The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1881 Want to Blaspheme Today (100)

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late at night.

The evening breeze is gentle, the night is graceful, and the vast grassland is extremely silent. A barrier quietly appeared on the grassland, isolating everything around.

The God of Light opened his lips silently, and his hoarse voice seemed to be moistened by water, which was particularly pleasant.

His voice was hoarse and seductive, and he was depressed and helpless.

"Hey, Heibel..."

"Ok?"

His lips were pressed down by the girl and kissed again.

The blue eyes of the bright god are lustful, the corners of the eyes are red, the eyes are brilliant, and they are very hooking.

He tightly clenched the girl's wrist with his knuckles, and was so bullied that he was powerless to resist.

"...Do you really want to do this?" His voice was low, as if he was a little at a loss.

The girl kissed him, touched his back with her fingertips, and coaxed softly: "Don't worry, no one will see it. It's just this time today, and it won't happen in the future. We'll go back to the palace when the time comes. Okay? Be good~"

With sparkling eyes, the beauty nodded silently and obediently.

The whispering sound came from the quiet grassland.

The hairband tied with golden hair was also under the blurred night, and was gently hooked and pulled off by the girl's snow-white fingertips.The bound and soft hair was instantly like a waterfall that had been released, rushing down thousands of miles, gently brushing against her delicate skin.

In the end, the God of Light, who was ascetic and self-disciplined, was still coaxed into a daze, not knowing what year it was.

The fragrance of flowers and plants lingers in the air, and the green grass is like a thick blanket, dotted with bright flowers.

The green duckweed floats on it, drifting with the current, and in the early morning when the dawn is approaching, the tender grass is already covered with crystal dewdrops.

When he was carried back to the palace by the God of Light, Xibel was already so sleepy that he fell asleep.

Xavier gently put her on the bed, the girl touched the soft mattress, rubbed subconsciously, and rolled the quilt onto her body.

Subsequently, the soft bed sags.

As if feeling the God of Light leaning against her side, she stretched out her hand, looking for traces of the God of Light in a daze, then curled up in his arms with her eyes closed, and fell asleep contentedly with the corners of her lips hooked.

The God of Light bowed his head and gently kissed the top of the girl's hair, "Xibel, good night."

He watched the girl's quiet eyebrows and eyes, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and although his smile was faint, it was extraordinarily gentle.

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At noon the next day, Hibel woke up feeling sore.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the extravagant and exaggerated style of the bedroom. She came back to herself after a while, and then remembered that she was in Fred's palace.

She was yawning just as Xavier entered through the door.

Hibel half-opened her eyes in a daze, looking at Xavier who came in, she sat up and opened her arms towards Xavier, her voice was still a little soft from sleep.

"Your Majesty, hug~"

Xavier walked over, bent down and hugged the girl's slender waist, and lifted the girl from the bed.

Xibel reached out and hugged Xavier's shoulders tightly. She hooked his shoulders and leaned on him with all her strength. Her legs wrapped around his thin waist, and she hung on his waist like a sloth. body.

"Kiss~"

She spoke lazily, and gave him a lazy glance with her peach blossom eyes, the tails of which were raised up very attractively.

With reddish ears, Xavier tilted his head and kissed the girl's cheek.

"Go back?" Xavier asked her softly.

The two stood by the bed, the girl's entire body was hung on his body, her waist-length hair was scattered behind her shoulders, a ray of golden sunlight was exposed through the gap in the curtains, she raised her eyelashes, just in time to see that ray of golden sunlight falling on him Thick and slender light golden eyelashes.

(End of this chapter)