My aunt is a fox

"Don't move." Yamagishi Fenghua stopped him. She didn't intend to let her younger brother go out to show the enemy's strength.

There are not many people on this road. If you want to live long in the new urban area, you must remember one thing: don't meddle in other people's business.

Yamagishi Aika opened the car door and slowly walked towards the woman in black robe, stopping about 10 meters away. "If you are here to see me, can you please tell me your name?"

The woman in black robe lowered her hood, revealing her long golden hair and beautiful face. She looked at Shan'gan Fenghua with a smile on her face.

"Winslet." Yamagishi Fenghua frowned and opened her mouth to speak.

In a flash, Winslet had disappeared from the spot.

"Guard!" She clasped her hands together in an instant and gathered her spiritual energy in front of her.

The next second, a tall cross slammed into the barrier, and with a loud bang, the barrier shattered.

The cross, with its terrifying momentum, continued to come towards her as it smashed into her abdomen.

"So fast!" It was too late for Yamagishi Aika to dodge. She was hit hard in the abdomen and flew backwards.

Her bones seemed to fall apart at this moment. The power from the cross not only penetrated her defenses, but also disrupted the direction of her spiritual power. She was unable to muster up even a trace of spiritual power.

Yamagishi Fenghua crashed into the wall behind him and rolled in the smoke and dust, supporting the ground with one hand. With a "Wow!", a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

She saw a pair of boots come into view and looked up to see Winslet, smiling.

The fist fell again, and Yamagishi Aika lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

In the dark basement, there was a "splash!" sound of water splashing.

Yamagishi Aika suddenly opened her eyes. This was a basement of only ten square meters.

Her hands and feet were tied to a cross, and in front of her stood two women in nun's uniforms.

They held the cross in their hands and prayed devoutly.

Yamagishi Fenghua secretly mobilized her spiritual power, and the spiritual power that was originally at her fingertips seemed to be blocked.

The cold water flowed over her fair skin, making her kimono stick to her body, which was very uncomfortable.

The sound of a door opening was heard in the basement, and Winslet walked in with a smile on her face.

"We don't have any conflict of interest." Yamagishi Aika said coldly, "I think we can cooperate."

Winslet didn't say anything, but looked at her with a gentle smile.

Under Yamagishi Aika's increasingly puzzled gaze, Winslet walked up to her and ran a finger from her neck all the way down.

The fabric parted where her fingers had touched.

Inside are the curves of the female body, the slender and bony waist, the firm and round buttocks, and the pink and smooth feet and calves.

The water stains that were just splashed slid along the naked skin, over the slender waist, and drew a sexy line on the white jade-like hip bones.

Yamagishi Fenghua frowned slightly. She was not a girl and would not be ashamed of having her clothes taken off.

She wouldn't mind if Winslet really wanted to make love with her.

But she knew that this notorious judge was definitely not just after her body.

"Yamagishi Fuka, leader of the Shinkichi-kai." Winslet's fingers gently stroked her skin.

Goose bumps appeared on her skin where the scratches had occurred.

This finger just now easily brushed across her kimono, and it could naturally easily cut through her delicate skin.

Yamagishi Aika watched the fingers leave her abdomen and just breathed a sigh of relief.

The finger that was leaving suddenly scratched her abdomen, and a long line of blood instantly appeared on her abdomen.

Bright red blood flowed from the wound, along her smooth skin, to her jade feet, and then fell onto the floor.

"Huff, huff..." Yamagishi Aika endured the severe pain, did not cry out, and stared at Winslet.

Such an attack came without reason, and she didn't even know why Winslet arrested her.

"All hypocrisy and lies are meaningless in front of the Lord." Winslet's face flushed. He touched the blood with his finger, put it to his lips, stuck out his tongue, and licked his fingertips: "Greetings to you, Miss Yamagishi Aika."

"Hehe." Yamagishi Aika endured the severe pain. After losing her spiritual power, cold sweat slid down her forehead: "Your way of greeting is really unique."

"How much do you know about the Holy Grail?" Winslet asked with a smile.

Two nuns recited holy prayers behind her, making her look holy and spotless.

"What Holy Grail?" asked Yamagishi Aika.

"Puff." Winslet sank his entire palm into her abdomen.

"Ah!" Yamagishi Aika looked at the piece of wrist left outside and finally couldn't help but screamed.

"I'm only interested in the truth." Winslet smiled and said, "Don't lie in front of God's messenger."

Chapter 586 Holy Grail

Chapter 587 Villa

Chapter 588 Pick-up

Chapter 589 Sister

Chapter 590 Cabinet

Chapter 591 Camping

Fujiwara Akane didn't know when she fell asleep.

My mind was full of strange images, including the scene at the corner of the teaching building on graduation day, and the scene of my sister being carried onto the cupboard just now.

"Ah!" Fujiwara Akane exclaimed, sat up from the bed, felt the sunlight on her face, then let out a long breath, covered her forehead with her hands, the back of her pajamas was soaked with sweat.

When she lifted the quilt, she felt a chill. She was startled and realized that her pajamas and underwear had fallen on her popliteal fossa. Her face instantly turned red. She quickly covered herself with the quilt and looked around carefully. She felt relieved only when she was the only one in the room.

I tossed and turned in bed last night and couldn't sleep, my mind full of the scenes that my sister and Li Muzhi longed for.

I couldn't help it in bed.

She carefully got under the quilt, pulled up her pants, ran to the dressing table, and looked at herself in the mirror carefully, fearing that her flaws would be discovered.

After taking out her cosmetics and putting on beautiful makeup, she practiced her smile in front of the mirror several times. Only after making sure that there was nothing unusual about her smile as usual did she leave the room.

But she was obviously overthinking it. Not only her sister was in the room, but even Li Muzhi didn't know where he had gone.

"So they're all gone." Fujiwara Akane breathed a sigh of relief, but felt lost again.

Sitting alone on the couch, I watched myself swing my feet back and forth, then looked up at the ceiling.

"It's so boring."

Before Fujiwara Akane returned to the East, she had imagined many scenarios of meeting Li Muzhi.

I am afraid to see him, but I also want to see him. It’s very contradictory.

When I actually met her, I found out that she was already with the sister whom I admired the most.

I was happy for my sister, but also very disappointed, as if a big piece of something important in my heart had been taken away.

Akane Fujiwara curled up on the sofa, letting the sunlight shine in from the window and onto her body.

She changed her position and lay there until the afternoon.

Until the door was pushed open and Fujiwara Ryoko walked in in a uniform. Seeing her like this, she asked, "Akane, what are you doing?"

"Ah?!" Fujiwara Akane was startled and sat up from the sofa. When she saw her sister with a cold temperament, a picture instantly emerged in her mind.

She couldn't look directly at the curvaceous curves highlighted by the tight skirt.

Yesterday, it was definitely from behind, and Li Muzhi's thing was so big that Fujiwara Akane felt pain just thinking about it.

Fujiwara Ryoko frowned when she saw her sister's strange expression: "Get ready, we're going on a trip tomorrow."

"Travel?" Fujiwara Akane was stunned.

"Well, we haven't gone out to play together for a long time." A hint of tenderness flashed in Fujiwara Ryoko's cold eyes.

Fujiwara Akane's words of refusal were blocked in her mouth and she really couldn't say no.

The time comes at night.

Fujiwara Akane sat alone on a wooden chair outside the park, with her head slightly lowered and her expression changing constantly.

A black car stopped not far away. After pushing open the door, Fujiwara Ayumu, wearing a fitted neutral suit, got out of the car and walked towards Fujiwara Akane.

"Sister." Fujiwara Akane quickly stood up and greeted her warmly.

"Welcome back, Akane." Fujiwara Ayumu smiled and walked over to sit next to her: "I thought you would stay with Ryoko."

"I miss Sister Ayumu, too." Fujiwara Akane covered her embarrassment with a smile. She couldn't say that she would stay at home, for fear of seeing her beloved sister Ryoko being stabbed in the back by the man she liked.

"Akane, if you have any confusion, just speak up." Fujiwara Ayumu smiled. She was a distant cousin of Fujiwara Akane and Fujiwara Ryoko, and was not as close as their sisters. However, because she was the oldest and more calm, these sisters liked to consult her when they had problems.

"Haha~ I just miss my cousin." Fujiwara Akane stuck out her tongue cutely, but her expression immediately froze when she was stared at by Fujiwara Ayumu. She expressed her little girl's troubles, of course hiding the part about seeing her sister being stabbed.

"So that's how it is. You like Li Muzhi." Fujiwara Ayumu smiled and looked at this lovely cousin.

As the director of the Special Affairs Bureau, she had seen too many intrigues and deceptions, so when she heard about the young love of a young girl, she smiled slightly.

"I didn't, I'm not..." Fujiwara Akane instinctively refuted, but seeing Fujiwara Ayumu's smile, she lowered her head and felt deflated: "Yes, a little."