[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

The wind blows through the forest, and the red leaves rustle and fall.

The brown-haired man's thoughts were also disturbed by the autumn wind.

He thought over and over in his mind what he had just heard, for fear that he might misunderstand other meanings.

This may be her confidence in the relationship between the two.

Her bright eyes did not evade in the slightest.

Aizen breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, as if the longing that had no destination in the air finally found the shore where it landed.

"No Moon... Now, can I kiss you?"

The unexpected turning point made the girl laugh a little.

However, in the next second, her smile gradually faded away, and her eyes moved away from the man, drifting to the orange maple forest not far away.

Those who are playing there are the long-lost Hina Momomo and the grown-up Toshirō Hitsugaya.

Brunette girls still love pink as they used to.

Today she was wearing a lotus root starch kimono, standing in the forest to take pictures.

Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes look forward to Xi.

Every frown and smile, swaying the nebula.

It was probably because the photo was not what she wanted. After seeing the image, her happy smile instantly turned into aggrieved.

The white-haired boy looked embarrassed, scratched his head with one hand on his hips, and said something perfunctorily.

After hearing this, Chu Mori immediately frowned and pouted, couldn't help stomping her feet fiercely, pushed the camera into Hitsugaya's arms, and walked away angrily with her fists clenched.

Although he looked reluctant, the person who was left behind still chased after him shouting "Hina, Hina".

Wuyue looked at them quietly, and only after the figures one after the other disappeared in the autumn mist-filled maple forest did she silently laugh.

Ai Ran, who had been watching with her for a long time, couldn't help feeling a little puzzled, and asked, "Can you please explain the meaning of that smile just now?"

Wuyue maintained a very faint smile, looked into the distance and said leisurely: "Blushing, pouting, acting coquettishly, stomping when angry... I'm just feeling a little bit emotional, that kind of cute expressions and behaviors unique to girls, it seems that they no longer belong to me , Just thinking about it makes me feel contrary. But in terms of survival time, I have only lived for more than 20 years... Thinking of this, I can't help but feel embarrassed..."

Aizen lowered his eyes, looking at her gently and carefully.

After she sighed again, he suddenly leaned over and softly restrained a kiss on her lips.

His lips are slightly cool, exuding the intoxicating aftertaste of ginjo, which is the taste of apricot blossoms this spring.

Wuyue's eyes slackened for a second.

She froze in place in amazement, her blurred vision was difficult to focus for a long time.

The extremely reserved kiss stayed on her lips for a while, and then reluctantly left.Touching the skin as flat as water did not inflate the passion/desire, but instead made people very sober.

He blinked lightly, straightened up, turned his back to the red scenery, and carefully outlined the expression on the girl's face with his eyes.

Guessing the man's small thoughts, Wuyue suddenly chuckled, raised her chin high, and frankly met his gaze, calmly as usual, and even said a little arrogantly:

"How can you just scratch the surface, Mr. Aizen, you should kiss more affectionately."

The sudden turn of events surprised the man.

He couldn't help laughing, he was stunned for a while, and then leaned his forehead and sighed: "What happened to make that little girl who was so ashamed to bow her head and turn around after I took a second look at that time, say such provocative words... ..."

"Oh? Looks like I miscalculated." Wuyue shrugged disapprovingly, walked down the bridge, and joked, "I thought forcing you into a life-and-death relationship would give you goosebumps, Imagining your unrequited appearance, I'm secretly having fun..."

The girl's tone was as brisk as her footsteps.

Lan Ran narrowed her eyes slightly, followed behind her, showing a long-lost quiet smile, "I'm not mistaken, we are born the same person. From the beginning to now, even after going through all kinds of life and death, we still can't completely abandon the desire to tame each other. Thoughts. Admit it, Wuyue, even though you were so incompatible in Xuye Palace, you still got a little joy in the process of getting along with me."

Hearing the complacency in his tone, Wuyue suppressed her smile and responded again and again: "Yes, I admit it. That's why I tried every means to provoke you and prove that my ability is superior to yours."

"But what should I do, I really can't be angry with you. Because you are really...too cute..."

With a calm face, Lan Ran suddenly turned sideways, stopped in front of her naturally, and looked at her with a smile on her face:

"Although I don't blush and shy, and I don't act coquettishly to show weakness, but the calm and breezy appearance, the incomprehensible appearance, the racking my brains to make me angry, and the frank and frank appearance of showing love to me... ordinary people can't I understand, but in my eyes, these looks are very cute, and all your looks are very cute..."

One "praise" is extravagant, but Wuyue will not believe it easily.

She stopped, turned her gaze away, and responded calmly as usual, "Really? Thank you for your compliment."

Lan Ran couldn't help smiling, bent down, and forcibly met her eyes, her eyes were gentle as if riding a breeze, "Wu Yue, in fact, since the Bengyu experiment and your memory recovery, your eyes that avoid me are no longer Because you are shy, but because you are worried that your thoughts will be seen through by me... Then I am very curious, what were you thinking when you avoided me just now?"

The slightly raised accent showed that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

Blonde girls have never been easy to retreat.

Facing the "questioning" like dismantling the situation, she smiled provocatively and said bluntly:

"I was wondering if you wanted to kiss me or not."

There was a faint smile hidden in her eyes, and her determined demeanor and tone were clearly a bit domineering.

The answer that broke Aizen's cognition made him look surprised again.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to cover his lips, pretended to clear his throat, and forced himself not to laugh out loud.

But his eyes are bright and his eyebrows are full of flowers, like the blazing sun rolling in the sea of ​​clouds in midsummer.

The fluctuating mood was hard to calm down, he slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed her sleeve, fought against her concentration for a few seconds, and slowly pulled her into his arms bit by bit.

Spreading his long arms around her back, he pressed the girl to his chest with a little force.

Lowering her head, she lazily rubbed the hair on the top of her head with her chin, pretending to be arrogant and said: "I won't be easily fooled..."

Wuyue should have been annoyed, but his embrace was too warm, which gave her a long-lost sense of security, and gradually, the rhythm of her heartbeat became a little joyful.

She was angry and amused by her unsatisfactory actions.

Therefore, all the guests attending the wedding banquet that day saw that under the maple leaves, the young sage, with a contented smile on his face, was punched and kicked by the blond girl in his arms.

A few months later, the Reaper team members who were on duty in Julin of the Pure Tower saw from time to time that the Kanna Seven Chairs of the 46th division were waiting near the avenue during the half-month regular meeting in Room [-].

At the end of the meeting, the young and handsome Aizen Sage is always the first to leave the restricted area and walk quickly towards her.

At that time, the normally reserved and calm adult would find it hard to hold back, revealing a bright and restrained smile.

The evening wind, carrying the warm afterglow, passed by him slowly, dyeing the hem of the swaying haori garment into a light orange color. His steps were light and carefree, and he seemed a little excited.

And when he stopped by the girl's side, his eyes were often clear and bright, like a teenager who stepped into love for the first time.

They always greet each other briefly, seldom have a long conversation, and then hold hands and leave together.

The setting sun dragged their shadows out of shape, as if they wanted them to walk side by side forever, through long centuries.

Others said that in summer evenings, they would occasionally meet them near Hualing's house and go shopping for ice cream to cool off the heat.

On the hot and humid long street, the adult was holding an umbrella and carrying a frozen watermelon, and the petite girl was walking in the shadow of the umbrella, scooping up strawberry ice cream with a spoon, eating a bite for herself, and feeding him another bite.

Sometimes girls eat too seriously and forget the existence of men.

It wasn't until the ice cream melted in the sun that she realized that she had left the shaded parasol, stepped back again and again, scooped up a large dollop of strawberry cream, and stuffed it into his mouth that showed an unpleasant curve.

But he was still not happy.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.

Eating too much ice cream in one bite can cause nerve pain.

The brown-haired man probably wanted to laugh, but he still had a headache, and he had to nod in return to the Reaper soldiers who passed by and greeted him.

In the end, he had no choice but to give an ugly expression of dumbfounding.

The usual interactions don’t even require words, the affection that sneaks out of every gaze can be noticed by others, and then there will always be people silently sighing along the way: The relationship is so good...

Over time, their relationship is self-evident.

However, most of the cases where the two are in pairs only happen during the days when the seven seats of Shennai are on duty in Jinglingting.

She has been performing purification tasks in this world all year round, and she also spends less time with Lord Aizen than she does.

Therefore, many women who secretly admired Aizen couldn't understand why that ordinary-looking girl could easily capture that adult who was like a flower of Gaoling.

In order to get the answer, some people went to the two captains, Jingle and Ukitake, to inquire about the situation.

The drunken man replied drunkenly: "Some things are predestined, and the fault is that you were born in the wrong birth, and you don't have a reliable family..."

The noble ladies who were ridiculed were very angry about this, and they reprimanded Jingle for not knowing what to do.

And Jingle herself, often went to Aizen to tell her the pain of being tortured by the ladies, and from time to time, she even whispered in the ears of friends:

"Ah, spring is here, it's a season suitable for getting married, and it's also suitable for eating barbecue while enjoying flowers..."

Lan Ran knew it well, but she always smiled, and said evasively: "There is no rush."

Time flies, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye.

The son of Ichigo and Orihime, Shiba Kazuyuki, and the daughter of Renji and Rukia, Asanai Raika, were both born. The two descendants of nobles are young but powerful, and the spirit world has also opened a sub-era. .

During this time, about every six months, the servants from the goddess of the other world would come quietly at a certain time of transition between night and dawn, wake up the sleeping blonde girl, and temporarily take her out of this world.

The seven seats of Kanna's "hidden appearances" were nearly twenty times, all of which were made by the sage with lies.

The last time the housekeeper appeared was on an early summer morning.

When Wuyue followed him away, the first-blooming hydrangeas were still dripping with dew, and when they returned, it was already past dinner time.

The moon and the setting sun hang at both ends of the sky at the same time, which is a unique scene in this season.

When she stepped into the yard, the soil and flowers and leaves were still wet, and it looked like it had been watered not long ago.

There is a cat bowl next to the rockery, and there are a few pieces of fat tuna left in it.There are some messy water stains on the stone bricks by the pond, and the cat's plum blossom footprints can still be discerned faintly.

The fish was very quiet, hiding under the lotus leaf and motionless.

The girl passed by, and she couldn't help smiling, probably knowing what bad things the blue-eyed white cat did today while Aizen was not at home.

The evening wind blows gently, and the clouds in the sky are also pushed away, casting a projection of apricot yellow and crimson purple on the earth.

The temperature is still hot and dry.

Wuyue walked through the small courtyard and stepped onto the corridor with bare feet.

The old pine floor has been carefully wiped, the surface is bright and clean, and the sunny part is smudged with a light yellow soft light.

There is no sound in the slightly dark house, but the rich and tangy fragrance of gardenias is slowly wandering along the wind direction in the corridor.

The last ray of light fell into the horizon, and in the distant sky, the first evening star of tonight shone.

This is where she lives.

It is also where they live.

A black hell butterfly rests on the gardenia, flapping its wings slowly.With the touch of the girl's finger, the butterfly also slowly disappeared after the message was read.

The man said that he went to Dongxian's house to get some miso, and there was cold wakame in the kitchen, and if he hadn't come back, she could use some first.

Suddenly, the courtyard door creaked, and soft footsteps came from the courtyard, gradually approaching the wing.

"Huh? You're back?" The brown-haired man stood at the door, turned his back to Ye Ying, looked at her and said, "The next time we get the fragments, we have to wait for half a year..."

"No need, today is the last time I go there, the pieces of Her Royal Highness have been completely removed..." Wuyue smiled, her eyes were clear and free.

"Is it... congratulations, it took a long time, but fortunately... uh, I mean..."

Aizen lowered his head slightly, without showing much expression, but when he spoke, there was a trace of flustered inability to express his meaning.

"I've already watered the hydrangeas in the yard, Grimmjow has had dinner, the fish in the pond have been fed, and the official document has been corrected... Well, what do you want for dinner today?"

Wuyue didn't answer in a hurry, but just stepped forward with a smile in her eyes, took his hand, and walked to the kitchen with him.

Night fell silently.

When they fell asleep, they embraced each other peacefully and slept as usual.

Despite already living under the same roof, there has been no crossing of a line between the two.No matter how close the relationship is, physical contact is just holding hands, hugging, and kissing until the end.

This state of mutual respect has been going on for many years.

Wuyue was occasionally curious, and would intentionally get close to and induce him, but ended up being wrapped tightly in his quilt in exactly the same way, in his arms, so depressed that she fell asleep.

On the night of their brief separation and reunion, she once again had the idea of ​​teasing him.

With the man's arm as a pillow, she lay sideways on the tatami, looked at the night outside the door, and asked him why he didn't close the door when he entered the room.

"Because the moonlight tonight...is beautiful..." Aizen kissed her temple hair, closed her eyes, and said softly.

The sliding door was completely open, and the warm night breeze came in slowly, and the moonlight streamed in from the ground, and the soft afterglow gently submerged half of their bodies.

The breathing of the man behind him was as calm as ever.

Wu Yue turned over, looked at his face, and asked seriously: "Don't you need something to happen?"

The person being questioned didn't even want to open his eyes, but politely stopped the girl's restless fingers repeatedly drawing circles on his waist and abdomen.

"It seems that you are in a good mood today... But it's not the time yet... Don't think about anything, take a good rest..."

He took that little hand, put it lazily on his waist, adjusted his sleeping position, and stopped talking.

Wuyue didn't want to make fun of herself, turned over neatly, pushed his arms aside, hugged her own pillow, and closed her eyes in boredom.

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep, nor how long she had been sound asleep.

She didn't open her eyes in the hazy night light until her chest felt too cool and the sound of dripping rain came from her ears.

It's raining.

The pink lotus flower that is about to bloom is swaying in the rain.

The cool raindrops swam freely on the flowers and leaves, causing subtle shudders.

In a daze and a trance, his voice sounded close to his ears:

"Now is...the most appropriate time..."

Wuyue woke up suddenly and subconsciously bit her lip.

Feeling a touch of restraint, Ai Ran slowed down the movement of her fingers, and comforted softly: "Wuyue, don't deliberately respond to me...you just need to relax as much as you want and immerse yourself in this dream...I will, give it to you , all the tenderness of my life..."

The sky on a rainy night is a bit gloomy, but the scenery outside the door can still be traced.

Wuyue suddenly saw a bright and radiant spiritual pressure curtain flowing outside the room, which was the unique luster of the ghostly light.

He left the door open on purpose.

It dawned on her suddenly.

as predicted--

"Don't worry, no one will bother us... So, don't feel burdened, just speak out as much as you want... Your posture and expression are secrets that only I can understand..."

The ambiguous sentences accompanied by warm breathing made every nerve of her relax and full, as if it was about to burst open at any time, and a flower of confusion and fascination would bloom.

"You...you did it on purpose...obviously..." With red cheeks, she turned away from looking at him, and couldn't help complaining, "It's too much, to take advantage of me while I'm asleep..."

Aizen smiled lowly, "It's easier for you to accept this method, after all, it's the first time, and I don't want to...to be too eager..."

"Will it be... for a long time..." She felt aggrieved, and moved her body, as if she wanted to run away.

He pressed her wrist sensitively, "Don't worry, the night is still very long..."

The psychedelic deep voice makes people feel like they are in a dream.

Single kimonos of different sizes are randomly overlapped, and the two different warmth gradually approach and merge.

On the grid-shaped facade, there are undulating shadows and contours, depicting all kinds of customs in the world, and then turning into a few sighs, quietly sliding deeper into the night.

"Wu Yue, I know all about you... You must, you will like this..."

"I, I didn't..."

"...You lied...uh...Tomorrow, I must give it to you, and trim your nails..."

The fine raindrops caused trembling ripples on the water surface, and the crisp sound of large and small beads falling on the jade plate echoed between the sky and the earth.

The elegant white porcelain vase was overturned, and the snow-white gardenia petals were crushed on the tatami.

The water stains stained with the fragrance of flowers walked across the ground, passing by the gold-rimmed glasses thrown in the corner inadvertently.

The night was so quiet that no one could speak a complete sentence.

There are only nagging and whispering, rustling and shattering on the lips, wrapped in softness and enthusiasm while swallowing.

The girl on the couch pushed away the petals. She tried not to feel it, but her mind was gradually emptied by the touch of her body, and all her actions no longer obeyed her orders. The more she resisted, the more obvious the heat spreading in her blood became.

She couldn't help straightening her back, raised her jaw high, and opened her mouth to breathe heavily.

Accompanied by rapid breathing, an unprecedented sound came out from the depths of his throat.

The night rain outside the house was also more ferocious, and the dense and noisy sound of rain subtly covered up her gaffe.

Lan Ran lowered her eyes, kissed her lips, and said softly, "Isn't such a face so cute?"

The girl was filled with shame and anger, and the numbness that occupied her whole body made her hard to express, so she could only stare at him with staring eyes.

but.

"Close your eyes... Wu Yue... If you look at me with that kind of eyes, I may have no choice but to continue to be gentle with you..."

He smiled slightly, and gently brushed away the strands of hair sticking to her neck.

In the cool rainy night, fine sweat still broke out from his forehead.

His bangs were wet, he raised his hand and combed his hair back.

Just this tiny move reminded Wuyue of many past events.

"Do you want to brush your hair?"

"...Yes, it's a bit garish..."

She suddenly laughed, "You used to have this hairstyle when you were in Xuye Palace...why did you comb it so neatly? Did you secretly apply hairspray on the palm of your hand?"

"Oh?" Lan Ran raised her eyebrows suspiciously, and her smile deepened, "You made a mistake, Wuyue... really shouldn't, making fun of me in this situation..."

Through his cryptic smile, she found herself jumping into the pit.

He leaned forward, and with the adjustment of his movements, every line of his compact body showed unprecedented tension.

Wuyue didn't dare to take a closer look.

Simply turn over and let him disappear completely from view.

Aizen raised his hand and pressed her wrist again.

The slender index finger nimbly drew a katakana on the back of her hand, and asked, "Muzuki, what does this word read?"

The pressure and heat from her back made it difficult for her to wake up.She was unwilling to cooperate at first, but she still replied unsatisfactorily:

"So..."

He laughed in satisfaction, and wrote another word, "What about this..."

"... u..."

"Fine. And then?"

"す..."

The last character has three strokes, vertical, horizontal and left.

She squeezed out the answer between her teeth: "け..."

After receiving all the answers, Aizen suddenly let out a long sigh, his eyes were slightly blurred, and his breathing became short of breath.

He leaned over to the girl's ear, and said to her with a hoarse guttural voice: "What's my name...I want to hear you, at this time, call me by my name..."

Wuyue gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"Don't be brave, and don't turn your back on me. This will make people want to conquer, and it will remind me of the... most primitive desire to tame you..."

The man who had restrained himself for a long time finally showed some undeniable strength, buried his long fingers between her fingers, and said frankly, "I have already been born to you, that kind of... desire between men and women... Wuyue "Don't you really feel it?"

The tightly interlocking fingers and palms, the cold and scorching sweat, and the inseparable close hug.

"Call my name..."

"Do not."

"...I will let you, call out..."

He spoke forcefully, full of teasing and caressing body language, but licked the white and smooth skin in front of him carefully.

After several rounds, the blond girl bent her waist like a cat, stretched her neck, and squeezed out the words he wanted to hear from between her teeth:

"そうすけ (惣右通)..."

This sound seemed to open a gap in the embankment of the flood control, and it was out of control.

"そう...すけ..."

"そ, うすけ."

"あぁ——そうすけ!"

At every moment of entanglement, she only felt that the blood flowing in her body seemed to turn into surging hot magma, permeating with an indelible scalding heat.

From every strand of hair to the tips of the toes.

The little reason left was burned to the fullest, releasing the painstakingly suppressed affection.

The uncontrollable voice gradually rose, and his name was always interrupted by eager gasps, intermittently bursting out of her throat.

Like a lotus flower that is about to bloom after being hit by rain outside the house, with involuntary joy and trembling.

Let the man who is eager to respond become more and more addicted to it.

"It seems that you have...learned to enjoy..."

The wish was fulfilled, Aizen opened her lips slightly, and let out a long and comfortable breath, "Now, let's end this long experience period... Let's officially start, shall we..."

Damn.

Wuyue cursed secretly in her heart.

Her limbs were already limp and she was lying powerlessly on the bedding.

It never occurred to him that all his previous actions were just cultivating her sense of body.

"At this time, it's also suitable to watch the night scene... It will rain tonight, and the lotus in the pond will bloom..." Lan Ran kissed her shoulder, lowered her eyes, and her tone was extremely gentle.

She closed her eyes in annoyance, regretting turning her back on him, and even more regretting her teasing and teasing him earlier.

Even though he relaxed his body with all his strength, the sticky pain still followed his spine and pierced into the deepest part of his brain.

Mottled brilliance suddenly appeared in the tightly closed dark field of vision.They scattered wantonly like fireworks, burning out one deadly hallucination after another.

Having experienced knife wounds, she shouldn't feel pain in this situation.She gritted her teeth, and her fingers couldn't help grabbing a ball of quilt.

Aizen calmed down rationally, stroked her arm, and asked worriedly: "Don't hold on, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me... Otherwise, let's stop here..."

What are they talking about?

It's all here, okay...

The girl with red and wet eyes shook her head, frowned and said resolutely:

"Do not."

She couldn't see how much distress and helplessness were entangled in the eyes of the man behind him.

"In that case, then I...you're welcome..."

He sighed slowly, hugging the slender waist.

As the night darkened, wet rain and mist appeared on the surface of the pond, and the intense splashes and impact sounds complemented each other, one after another.

The lotus leaves fluttered and trembled helplessly, the flower stems were still high and straight, and the tender petals could not withstand the stirring, and were shot down and peeled off one by one by the rain.

Finally, in the wet and clear all night, the early flowers of this summer quietly bloomed.

The soothing soft kiss moved along the slender neck, and he looked out the door with her:

"Wuyue, look... the lotus blossoms..."

The stars are flickering, and the shadows of the moon are whirling.

The love story has no end, and the twilight of dawn infiltrates from the far horizon.

The sweaty pajamas were lying lazily on the floor, and the air was full of exhausted and satisfied panting.

The author has something to say:

It's over! (It's finally finished! I'm so happy!)

The foreshadowing is over, because Wuyue has the soul fragments of the goddess in Wuyue's body, and the fragments have a certain spiritual link with the body, so Aizen has to endure no matter how hard he suffers. If he endures for ten years, he feels that he is going to become a monk, ahahaha ...

Chinese New Year is coming soon!New Year's candy is going to be distributed!

Happy reading everyone!I also wish you all a happy new year in advance~ Good health and prosperity every year~

If there is anything else I want to say in the future, I will write it in the postscript~

Let me say one last thing. In fact, compared to the sweetness in the back, what I personally write the most touching is the scenery in their yard.

Because, that is, even if Wuyue is not around, Aizen still lives seriously. He loves everything at present, the flowers and plants in the yard, the kittens and fishes they raise, and the place where they live, and their peaceful and peaceful days.

I hope that all the transformations are described naturally, and I hope that there is no collapse...

Writing about him is too exhausting, I decided to quit the literary world for a while, wow...