i have infinite

Chapter 182 181. Night
The rain has stopped for a long time, the wind has blown away the dark clouds, and the moonlight is lightly falling on the world.

The silhouette of Asakusa Shrine is reflected in orange lights.

The terrace extending from the side hall hangs over the artificial lake, with thin white gauze hanging around it.

Meiji Kawashima likes this terrace facing the lake with laurel trees planted next to it.Most nights, she likes to bring the unfinished work here during the day to continue processing. When she is tired, she puts her feet in the lake water to relieve fatigue.

The same goes for tonight.

There is a laptop on the small table, and the light of the oil lamp trembles slightly on the table.

In the warm yellow light, Meiji Kawashima's beautifully manicured nails were typing on the keyboard quickly, her wet black hair was hanging behind her back, there was a small cosmetic mirror and a bottle of perfume on the table, and a few books Fujiwara Rin also wrote articles and essays before.

Typed a few lines.

Miki Kawashima stopped and took out the small mirror to look at herself.

The red and white orthodox priestess costume, the beautiful hairline, feminine eyebrows, delicate nose and plump red lips... She is already beautiful, but against the backdrop of the classical priestess costume, she looks even more temperamental Elegant.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Kawashima Miki couldn't help licking her lower lip with the tip of her tongue.

Not long ago, she had just returned from a game of tennis with the wives of the directors of Yin Yang Liao. After taking a bath, she specially changed into a priestess costume, and with a mentality of waiting for someone, she was alone on the balcony to deal with the empress's bubble bath. Work.

"Have you sprayed too much perfume..."

Miki Kawashima raised her slender wrist and sniffed.

The strong fragrance of roses, with the sweet tiredness after exercise, surrounded her snow-white oval face in the dark and quiet night, permeating gently tremblingly.

"Just right……"

Miki Kawashima put away the mirror very contentedly.

"Now I'm waiting for my little husband to come back." She smiled smugly, but in the next second, her face suddenly turned cold again, and she muttered angrily: "Dog thing, my old lady runs all day long for you, and you don't want to spend money on me." The money is very cheap, and I can't do other things well!"

Resentful young wives let go of their complaints, waiting on the terrace for their late husbands.

Since returning to Tokyo this month, Miki Kawashima, as the only maiden of Asakusa Shrine, has participated in countless director tea parties, held several small meetings, and went shopping with many director wives whom she has never met before. hospital.

A lot of useless chatter about pleasure and love is the favorite thing of those ladies to discuss.

Every time I hear these Kawashima Meiji, I want to laugh.

Love is useless?

That's because you haven't met true love at all.

Miki Kawashima always manages her Asakusa Shrine with heart after laughing at those poor women in her heart.

For example, the portrait of the mountain god hanging in the worship hall, during this month, she first moved it to the screen at the entrance, then took it into the backyard to prevent tourists from viewing it, and finally took it back to her room and hung it up.When tidying up the kitchen and storage room, I found a lot of empty cans and cardboards. I took them to the waste station and sold them. I added some money to buy a large king crab, Yukino Riho and Fujiwara Rinya. a meal.What's more, her favorite thing is to go barefoot to fish for coins thrown by tourists in the pool of worship hall.Then, like a squirrel who only harvested pine cones, he and Fujiwara Lin also showed off their spoils under the covers with great interest.

Fujiwara Rin also teased her for being like a hamster.

She beat him up, not at all polite.

Since her girlhood, Miki Kawashima has liked to fill her life with beautiful but worthless things.When I was studying, I liked to collect pins, so I filled the painted storage box with all kinds of pins.After coming to Tokyo, I like to collect high heels, so I have a special shoe changing room.I left one or two hundred pairs of high heels there, and even if I didn't wear them a few times, I would continue to buy them and watch them again.

Regarding this matter, Fujiwara Rin also complained several times that she has a collection habit. She just smiled every time, and still enjoys buying all kinds of high-heeled shoes for herself... Anyway, it is all the money she earns, so she can buy whatever she wants. purchase.

This thing called zest for life has been driving her forward.

She also had a period of confusion. For a long time in the empress's life, she flew into the room like a butterfly, and couldn't find the way out by flying around.Fortunately, the window was finally opened by the little husband, and the exhausted butterfly regained its freedom.

and so.

She likes Fujiwara Rinya very much now.

The incomparable love engraved in the bone.

There were footsteps coming from the corridor, Miki Kawashima looked up.

"Take a break." Yukino Riho came over with a bunch of lemonade.

The lemon floating on the surface with crushed ice in the glass, cut into thin round slices, looks very cool.

"I'm just thirsty." Miki Kawashima stroked the hair on her forehead, smiled and picked up the glass and poured a glass of lemonade.

Yukino Riho also sat down, and casually picked up the lute that was placed on the terrace.

The moon tonight is very round, like a full moon in a poem, and the stream of light spreads over the entire Tokyo like mercury pouring down the ground, and the eaves of the worship hall are covered with layers of silver frost.Riho Yukino sitting in the moonlight looks very much like a fairy from the moon.

"Want to hear something?" she asked.

Kawashima Meiji replied grumblingly, "Whatever."

When Fujiwara Rinya was not at home at night, this was how the two ladies passed the time.

The melodious pipa music sounded.

The laurel flowers blooming on the terrace are like yellow paper umbrellas.

Riho Yukino played the lute among the petals.

Hold the plectrum with slender fingertips, and with a sound of "鐤", the pipa vibrates and makes a moving sound.

The moonlight and the sound of the piano blend together.

Whenever the strings vibrate, a laurel will fall from the branch.The petals quietly scattered in the moonlight danced in the atmosphere as if they could not bear the weight of the moonlight.

Miki Kawashima propped her elbows on the tablecloth, and lightly tapped her cheeks with the tips of her nail-painted fingers.Looking at Yukino Riho's performance, I feel bright and refreshing.Among the fluttering laurel flowers, are the petals catering to the pipa, or is the sound of the pipa catering to the petals?
"Autumn comes around with colorful clouds, and the mountains are full of red leaves."

"Once drifting away, why not change the color."

Yukino Riho softly sang the chorus, a smile appeared on her lips.

It was the kind of faint smile, like the faint yellowish color of laurel petals, very elegant and demure.

"Hey, the pipa is really beautiful..."

A voice came from nowhere, and Miki Kawashima also smiled, an out-and-out private smile.

Fujiwara Rinya, who had changed into a white safari suit, came from the other end of the corridor, running like a person in the cool wind.Those clear eyes looked at the two ladies, their eyes were extremely gentle and full of love.

Miki Kawashima picked up the cup in her delicate hand, brought it to her red lips leisurely, and glanced at Rinya Fujiwara who was proud of the spring breeze: "Are you willing to come back?"

Yukino Riho looked at him with a smile, her snow-white oval face matched with a sky blue bathrobe, her temperament was elegant and demure.

"Miss me?" Fujiwara Rin also walked into the terrace, snapped the laptop shut, and reached out to hug Mrs. Meiji's shoulder.

"Snapped!"

Miki Kawashima slapped his hands off.

Immediately afterwards, her smile disappeared, and she turned her back to him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Go, the female police officer who hugs you, I am a woman who runs a custom shop, and I am not worthy of the mountain god's attention."

Yukino Riho blinked, with a gloating expression on his face.

"I just like the empress who runs a custom shop." Fujiwara Rinya said loudly.

"Oh, got it, step back." Miki Kawashima smiled with her back to him.

The flickering candlelight illuminates her side face. She is dressed in a red and white priestess costume, bright and dignified, with a classical charm beyond reality.

Fujiwara Lin also looked a little fascinated.

"Are you thirsty? Would you like a glass of water?" Yukino Riho poured the lemonade over.

"Thank you Mrs. Riho." Fujiwara Rin also drank the water in one gulp.

Yukino Riho was wearing a blue and white loose yukata, and her calves, which were slightly exposed from the skirt, were as slender as if carved from ice and snow.

"You're in a good mood. Is there something good about it?" She sat in front of the low table, resting her chin with her right hand, flipping through the notebook on the desk with her left hand.

"I found out that Fuka-Eri likes me." Fujiwara Rinya said happily.

"Oh?"

Kawashima Miki sneered.

"Like..." Yukino Riho chewed the word lightly.

Fujiwara Rin also put his arms around her: "I like me as much as you do."

The snow-white neck and the slender and tight waist were being embraced by him, and the whole world seemed to quiet down suddenly, only the warmth floated in the air.

"Is that so, I like it..." Yukino Riho's eyes covered with moisture stayed on his face, his tone was gentle, without cadence, it was really like the sound of snow falling from pine branches to the ground .

Miki Kawashima turned around, the corners of her mouth curled up frivolously: "Risho, come over to me, don't let him fool you."

"Don't go." Fujiwara Rinya hugged Yukino Riho tightly, "If you want to quarrel, let her do it alone, and we say what we want."

"Well, who should I listen to..." Riho Yukino pursed her lips to suppress a smile, opened her eyes wide and blinked at Miki Kawashima, and then looked at Rinya Fujiwara with a troubled expression on her face.

This look of pity for me made Fujiwara Rinya's heart burn.

Kawashima Meiji took a sip of iced lemonade to calm down, and looked at the two hugging each other: "Risui, think about it clearly, his habit is like a butterfly, he likes to fly around and flirt with flowers, all day long. If you don’t go from house to house, I am the one who will accompany you the most.”

"Meiji makes sense..." Yukino Riho smiled softly.

"Then why don't you come over to my sister's place." Meiji Kawashima hooked her fingers, with the arrogance of a paper tiger in her eyes.

"Fujiwara-kun?" Yukino Riho looked up, looking at her husband who was holding her in his arms, "You should let go of me, otherwise sister Meiji will be angry. You don't even know, when you are not at home, She never stopped scolding you..."

"Humph!"

Miki Kawashima glanced at her little husband with disdain.

Hugging Yukino Riho's limp body, looking at her clear eyes, Fujiwara Rin also laughed.The wife in his arms narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her neck slightly, and her natural and charming lips were extremely touching.

The cute and coquettish demeanor made Rinya Fujiwara bow his head and kiss her snow-white side face.

The lips moved slowly against her cheeks, covering her cold lips accurately, sweet lips.

"like……"

Yukino Riho whispered sweetly, her arms were softly wrapped around his neck, her half-closed eyes were as cold and moist as melting ice.

Kissing her, Fujiwara Rinya's heartbeat started to speed up.

Miki Kawashima frowned, stretched out her foot in dissatisfaction, and kicked Rinya Fujiwara from under the table.

"Boom~"

Fujiwara Rin also let go of Yukino Riho's lips.

"Well, those who are awkward can only watch..." Yukino Riho leaned against his arms and couldn't get up, a few strands of black hair stuck to his sweaty cheeks.Like the pine branches in the snow, it looks very moving.

"You guys are so loud."

Miki Kawashima took a few sips of lemonade.

Gee.

Really sour.

Fujiwara Rin also let go of Yukino Riho, and rolled over to her side.

"Hey, what are you doing—"

Miki Kawashima screamed.

Fujiwara Rinya grabbed her shoulders and lay down on the tatami mat.

"I'm angry!" Miki Kawashima bit her lip angrily.

"You've grown up, haven't you?" Fujiwara Rin also patted her forehead lightly, rubbed her bulging cheeks, "Dare to rob women with me, you really don't know if you don't teach you a lesson today Who is the master of this house!"

Yukino Riho stood up, said with a smile, "I'll bring some wine and food."

After turning around and walking a few steps, she vaguely heard a dull "pop" sound coming from behind her.

Is that... a spanking sound?
Yukino Riho didn't look back, she walked briskly towards the kitchen, the smile on her lips never faded away.

The flame flickered.

The wind blows the veil, half covering the two of them.

Kawashima Miki arched her waist, put her arms around Fujiwara Rinya's neck, and leaned her face on his shoulder.

"Fuka-Eri likes me more, so does Mrs. Meiji, and Mrs. Riho..." Rinya Fujiwara hugged her waist, patted her soft buttocks, "We will be a family sooner or later, forever Happily together."

"You can only dream!" Miki Kawashima sneered.

"Snapped--"

"……you!"

Kawashima Meiji yelled in pain, frowning and putting on an air of death rather than submission.

After several slaps in a row, her pretty face flushed, and her legs trembled slightly.

Fujiwara Rin also stopped, and asked with a smile, "Who is in charge of this family?"

"Me!" Miki Kawashima was still stubborn, and she had already clenched her small fists, which was a sign of being ready to hit someone.

Then there was another snap.

Amidst the muffled sound of slapping her buttocks, Miki Kawashima bit her lip and snorted softly.

Infinitely seductive voice.

Fujiwara Lin also put his arms around her waist, lay down on his side, his lips pressed against her flushed cheek: "Thank you, Mrs. Meiji."

"Thank me for what?" Miki Kawashima murmured in response.

"Thank you for still being stubborn."

"Humph!"

"Thank you for helping me take care of the affairs of Asakusa Shrine, thank you for helping me attend the social activities with Yin Yang Liao, thank you for making money to support me, so that I can have time to use your money to pick up other girls..." Speaking of this, Fujiwara couldn't help but laugh too.

"Even if he pays the cowherd, he knows how to coax me well!" Chuan Daomeiji snuggled into his arms and muttered angrily, "You are not as good as a cowherd, whether it is on the bed or under the bed. !"

"Have you found the cowherd?" Fujiwara Rin also breathed in her ear.

The warm breath penetrated into his heart, Chuan Dao Meiji shivered as if afraid of tickle, stretched out his hand and pinched his waist heavily: "Yes, I just went to find the cowherd, every night!"

"Hiss, it hurts so much, madam, please forgive me." Rin Fujiwara twisted his face, pretending to be in pain.

"I'm not using half my strength."

"Isn't this to give you a sense of accomplishment?"

"What sense of accomplishment can I have if I hurt you?"

"No, no, the sense of accomplishment is not because of hurting me, but because the noble mountain god is willing to be your servant and cooperate with all your actions."

"That's about the same." Miki Kawashima smiled contentedly.

Fujiwara Lin also put his arms around her waist, and couldn't help but kissed her on the cheek: "Mrs. Meiji is the cutest in the world."

"It's fake, it's all staged," Miki Kawashima narrowed her eyes a little, and said angrily, "I'm just an internet bride in human skin, all cute and dignified are staged, and I'm essentially a girl who likes to play tricks." Youkai of the human heart. If you want to be cute, go to Fuka-Eri."

"You said another woman again, you should be punished!" Rin Fujiwara lifted up the skirt of the maiden uniform.

Kawashima Meiji glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he still said in an angry tone: "What are you doing, can you be more serious, this is not a room, believe me or not...ah!" With a trembling ending, It was her whimpering in pain.

"Mrs. Meiji..."

"What, what..."

"I went to the custom shop tonight."

"what!"

"The massage technique is not as good as yours."

"That, that is... well, is that the point?"

"The point is that Fuka-Eri helped me."

"?"

"Haha, that's why I said Fuka-Eri started liking me."

"lighter……"

"Like it?"

"I like it, I like it..."

Fujiwara Rin also put his arms around Miki Kawashima's slightly twisting waist, rubbing his cheek against her body.

Mrs. Meiji's eyes were half-closed, the water color was blurred, and she didn't have a word of rebuttal, as if she had been "beaten into a trick".Fujiwara Rinya looked at her bright red lips and Hongxia's pretty face.And her clear eyes under her slender eyebrows are looking at her clearly and charmingly, and she has a lovely young woman's posture, which can be described as full of charms.

Watched by her husband, Miki Kawashima moved her lips forward for a kiss.

Fujiwara Rin also kissed her.

Mrs. Meiji is like a jar of fine wine, with every frown and smile, there is a burst of fragrance and wine... and the feeling of having a lot of wine is really moist!
The wind blew across the terrace, and the laurel trees swayed gently.

The petals fell on the lake, the water moon shattered, and the lake rippled.

Some petals floated in along the veil and landed on Kawashima Miki's shoulders, hair and cuffs.In the dim light, she panted slightly, savoring the aftertaste, with a smile on her face.That tired and satisfied smile seemed to be listening to the overflowing sound in his body that only he could hear.

Fujiwara Rin also lay on his side and hugged her without letting go.

Lying on the terrace, the light gauze half covered their bodies like a quilt.

Inside the quilt, the husband and wife are skin-to-skin, feeling each other's warmth.

"Don't come back so late in the future." Kawashima Meiji said softly.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will spare more time to help you in the future." Fujiwara Rin also responded softly.

"You just coax me, and you don't take any practical action at all." Miki Kawashima's little feet lightly stepped on his feet.In the moonlight shining on the terrace, the shiny little ankle was covered with clean and delicate lines.

The little act of stretching out her foot and kicking her husband in the night was extremely warm and romantic.

"I always say that I coax you, but in fact I did everything I told you." Fujiwara Rin also grabbed a light gauze, covered their heads, pinched her chin and stared at her face After chatting for a while, he laughed and asked, "Your mentality is the same as your body, you can't get satisfaction."

"Which woman would think too much?" Miki Kawashima's clear face still had a lingering blush.

"I really suffered from gender!" Fujiwara Rin also complained.

"Husband..." Miki Kawashima rubbed his arm.

"Oh, by the way, Riho has come just now..." As he spoke, Fujiwara Rin also smiled slyly, with a clean and sly smile like a prank boy, "She saw everything you did just now. "

Kawashima Meiji's pretty face immediately tightened.

Looking sideways, Yukino Riho was strolling back to the terrace in the attitude of a noble lady, carrying food and drinks.

"Mrs. Risui, she ate it just now." Rin Fujiwara complained.

"Ah, bastard, why didn't you say it earlier..." Miki Kawashima quickly covered her face with her hands.

The long hair like a waterfall hangs on the floor, and she is so ashamed that she wants to bury herself in the long hair.In this regard, Mrs. Meiji is still relatively conservative. On the wedding night, she just covered herself with a quilt, and did not look at Fujiwara Rinya and Yukino Riho the whole time.

The same is true for Yukino Riho.

After putting down the food, she lowered her head.

When she walked over just now, she noticed the balcony from a distance.

Youkai have good eyesight, Yukino Riho saw Miki Kawashima in the corridor.Her plump and plump body was half lying on the bottom, and the skirt of the priestess skirt was lifted up to her waist.Her shoulders were also exposed, and there was a charming smile on her smooth and pretty face.

The intermittent sound at night is like rain falling on the eaves in a rainy day, and the continuous sound of tinkling bells is crisp and pleasant.Yukino Riho, who hid in the dark and listened for a long time, his body was gradually warmed up like a piece of cold jade being covered by someone's hands.

After sitting down now, there will still be ringing, ethereal voices in her ears.

Fujiwara Rin also sat down, hugged her and said, "Become a Snow Girl."

Stupid women don't do that.

But Snow Maiden is different.

Xue Nu will become active due to the influence of her physique.

"Are you here..." Yukino Riho half-closed her eyes, her slender fingers resting on her belt.

"Of course."

"it is good……"

Yukino Riho closed her eyes completely, her slender eyelashes were like reeds blowing in the wind.

The icy wind suddenly rose.

The clouds flow in the sky, and the moon walks among them.

Riho Yukino, who had turned into a snow girl, looked at Rinya Fujiwara with icy blue eyes.

"It's my time..." She said expressionlessly, while brushing her long hair behind her shoulders, she gently touched the skirt of her clothes with her fingers.The round shoulders covered with a layer of frost were exposed, she was like a snow and ice elf lost in the world, disheveled but full of charm.

Miki Kawashima cracked a little finger and looked this way.

The ethereal moonlight shone in, covering the two of them like a holy silver glow... The picture was so blissful, Yukino Riho's elegant waist-absorbing sky-blue bathrobe, with the neckline open.Every time the body shakes, red lace fringes flash across, like veins of bright cinnabar.

She pinched Fujiwara Rinya's hair with her fingers, closed her eyes, and her ears trembled slightly, as if she was listening to something.The slightly trembling eyelashes are like tuberose with pistils waiting to be released in the dark night, ready to reveal its flower buds at any time and bloom its fragrance.

Miki Kawashima smiled, showing a delicate expression.

Even the emotionless Xue Nu has fallen... The way she looked just now is certainly not embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)