The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1818 Want to Blaspheme Today (37)

His fingertips gently touched his earlobes, the movements were gentle and seductive, and the repeated grinding and turning made people feel that the roots of the ears were red and hot for no reason.

She was still being gently kissed by the young man, and Xibel felt that he should return to him what he said to him last time.

Wisdom is the god of light.

Although the God of Light was cold and silent, his kisses were gentle and fiery, like a net full of tenderness that wrapped people tightly, and at the same time made people feel that their legs were weak.

The God of Light is a very smart student, and he is open-minded and eager to learn.

Xibel felt very comfortable and intoxicated, and now that he was gently pinching his earlobe, he couldn't help but let out a soft and weak hum from his nasal cavity.

The voice was like a kitten that had just finished basking in the afternoon sun, then propped its limbs on the ground, lowered its body, stretched its waist and made a lazy sound.

Then, Xibel couldn't help but smiled slightly, she reached out and clasped the hand of the young man who was kneading her earlobe, interlocked his fingers, and then clasped them on his back waist.

"Your Majesty, you would never treat me like this before..." She curled her lips and said vaguely.

As he said that, he took the back of the young man's hand and kissed it with his head. He said inexplicably, "Your Majesty, it seems that you have learned a lot during this time, and I am very pleased."

The tone of the words seemed that she was a strict teacher, and now she finally saw the progress of the students she taught.

"Your Majesty, you teach me magic spells, and I will teach you... how to get close to people."

She approached Xavier step by step: "Your Majesty, do you think I am a qualified teacher?"

Xavier was short of breath. He looked at the frivolous and aggressive eyes of the girl looking at him, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Yes..."

When the girl in front of her heard his words, she curled her bright red lips and smiled happily.

"Your Majesty is really an obedient student."

She no longer passively let the young man do whatever she wanted, but launched an attack with a strong sense of aggression, causing the young man's breathing to become more rapid.

The girl seemed to be very familiar and easy to use, much better than the God of Light. She launched an active attack, like a condescending superior, like holding a chess piece, looking at the chess game very leisurely and calmly.

It was as if everything was under her control.

As the voice of the servant outside the door got closer and closer, as if it was about to approach the door, Hibel finally let go of the young man.

Before leaving, she kissed his lips gently and tenderly a few times.

The intimacy just now seemed to have drained all her strength, and she lay lazily on the soft sofa on one side.

Xibel raised her eyelids lazily, and looked at the young man standing in front of her. The snow-white cassock covered that extremely elegant and beautiful body, and her soft golden hair hung down like silk. She looked at He stood there with long eyelashes drooping slightly, and the golden sunlight fell on his body, as if silently stroking a god.

The corners of the God of Light's eyes were still red, and the drooping eyelashes were still stained with mist.

He stood there quietly, his slightly swollen lips were pressed lightly, as if he had been ravaged and bullied.

The girl was wearing a white nightdress, she was lazily leaning on the sofa, her jet-black hair was scattered in the girl's deep collarbone socket, her chest was heaving as she breathed, and her vision falling on the young man was dim.

(End of this chapter)