, "If you don't mind, you can call me grandma."

"How is it possible, if it's my grandma, then you won't become an old monster?"

"Maybe I'm just an old monster, the one that can eat people, are you afraid of it?" Su Wo Fu Ji smiled meaningfully.

She is testing me again, she must be...Zhongchen Kanzu thought self-righteously, put his arm around her waist, and said, "Even if you are an old monster, I will always like you."

Su Wo Fu Ji lay obediently on his chest, eyes blinking with inexplicable light.

The two hugged each other, and the scent of her body drifted into the nose of the middle minister's sick feet. The smell was so intoxicating and itchy. It was as if a small hand had entered the internal organs along the nasal cavity and fumbled in it.

"Fuji..." Zhongchen muttered, rubbing her dazzling hair with his nose, "Shall we elope? I'm serious."

Suwa Fuki straightened up from his chest, then bent down again, touching his forehead against his forehead.

"Don't talk about elopement anymore."

"Why not?"

"There are some things you have to face, you can't always avoid them."

The minister opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

"Don't be discouraged..." Su Wofuji's ruby ​​pupils were filled with mist, but they had unprecedented clarity. She said: "I have something to give you."

"what?"

"I."

"What are you?"

The carriage calmed down, and an enchanting atmosphere gradually spread.

There was a strange flame blazing in Zhongchen Jianzu's heart, his heart was itchy, and it was difficult to breathe.

A beautiful woman lying on your body, said to give herself to you, no matter who it is, she can't speak her refusal.

"Why..." Zhongchen asked, struggling to keep a trace of clarity.

In the past, when he and Su Wu Fu Ji were together, it was not that they had not made this request, but they were always ruthlessly rejected. He didn't understand why she was so proactive today.

Su Wo Fu Ji hummed and curled up on him like a little squirrel, "Before I am given to you as a gift, I want to be with you as a woman first."

At this moment, she has two red clouds on her pretty face, and the red pupils under her slender eyebrows have undisguised lust, supplemented by her cold face, this complex posture can be described as the most beautiful in the world.

"I..." Zhongchen Jianzuo still wanted to speak, Su Wu Fu Ji suddenly moved her lips forward, seeming to ask for a kiss.

Looking at her small red lips, Zhongchen felt his whole body burning with his feet, he involuntarily moved up and kissed her cherry lips.

Then, rustling **** sounded in the carriage.

Su Wo Fu Ji bowed her body slightly, closed her eyes, bit her teeth slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and her lips pressed together tightly.

Zhongchen had sickle feet and hugged her waist, and the bits and pieces of the two people getting along for three years appeared in his mind like watching the lights. He already liked Suwo Fukuji so much. At this time, there is no need to deliberately suppress anything. , No matter what the world becomes in the end, he will always be with her.

This is his only belief.

The spring breeze lifted the curtain, revealing a touch of spring.

Xinchuan Yuai sits behind a big tree, the countryside is quiet, but she can hear many sounds, such as the sound of birds spreading their wings on the canopy, the sound of the wind blowing the treetops, the shaking of the carriage, and the sound of men and women. the sound of.

That Gu Huo bird, she can completely block out these sounds, but she does not hide it at all, she is clearly showing off like herself!

Xinchuan Kyuai cursed with blushing heartbeat: "Bah, I shouldn't have come to this ghost place!"

After a long time, she clutched her hot cheeks and whispered in her heart: Why is it not over yet.

She was very complaining and angry, but she still couldn't leave without worry.

Alas...I blame the scumbag... Xinkawa Yuai bends over, puts her hands on her knees, resting her forehead, and cursing the Fujiwara Starry sky in her heart.

The movement of the carriage gradually stopped.

In the carriage, Su Wo Fu Ji lay on her back, her small mouth half-opened slightly, her neck leaned back, her calves stretched straight, her long hair spread out under her body, spreading out into a silver ocean.

"Fuji..." Zhongchen Yuzuo whispered, only feeling infinite tenderness in his heart.

Su Wo Fu Ji let out an "um" and the Yu Yun gradually disappeared. She gently wiped the sweat from her cheeks with the back of her hand, which was very hot.

After a while, she moved towards the middle minister's foot sickle, and lay on his chest, listening to the lingering heartbeat.

Zhongchen put his arms around her attractive waist with sick feet and backhands, a strand of hair hanging down her neck, a little itchy.

The silver-white hair covered the two of them like a white quilt. In her shallow eyes, the mist was still cold and blurred.

"Fujiwara..." she called softly.

"Huh?" Zhongchen looked at her suspiciously.

"Forget it, whatever your name is." she said.

"Anything is fine, as long as you like it," he said.

"Yes, I like it..." Su Wo Fu Ji chuckled, her face flushed and beautiful as a flower. She closed her eyes and pressed them to his chest, extremely docile.

Zhongchen was attached to her reddish side with sickle feet. Some people were like a jar of fine wine, with a simple smile with a rich fragrance of wine.

But soon, Su Wu Fu Ji kicked his leg hard and said coldly: "Hurry down, what is it like to get into a woman's car in broad daylight?"

That's not what you said just now...Nakamura reluctantly let go of her with sickle feet and tidied her clothes in the carriage.

Su Wo Fu Ji gave him an amorous glance, "Hurry up, you go straight back, don't stay here anymore."

"Really don't want me to accompany you more?"

"Hurry back, I want to talk to my female officer."

"Okay..." Even though Zhongchen Jianzu wanted to stay longer, but was afraid to make her angry, he had no choice but to do so.

Soon after he left the carriage, Xinchuan Kyuai got in. The residual smell in the carriage made her frown. Then, she glared at the disheveled and charming Su Wo Fu Ji, and cursed fiercely: "Shameless!

"Are you jealous?" Su Wo Fu Jixin was lying half-length, her dress covering her knees, revealing a white and soft calf.

Xinchuan Yu Ai relentlessly fought back: "Who would be jealous of a dead person?"

"But I have it." As Su Wo Fu Ji said, she tucked her long, unorganized hair behind her shoulders, and gently moved her fingers around her clothes, occasionally revealing a touch of white skin, as if falling into the world. Elves.

That **** Fujiwara Star... Shinkawa Yuai gritted her teeth and cursed, looked at her, and asked with a serious expression: "I don't know if you really like him, but have you ever considered if he wakes up? After I came here, I found that all these years of experience were just a dream. How sad would it be?"

"You care about him?"

Xinchuan Yu Ai did not speak, still staring at her.

The sun hung high above the blue sky, the flowing clouds were torn into wisps of white smoke by the wind, and the breeze blew the curtains, and the sunlight poured through the leaves onto the two big monsters, leaving behind jumping spots.

After a long time, Su Wo Fu Ji shook her head and said with a smile: "Even the origin can be shared with each other half, and even the inheritance of the mountain **** can hand in hand, risk death to enter my remaining spiritual world, all signs are combined. Look, I seem to be asking a very stupid question."

"This is my business, and it has nothing to do with you." Xinchuan Yu Ai looked firm and did not waver. "I just want to know, are you teasing him intentionally, or really like him?"

Su Wo Fu Ji thought for a while, then Yun Danfeng smiled lightly.

She quietly looked at Xinchuan Knot, with only frost and snow in her eyes, but no fireworks.

"As a monster, you should understand a little bit. I am dead, and only a little bit of mental power remains in the world. And the reason why I can retain such a bit of spiritual power is only because of the 1,400 years in my heart. It's just obsession."

"I can't control my obsession even when I am alive, let alone after I die."

Shinkawa Yui Ai looked in a trance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She stared at the light spots in the carriage, and all kinds of emotions mixed in her heart, converging into a strong anxiety.

Su Wo Fu Ji seemed to be a little tired and lay down softly.

"Rather than entangled with what I was thinking, it's better to find a way to awaken his original consciousness."

"I will naturally have a way."

"That's right, since you have a way to come in, you probably won't be unprepared." Su Wu Fu Ji said softly, and her voice suddenly became extremely distant: "I thought about a problem, if what I met 1400 years ago was Will he have a different ending."

"So I hope you can do it. Before my consciousness disappears, let him tell me the answer himself."

Su Wo Fu Ji Shi Youran smiled, but there was some unexplained sadness in her smile.

The light and shadow in the forest slowly elongated in the falling sunset. The scarlet clouds moved lonely and softly, and the orange light enveloped the whole world like mist.

In this illusory scenery, someone is living in a dream world going around, greedily absorbing the beauty it brings. Time is quiet and slow, so long that it never seems to end.

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