PS: Ah, it's a little late, but it's the second update after all! Happy New Year everyone! This has caused a lot of trouble for everyone in the past year. Thank you for your continued support. Thank you! In the new year, let's all score the lower limit together!

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The weak girl fell down, her face pale, and her crystal beads of sweat slowly slid down.

The small body was weak and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

She opened her thin lips slightly, breathed gently but quickly, closed her eyes tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

Asthma and anemia, poor accommodation conditions made her body weak to a certain extent. Her beautiful body hides the inner decay. Maybe she has recognized her fate. Maybe she still decided to resist. Every time she dreams, she repeats the same nightmare. Dreaming of the arrival of darkness, dreaming that the god of death strangled her throat. Every time she wakes up from a dream, she can recognize the fact of a nightmare. When one day she can no longer wake up, death... is no longer a dream.

Pachuli Noregi, the gorgeous seven-pointed flowers blooming in the sad summer.

"...ah, I don't know what strange things Paqi is thinking about, I always feel that her face is full of 'I need artificial respiration'." Everyone circled around and watched Pachuli lying on the bed. No one was anxious. Here are high-level vampires who mastered the taboos of life, weird people who can stop time, martial gods with mysterious power, and science emperors who interpret modern technology to the extreme. Don't say that Pachuli's asthma is a high-incidence symptom, even if it is not cured of terminal illness, everyone present can pull her back - but Mali Shaxin is good, so she climbed onto the bed and moved towards Pachuli.

The Seven-Star Magician lying on the bed seemed to be still unconscious, but her breathing became more rapid and her long eyelashes trembled slightly - these tiny details were not noticed by everyone, but fell into the eyes of her rival Alice. The seemingly harmless doll of humans and animals grabbed Malisha and blinked: "Malisha, do you understand the first aid measures for asthma? Let's leave it to the experts, and even if you need artificial respiration, you should look for boys with higher lung capacity."

"But Pachy is a girl, wouldn't it be like a boy..." Marysha hesitated.

"You can find Dragon God. Anyway, Miss Remelia has already made the dead house... Oh, Miss Pachuli promised Mr. Long God. In the future, Pachuli will serve Mr. Long God in all aspects. What is the mere artificial respiration?" Alice still looked back and looked back, "Yes, Mr. Long God."

Long Shencheng pushed his glasses and nodded indifferently and affirmatively: "Of course."

——"Knowing that Pachuli is indifferent and not cold to anyone" and "not caring about Pachuli's cold attitude" are completely different things. Isn't it just a fall insult?

Long Shencheng walked towards Pachuli step by step and suddenly stopped and said, "Oh, I heard that it is better to chew a few cloves of garlic when giving artificial respiration to patients with asthma and coma. The irritating smell in the mouth has a very good effect on the patient's awakening."

"What kind of folk remedy is this? Is it so light!" Pachuli couldn't help it anymore, and a carp thrust up. Then she noticed people's surprise gazes, then shook her body and covered her forehead, "Ah, what happened?"

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So, the small banquet began.

The Dragon God's family is rarely lively. In addition to Sakiya, the decathlon maid, Alice is also a omnipotent girl with housework. With these two, the aroma of black tea and dessert fills the air, which is a feast for a lot of food - especially Bori Lingmeng, who uses Remilia's disdain tone to describe it: "The poor and sour red and white are like a hungry donkey at this moment."

Chihiro was absolutely centered at the beginning of the topic. After all, this time it was a friend meeting for him and Nayako. He was introverted and ignorant and seemed to be very suitable for him to get along with Nakame Kuro and Nora Ritsuo. Nayako's laughing and joking personality was easier to integrate into the group. Over time, everyone began to discuss their respective topics.

——Ah, just like Red and White and Black White are whispering what valuable and unobtrusive things are there in the Dragon God family, and what can be sold for a good price. Their eyes kept sweeping towards the underwear hanging on the wardrobe and balcony. It was so perverted.

"Sky price, sky-high price... I wonder if there are any underwear I just changed in the bathroom..." The two girls who were completely unconventional discussed in a low voice, and the blue veins on Remelia's forehead burst out.

Alice and Pachuli had a new conflict just now, and were now trapped in a new round of eye shock, trying to kill each other with their respective eyes - although it was meaningless.

Naiyako squeezed into the boys' circle and played backgammon with the four of them.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sakiya, you are clearly visiting my house, but you are busy with this." Long Shenmao looked at the young girls. Both Chihiro and Nayako put down their initial defense and tension, and started playing happily with their new friends. He pushed his glasses and came to the maid standing beside him, giving thanks indifferently.

"Where is the responsibility. You are the leader of the young lady, and I must show enough obedience and awe." Sakiya chuckled and leaned over to salute, "I am deeply honored to be able to help."

"Don't be so polite. First, my vassal is not my vassal, and secondly, I do regard you as a friend." Long Shencheng patted the maid's shoulder, "Let's relax occasionally."

Sakiya smiled back and was about to refuse.

A person who has been planning for a long time and has ulterior motives has quietly arrived at the door.

He is over 40 years old and is at the peak of a man's golden age. He is handsome and mature. He looks like a good person, but he is thinking of cheating his son. He is about to drop a powerful bomb as the prelude to the Shura drama that allows his son to witness the cruelty of society and the difficulty of the Houra Palace.

Boy, repeat your mistakes!

He showed a treacherous smile and knocked on the door.

"Son, don't play too late." Baboon Zhi's smile hid a deep malice, "After all, I'm going to go on a blind date tomorrow."

Time in the house seemed to have stopped.

Success.

Just understood Kirei's mood.

Pleasant.
Chapter completed!