Wife strategy plan

The words were sad, the tears flowed like no money, and it didn't look like a drill. Maybe my wife Yuno encountered this in a parallel world.

After some intimate comfort from the director general, normal communication resumed.

"I felt that life was meaningless, so I died together."

Speaking of this, my wife Yuno burst out with a strong aura, that kind of madness for love, which made the chief think that falling in love with Yuno and being in love with Yuno should be the luckiest and happiest thing in life.

"So, my dear and I are now in the afterlife."

Pull the chief executive to the window and show him the reality of the world.

To the eye, it is a school-like building complex, from newborn babies to centenarians, all dressed in school clothes, it seems that the world after death also has to go to school.

Because of her petite stature, my wife Yuno was held in the arms of the chief executive standing upright, his chin happened to rest on the top of her head, and she was gently kneaded.

"Nayuno, how can you be sure that this is the afterlife and not something else?"

"I was sober earlier than the director general, and I received an explanation from the president of the student council, and these students will never die no matter how hard they try, I have seen it with my own eyes!"

The face is extremely well-behaved, but the heart is not the case.

Tsk!If it weren't for the rules of this world, how could that idiot-like little white hair be left behind.

"Are we the same?"

"Well, but I won't allow my dear to do anything that hurts me, not at all!"

Hearing this, my wife Yuno changed her obedient appearance and said aggressively to the chief executive, making him give up the method of self-mutilation to regain memory.

"Okay, I promise Yuno. It's just the world after death, how can I lose my memory? And according to the order of death, I should wake up earlier than Yuno you!"

It is precisely because he believes in his lover, my wife Yuno, that the chief executive can raise his own questions without any scruples.

"If you have amnesia, it may be that my dear, you were crushed to death. Before you died, your brain suffered a severe blow, so you can't remember the previous memories."

"As for the order of coming to the afterlife, the student council president said that it has nothing to do with the time of death, but with the "heart". I love my dear, my dear loves me, the love between us is more than life and The boundary of death is bound up here!"

Feeling my wife Yuno's deep love, the chief who lost his memory was extremely moved and couldn't help being emotional.

"Yuno..."

My wife Yuno grabbed her lips, and it seemed that the fate waiting for the chief executive could only be lying on the bed and enjoying it.

Chapter 125 eight, six nine zero six two nine five two go to school hell

In the afterlife world, during the two days of the weekend, Souji and my wife Yuno have been spending time in a luxurious apartment dormitory.

The chief executive is about to be made useless by my wife Yuno.

My wife Yuno used the chief executive's amnesia as an excuse to prevent him from getting out of bed and exercise, and let him rest in bed all the time. My wife Yuno did all the housework for three meals a day.

The general manager couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it was really wise for him to marry Yuno even though he was in prison!It's great to find such a virtuous wife!It's just that the physical strength is too good, and it's the type of dissatisfaction!

The boss supported his lower back, it seemed that he would be tired even after death.

Two days after the drunken dream, my wife Yuno changed into her school uniform and took the head teacher to school together.

This is one of the rules of the afterlife, no one can be an exception, must go to school on time.

Kamisa who created this world is also a bad guy!The dead still have to go to school, which is simply a manifestation of the lack of human rights.

It’s fine to go to school, this wicked god also divides the school into areas according to age, with three years old as a class, from zero to one hundred years old, without exception.

And my wife, Yuno, and the chief executive just happened to be stuck on this line and couldn't go to school together.

"Honey, I'm going to class, don't forget to go home together after school!"

My wife Yuno reluctantly let go of her interlocking fingers.

"Well, I'll go find Yuno."

I promised my wife Yuno, and she kept looking at the chief director eagerly, reminding him if he forgot to do something.

"I really can't help you!"

After two days of in-depth understanding, the general manager after amnesia can more or less guess my wife Yuno's little thoughts. She doesn't hate this kind of sweetness, and even likes the feeling of intimacy.

"This is a good morning kiss to my lovely wife! mua!"

Holding my wife Yuno's small and delicate cheeks, I kissed her forehead.

"No, what's the matter! People want dear kisses, passionate kisses, what's the point of coaxing children to kiss their foreheads like this!"

This is the time when men, women and children in the world after death go to school together. There are many dead people. Seeing the general manager and my wife Yuno spreading dog food so openly, I envy, envy and hate!

Many old people recalled the beauties who used to run together in the sunset, and lamented how good youth is!

But please!You are all dead, so don't join in the fun, go to school obediently!

"Hey, be obedient! If Yuno-chan is obedient, we won't sleep tonight!"

This sentence was very powerful for my wife Yuno, who was greedy for pleasure, and directly appeased her who was acting like a baby, and left the head office honestly to go to school.

After watching my wife Yuno leave, the chief commander looked at the school map of the afterlife and began to look for his classroom.

"So, wouldn't it be nice to keep my dear in a state of amnesia all the time!"

The chief executive completely disappeared, and my wife Yuno began to negotiate with the guys from the parallel world in her body.

"Such a charming and delicious honey, I really don't want to restore my memory!"

Thinking back on the happy time of the past two days, my wife Yuno is already a little wet, immersed in the meticulous warmth of the chief executive.

"It's impossible, just based on the number of times we do it, and my dear's special physique, it is possible to restore the memory at any time, unless you promise not to touch dear again."

"And our plan also needs my dear to improve our strength, doesn't it?"

Regardless of the world, Sanqianliu Souji and my wife Yuno will definitely meet and fall in love, so my wife Yuno can be said to know the Souji well, and everything about him has already been imprinted in my wife Yuno's bones.

"Cut! It's not that the rules of this small world are too difficult to deal with, and have been eroding my strength, otherwise this would have been a world of two people, my dear! How could there be so many bugs that are an eyesore!"

"So, in order to achieve our goal sooner, work faster!"

A school cannot have only students without teachers, and the same is true of the afterlife.

A person who died as a teacher during his lifetime will become a teacher directly in the afterlife.

People who are confident in their technical majors can also become teachers after passing the assessment.

This has led to a variety of professional courses in the afterlife school, and students can choose their favorite learning.

This was the case with the chief executive. After looking through the introduction of the school after his death, he decided to go to learn cooking.

His sixth sense told him there was what he needed.

Chapter 126 Primal Instinct

Stepping into the door of the cooking classroom, the chief executive found that things were not that simple. There was no one in the classroom and it was extremely depressed.

After carefully looking at the map in my hand, I confirmed that I did not go the wrong way. This is indeed the classroom of the cooking class.

"If you are a student who is skipping class, please go to the infirmary to stay, and if you want to eat delicious food, please go to the school cafeteria."

The golden retriever lying on the desk suddenly spoke, looking lazy and lacking energy.

"That! Actually, I'm here to sign up to learn cooking."

"I didn't expect that there would be dead people coming to learn cooking. It's a little nerve-wracking. You are a new dead!"

"Ah."

This is the normal way of asking and answering in the dead.

The golden retriever suddenly stood up, with big wavy blonde hair paired with black silk sandals, and a doctor-like white coat as a gift. Her body was spotless and had no smell of oily smoke. Such a fashionable girl did not look like a cooking teacher at all.

But it must be crazy to talk about common sense in the afterlife.

"Mrs......"

Seeing the mature and intellectual blond hair, the chief executive couldn't help but blurt out, the word "Madam" has been circling in his mind, it seems to be an extremely important matter, causing a tingling pain in his mind, and he beat his forehead hard with his palm a few times before it was relieved god.

"Madam? It's such a nostalgic title. After I become a dead person, it seems that no one calls me that anymore. You should call me Zeppelin."

Zeppelin was a little melancholy, showing a look of nostalgia.

Leaning against the window, looking at the afterlife, he took out a lady's cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and began to puff, his movements were flowing, indescribably chic.

Is it just okay for dead people to smoke?

"Zeppelin, shouldn't that be the name of an airship, a ship?"

The chief executive frowned when he smelled the smoke. He didn't really like the smell of smoke, but he had already turned into a dead person, so there was no need to care so much.

"Although you have become a dead person, as a teacher, is it really okay for you to smoke in front of your students?"

"The name is just a code name. We are all dead anyway, and if you delve too much into women's secrets, you will get caught up in it. Besides, I have just become a teacher. Speaking of which, you are still my first student."

It is the nature of human beings to explore secrets, and without the desire to explore the truth, human beings will stagnate.

Seeing the director's firm face, he was not moved by his teasing.Zeppelin felt a little helpless, "What a boring brat!"

"You know that we are already dead, and we came to this world for unfulfilled wishes, so we can do whatever we want, except that the rules of the world itself cannot be violated."

"Although it is necessary to take classes, cooking classes are not as attractive as other classes. Especially the school cafeteria can make food that perfectly suits the taste of every dead person, so cooking classes are even more dispensable."

Zeppelin elegantly blew out a smoke ring, and deliberately floated in the direction of the chief executive. She was a bit of a wicked person who liked to see the chief executive in distress, which seemed to make her a little happier.

"The controller of this world or the rules are very humane, and there are few people who study courses, so we directly arrange people of all ages to study together to avoid waste."

That being the case, the Souji began to consider whether it would be possible to take a cooking class with Yuno.

"Students who learn cooking fulfilled their wishes one by one, reincarnation or becoming a Buddha. Until not long ago, the teacher also fulfilled his wish and became a Buddha."

"As you can see now, I am the only one left in the cooking class, and it seems that I am automatically promoted to be a teacher teaching students."

After stubbing out the cigarette and throwing it away, Zeppelin hugged the chief executive's neck in an unladylike manner, showing the demeanor of a big sister in society.

"So, you are my student now, the first one, maybe the last one, you must listen to the teacher carefully!"

"Stop, stop, I'm here to learn how to cook, not to recognize my eldest sister, can you be more serious."

"Don't you know how boring the world after death is? Without one or two familiar dead people, it's a hell of torture, so you have to obey me!"

The director general began to doubt the correctness of learning this course.

Chapter 127

The original idea that the cooking class was very popular did not come true. Instead, it became a one-on-one specialized tutoring, and I had to contact A vi for after-class teaching.

Logically speaking, it is a good thing to be thankful for. After all, if you are one-on-one, the knowledge you learn will be more specific to your actual situation.

The premise is that the teacher who teaches you is a normal person.

Zeppelin was clearly one of those abnormal types.

It was obviously a cooking class, and the teacher was teaching the students, but she forced her to question her and turned it into a TV talk show, where she unscrupulously molested the chief executive and pryed into his privacy.

For some dead people, being reincarnated in this world and becoming a Buddha is not at all interesting to satisfy their own pleasure.

Zeppelin happens to be such a pleasure criminal.

The general manager couldn't bear it and could only talk about his amnesia after death, hoping that Zeppelin would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

But she never thought that it would make Zeppelin even more interested in him. In her words, the chief executive was the only one who lost his memory after seeing so many dead people. This special case needs to be investigated clearly.

The dead can do whatever they want!

That's right, the dead can really do whatever they want, they won't listen to her, they won't die if they beat her, and there is no legal sanction in the world after death, the director really has nothing to do with Zeppelin.

Just when the general manager was about to leave this brown sugar, someone came to the cooking class that hadn't been visited for a long time.

"Is there any fresh blood in the cooking class?"

"what?"

A beautiful white-haired girl in a school uniform pushed the door open and entered.

Compared with fighting with Zeppelin, the sudden white hair is more interesting to the director general. This is engraved in the genes, after all, the average person in the country has gray hair.

The beautiful girl who opened the door was not a living person, let alone a dead person, but a vampire, although she narcissistically called herself a vampire.