Chapter Ninety-Eight: Don't Escape

"Master, I...... I can. ”

After Izumi saw Yukihime leave, he stepped forward again.

She held the cheongsam in her two small hands, and looked at Haruhiko with big moist eyes, looking eager to try.

“……?”

Haruhiko stretched out his hand and flicked it on her forehead, "I told you last time, don't peek at the master's work!" ”

"I just want to help my master."

Hequan covered his head, revealing an aggrieved look.

The corners of Haruhiko's mouth twitched.

He wanted the dragon to cross the river, not the dragon to cross the stream.

Compared to Yukihime, Izumi is really not enough to see.

And she's a scabbard in her body.

Haruhiko felt quite disobedient.

He's still disciplined.

"Izumi."

Haruhiko poked her fingers into her soft face and said, "You'll be helping soon." ”

When he transferred to Jianhao, it was time for Hequan to play his role.

The only pity is that he is only in the second order now.

If he could reach the third or fourth order, he planned to explore some of the places he had been to in the first week.

There should be a good catch.

"Yay!"

Izumi immediately changed his face and smiled happily.

She was acting.

This guy spends his days surfing the internet and learning all sorts of nonsense.

Haruhiko reluctantly picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

After such a fight with Izumi, he had already drawn his sword into the sheath and had no worldly desires.

Because the debut anniversary has passed, more than half of the advertisements about Yui Tachibana have been missed.

After Haruhiko changed a few tables, Izumi suddenly said, "Master, just look at this!" ”

Magical Girl?

He looked at it for a while and made sure it wasn't the one from his previous life.

The overall style is quite joyful and a little awkward.

But Izumi liked it.

She jumped on the coffee table, posed, and imitated, "Transform!" ”

Haruhiko was about to complain, but suddenly his eyes widened.

The cheongsam on Izumi's body disappeared.

After a few seconds, she changed into a pink waist-cinching dress skirt with a large bow on her chest.

With her figure-like body, it looks mysterious and cute.

But the point is that the blank seconds.

There is holy light on TV, but not in reality.

"Master, is it good-looking?"

Izumi's amber eyes were full of anticipation.

“……”

Haruhiko let out a breath and said, "It's pretty good." ”

"Hey!"

Izumi seemed to have succeeded in his conspiracy, and his face was quite excited.

Haruhiko couldn't get used to her expression, so he reached out and flicked her head.

Izumi suddenly became well-behaved.

It didn't take long for Yukihime to come out of the kitchen with her meal.

Haruhiko turned off the TV and consciously washed her hands in front of the faucet.

Back in the living room, sitting at the dining table, he glanced around.

Dinner was ok.

Pork and ginger grilled, boiled eggs, and miso soup.

Haruhiko picked up chopsticks and picked up a slice of pork.

"Ah~"

Yukihime stepped forward, her pink lips slowly parting and making a lovely sound.

Haruhiko immediately put the pork in her mouth.

"That's good."

After Yukihime finished eating, she licked the corners of her mouth and said, "I want more, give it to me again." ”

Haruhiko swallowed subconsciously.

This sentence is inexplicably familiar.

He picked up another slice of pork.

Before he could make a move, Yukihime had already bitten down and sent it into his mouth.

After chewing it many times, Haruhiko swallowed it.

"How's it taste?"

Yukihime looked up at him, her lips shiny as if they were some kind of delicacy.

"It's delicious."

Haruhiko nodded vigorously.

"Eat well."

Yukihime said meaningfully, "I haven't eaten yet, so I'll have to trouble you then." ”

Haruhiko understood it directly.

Damn it!

This meal suddenly didn't smell good.

Dinner is over.

Yukihime went to the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks to clean them.

Haruhiko began to meditate and practice.

The main thing is to make time pass quickly.

Yukihime left the kitchen.

She took off her apron and walked over to Haruhiko.

With arms around his neck and his head against his chest, the whole person was squeezed into his arms.

A faint aroma pervades.

Haruhiko felt her thighs sink and knew what was going on without opening her eyes.

After a long time, Yukihime leaned into his ear and said, "I'm hungry." ”

Haruhiko opened her eyes suddenly, and all she saw was her long silver-white hair that was scattered.

He frowned and stroked gently.

Her silver-white hair is smooth and a little icy.

The touch is also different from humans.

Yukihime looked up at him.

Didn't speak.

It's like a cat.

I was enjoying the master's kneading.

I don't know how long it took, but Haruhiko suddenly turned his head and his gaze fell not far away.

Izumi was so frightened that he hurriedly flew away.

This guy is really...... Hiss...... It's better not to learn.

"It's delicious."

Yukihime stretched and said, "I'll make a supper in the evening, and now let's take a shower." ”

Night falls.

Haruhiko, dressed in pajamas, walked into the room.

The moonlight outside the window poured in.

Even if there are no lights, it will not be completely dark.

He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out his phone.

In the Great Imperial Software, he has another identity.

Edo Archaeological Bureau probationary staff.

However, this month's commission did not appear.

Yukihime opened the door.

She burrowed into the bed, her little white hands grabbing Haruhiko's wrists.

"It's time to go to bed."

"Hmm."

Haruhiko put down her phone, lay down on her side face to face with Yukihime, and said, "Good night." ”

"Good night."

Yukihime rolled over, shifted her body, and said, "Hold me." ”

Haruhiko held her in his arms.

Yukihime's hair is very long.

From the shoulders to the snow-white and slippery back, finally to the buttocks.

It's beautiful.

Haruhiko thought and fell asleep.

Early morning.

He woke up.

Last night, I dreamed that I was back in my hometown.

And the content is very different from the last time.

It's a pity that thousands of years later, there is no soothsayer in Dongying.

Otherwise, dream interpretation can be performed.

Haruhiko sat up and suddenly found that the futon had been replaced with a new one, which was quite dry and fragrant.

He couldn't help but sigh that Xue Ji was really a good wife and mother.

Haruhiko went to the bathroom.

As I passed by the kitchen, I took a look.

I saw Yukihime's bumpy back and buttocks.

He withdrew his gaze and washed up.

"Good morning, master."

Izumi's sleepy eyes flew over.

"Why do you look listless?"

Haruhiko looked at her and asked.

"I didn't ...... Didn't sleep well. ”

Izumi tilted his head, and his little face flushed.

What are you blushing for?

Haruhiko felt that his demon was becoming more and more difficult to understand.

Back in the living room, breakfast was ready.

It's bread and fresh milk.

Haruhiko took a sip of his glass.

Yukihime looked at her quietly, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she had a faint smile.

"In a while, it's supposed to be your birthday, right?"

"How do you know?"

Haruhiko asked as he took a bite of bread and was a little surprised.

"Winter Yu told me."

Yukihime blinked and said.

Haruhiko was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect Jinguji Winter Palace to remember his birthday.

"I'll give you a birthday present that satisfies you."

Yukihime licked the corners of her mouth and said, "When the time comes, don't run away." ”