ps: Ah, it's late, but it's the second watch after all! Happy New Year, everyone! The past year has caused a lot of trouble to everyone, thank you for your continued support, thank you!

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The frail girl fell, her face pale, and beads of sweat slowly slipped down.

The small body, weak and thin, seemed to be able to blow her down with a gust of wind.

She opened her thin lips slightly, breathed softly but rapidly, closed her eyes, and trembled slightly.

Asthma and anemia, poor accommodation conditions have weakened her body to a certain extent, the beautiful body hides the inner decay, maybe she has recognized her fate, maybe she has decided to resist, every time she dreams the same nightmare, dreams of darkness coming, dreams of death choking her throat, every time she wakes up from a dream, she can recognize the fact of the nightmare, when one day she can no longer wake up, death...... It's no longer a dream.

Pache Noregi, a splendid obsidian flower blooming in the sad summer.

“...... Ah, I don't know what strange things Patchy is making up in her head, but I always feel like she has 'I need artificial respiration' written all over her face. Everyone formed a circle, and watched Pache lying on the bed strongly, no one felt anxious, there were high-level vampires who mastered the taboo of life, there were weirdness that could stop time, there were martial gods with mysterious powers, and the emperor of science who interpreted modern technology to the extreme, Mo said that Pacully's asthma was a high symptom, even if it was not curable, everyone present could pull her back - but Marisa was kind, and climbed into bed and moved towards Pache - but Marisa was kind, so she climbed into bed and moved towards Pache Lee.

The Seven Dawn Magicians lying on the bed still seemed to be unconscious, but her breathing was a little shorter, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly—these tiny details were not noticed by everyone, but they fell into the eyes of her rival Alice, and the seemingly harmless puppet pulled Marisa and blinked: "Marisa, do you know the first aid measures for asthma? Let's leave it to the experts, and even if you need artificial respiration, you have to find a boy with a relatively large lung capacity." ”

"But Patchy is a girl, wouldn't it be ...... with a boy," Marisa hesitated.

"You can find the dragon god, Miss Remilia is already dying anyway...... Oh, Miss Patchouli has promised Mr. Ryujin, and in the future, Pache will give Mr. Ryujin a full range of sleep, and what is the point of mere artificial respiration. Still with a gentle smile, Alice looked back and said, "Yes, Mr. Ryujin." ”

Long Shencheng pushed his glasses and nodded indifferently and affirmatively: "Of course." ”

- "Knowing that Patchouli is indifferent by nature and is lukewarm to anyone" and "Facing Patchouli's indifferent and cold attitude are completely different things, isn't it just falling into the ground?

Long Shencheng walked towards Pachouli step by step, and suddenly stopped: "Oh, I heard that it is better to chew a few cloves of garlic when giving artificial respiration to a patient in asthma coma, and the pungent smell in the mouth has a very good effect on the patient's awakening." ”

"What kind of remedy is this, it's a faint soul!" Patchouli couldn't hold back any longer, a carp flipped up, and then she noticed the surprised eyes of the people, then shook her body and covered her forehead, "Ah, what's wrong?"

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And so, the little banquet began.

The Ryujin family is rarely lively, in addition to the decathlon maid of Sixteen Nightsakiya, Alice is also a girl who can do housework, with the addition of these two, the aroma of black tea and snacks fills the air, which can be regarded as a feast - especially Hakurei Reimu, in a disdainful tone of Remilia: "Poor and sour red and white are like a hungry donkey at the moment." ”

Chihiro was the absolute center of the conversation at the beginning.,After all, this is a friend meeting for him and Naiako.,Introverted and ignorant, he seems to get along with Nakameguro and Nura 6 lives.,And Naiako's hip-hop temperament is also easier to integrate into the group.,Over time,Everyone began to discuss their own topics.。

- Ah, just like Red and White and Black and White are whispering about what is valuable and unremarkable in the Ryujin family, what can be sold for a good price, their eyes have been sweeping to the wardrobe and the panties hanging on the balcony, what a pervert.

"Sky-high, cliff-high-priced...... I wonder if there's any freshly changed underwear in the bathroom......" The two girls, who had nothing to do, discussed in a low voice, and Remilia's head burst into tears.

Alice and Pache had a new conflict just now, and they were now caught in a new round of gaze shock, both trying to kill each other with their gaze - although it was meaningless.

Nayako squeezed into the boys' circle and played double 6 chess with the four of them.

"It's hard work, Sakiya, I'm obviously a guest at my house, but I've kept you busy. Ryujin Makoto looked at the young girls, both Chihiro and Nayako let go of their initial guards and nervousness, and played happily with their new friends, he pushed his glasses, came to the maid who was standing beside him, and thanked him lightly.

"Where, where the duty lies. You are the leader of the eldest lady, and I must show enough obedience and reverence. Sakiya chuckled and leaned over, "It's an honor to be able to help." ”

"Don't be so polite, first, my vassals are not my vassals, and second, I do regard you as a friend. Ryujin Makoto patted the maid on the shoulder, "Let's relax once in a while." ”

Sakuya smiled back, and was about to say no.

A person who has been planning for a long time and has a bad heart has quietly come to the door.

He is over forty years old, in the prime of a man's peak, he looks like a dog, chic and mature, he looks like a good person, but he has the idea of a pit son. He is about to drop a powerful bomb as a prelude to the Shura field drama in which his son witnesses the cruelty of society and the difficulty of the harem.

Stinky boy, repeat the mistakes of your son and me!

He smiled treacherously and knocked on the door.

"Son, don't play too late. The baboon's smile hid a deep malice, "After all, tomorrow, I'm going on a blind date." ”

Time in the house seemed to stand still.

It worked.

I understood Qili's mood.

Pleasure.

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