Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

His wandering thoughts inevitably drifted to the same scene.

Bah bah bah!What are you thinking about?

But this time, even if Afro thought wrongly, she would be forcibly stopped - she used the flesh of her thigh to protect her invisible dignity.

"By the way... Afro, you will also take a bath in the bath later."

While changing her clothes, Grace suddenly reminded her casually.

"Ok?"

Avro is a little confused. He doesn't plan to stay here today, so why should he take a shower?

"Remember to resolve your own bad thoughts."

What's the meaning?Grace has gone too far!

As if someone had caught her reading a pornographic book, the tips of Avro's small ears turned red, and her holy voice became a little crazy.

"I don't have weird thoughts!! A nun can't have weird thoughts!"

But Avro's response was a gentle chuckle.

The girl was getting more and more crazy, how could she do such a thing! !

"I do not care."

Grace's cold voice demanded in a tone that could not be refused, "You'd better do it."

……

On the cobblestone path with yellowish street lights, the figure of the carriage gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

The carriage of Admiral Wales went away, the military meeting ended, and Victoria was about to have a rest tonight.

"By the way, where is Grace? Did you give her the key to the study?"

Victoria leaned against the window sill on the second floor and suddenly asked as she looked out the window at the dark night falling slightly.

Secretary Caroline, standing next to her, nodded reliably and replied:

"Give it. Your Highness, Grace, is taking a bath in the bath now."

"Really? Since she is taking a bath, let's wait in the bedroom."

Victoria's scarlet eyes drooped tiredly, and she turned her slightly aching shoulders. With a glance from the corner of her eye, Victoria spotted an unfamiliar carriage in the stable downstairs.

The family pattern of the silver griffon above clearly reveals the identity of the owner.

"Argerich? Why are you still stopping here so late?"

Victoria frowned gloomily, "Aphro is here?"

"Your Highness Victoria, half an hour ago, while you were having a meeting, Miss Avro came to visit Your Highness Grace."

Putting her hands heavily on the edge of the window frame, Victoria exhaled a puff of unhappy white smoke in the cold air.

"Is she here again?"

Victoria's attitude toward the Argerich faction, which was not her own camp, was very subtle.

Gently scratching the wooden window frame with her nails, Victoria asked in a low voice, "What about Avro?"

"Her Royal Highness Victoria, Miss Avro Argerich...are now in the bath with Her Royal Highness Grace."

Why is she with the imperial sister again?And we have to take a shower together?

Instinctively, she wanted to expel Afro, but when Victoria thought of Grace questioning her with red eyes a few days ago, she couldn't help but get entangled.

If there is a mother-like excessive desire to control Grace, it is the reason for her misunderstanding...

Should we be decisive now and cut it off directly?

And now we need to test the relationship between Argerich and Grace, and we need to take a long-term view.

With her eyebrows drooping in layers of doubt, Victoria's deep eyes scanned the night scene framed by the square windows.

"Your Highness Victoria, are you troubled?"

Caroline's mechanical questioning voice came from her ears, interrupting Victoria's thinking.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, carefully considering her words.

"Caroline, what do you think...how to transfer your liking for something?"

As a golden secretary, a subtle white light flashed in Caroline's glasses. Then she held her chin and pondered for two seconds before giving advice:

"It's okay to shift your attention and divide it for a period of time. Just like a child's toy, no matter how much you like it, you will gradually become less fond of it because of the appearance of another new toy."

"yes?……"

It makes sense, Grace needs to make some friends.

In the drifting darkness of night, the cold winter wind blows on your face and wakes you up.

Victoria endured the strange feeling in her heart. She looked up at the clock on the wall that pointed to 09:30. She pondered for a while and whispered,

"It's already nine o'clock. Go and ask the maids to open a bunk in Grace's bedroom and let them talk carefully."

"Yes, Your Highness Victoria."

Caroline was used to Victoria's almost self-destructive behavior and complied without changing her expression.

……

When Grace returned to the bedroom first, accompanied by Sarah, she saw the maids eagerly opening a comfortable floor on the cashmere carpet next to them.

The maids were busy explaining, "This is what Her Highness Victoria meant."

Grace suddenly fell silent.

Avro accepted the idea of ​​staying here more quickly than Grace imagined.

You can even taste a little excitement from the raised corners of her mouth.

Of course, she wasn't afraid of what the full-faced Avro would do.

In the bathtub, Afro was shivering and her face was so red that she didn't dare to move. What kind of disturbance could she make in the bedroom?

Avro is not threatening at all. To put it simply, Avro is just a delicate and weak 0!

What Grace fears is the system.

Rubbing her temples in annoyance, the girl leaning on the bed suddenly let out a long sigh.

Why butter world?Why does Avro's penis increase so quickly?

No, I have to find a way to survive tonight.

……

It was almost ten o'clock when Afro returned to the bedroom with a fragrant smell after bathing.

Grace did not read a book this time, but leaned against the bed with her hands folded.

She was wearing light black pajamas, with her black hair hanging down on her chest. She looked like a dark elf in the night against the bright glass chandelier.

Afro also changed into a white silk sling nightgown at this time. Her bare shoulders were round and white, exuding a slightly childish style.

The suspicious flush is like semi-permanent makeup, fixed on the cheeks.

With the radiance of expectation flowing in her green eyes, Afro whispered:

"Now lift up your skirt and...massage me?"

Looking at Avro who poured the potion into her palm and rubbed the effect with her beautiful tender hands, Grace looked at the girl's vagina with a frosty expression.

88!Good guy!He didn't listen to his own words at all!

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94. Afro’s drunken confession

After bathing, her soft blond hair flowed down her silky white skirt. Avro was half-kneeling on the bed, her beautiful feet resting on the edge of the bed, like some kind of cute canine creature.

Didn't you say you don't like yourself?

Why are you rushing up again?

Grace didn't know whether to be happy or annoyed. She sighed softly, glanced at Avro subtly, and stopped talking.

"you……"

"Huh? I'm just helping you with your treatment."

Avro moved forward, with a clean expression on her crimson cheeks. She frowned slightly and looked at Grace carefully.

"What's wrong...? Are you afraid of the pain? I'll be gentle and it won't be very painful this time."

She said that as if coaxing a child, she pinched her index finger and thumb together, trying to dilute the bad impression of the massage with cute movements.

"understood."

Grace responded with a straight face. She slowly opened the quilt, straightened her weak legs, and lifted off the lace black nightgown.

Avro stared at all these actions with burning eyes, making Grace feel a little embarrassed.

Do you think it's an invitation?

I don't know when Grace got used to Avro being so aggressive. Even if she didn't want to, her body had already taken the initiative. She could only maintain a serious expression and strictly guard the last trace of dignity.

"I just need the effect to be better, I'm not afraid of pain."

"Don't worry, I will be very gentle..."

Avro coaxed her face slightly and said innocently and gently, rubbing her knees forward, and her warm white palms were about to fall on the bare feet with bulging ankles.

But under Avro's strangely shining eyes, Grace always felt like a rabbit caught in a trap.

Strange, so strange.

It was like arriving in the scorching summer in an instant, and my body warmed up just after taking a bath.

Special emotions lingered invisibly, and they became cautious to avoid looking at each other.

Afro bit her lower lip gently, and then started to massage gently.

The green-white fingertips first touched the smooth instep, and then the hot potion began to be applied to the skin.

In the winter, her earlobes were so hot that she needed ice water to cool them down. Grace held her breath and picked up the books placed on the pillow again.

She twirled the paper, lowered her head, and allowed the pain and tenderness to invade her legs step by step.

"If it hurts, you can tell me. You don't have to hold it back..."

Avro was still comforting her thoughtfully, but Grace's eyes had begun to wander, and the black writing on the book was like fuzzy ants melting into a ball.

"Next, it may be very painful. Just bear with it for a while and I will reward you later."

The heart-wrenching feeling hit her instantly, her consciousness was in a trance, and a hazy white light flashed back in her vision. Grace gritted her teeth and tried her best to hold it back.

She could no longer hear clearly what Avro said. The girl's body shrank into a ball, her face pressed against the cold, patterned bedside board, her beautiful fingers tightly holding the edge of the book, and her breathing was like a dried fish. Panting.

"Hello? Does it hurt?"

Avro came forward worriedly and gently patted Grace's back with her hand to calm her down.

"I have put it at the lowest level... Really, I was so afraid of pain. I don't know where I had the courage to jump off the building at that time."

It took a long time for the light in Grace's pupils to gradually gather.

"It doesn't actually hurt, it's nothing important."

She panted and turned white, but she was still trying to show off. At the same time, she pushed Afro's hand away and quickly covered her exposed skin under her nightgown.

Her movements were smooth and neat, as if the girl in front of her was some kind of savage beast.

Avro fell backwards according to the inertia, and finally sat smoothly on the soft princess bed in a duck-sitting position.

She raised her hand and looked at her beautiful fingers, and realized one thing - she was disliked...

However, he had long been accustomed to the way of getting along with Her Royal Highness. Avro picked up the candies that had been prepared and wrapped in colorful sugar coating from the bedside table, and handed them to Grace, who kept patting her chest and calming her breath.

"award."