Resurrection, I'm crazy

Fu Lailai never expected that there was a candidate who performed to the utmost.

"Oh, my dear, look at your body, it's soft but hard enough. Come on, give me a kiss..." Before the human face flower could react, a kiss with human body temperature fell on the petals.

Human Face Flower: "...I'm dirty"

Capibara said in a light tone, and the cane slowly entangled Yang Yansi, as if he was kissed, just a verbal sentence.

"What are you afraid of? Little Huahua, don't you think my face is handsome? Isn't it pretty? Don't you like it? And your slender and soft green vine, these leaves are like Huahua's fingers... You are not him, so am I dreaming?" He kept on talking, and would pester her if she couldn't avoid him.

His eyes were filled with flirtatiousness as he stared at the human-face flower. His body was moving intentionally or unintentionally, and he even leaned his whole face forward, asking the human-face flower to kiss him.

Let's see whether this flower is powerful or I am powerful after experiencing thousands of skills. Anyway, this is his daily life with Huahua, and he is not afraid of being seen.

"Cough cough" Long Baiyue spat out a mouthful of tea, wetting the little rabbit fur of 081.

【Ah?(?–?)?】081 The whole rabbit was stunned. Isn’t your anchor so crazy?

Live demonstration...

Long Baiyue quickly found a piece of paper to wipe the little rabbit's fur. The corners of her eyes were a little red, and there were wisps of white mist on her head.

How daring... This exam will give me another dark history.

The deans of each department were all old foxes with hundreds of thousands of years of experience, and it was not the first time for them to see such a hot scene. They chatted happily on the spot, and Nangong Liuchang even found a pen to draw.

"It's also good as graduation material." The old man stroked his beard with a smile in his eyes. The pen in his hand kept swishing, attracting the attention of Fu Lailai, the host of the scene.

"Well, old man, have you ever thought about bringing the Hehuan Sect here one day?" Another old man with a white beard coughed twice, reminding Nangong Liuchang to pay attention to his image, "I think this child is quite suitable."

"Oh, don't mention it, his girlfriend is similar. The corners of her eyes are red, it really looks like that." The person who said this was a woman in red clothes and white veil.

"That wouldn't be against the rules. When has our righteous sect ever invited the Hehuan Sect to join us?"

"You are all old-fashioned. How dare you say that you haven't tried it? Remember when you were an exchange student, didn't you secretly peek at the bathhouses of other girls and boys?" The teasing words came directly with a smile, and his eyes glanced at the people in the office from time to time.

I'm just pointing at you.

This is simply a dark history. The boys and girls of the Hehuan Sect are all beautiful, handsome, and super-human. Whether it is spread among the people or exchanges between major sects, they are particularly noticeable.

Thinking back to the Fairy Sword Conference, many people ignored the sect's restrictions and wanted to go and see it. Unexpectedly, they were kicked back by the boys and girls, and even hung in the sect for three days.

"I can't argue with you, hum!" The man turned his head away, his white hair hanging down to his waist, "Don't even think about getting pills from me in the future."

"Are you still angry about this?"

"Hahaha."

Old Man Os: "If I had known, I wouldn't have mentioned it, so as to save myself trouble."

The camera turned to another direction, showing Huahua as mentioned by Yang Yanci. His scene was much cleaner than that of his girlfriend.

There was a full moon high in the sky. At this moment, he was standing on the moon like a rabbit. In front of him appeared a figure with his face but a height of 1 meters.

This weird appearance is really shocking. I had imagined that a southerner like him could grow to 1 meters tall, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes during this assessment. The more I looked at him, the more familiar he looked... like someone.

"I feel like I must be dreaming. This mole, this location, and this scratch on my back... I can't say they are exactly the same, but they are exactly the same."

Huahua stared at the man in a daze for three minutes, and finally, unable to resist the feeling of his muscles, she went up and touched him.

Well, it feels warm and fleshy... like it's made of clay, and it's elastic. You can poke a small hole in it.

That's right, this outfit is very sexy, and there are patterns painted on the body, which looks a bit embarrassing.

A pitiful expression appeared on that face that looked like Huahua, and her eyes seemed to be able to hook silk.

Huahua: "Oh, I'm speechless." Her ears turned red and she looked as cooked as a shrimp.

I finally know what I look like. I thought I was domineering, but I didn’t expect me to look so pitiful, and even look like I’ve been hungry for several days.

If Du Weizhu saw this, the essay of several hundred chapters would be immediately uploaded to the college forum.

The fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger. Everyone looked at the body in front of them, which was somewhat similar to their own, but extremely different. They were stunned and had an extreme urge to get closer.

Zhao Yao was completely attracted and didn't have time to think about where the fragrance came from in this snowy day. A silver fox had already emerged from his body.

The big tail grabbed and swept the snow around, and soon it formed several very similar faces.

"Grandpa, Dad?" He couldn't help shouting, his eyes were empty and lifeless. The man was taller than him. Even though he couldn't help shouting in his heart that it was fake, it was fake, the fear of many years seemed to be engraved in his bones.

He took a step but couldn't move, his legs went weak and he fell on the snow. The cold penetrated his bones, and a camellia grew from under the snow.

The picture is like a broken mirror, and it also flows like water. In childhood, the wind passed by my ears, my grandfather's eyes, my father's disgust, my mother's cowardice, my grandmother's helplessness, the villagers' eyes like looking at dogs...

His body was shaking constantly, and he, who was made of snow by the fox, looked like an ant, looking up. There were countless eyes of disgust under the sky.

"A girl is just another girl." Grandpa's voice was as bloodthirsty as terror. Grandma shook her head beside her, and the eldest aunt had empty eyes.

"This is the first time we've had a baby. If we don't give birth to a boy, our family will lose face in this village." The father echoed the grandfather's words, his face approaching like a devil. His eyes were red, and his dry, sallow hands locked the claws around the throat and grabbed the body of the newborn baby...

"Yan..." Zhao Yao's face was filled with tears due to physical discomfort. He curled up into a small ball, and his tears watered the camellia beside him, making the camellia bloom.

"Your memory is so painful, do you want me to help you? Come here, come here, come here..."

A bewitching voice sounded, it was his own tone, Zhao Yao burst into tears, and he was lost in the fragrance and the scene just now.

Zhao Yao stood up in a daze, and the red camellia closed its delicate petals because there was no tears to water it.

A version of myself with a little angel halo appeared at the side, telling me not to go over there.

A self with devil horns was floating nearby, its bat wings were very dark in color, and its tail was ostentatiously poking at the camellia in the air, as if venting its anger.

“No, it can’t pass. Once it passes, it will replace you.” The little angel’s halo was accompanied by white light, and its feather wings were flapping. The cold world seemed to warm up.

"Be good, go over there. It doesn't matter who it is. What you want is freedom..." The little devil blinked and flapped its bat wings vigorously, forming a small black circle around it.

The circles seemed to be swallowing up the snow around them. The little fox wagged its tail and gently came to the devil and rubbed against him.