From living with Skadi

It's okay, there is a carpet, and the floor tiles won't hit your head, and even if you hit it, it won't be particularly painful.

Thinking of this, Skadi just wanted to drag her upstairs to the bathroom and throw her directly into the bathtub where she could turn over two or three times to soak herself clean.

Witnessing that the unconscious guest was dragged up the stairs by Skadi, and his head was knocked up and down on the blanketed steps, he felt sorry for her, and then put his attention back on the sofa that was sinking into the bed. on his nightingale.

She crossed her hands on her head, as if she was desperately protecting her vitals to avoid further trauma, her two legs were also curled up inside her, and her small buttocks were raised up a bit temptingly Yes, as if tempting Jiu Wu to take a few more shots.

...So, he really started, and patted it lightly.

Well, it is soft and elastic, and it really feels very good.

It's just that I haven't patted Titi's little butt and there is no comparison...

Nightingale's body trembled slightly, and the shaking became even stronger.

"Don't...don't..."

Her tears flowed incessantly, tending to soak the sofa beneath her.

"What did you say?"

Jiu Wu took off the mask he was wearing, which was actually not very comfortable, and asked wonderingly, and sat on the sofa beside Nightingale.

She has never experienced such a reaction...

Shouldn't it just jump up and scold me and beat me crazily?

Jiu Wu didn't understand.

Because Nightingale was still wearing a mask, the already small voices became even more indistinct after being blocked by the mask, so he couldn't hear clearly what Nightingale was saying.

He only knew that her current state was very wrong.

"Do not hit me……"

He listened carefully, and finally caught the low, hoarse whisper of Nightingale.

"Who will hit you, please calm down, no one here will hit you."

Jiu Wu, who finally figured it out, didn't know what to do. All along, he was the one who was comforted, not the one who comforted others. He has no experience in this matter!

He had no choice but to put one hand on Nightingale's shoulder, shaking her body gently, hoping that she could wake up through this rough method.

only……

The girl was still immersed in that never-ending nightmare, immersed in the shadow of the past, without any hope or possibility of breaking free.

"Please...don't come here..."

Although it was impossible to see her expression through the mask, Jiu Wu could guess her emotions even through a few words and her weak body that was trembling all the time.

Helplessness, fear, despair.

Is it……

His face was a little gloomy, and he stretched out his hand to pull the elastic cord of the gas mask, and lifted the mask from Nightingale's face.

She has long been crying into a tearful person, her tightly closed eyes trembled and she kept pouring out tears, her whole face was tightly wrinkled together, as if she was enduring something, and also seemed to be Fear of something.

Is it fear that the sadistic violence will fall on me again?

"sister."

As if a switch had been touched, Nightingale's body gradually stopped shaking.

"You're an older sister. How can you be a good older sister when you cry so badly in front of your younger brother?"

Jiu Wu said softly, even though his voice didn't fluctuate in the slightest, he could still hear the slightest bit of tenderness from inside.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking, but also like a very gentle smile.

"You are not ashamed."

"Ugh..."

As if excited by Jiu Wu's words and finally found a vent, she who was lying on the sofa finally got up and threw herself on Jiu Wu who was next to her.

"Hello..."

Jiu Wu was almost unable to stabilize his body due to the sudden force, but Nightingale buried her head in his arms regardless, her two horns stuck on his shoulders, and wiped away the remaining tears and snot on her face On Jiuwu's clothes.

ps: Don't worry, there will be another chapter later.

After all, it's a double update today.

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Chapter 57 Chapter 55 Not Wearing Inside

"They...they hit me..."

Nightingale wiped tears, snot, etc. all over Jiu Wu's body, and said in a thick and hoarse cry.

"it hurts……"

Really, the pain went deep into the bone marrow, but I couldn't relax at all.

As soon as I relax, I will faint, faint, maybe I will...

"Oh, yes."

Jiu Wu didn't care about her clothes, and crossed her hands to embrace the nightingale who had suffered a lot of injuries beside her, softly comforting her broken emotions.

"But you've made it through, haven't you?"

"It's just... it's not..."

She was crying, she didn't look like she was mad and smelly in front of him before, on the contrary, she was like a little crying bug when she just met, even though her eyes were a little red and swollen, tears still kept rolling down her cheeks .

"They...they've been by my side...waiting to bully me..."

never went far.

It never ends either.

When will this nightmarish memory end?

She was thinking with some despair, and hugged Jiuwu tightly, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, even though her subconscious had told herself that it was useless at all, the person who had nothing but that straw Will not let go of my hand.

"It's scary, it's scary?"

Even though he was holding a delicate and beautiful girl tightly in his arms, Jiuwu didn't have the slightest idea of ​​being charming. He just kept such a warm smile and asked Nightingale softly.

"Um……"

"Scary enough to not want to try again?"

Isn't that nonsense...

Nightingale, who really wanted to say this, just wiped away her tears.

"However, if my brother encounters such a thing, what should he do?"

What he said next made Nightingale tremble violently.

This……

"After all, my sister has already lost to this reality. My sister can no longer be a safe haven and help my brother to shelter from the wind and rain... Then my brother can only face it by himself."

"……Do not."

Change the protagonist of the things I have experienced, and replace it with another person, and replace it with the words of the Ninth Five-Year Plan..."

Nightingale, who had already regarded Jiu Wu as her younger brother, subconsciously refused such a thing from happening.

Because I have experienced it, I know the despair.

It is the people who are so afraid of being close to themselves will encounter such hopeless scenes.

"No... no, no!"

Even though the tears on her face were still stained and the expression on her face was still so frightened, Ye Ying, who had just become a big sister and shouldered the responsibilities of a big sister, got up from Jiu Wu's arms in a panic, and forcefully pushed her away. His head was pressed against his breast, which had already begun to take shape, and he firmly protected it.

Even though his chest felt a little uncomfortable at the top of his horn, he still didn't relax at all, just as nervous as Grandet was guarding his last gold.

"I... I'm a big sister, I won't let... let my younger brother encounter such a thing!"

Although still young...

But the girl tried very hard to take on the responsibilities that she was not qualified to take.

She is a sister.

Then she should stand in front of her brother and protect him from the wind and rain.

Although it will be painful and tiring, but...

She didn't want, and didn't want, that these wind and rain would hit the family behind her!

The relative who needs to be protected by himself!

"Well……"

Jiuwu struggled to get up and say something more, but was pressed even tighter, feeling the softness coming from his face, and the faint scent of jasmine wafting into his nose through the thin clothes. The very serious Ninth Five-Year suddenly made a big blush...

so...so soft...

Pooh!

Loose... relax, can you, my good sister!

You hug me so tightly I can't breathe!

He kept struggling in Nightingale's arms, but he couldn't get up because of the girl's hand.

"Ugh..."

His face and horns kept rubbing against the extremely private and sensitive parts of the girl. Nightingale, who had just changed from a weeping man to a sister who shouldered heavy responsibilities, quietly made a promise in her heart, couldn't bear it. Overwhelmed by such a stimulus, one accidentally snorted.

How could a young girl withstand such a stimulus?

Her raised thighs rubbed imperceptibly, and she was immediately blushed by Jiu Wu's actions.

The shameless Nightingale immediately let go of Jiuwu who was covering her arms, and flicked his fingers on his little head.

"Little pervert! Where were you rubbing just now!"

"Even dare to eat my sister's tofu!"

"Be careful I don't want you!"

"Whoosh..."

Jiu Wu, who had just escaped the suffocation crisis, let out a big breath.But the shamed Nightingale mistakenly thought that she was still missing the touch just now, and received another snap of her fingers.

"Pooh!"

"...It seems that it has recovered?"

Rubbing his little head that had been hit twice in a row, Jiu Wu raised his head and looked at Nightingale, who was covering his chest with his hands crossed. Even though his eyes were a little red and swollen, and his face was full of tears, he was still full of shame and resentment. , muttering, got up and got off the sofa.

"What is recovery? Your sister and I have always been in good shape!"

Nightingale, who was yelling for her sister's dignity, directly ignored the tears still hanging on her face and Jiu Wu's smeared and dirty clothes, very righteous.

"Yes, yes, the state is full."

Tired, Jiuwu didn't want to quarrel with her (mainly because she really couldn't). After looking at Nightingale's expression again to make sure she wasn't pretending to be smiling, she waved her hand and said a few words perfunctorily, then walked around the pile of blankets. Titi's guest stained the carpet and went straight up the stairs.

He still needs to change clothes.

"Humph."

Receiving the response of "Nine Five", Nightingale hugged the pillow on the sofa, blushing and thinking about something.

After making sure that no one was looking around, she quietly pulled some collars out, looked inward and then let them go in an instant.

When I sleep, I am used to sleeping without wearing underwear...

She couldn't stop thinking about the few clips just now, she just felt that her head was about to explode with heat, how could there be any extra space to accommodate the memories that made her fall into panic?

I am ashamed to death... I am ashamed to death...