I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

She looked around in a panic, and many crazy threes surrounded her like they were watching a circus.

Today, Luo Hao is destined to cast an indelible shadow on those golden red eyes.

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Wrapped in a bath towel and sitting in Kuang San's arms, Mo Yu San lowered his head, allowing Kuang San to gently rub her hair.

It was quiet in the bathroom, just the two of them.

No... Maybe it can be said that she is the only one.

Mo Yusan enjoyed this rare peaceful time, without craving for extravagance, without deliberately bullying her, Kuangsan held her in his arms and washed her hair with a smile.

The force was just right, and Mo Yu San raised his head slightly like a cat, showing a comfortable look.

There is no one in the world who knows herself better than her.

Kuang San took the shower to rinse the foam, and pinched Yu San's face with some pity.

so stupid...

If there is something that can't save face, it's better to just kill them directly.

Or... this guy just likes the feeling of being bullied.

Kuang San's fingertips rested on Mo Yu San's fair and slender neck. It is said that the place where Yu Ji bitten has healed without a single bite.

Moyusan's body is very good, and his recovery ability is also super strong.

It's just a little bit sensitive, like it's made of water, it melts when you touch it.

Kuang San couldn't help rubbing Mo Yu San's neck, as if to wash away all the marks that Yu Ji had bitten, and Mo Yu San's delicate skin suddenly showed red marks.

The temperature of the water sprayed from the shower is just right to wash my hair, and it looks a little hot when I shower it on my body.

In addition, Mo Yusan is currently recovering, and she can't help but curl up even if she touches her body lightly. She opened her eyes and groaned.

"what!?"

The foam flowed into his eyes, and Mo Yusan's mouth suddenly pouted.

Kusan looked at her helplessly and hilariously, leaned close and breathed, and washed Moyusan.

Mo Yusan's cheeks were flushed, she looked at the pretty face that was close at hand, and her face was smudged with a gorgeous pink.

"Crazy Three is the best."

She pulled away the hand that wrapped Kuang San's waist, and held it together with Kuang San's hand, intertwining her fingers.

The sweet and soft fragrance made her unable to help but get closer to Kurumi again.

In Mo Yu San's small exclamation, Kuang San hugged her horizontally.

The beautiful body was wrapped under the bath towel, snuggling tightly with Kurumi.

Only a white tender calf was exposed under the bath towel, and the small soles of the feet were taut, curled up like a crescent moon, and swayed along with Kurumi's pace.

"Get a good night's sleep."

He threw Moyusan back to the bed, carefully pulled the quilt on her, and Kuangsan kissed Moyusan lightly on the forehead.

Moyusan's eyes widened, and he stretched out his arm towards Kuangsan.

Kuang San sighed softly, and also got into the bed, Mo Yu San snuggled up to Kuang San's chest, his eyes narrowed, outlining a satisfied arc.

The soft and greasy fragrance of Moyusan seems to have a special charm to all individuals named Kuangsan.

Kurumi felt like he couldn't sleep a little.

Just looking at those watery eyes in the dark, the fire in my heart suddenly stopped.

"Go to sleep." Kuang San comforted Mo Yusan.

"Ah, by the way, this is a gift for you." After thinking for a while, Kuang San took out a hazy pale golden power from his backpack and handed it to Moyu San.

"This is...?"

Moyusan lay on Kuangsan's chest, looking at Kuangsan.

With the mad three breaths, the full chest rises and falls together, and a clear heartbeat can be heard under the soft touch.

"[Executor of Fate]." Kurumi shrugged. "It is possible to control fate to a certain extent."

"For example, the next time you draw a card."

"Find the one that draws the orange card in a lot of fate lines and tie it to the body, then according to fate, the orange card must be yours."

Moyusan's eyes widened and became brighter.

She jumped forward sharply, slapped Kurumi's cheek, and then suddenly hummed.

Kuangsan looked at Moyusan angrily, and watched helplessly as she squirmed back to her original position like a caterpillar, lying on his chest.

"I like you the most!" Moyusan drew a circle on Kuangsan's chest.

"Don't move, it's itchy." Kuang San put his cold hand on the back of Mo Yusan's neck.

Mo Yusan shrank his neck and giggled.