"Fujiwara, come on. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Cui Xiang made a cheering gesture and turned into a demon mist and flew into the distance.

This is Hakurei Shrine, Yuyuko and Youmu are going back to preside over the affairs of the White Jade Tower, and Remilia has just left with Sakuya and Pache in tow.

In the torii, after the banquet, there was a mess of cups and plates, and Reimu lay on her back under the table and stove, her face flushed with a hangover, and her eyes were misty.

This familiar scene is the banquet of the demon mist mutation, Suika left herself at the Hakurei Shrine to take care of Reimu, Fujiwara Ki knew that this was his dream, because this incident had passed for a long time, and the shrine had not held a banquet, and his last memory was still at the moment when he drank the medicine in the Eternity Pavilion.

This scene reappeared, a little different from the real memory, at least at that time Reimu was not awake, but lay asleep on the table.

And now the awake Reimu has a peach-like complexion, showing a delicate expression around her tongue, which is much cuter than when she fell asleep.

"Fujiwara. Reimu breathed wine and looked at herself with intoxicated eyes, "Marisa likes you, but I gave you a chance, I guess you like me too, right?"

Reimu's voice was full of temptation, and the girl staggered to her feet, and the spring color loomed under the shrine maiden's costume.

Fujiwara Noriki admits that Reimu is indeed very beautiful at this time, and the carcass under the witch is full of primitive temptation, he is not a person who breaks his desires, and when he sees such a fragrant scene, he is naturally shamefully hard.

Reimu lifted the foot of her skirt, revealing her white legs in short stockings underneath, and said in that green but charming tone, "Do you want to see it?"

It's playing with fire.

The Reimu in the dream became unusually bold, and her behavior exceeded her usual behavior, which was the deepest desire of Fujiwara Ki's heart.

Although Fujiwara is a serious person, he is also a man, and he also has a little expectation of Reimu, which is an idea that normal men will have, just like two lovers walking in the park, and men occasionally notice beautiful women passing by.

Even if the girlfriend will be jealous, the man does sometimes have a little idea about the other women, although he may not necessarily put it into action, because in reality, all marriages are multiple-choice questions, either A or B, and there will be no ABCD together.

But this is a dream, and no matter what you do, it will have no effect on the outside world.

Fujiwara Ki understands what the master means by the drunken dream of death, the Taoist has recorded the stories of Huangliang Dream and Nan Ke One Dream, the so-called Nan Ke One Dream, can turn into a thousand days in a dream, but the reality is all in one thought, there is such a thing, who can refuse the temptation in the dream.

The master's medicine is to create such a dream. In the dream world, you can enjoy the glory and wealth, the beauty in your arms, and everything that becomes an immortal, such as the girl in front of you.

"Reimu ......" Fujiwara Noriki looked at Reimu in front of him.

The shrine maiden put her finger on her lips and made a silent gesture, smiling and untying the red bow at the back of her head, her long black hair glowing with a light brown soft glow hanging down her shoulders.

The girl took off the wrap cloth, her breasts under the shrine maiden's suit bulged slightly, she stepped forward and hugged Fujiwara Ki, looked up at his face and said, "Anyway, everything in the dream is fake, it doesn't matter what happens, do you want to reject me?"

This sentence speaks the deepest thought in Fujiwara's heart, it doesn't matter what happens, because it's a dream, so no one will know about everything done here.

Reimu stood on tiptoe, held Fujiwara's face, closed her eyes and kissed her.

Fujiwara Ki breathed rapidly, leaned down and kissed Reimu on the face in one breath, at this moment, love and sin surged into his heart at the same time, and the desire in his heart was satisfied in an instant, making Fujiwara Ki feel full and perfect.

The two hugged each other, caressing each other's skin, and peering at the mysterious carcass under the clothes.

However, when he was about to enter the step of undressing, Fujiwara Ki stopped, his reason still overwhelmed desire, and slapped himself and pushed Reimu away.

The girl fell to the ground in disheveled clothes and looked at Fujiwara Ki aggrievedly.

Fujiwara Ki was red-eyed, like a panting bull, and fled away from the shrine.

Flee and flee, flee to the deep, no-man's land, lest anyone see him, and see his hidden true face, full of greed and lust.

Although there is a saying that men are all flowers, but if you put this matter in reality, Reimu and Marisa will see it if they know it.

Reimu and Marisa are both people with personalities, and Fujiwara will only choose one, and in that summer festival, since Marisa chose herself, she should take responsibility.

Therefore, it is impossible for Fujiwara to have any transgression with Reimu.

Fujiwara Ki held his hand on the tree, the rough touch gave him a very real feeling, and when he raised his hand, the fingerprints on it were clearly visible, and the palm of his hand was still stained with the moss he had just touched.

The surrounding area was gradually covered with trees, and the gaps between the leaves cast a dappled brilliance.

"Is this a dream?"

Such a real scene is not like a dream at all, which makes him a little suspicious, recalling the real touch on Reimu's body not long ago, her expression is so real, if it weren't for the familiar scene when Yuyuko and Suzuka said goodbye at the beginning, he has every reason to believe that this is the real world, not a dream made up by his own memories.

With suspicion, Fujiwara continued to move forward.

"Where do you want to go?" A soft but eerie voice sounded behind him, and Fujiwara couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

Yakumo sat on the gap, the terrifying eyes inside staring at him.

"Purple-sama. ”

"Oh, I actually met a Taoist priest who cultivated, and such a delicious food is much better than that of ordinary humans. As if she didn't know herself, Yakumo Murasaki in her dream opened her gap and pounced.

Fujiwara Ki's reaction was to run away, and there are few youkai in Gensokyo who meet Yakumo Purple who don't run away, and there are few who can run past Yakumo Purple at the same time.

However, Yakumo's speed in the dream was far from that fast, and Fujiwara could only keep his feet, hoping that someone would come to save him.

I was chased by Yakumo Purple for a while, and finally saw someone.

This is Marisa's home, and it's great, Yakumo shouldn't mess around in front of Marisa.

When Fujiwara Ki ran to Marisa's door, Yakumo's figure disappeared behind the woods.

"Whew, it's dangerous, it's dangerous, Marisa saved her life. Fujiwara stood at Marisa's door in horror and gradually calmed down.

After a look at the closed door, now that he has arrived at the door, he will visit Marisa's house.

Fujiwara Ki knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for a voice full of vitality to come.

"Who. ”

Marisa opens the door, revealing her half-body in her pajamas.

"Fujiwara Ki!"

When she saw the visitor, Marisa's face turned red.

"Why did you come all of a sudden? ”

Marisa pushes the door open, and it's full of mess, books and magic props all over the floor, and there's an electronic device in the door that displays PM2.5 in the air, which is supposed to have been dropped by the outside.

But the most attractive thing in front of me is Marisa in pajamas, the girl's blonde hair is behind her back, and the ends are lazily curled.

The smooth skin under the pajamas looms, full of pink temptation.

Seeing Fujiwara's gaze, Marisa put her hand in front of her chest and let out a coquettish sigh, "You're looking at that, idiot." ”