Lord of the night.

Chapter 960 Your Little Witch [Additional Chapter 71 for the Golden Alliance Crazy Man]

"I am the only one in the Orthodox Church who holds the Imperial Sword and can check and punish anyone below the Deputy Chief Church Leader, but I do not have the power to handle church affairs. That person should be me."

Yan Beihan smiled slightly: "Fang Che, how is it?"

"I got it."

Fang Che smiled: "Congratulations, Mr. Yan."

Yan Beihan smiled, looked at him with his beautiful eyes, and said, "Are you a little disappointed?"

"Absolutely not!"

Fang Che smiled and said, "In this way, I, as a subordinate, have the support of the Ten Great Leaders in the Weiwo Zhengjiao. I am so happy that I cannot wait to be disappointed."

Yan Beihan laughed loudly, then frowned: "You are not wrong to say that."

"The road ahead is unknown no matter how you think about it."

Yan Beihan smiled and said, "From then on, I really started to think about my lifelong affairs."

Fang Che coughed, a little embarrassed.

Yan Beihan showed shame on his face and said, "But I didn't expect that it would be made clear in such a situation..."

Fang Che coughed repeatedly.

"What I can't accept the most is... there's actually another person named Bi Yunyan mixed in, and I was the one who dragged her in!"

Yan Beihan gritted his teeth, and every time he thought of this, he wanted to hit himself on the head a few times.

How stupid are you, Yan Beihan? Why did you want to team up with Bi Yunyan?

If I didn't form a team at that time and just went it alone, wouldn't it be... just fine?

But now, it's no use saying anything.

Fang Che blushed and just coughed: "Your subordinate, your subordinate... didn't... didn't expect it."

Yan Beihan snorted, looked at him sideways, bit his lip and said, "Are you very proud?"

"I didn't..." Fang Che shook his head hurriedly.

"Aren't you proud?" Yan Beihan glared.

"Proud... proud." Fang Che could only admit it. In fact, he was indeed a little proud.

"Are you proud? You are actually proud?" Yan Beihan said aggressively.

"I……"

Fang Che picked up the wine glass and said with a bitter face: "I'll drink a glass of wine as punishment."

Yan Beihan stared at him drinking, and finally sighed and said dejectedly: "It's really fate..."

Fang Che was completely afraid to speak.

Yan Beihan stood up gently and walked slowly to Fang Che. She was a bit taller than Fang Che who was sitting. She placed her small hand gently on Fang Che's shoulder, and Fang Che could feel her hand tremble slightly.

But I still put it on it resolutely.

Yan Beihan said softly: "Fang Che, do you remember when you were carrying me on your back, I turned around... our lips touched."

Fang Che's mouth was dry: "...Yes."

"It's a pity that you had the appearance of a Night Devil at that time."

Yan Beihan said softly: "However, I didn't have time to think about you at that time...I felt like I was dreaming."

Fang Che looked up at her and swallowed.

Yan Beihan smiled, looked into Fang Che's eyes, and said, "Chief Executive Fang, do you remember what I called myself when we were chatting on the communication jade before?"

"Little witch."

Fang Che's voice was a little hoarse.

Yan Beihan asked softly: "Then do you know why I call myself a little witch, but always call you Chief Fang?"

"I know."

Fang Che sighed softly in his heart, he really understood. He even felt infinitely moved in his heart.

Yan Beihan raised his face slightly and said in a trembling voice: "Chief Fang... don't you want to kiss your little witch?"

Fang Che swallowed and felt a pair of soft hands holding his face. His mind became confused and his four lips were pressed together.

Yan Beihan closed his eyes slightly, leaned in Fang Che's arms, tilted his face up, stretched out his arms, and gently hugged Fang Che's neck.

Fang Che only felt a fragrance that penetrated into his bones. For a moment, he was dazed and kissed the beauty in front of him.

A pair of hands slowly raised up and placed on the beauty's hips.

Apply force slowly and feel the soft touch.

Yan Beihan's body trembled, but she seemed to feel nothing, and she just kept on verbally entangled with her lover.

Fang Che hugged, kissed, and kneaded her, feeling that his arms were like a ball of pure water and a piece of fine jade.

A pair of hands were no longer satisfied with the status quo and slid in through the lapels like fish.

Yan Beihan's body began to tremble violently.

I felt a pair of hot hands slowly and forcefully moving over my body, as if they wanted to leave their mark on every inch of my body.

"Captain Fang..." Yan Beihan murmured, intoxicated, kissing his lover: "Is your little witch... beautiful?"

"Beautiful... My little witch, the most beautiful."

Fang Che responded by kneading her with his hands, then sliding down the buttocks to the straight and round legs.

Yan Beihan panted heavily, feeling as if she had a fever all over her body. As her lover's hands slid over her, flames burned everywhere. The hands finally shifted their position and began to move upwards resolutely towards the highest point.

Finally, the occupation of the hill was announced resolutely and forcefully.

Yan Beihan was breathing heavily, his eyes were hazy, he felt that the sacred place of his body that had never been touched by anyone was being ravaged by the man in front of him.

He didn't seem to cherish it and used various techniques to change his shape.

Very rude.

Fang Che slowly released his grip on Yan Beihan's lips and began to move downward, his hands moving constantly.

Yan Beihan was breathing heavily.

But she tried her best to reach out her hand, wrap his hand on her chest, hold it down, shake her head, and beg, "Enough... Fang Che... Enough."

Fang Che held the smoothness in his hands, kneading it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Yan... don't you want to be my little witch? Now is the time..."

Yan Beihan took a deep breath, held Fang Che's hand more and more firmly, and begged: "Boss Fang, it's not that the witch doesn't give it to you...but...I don't want to give it to you in this way forced by circumstances...Please...Please forgive me, Boss Fang..."

Fang Che understood.

Yan Beihan wants perfection.

But he believed that if he forced his way through now, Yan Beihan would definitely not resist.

But Fang Che was willing to give her time and eat slowly.

A pair of hands squeezed Yan Beihan's chest tightly and whispered, "Then why did the little witch take the initiative to seduce me today?"

Yan Beihan's body trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "Because... because the witch thought... after the meridians are cleared, Mr. Fang... Mr. Fang will still be able to see everything without missing anything... So, so... the little witch wants Mr. Fang to understand her feelings first."

"It's not for the purpose of opening meridians and practicing martial arts... to confess before the Lord."

Yan Beihan looked at the man who was flirting with her with deep affection, and said softly but firmly: "...It's because...the witch herself wants to be...Mr. Fang's woman."

Fang Che looked into her eyes and said, "I understand."

"Please give the little witch some time, Mr. Fang... wait until she has practiced the meridian opening exercise... and her cultivation level has returned to its original state, then... then..."

Yan Beihan raised her red lips and whispered, "...I am willing to offer my body...to...Chief Commander Fang for his enjoyment..."

Fang Che slowly pulled his hand away from her chest, kneading it as he did so. Yan Beihan's body continued to tremble.

Finally, Fang Che held Yan Beihan's face in his hands and said seriously and softly, "Then, I will be waiting for you."

Yan Beihan felt relieved: "Thank...thank you for your understanding."

Fang Che enjoyed the beauty's tenderness and he immediately understood in his heart.

Yan Beihan has not yet returned to his strongest level of cultivation as before, and now that he has lost his virginity, it does have some impact.

When one's cultivation is fully restored, it will be equivalent to the unity of inside and outside.

But no matter what the reason is, we have come to this point today.

Fang Che was certainly not in a hurry.

Holding Yan Beihan's soft body, Fang Che whispered in her ear: "Thank you."

Yan Beihan panted, nodded slightly, a shy expression on his face, and hugged Fang Che's waist more tightly with both hands, with a sweet smile on his lips.

Of course, calling Fang "little witch" was flirting between the two of them, but Yan Beihan was also using this method to erase the sense of inferiority that Ye Mo had when he saluted him every day, and to bridge the gap in status between the two of them.

To show that he has never been superior to the other party.

Everything that happened before was just for show to outsiders.

Chief Commander Fang holds the position of a guardian, which has nothing to do with the Somali Orthodox Church. Even if he is the chief leader, he is nothing in front of the guardian, let alone a princess?

The so-called princess is nothing more than a little witch in the eyes of Chief Guardian Fang.

Yan Beihan has been trying hard. Although this approach is a bit of a cover-up, but now that their feelings have been made clear, the name he used at that time has played a huge role.

Although she had never expressed this affection explicitly, she had always been doing it; when she was alone with Fang Che, Yan Beihan always put herself in a weak position.

Including daily chat.

Because she doesn't want her man to be dissatisfied with her in any way in the future or have any grudges from the past.

Although Fang Che is not that kind of person, Yan Beihan is also trying hard to make up for it.

She used her intelligence and wisdom to try her best to create a happy future for herself.

That's why Fang Che said "thank you" today.

Response: I know all your intentions. I know them very well.

Yan Beihan didn't say anything else about this, everything was already implied.

Yan Beihan slowly let go of his hand, rested his forehead on Fang Che's chest, and slowly calmed his breathing and heartbeat.

Finally, she left Fang Che's chest and looked at him with shyness and anger: "Mr. Fang, you are so rude."

"Lord Yan, it was your subordinate who offended me... I just couldn't help it."

Fang Che apologized seriously.

"Humph."

Yan Beihan covered his clothes and sat down opposite him. His face was still flushed and his eyes were shining. He said softly, "So... you understood something?"

Fang Che said: "At present, due to coincidence, we encountered something like the Star Fruit. It is different from our expectations and even more different from Lord Yan's original plan. There is a feeling of being coerced. So Lord Yan is uncomfortable."

Yan Beihan let out a long breath and lowered his eyebrows and said, "So... that's why I want you to understand my feelings, and I want to do this with the mentality of healing my woman."

(End of this chapter)