Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 4351 Memory: The First Milk Thistle

The night fell in the dark, staring silently at what was happening in front of me.

The bones of the government moved back and forth.

The **** bones of the king walked back and forth.

No one found her presence.

If it is not because she can talk to other people in memory.

If it is not that the **** king will be drunk, treat her as a phoenix.

She must doubt...

These people, who are **** bones, actually can’t see her...

Otherwise, with the strength of the blood-bone king, and the bones to defend the strength of those people.

How could it be so long that she could not detect her existence?

The night clearing said that the face was awesome.

Toss a day down.

The blood-bone king is feeding and is also a child.

He was already physically and mentally exhausted.

He put the child on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bed and gently stroking the baby's body, breathing heavily.

Until now, he felt that all this was not true.

Suddenly, he has one more child.

The blood-bone king hangs his eyes and stares deeply at the sleeping face of the little baby. The eyebrows seem to have been stained with a trace. For the memories of the past: "Your mother... It’s really a big heart, so I handed you over. My hand."

He laughed aloud: "I don't worry, she will retaliate against her children because of everything she has done to me?"

This sentence is lost.

He laughed low again.

It’s just this laugh, showing obvious pain.

"She certainly doesn't worry... she knows from beginning to end, how much I love her, so... I dare to be unscrupulous and give you to me."

His hand gently touched the smooth skin of the little baby.

One touched the piece of softness.

The strength of his fingers is not consciously light.

I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will cut through the delicate skin of a baby.

"You... like your mother, I have no heart, and I can sleep so sweet in the home of a stranger."

There is a clear change in the tone of the blood-bone king: "It’s all right, I can’t force myself, hurt her heart...”

He looked at the baby's gaze and became softer and softer.

The whisper of the muzzle is also soft.

He slowly closed his eyes and put his hand on the little baby. He was very gentle: "Although I don't know what happened in the realm of the gods, I don't know what happened to your mother... but Since your mother gave me to you, I will take care of you."

in mind.

The woman is constantly saying over and over again -

"I only believe in you, and only you can believe it!"

"The only person I can believe now is you!"

Believe……

She really... I know, his feelings for her...

I don't know how long it has been.

The **** bones of the king's breath slowly and smoothly.

Inside the house, one big and one small, both sleep very stable.

The night fell for a long time.

Only slowly came out from the dark.

When she was quietly approaching, her eyes were always staring at the **** bones.

Until I reached the bedside, I was not alarmed by the **** bones.

She snorted and breathed, and her eyes crossed the **** king and landed on the little baby.

A small group.

Wrapped in soft, soft silk.

Little fat fingers, I do not know when to hold a finger of the blood bones.

Do not know why.

His eyes fell on the little baby.

The chest that clears the night will surge in an inexplicable mood.

It's just like……

There is something that burns in the chest.

Not like the burning feeling.

It's just……

There is a fluctuation in the flames, and a little bit of turbulence.

(End of this chapter)