my skynet wife

The sunlight passed through the large window and fell on the soft heart-shaped bed in the room. The light blue towel quilt, dark blue mattress, and slightly purple curtains showed that this was a slightly mysterious and slightly glamorous girl.

room.

On the wallpaper with the color of the sky in the room, there are some picture frames hanging. The protagonist in them is the girl in this room, and in addition to her family. The most eye-catching one is a black background,

A girl wearing a white ballet costume. There are no more colors, just black and white. Even the girl inside is still fair except for a faint blush on her skin.

She is none other than Fujiharu.

She was lying on the bed at this time. Her sleeping appearance was not as elegant as when she was awake. However, her long black hair was spread on the pillow, and the long and long eyelashes on her fair face were trembling. It seemed that in this sunshine

In the bright morning, she was still immersed in a good dream.

"Didi didi..."

The alarm clock started blaring, and she, who had been late for dance practice last night, stretched out her body with a degree of laziness and no pretense, and then kicked aside the towel on her body.

No, don't rush to get a nosebleed. Our Miss Fuji wears pajamas when she sleeps. In a large room with central air conditioning, it is not a good habit not to wear pajamas. But her pajamas are a bit thin, even covering her chest.

I can't even cover up the little blush on my front.

Yes, now, right now, is the time for nosebleeds.

Because our Miss Fuji is wearing nothing but her pajamas. The thought-provoking figure in her pajamas really makes people have nosebleeds. Fortunately, she has her own bathroom in her own room, which is completely

No need to worry about anyone breaking in.

The long eyelashes trembled for a moment, and then Fujiharu opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyes were full of doubts. She glanced left and right, and her first reaction was to spit out a name.

"Little pretty!"

But then, she looked at the familiar room again, and reached out to touch her face in disbelief.

Just at this moment, the voices of early-rising vendors came from downstairs.

"Selling breakfast...dianli... selling breakfast...dianli..."

It contains a certain charm, and even if it wakes people up from their sleep with the morning breeze, it will not be annoying. The shouts from the breakfast stall downstairs of Fujiharu's house are very distinctive.

The first two words are long and leisurely, and the last two words are short and crisp. Although one word is split into two halves, it is not only refreshing when you hear it, but also seems to have the sound of music.

As soon as she heard this voice, Fujiharu immediately jumped out of bed and came to the front. Looking down from upstairs, she could see the boss who had set up the stall in the community, half raising his head while shouting as usual,

Squinting her eyes slightly, she felt that it was not like she was shouting for breakfast, but rather like she was singing a beautiful and ancient song.

"This...how is this possible..."

Fujiharu placed her fingers on the back of her other hand and twisted it.

"It hurts. It's not a dream. Could it be..."

Then Fujiharu didn't bother to go to her bathroom to solve personal problems as usual, and then put on the clothes she had picked out last night in her closet. She even trotted with it, and her white jade-like feet were like

Just step on the floor like that.

"Zhuoli...Zhuoli..."

A clear voice echoed in the rather large living room, but there was no one at home. Looking around, Fujiharu saw the remote control thrown on the coffee table with a rear projection. She jumped over and turned on the TV...?

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Fujiharu looked at the TV in disbelief, even when she was watching the news that she usually didn't even glance at, she suddenly started spinning like a ballet.

"It's a dream... it's a dream... everything is a dream..."

If anyone had a nosebleed just now when they saw Fujiharu's body covered by gauze and not wearing underwear, then hurry up and get a basin. The hot girl Fujiharu was a little crazy when she was happy, and she raised her hand without caring.

Legs. When she learned that the biochemical apocalypse was just hers, it was a real dream that was difficult to tell whether it was a dream. She was so happy that she did not feel at all that her body without underwear was so naked.

in the sun.

The skin gives people a crystal clear feeling under the sun, and even because of the whiteness of the skin, the light red areas appear more shades of light.

There were no zombies, there was no that abominable "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee", there was nothing to worry about. It was a sunny summer day in front of us again, and when we walked on the street, it became a lively and noisy city again.

Tengqing didn't know how to express his feelings. Although he was excited, the tender faces of Guo Zhenbei, Si Weier (Stefanie Yang) and even Xiao Ah Liang occasionally passed by. But for the time being, he was immersed in the absence of zombies.

Fujiharu in the sunshine didn't have time to think about those things.

"Ignore him, let me be happy for a while first!"

Just when Fujiharu was going "little crazy" because of excitement at home, the lock of the door was suddenly opened amidst the sound of opening the door, and then someone came in from the outside. She was not very old and had long hair.

Their waist-length clothes are completely worn by a lady. When standing next to Fujiharu, they look more like sisters than mother and daughter.

"Xiao Qing, you crazy girl, you are really crazy. If you dress like this in the living room, everyone outside will see it!"

Zhuoli, who had returned from shopping for groceries, closed the door and ran over to draw the curtains. Their house was not high up, and the large living room also represented a large window. The living room was brightly lit by the sun, and the sun was high.

On that day, if Fujiharu goes crazy like this, wouldn’t he suffer a big loss?

Zhuoli's words seemed to remind Tengqing. She pinched her food subconsciously, but when she looked at Zhuoli, her eyes immediately became happy. Then Zhuoli was surprised, even a little

With worried eyes, he immediately threw himself into her arms.

"Fake, fake, everything is just a dream, Zhuoli, you don't know how happy I am, I'm so happy...I'm so happy that I'm dying...!"

Seeing that her daughter was hugging her like this regardless of being in the living room and might be at a disadvantage, Zhuo Li really started to worry. She struggled as hard as she could, but unfortunately Fujiharu held her so tightly that she couldn't move. She was helpless.

Then, she had no choice but to put her lips on Fujiharu's forehead. Because Fujiharu was a little taller than her, she even had to stand on tiptoes.

"You don't have a fever! Xiaoqing, why are you so crazy? You are naked..."

When it came to her butt, Zhuoli felt that her words seemed indecent, and she swallowed the rest of her words. Then she kept urging Tengqing, and at the same time grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the bedroom.

"I said Xiaoqing, no matter how happy you are, even if you are happy to death, you still have to put on your clothes before you die. Go in and put on your clothes. If you are seen like this by others, how will you get married in the future?

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When it comes to getting married, Fujiharu habitually puts on an almost narcissistic look on her face.

"Whoever wants to get married, I will keep you and my father at home as your daughter!"

"Don't say stupid things, come in with me and put on your clothes!"

Zhuoli was different from other ladies. She was about the same age as Fujiharu and dragged him into the house. She glanced at the rear view camera and glanced at Fujiharu with a strange look in her eyes.

"What's wrong with you today? You're still watching the morning news?"

While the two of them were talking, Zhuoli dragged the "crazy" Fujiharu into her room. Once inside, Zhuoli was even more shocked. The lady Fujiharu in front of her would not normally do this. Normally, she,

She would be "criticized" by people in the yard, saying that she was a little cold and arrogant, a little self-admiring, and more often than not, a little unhuman.

This is also true. As a local of H County, I have many relatives in my family. Among the relatives, the children of the same age, regardless of gender, are all her "horse boys". Especially Miss Fuji, she puts that into their

After the little gangsters who caused trouble in the ballet school were chased from one end of the city to the other with a gymnastic stick, she became the well-deserved "big sister".

Normally, even if she was at home, even if she was happy, she would not be as clingy as a little girl like she is now. She would also pester her mother to tell her about her dream last night, and even Zhuoli said she wanted to

Make her some breakfast, but she won't even eat it.

"Don't worry, I won't eat anything first. Zhuoli, will you listen to me carefully?"

Pulling Zhuoli's arm, Tengqing acted coquettishly for the first time. She shook Zhuoli's arm, like a little girl with something on her mind.

"Okay, okay, I'll just sit here and listen to you talk about your dream! Did you eat too much in the supper last night? I told you a long time ago that living according to American time will be harmful to your body over time.

Not good!"

Although Zhuoli is willing to listen, like all mothers, she has to nag a few words as usual. In the past, Fujiharu, who would respond with a smile but ignored her, now relies on her affection, and her eyes are clouded.

The look of memories.tv, I really doubt that it was a dream. Zhuoli, do you know that my dream last night was about a biochemical apocalypse."

Hearing this, Zhuoli looked at Tengqing with a hint of doubt.

"The biochemical apocalypse? When did you become a person who likes the apocalypse? People who like these are often people who are unhappy in real life. Did something happen to you? If so, are you willing to tell me?"

"Mom...do you listen to me...!"

Tengqing, who was in a very good mood, lied for a while, and then began to talk about the "dream" last night. When she mentioned Guo Zhenbei, Zhuo Li suddenly had some doubts in her eyes, and then she tried

One sentence.

"No way, you married yourself in your dream? And you married a guy like that... That's not true, Xiaoqing, let me tell you, your dad won't like that guy!"