Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

But Afro is like this, he fights and loses many times, never gives up, and shows his sincerity to others.

Grace, who was still recovering from a cold, was unable to push away the strange force, but was completely restrained by Avro.

But this is not forced.

A warm force was coming from across the air, and at the same time, the injured hand was also filled with inexplicable power.

Grace opened her eyes and found that Afro was carefully performing magic to restore vitality from a distance.

She lowered her head and did not look at him. She was meticulous and as serious as a devout worshipper.

Be selfish but very respectful.

"It hurts even if you get hurt..."

While transmitting fluorescent blue light, she muttered in a small voice,

"If I were here...I wouldn't let you get hurt at all. Ah..."

Avro seemed to have remembered something and seemed a little annoyed by what he said, but he continued to complain softly like a nagging wife.

"That illusion last time, if you hadn't acted on your own... you wouldn't have been hurt at all."

"Grace, you must need someone to hold you down."

After saying that, Afro raised his head and showed a shallow smile. The intoxicating tenderness spread silently, like bathing in the warm sunshine of spring.

Grace really felt that she had met her nemesis, and there was really nothing she could do against Avro.

What the hell is this guy thinking?

How could she, who was so reckless at the beginning and so angry and angry just now, deflate like a punctured balloon?

The atmosphere even started to become soft and ambiguous.

Grace took a deep breath, and her rising and falling chest would rub against Avro's soft and plump female breasts at a very close distance even between breaths.

His relationship with her was already on the edge of ambiguity.

Now I don't reject even close, warm contact.

If this continues, Grace is afraid that her heart will really wander.

Grace exhaled this breath, she grabbed Avro's slender wrist, and decided to show everything off.

"Afro."

"Ok?"

Avro's eyes suddenly expanded when he was called, and he responded immediately. At the same time, his cheeks moved forward, like a dog waiting for its master's order.

This was the first time today that Grace took the initiative to slow down and call Avro's name.

Avro, whose cheeks were slightly red, was a little nervous.

"Do you know what you are doing now?"

Grace calmly removed Avro's hand, and then moved the body that was pressed under Avro as a symbolic cover for resistance.

"You... pressed down on a patient with force. As a nun in the church... shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

Avro was completely integrated with the attributes of a dog. She stood on Grace's legs and pointed at her cheek incredulously with her slender index finger.

"I?"

A simple expression of harmlessness and complete denial.

"Yes, isn't this completely against your beliefs?"

Grace couldn't help but emphasize the words "faith" and "violation", hoping that the shameless Afro would wake up a little bit.

"But I am healing your injured body..."

Avro smiled, with an overly decisive and innocent expression, coupled with a little bit of embarrassed blush, which made Grace doubt her cleanliness at the moment.

You almost pushed me to the bed!Is this how your Holy See of Light treats people?

——Grace wanted to say such a thing, but she still resisted the thought.

Avro is a very special person. She has both an innocent and kind-hearted heart, and a naughty and innocent childlike heart.

"what……"

Grace let out a final sigh, rubbed her temples, and planned to end today's farce coldly, saying:

"Let's be honest, Avro, get off me, then go back and take a shower and go to bed early. Just do whatever you have to do."

"Stop crying here, it will make you look weak."

These words were words that Grace found from the vocabulary library in her mind that were not so lethal.

In order to prevent Afro from dropping little pearls, Grace has been very restrained.

The smile on Avro's face froze.

She reluctantly and slowly got off the girl's legs.

Staring condescendingly at the disheveled Grace around her neck, Aphrodite reluctantly waited to be retained and said:

"Grace, I... have one last question. I will go back after asking..."

If... she just answers the question, Grace doesn't think there is any difficulty.

Grace adjusted her collar and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Am I different?"

Avro's green eyes shone with bright starlight, like a child seeking knowledge, waiting for a response.

Grace was slightly startled as she adjusted her collar. This was a question she had not responded to before.

In fact, Avro already knew the answer, but she still wanted to get a positive answer from herself, just like the purpose of her trip here.

"No." - Grace gave the answer to the question almost without thinking and without changing her expression.

"Liar."

Avro frowned gloomily and leaned down to look into Grace's eyes again.

Even if they don't force themselves down on the sofa, the distance between the two of them can still be very close.

This time Grace no longer evaded, she looked directly at him and responded with a frosty face, "I never lie."

She seemed to think that with such a tough stance, Afro would admit defeat.

Avro seemed to be determined to explore the truth. She slowly picked up the stethoscope on the left side of the sofa, then inserted the stethoscope ear piece into her ear, holding the sound pickup part in her hand.

His cheek slowly moved closer to Grace, his slender left leg invaded Grace's legs, and he pressed his knees on the sofa to support his center of gravity.

Under the stunned red eyes, the cold pickup part was pressed against Grace's surprisingly soft chest.

"So what?"

Grace's body trembled like a frightened cat, and the layers of coldness on the mask began to crack, revealing a lovely part of her.

In the atmosphere of uncontrollable strong ambiguity, the faint pink color spread from the neck to the entire cold face almost like an ivy.

"Afro! What are you doing?"

At this time, Grace still insisted on her pretentious ferocity. She tried to put her injured palm against Avro's chest to end this ambiguous distance.

But it was too late.

Mouths can lie but heartbeats cannot.

A warm, drum-like heartbeat was reaching my ears passionately.

But heartbeat does not only come from one person. Love-shaped lips opening and closing, ambiguous crimson color, is a suitable state for kissing.

Grace, her Royal Highness, was panicked after being intruded, and the lovely blush after the coldness was broken...

Under these conditions, it was almost impossible to tell whose heartbeat was whose.

So fast.

The blood in Avro's body was flowing rapidly, the hormones in his body were increasing rapidly, and his heartbeat was racing like a hurricane, exceeding unprecedented limits.

So hot.

The slender eyelashes that were constantly trembling were tickling the burning chest like downy hair.

Gudu, she saw Grace's throat moving up and down uncontrollably.

Her Royal Highness did not push herself away.

The temptation to take it back was too late - because the flames were lit.

What about this?

She asked silently in her heart, Afro closed her eyes, pressed the stethoscope firmly against Grace's chest, and gently covered her lips with her.

123.Desire and Value

You don’t need a reason to like, and you don’t need a reason to kiss.

Sometimes it's just that the atmosphere is just right for kissing.

The feeling of the first kiss was more exciting than imagined.

Avro had no other kissing experience, and her unusually soft lips were warm and close, leaving a sensitive feeling that made people blush.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

The sound of Grace's rapid heartbeat in the stethoscope, stimulated by hormones, was even more intense than before. This was a biological instinct to celebrate the person she loved.

A calm yet passionate kiss.

Avro felt light and warm, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

The breath sprayed from the nose was rapid, chaotic, and hot as the deer bumped around.

His ears were burning and his cheeks were red.

At this moment, Afro finally understood why love has been unswerving for thousands of years and why it has made countless people bow.

Every beating echo coming from the stethoscope is responding to the answer to the question - I like you too, you are different.

She thought that beautiful flowers would grow on the barren wilderness, and it started at this moment.

In just two seconds, Avro's brain was occupied by the joy of intimate contact, and he couldn't think of anything or do anything.

Wanting to get closer, Avro's body instinctively took a step forward and pressed against Grace's soft and slender body.

Her Royal Highness's body is very cold, but the fire in her heart can only be put out by greater contact and closer contact - a fire that only Grace can extinguish.

Confused and fascinated, Afro used her own softness to moisturize the lips of Grace's fans.

Like a dragonfly tapping water, just right, along the lip peak...

Avro's chest was pushed hard by the force of resistance. Grace woke up from the trance and tried to push the girl in front of her down.

"Afro!!! Are you crazy!!!"

The shocked, out-of-control voice lost the coldness and reason that used to control the situation.

Grace curled her neck back and leaned against the sofa, her ruby-like pupils tremblingly wide open, and the crimson color covered almost every inch of her fair skin, from the tips of her ears that were almost bleeding to her hot and red skin. cheek.

The soft chest was rising and falling rapidly under his right hand, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

The beauty of Her Royal Highness is a sense of fragmentation that may disappear at any time. Like Snow, this is a fact that Avro can confirm from the first sight.

But she rarely thought that after the ice melted, it would be so lovely and heart-warming.

Just like a cat...

Avro held back her restless emotions and excited gasps. The sides of her cheeks were flushed. She subconsciously licked her lower lip and argued with some dissatisfaction:

"Am I really not special? You clearly didn't push me away, and your heart... was beating very fast."

"you……?!"

Grace's eyes blinked in panic at first, and then she adjusted her state in an instant. She glared at Avro, almost knocking him back, and at the same time she gritted her teeth and growled manically and angrily,

"Afro, where are your hands? What did you just do?! This is betrayal!! Think about it, as a nun, can you do such a thing?"

People are always reluctant to admit their own thoughts, and Afro understands Grace's emotions.