The witch ladies want me to confess my love

Looking at Kiana holding him like an octopus, Heizhen tried to push her away, but the Valkyrie... no, it was the ancestral strange power of the Kaslana family that manifested itself in Kiana. To the extreme, Kiana's figure is as solid as a rock. Her head rests on Heizhen's shoulder, and her hair is in close contact with Heizhen's neck. Through the thin pajamas, the two concave and convex bodies pass each other. Softness and warmth.

And the same shampoo smell.

Heizhen couldn't help but sigh as she stared at Kiana's happy sleeping face. Unconscious intimacy with the same sex made her feel very uncomfortable. Before, even the best friends could only sit together and eat lunch.

The villain image she manages is completely useless in front of two kinds of people: one is a fool like Kiana, and the other is a shameless pervert like Fourier.

Thinking of that man's name, Heizhen was flooded with complicated thoughts. His thighs moved together uneasily, and the fabric of his clothes rubbed against each other, making a squeaking sound. This annoying yet lovable man made people so embarrassed.

"Hmm, it's so hot...is the teppanyaki cooked?"

The changes in Heizhen's body temperature were transmitted to the dreamland through Kiana's hand, causing strange changes in the Valkyrie's dreamland.

Kiana moved her hand away from Heizhen, and Heizhen was finally able to turn around.She turned sideways and faced Kiana. The distance between the two was close enough to blow their breath on each other's faces. Heizhen was not sleepy at all, and counted Kiana's fine eyelashes in boredom.

"You white-haired idiot, you must have just sneaked into Fourier's room to steal something. A silly and good-looking character like you will be pregnant within three chapters of the story." Finally, you are lucky to have picked a man who will not take the initiative to attack you."

She stretched out her hand and poked the other person's cheek while saying: "In addition to eating, drinking and having fun, I sleep, even in my dreams. You deserve to be disciplined by that hard-working man Fourier."

Kiana was stimulated by Kurosada's actions and a certain name in her words, causing the Valkyrie's expression to become painful.

"Ugh, enough of the math problems, please spare me."

Heizhen laughed dumbly, and his displeasure at Kiana's invasion of his independent space disappeared. This white-haired idiot had a worrying aura, like looking at an ignorant child, like looking at Pampas. The alpacas on the plateau are like looking at a well-fed white puppy.

You are Fourier's current client, and I am Fourier's previous client. Let us get along well as seniors and juniors... That's weird.

Heizhen put his hand on Kiana's neck, his pale golden eyes filled with awe-inspiring emotions.

Compared with Kiana, Fourier is of course more important in Heizhen's heart.The girl from Orleans didn't say anything, but she felt that she owed Fourier a huge favor. Now that the two of them were colleagues fighting together, it was natural for him to protect her or for her to protect him.

Kiana is different. In Heizhen's eyes, this white-haired idiot is not a companion. In other words, everyone who tries to share Fourier with her is not a companion.

Kiana had no awareness of the boundaries of intimacy. In the afternoon when Fourier went out, she almost unilaterally asked Heizhen Fourier about many things. Some Heizhen reluctantly answered, and some Heizhen refused to answer. Some Heizhen couldn't answer.

"Why do you want to know her?" Heizhen asked, unable to bear it.

Kiana smiled, her blue eyes filled with innocence, and her voice as gentle as a skylark walking through the forest.

"Because I want to be friends with him. Isn't it natural to ask about friends?"

Damn straightforward, damn naive!Heizhen thought, I really still can't like this white-haired idiot.

So she ignored Kiana and lowered her head to read.

Wuthering Heights, which Fourier read on the train back to Soufayera, has now become something of a dark novel... based on an unreasonable domination.

Initially, she was fighting against the annoying pink-haired vampire with the same name, but later it turned into an unconscious possessive desire. Just as Fourier made her a part of her life, she also accepted Fourier as her. a part of.

In the afternoon, she finished reading Chapter 6 of Wuthering Heights. For a novel with 36 chapters, one-sixth of the plot capacity is still in the "starting" stage of the story.

However, "Wuthering Heights" is different. The story of the protagonists is more like a puzzle that has been completed long ago but has been fragmented and scattered all over the place by time.

Then at the beginning of the story, the tool man character, that is, the original narrator of the story, found a piece of the puzzle, and then came up with the idea of ​​collecting all the pieces to complete the puzzle.

Therefore, with the help of the two witnesses who were also the main narrators of the novel, and with the help of the tenants in the manor, the completion of this puzzle gradually improved, and the old story gradually became clear, but what was discussed by all the characters in the book The protagonists never appear as the narrator. They are either dead or silent and are just a background.

After the puzzle is completed and the past reappears, the male protagonist of the story also dies alone, making the story come to an end in the eyes of the narrator, and the plot of the novel also comes to an end in the eyes of readers.

In Kurosada's view, Fourier was the tool man who appeared at the beginning. He picked up the fragments of the story named "Kiana Kaslana" and became fascinated by the past stories recorded in the entire puzzle. Embark on a journey of discovery.

The tool man in the story faces Heathcliff, who wants to die, while Fourier faces the cruel, cunning, cunning and cruel master of technology Otto Akapolis;

During the process of the tool man exploring the fragments in the story, other narrators were able to give the tool man the clues he needed 123456, while Fourier obtained endless local clues 7;

The fragments held by the tool man in the story are safe and harmless, but the fragments held by Fourier, the silly-looking white-haired Valkyrie, are not an easy character to deal with. In the previous incident, Lu Fan During the battle at Si Mansion, it was not only Fourier who noticed Kiana's abnormality, but also her.

She was not far from Fourier and saw the confrontation between the two and Kiana's sudden collapse.From Fourier's point of view, it was just that Kiana had returned to normal, but from Kurosada's point of view, Kiana was lying on the man, but smiling at her.

The world is so big that everyone can only see an insignificant corner.There is Fourier's world from Fourier's perspective, and Heizhen's world from Heizhen's perspective. In the face of the objectively existing world, even if it is the same thing, their subjective perceptions are biased and have blind spots. .

Kurosada felt that her existence was to make up for Fourier's blind spot. Before leaving, she was called to the store by Ichihara Yuko. The Dimensional Witch also entertained Ruvans Lucius and Kiana Kaslan. Na.

"Rufans, please use your life experience to teach Fourier about 'decision and choice' during this journey, and provide the necessary clues."

"If this is the price of the last wish, it couldn't be more cost-effective." The Vampire Marquis nodded.

The Dimensional Witch's dark red eyes glanced at the vampire: "Even if I make this joke, I will not reduce your debt."

"In contrast, I want to give that young man a chance to choose. If he is just your tool, it will be a waste of talent. I can let him follow me as a confidential secretary to accumulate political experience, contacts and funds. , and then find a senator’s daughter to marry, and in about 20 years, he will have the qualifications to enter the Senate.”

"Please do as you wish, but don't force him too much, you will break him." The Dimensional Witch turned to look at Heizhen, "Jane, please be a companion that Fourier can trust on this journey. When he calls you, your banner will answer him."

"Please call me Art. It's really troublesome to have the same name. Besides, even if you don't say..."

The girl swallowed the words "I will also help". In front of outsiders, she really couldn't express her kindness directly, so she changed her words and said: "I'll think about it."

The Dimensional Witch's eyes fell on the last person. Kiana pointed at herself and asked innocently: "What do you need me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything."

"You called me here but didn't let me do anything?"

"Sometimes it's not a good thing to focus too much on something. When you act impulsively, you don't think about who has to sacrifice for it."

"Um...what do you mean?" Kiana touched her head, "I don't understand. Can you explain it in more detail?"

Kurosada didn't hear the end. When Ichihara Yuko explained something to Kiana, she had already been teleported back.

After coming back, I saw the pink-haired cow. One of the things Hei Zhen hates most at the moment is that if the fairy in the lake gives her a debut question one day, let her kiss Fourier for more than three seconds and be in the same photo with the pink-haired cow. If she had to choose between one and the other after one night in bed, she would definitely reject both options and then beat up the Lake Fairy.

"I can't accompany you this time. The teacher left me here because I have other things to do."

The vampire's words stunned Hei Zhen. Although the two girls, both Joans, lived together, they lived a life of ignoring each other. She did not expect that Joan would talk to her.

Hei Zhen said nothing. When she passed the vampire, she heard Jeanne behind her continue to say: "You are the only one who can protect him this time."

what is this?Hei Zhen frowned and thought, making it seem like you are the kind princess and I am the evil witch... However, being an evil witch suits me just fine.

The Dimensional Witch did not promise any benefits, but from Heizhen's perspective, everyone fulfilled their promise: Needless to say, she often said nothing during waking hours on the train, but her seat was automatically bound. Fourier, and the red-haired vampire's frequent overtures of goodwill only made Fourier, a fool, suspicious. As for Kiana...

Hei Zhen hasn't noticed anything so far, it's probably just inaction.

Looking past Kiana's sleeping face, Hei Zhen saw another theoretical roommate, the mysterious Veronica, who was missing.A certain impulse reminded her of spying on Fourier who walked into the Vampire Marquis' room through the crack in the door. She wanted to say hello when Fourier came out, but gave up because of shyness.

Of course she knew that Fourier was not gay, and it didn't matter what Fourier did behind her back. It was just that the red-haired vampire was too insidious and could not be trusted.

Fourier...something is wrong.

Unreasonable intuition flashed through Hei Zhen's mind with inexplicable thoughts. She took the spare room card of Fourier's room from Kiana, put on her coat and entered Fourier's room. The room was dark, and the man was crooked. On the sofa, fell asleep.

"Hey, don't be in a place like this..."

She pushed Fourier's shoulder with her hand, and realized that her body temperature was horribly low. Some bad premonition made her put her hand under his breath, then probed the man's neck, and finally put her ear against it without giving up. Listen to the heartbeat of youth in your chest.

"I'm not breathing, and my heartbeat has stopped." She murmured, "Doctor, no, is it useful to call a doctor at this time?"

The door was pushed open again. Hei Zhen was like a female leopard guarding her cubs, holding Fourier tightly with one hand, and the other hand first took out the long sword with a cage handle. A black flame on the tip of the sword indicated that she was Unreserved hostility.

"Ruvans Lucius, are you a friend or an enemy?" Jeanne d'Arc [alter] said.

Testimonials

My relationship with reading literary works can be traced back to the book corner that my Chinese teacher asked our classmates to set up in elementary school. Everyone took out a book and put it in the book corner for public reading. At that time, I bought my classmate's " "The Time Machine" is the first literary work I read.

From that time to now, I have read many literary works. In junior high school, I did it to complete the teacher’s homework. In high school, to pass the time during self-study classes on Saturday mornings, I read "Literary Girls" to make up for the novels. and literary masterpieces.

I have to admit that The Book-Eating Monster had a huge impact on me, and the writing techniques of the novel also had a huge impact on my subsequent writing.

In addition, Internet literature has also entered my field of vision. The entry-level work is "Fights Break the Sphere". To be honest, it was really enjoyable when I read it for the first time. Then I read many novels of different types. Some plots are still impressive: such as Wright Baldwin who cheated on people, such as Levi who summoned anime female characters to adventure in the dungeon world, such as Ulysses and his apostles, such as Brando's first magic weapon "Zhan" "The Thorn of Light" has the inscription "The sword is born from the light, and all enemies are afraid" and the "Poetry of Blue" which is a prophecy of the times, such as Tsukimiya Yuichi and Elysion's exiled Queen Shiyin, such as the demolition wizard Sigma... ....

After I got to college, games, comics, cartoons and football took up my entertainment space, and I read less novels. The ones that impressed me most were Geng Dapao and Teacher Yue and Dui Zi Gou, and then football, football and football.

After listening to others tell stories, I also had the desire to tell stories of my own.However, reading other people's works and appreciating the brilliance of writing and plot does not mean that you can master it immediately.The two previous books that have been on the shelves have huge flaws in writing and plot conception. They made many mistakes in the early stage, so that many readers were lost in the free part.

Defects are meaningful, mistakes are meaningful. It reminds me that I should keep learning, keep practicing, and sharpen my writing skills.

The masterpiece is a specific product of a specific era, but some of the things it depicts transcend the era and still have reference significance in modern times: Thunderstorm is an inextricable knot, Wuthering Heights has multiple focus narrative techniques and the transformation of love and hate, The Little Princess Depicting the indifference and warmth of the adult world in the eyes of children, Lily of the Valley depicts the unattainable love and great sacrifice, the fun of The Insect, the tragic story of Two Cities in which the love rival died for love, the energetic spirit of the Mysterious Islanders, the arrogance and The discussion of prejudiced marriage between men and women, Little Women's exploration of women's hearts, Heidi's healing of people's hearts, the finishing touch of "Waiting and Hope" by The Count of Monte Cristo, the sacrifice of the nightingale and the rose, and the desperate love.

I like stories like this and want to imitate them, even if they only scratch the surface.

Frankly speaking, this book is an improvement compared to the previous one, but it is still the first book. I have a natural affinity with the first book, and now I can put down my lemons, calmly tell the story I conceived, and continue to depict the story of the magic-reformed masterpiece.

Thanks to my colleagues who sent me py, and thanks to the readers who supported me. It is because of your support that I can continue to make progress and depict the stories I want.

Because of the dual-opening issue, I don’t have enough manuscripts on hand, so I’ll try to add as many as possible while ensuring quality.

No.16 Chapter [-] Fantasy of the Undead II

Fourier woke up to the noisy church bell. Every morning, the monks of the Church of Destiny would always make the big bell in the city make a noisy sound to remind people to get up and start a new day with work. .

Just thinking about it makes me demotivated.

"Hey, Kiana," he pushed the woman sleeping next to him, "get up and have breakfast. Don't forget what you have to do today."

"Buying spices, right?"

The woman rubbed her eyes and sat up, stretching. Her long, loose white hair covered her bare back like a curtain. The sunlight shone in through the gray Nice glass window, making the woman's chest swell.

x=13sin4t

y=-17cost+9cos2t-1/10cos3t+cos4t+1/10cos5t,0≤t≤2π

Plated with a layer of holy light.

"Honey, you are so beautiful."

Fourier kissed the woman's round shoulder and saw that there were still kiss marks on her long neck and breakable skin.

"Go, go," Kiana put her hand on his face and pushed him away, "You haven't brushed your teeth yet."

Fourier shrugged and obeyed.In this small family, he always obeys Kiana and doesn't mind the innocuous challenges to a man's dignity brought by his strong wife.

In any case, it is strange that a military engineer from Ferrara can marry the eldest daughter of the Kaslana family, one of the two major families of the Destiny Organization. He can be regarded as a winner in life... .

Sarah is obviously the loser, but she meets someone who is richer, more powerful, and smarter than herself...

clever?

I don't know why, when Fourier thinks of his wife, the word "idiot" comes to mind. Just like great men and pathological diseases go hand in hand, in his philosophy, Kiana and idiots also go together. There is no reason, just... Like ingrained, common sense.

But except for the troubling ancestral strange power, the eldest daughter of the Kaslana family is satisfactory in other aspects.So why does he think that the other person is a fool, and why is this idea so deeply ingrained?

"Fourier?"

The hand shaking in front of him woke him up from his thoughts, and he met Kiana's eyes, those beautiful sapphire-like eyes casting worried glances.

"Are you ok?"

"Well, I still have to go to the headquarters to face the two brats today," Fourier found an excuse to change the subject, "Speaking of which, the eldest lady is also a member of the Kaslana family, Karen Kaslan. Na, it is said that she is about to join the front-line army."

"Karen is a very ambitious idiot. What happened between you and her?"

When wives ask their husbands this question, [-]% of them are calm on the outside but wary on the inside, and [-]% of them write their wariness directly on their faces. After all, they have only been married for a few months, and the novelty of exploring each other's bodies and souls is enough to bond them firmly. Together, we will not allow a third party to appear in this relationship.

However, there is something different about Kiana. She belongs to the last [-]% of the weird ones. In Fourier's opinion, her questions have no motive, and her face is full of straightforward expectations. It seems that something happening between him and Kallen is more in line with her expectations. .

If a newlywed wife loves her husband, will she take the initiative to push her husband in the direction of an inexperienced little girl?

"No, I swear that I am emotionally loyal to you." Fourier grabbed Kiana's hand and put it on his chest, "I will never change my heart, because I..."

When he didn't say anything, Kiana withdrew her hand from his palm and placed her slightly cold hands on his cheek. Then, the woman leaned forward and placed a wet kiss on Fourier's forehead. superior.

The husband was discouraged: "You are always like this, you just won't let me say that sentence, and you always interrupt me unreasonably."

"Humph, a husband who tries to reason with his wife is not a good husband, and it's very disgusting. I'd rather you not say it.

Fourier, love is the indulgence of reason and the enjoyment of a great soul; lust is a requirement of sensibility, a vulgar and indispensable condiment. These are two sides of the same fact.

There is no contradiction in living in vulgarity and trying to be elegant.

It's just that in my opinion, if you want to talk about love, it's better to bring your desires, such as vulgar and honest words like 'Kiana, I want to fuck you' or 'Ah, I'm a donkey'. I might still believe what you say. It's the truth.

Otherwise, you're just working your magic to make me happy. "

"I feel that if I really say this, you will most likely bite me, shake your hands violently, and shout lines like 'pervert, pervert, pervert,' and 'go to hell, die, die,' in a strong voice."

"It seems that I am not qualified to be a wife," Kiana lowered her eyes in disappointment, "After sleeping with me for so long, I didn't even know that my husband was...M? If that's what you expected. , I can do that.”

"No, forget it." Fourier shook his head, "If I really have any hobby, it's that I like long hair, preferably long hair that hangs down to the length of my thighs. There is a curtain covering your back, and when I hold my long hair into a bunch and lift it to one side, the outline of your back is revealed little by little."

"That's the truth. My favorability towards you is +12, and my trust is -3." Kiana said jokingly.

"Back to the topic just now," Fourier glanced at the clock and said after making sure that he still had some time left: "You just said that I was performing magic? How can I, a military engineer, know anything about magic?"