Your Royal Highness, I will eventually save you!

Miss Angel raised her eyes to look at him, a trace of inexplicable emotion appeared in her deep golden eyes, she didn't reach out to reach for the dessert in front of her, her eyes lowered slightly, and then she looked at the books on the table.

"She has already gone back." Miss Angel's expression was flat, as if explaining a very ordinary thing: "Aren't you with her?"

The smell of vinegar is a bit strong...Liton thumped in his heart. The tried-and-tested strategy for developing desserts was not very effective. He racked his brains, and instead of rushing to answer, he asked carefully: "... Doris, are you tired?"

"Not tired." Miss Angel said concisely.

"..."

Nonsense, I heard it all... Litton hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood behind her, stretched out his big hands and landed on her fragrant shoulders, gently kneading, Miss Angel slightly It stiffened for a moment, and then struggled a little, but not too much. Instead, it seemed like a twitch. Litton pretended not to pay attention, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no problem.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Litton asked again tentatively: "Doris, desserts can replenish energy, and eating some desserts can also relieve physical fatigue when you are tired."

"..."

Miss Angel pursed her red lips lightly, intending to say that she was not tired, but the numbness on her shoulders caused inexplicable emotions to surge in her heart, and her slightly irritated heart gradually calmed down. After a long while, she looked up at the matcha cake and Xue Mei Niang on the table in front of her, then raised her hand and picked up a small dumpling of Xue Mei Niang to taste it.

Litton saw that she was already willing to accept the dessert, and she was basically not angry about what happened just now. To a certain extent, Miss Angel was also easy to coax, just a little jealous.

I finished rubbing my shoulders.

Litton sat down again, and held her snow-white bare feet again, until the dead of night.

......

late at night.

in the manor.

In a room, Steele was sitting in front of the table, browsing through the mountain of documents on the table one by one, when the curtains hanging on the curtains suddenly rustled, and a figure had disappeared at some point appeared in the room.

Steele raised his eyes slightly and looked in front of him.

A slightly green face came into her eyes, she glanced at it, then continued to work without taking it seriously, Litton had no choice but to step forward cheekily, "Shouldn't I say hello when I'm here?"

"Hello." Steele greeted simply and bluntly.

"..."

He immediately stepped forward and removed the documents Steele was browsing, reached out and lifted her chin, leaned down and kissed her red lips deeply, Steele let out a cute whining struggle There were voices of protest, but this futile protest quickly disintegrated, and she let it be taken.

a long time.

Lip points.

Steele's whole body leaned against him, a faint look of confusion appeared in his purple eyes, and he looked at Litton in front of him, mixed with a trace of resentment: "Go and find your little Jiaohua , comforted Xiao Jiaohua at home, and now come to perfunctory me."

"Where is it?"

Litton immediately took out a strawberry-flavored cake and some cream puffs from the dark blue ring: "A surprise specially prepared for you."

"What is this?" Steele was a little puzzled.

"A new type of dessert, this one is called a cake, and this one is called a puff, and I specially rushed to make it overnight for you." Litton said without blushing.

Chapter 307 It Seemed Like Rain Brought Into It Last Night

"Dessert?"

Steele was taken aback when he heard the words, his purple pupils couldn't help showing a trace of curiosity and scrutiny, and looked at the strawberry cake and puffs he put on the table.

It was the first time she had seen this kind of dessert.

Especially the layer of white cream and strawberry-flavored jam on top of the cake. Just looking at it, an inexplicable appetite surged in my heart, and then I looked at the spherical puffs.

"Well, this is a dessert I specially made for you. I've already tasted it, and it's very good." Litton saw her somewhat delicate and naive expression, which was a little cute for a while, Litton's heart moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand A little bit of cream was applied to her delicate lips: "Try it, this thing is called cream, it tastes very good, and it goes very well with cakes."

Hearing this, Steele subconsciously stretched out his pink tongue and licked it, and then his eyes lit up, a burst of unprecedented creaminess and milky fragrance, as a businessman, he immediately realized that if he took it out and packaged it for publicity, it would even become a Necessities in banquets of upper-class nobles.

Lytton urged, "Try it?"

Steele was not pretentious, and tasted it with her small mouth slightly open. The deliciousness bloomed in her mouth and taste buds. Her eyes lit up immediately, as if the valve had been opened. She couldn't stop for a while. The strawberry flavored cake is solved.

"Try another puff?"

Litton reached out and picked up a puff and fed it to her lips. Steele blinked slightly, then opened his mouth, swallowed the puff on his mouth, and chewed it in small bites.

"How does it taste?" Lytton asked.

"It's delicious." There was some indescribable satisfaction and happiness in her eyes.

"Can you forgive me now?" Lytton said.

Steele cast a coquettish look at him when he heard the words, and snorted softly: "This time, because of your sincerity, I will reluctantly forgive you. Next time if you dare to drive me away, I will kill you." Things are broken!"

hiss!

Litton's crotch felt cold immediately, and he smiled coyly: "This is not a joke."

Steele raised his chin and snorted: "Who are you kidding? If you don't come tonight, come back the next day, I'll break the bad thing about looking for opportunities."

Litton froze.

Immediately afterwards, seeing the sly and sneering look in her eyes, Litton immediately realized that this little elf had played tricks on him again.

"Eh... what are you doing?"

suddenly.

Steele exclaimed coquettishly, and his whole body was already lying on him in a whirl, the bodies were close to each other, the breathing between each other was clearly audible, and bursts of fragrant fragrance permeated the body, Litton subconsciously took a deep breath greedily , and then whispered in her earlobe, Steele's snow-white pretty face flushed slightly, and he looked at him angrily: "What if someone else comes in?!"

"It's already midnight, who would come in." Litton blinked and joked, "Besides, you didn't invite me over."

"..."

Steele snorted, and leaned against him as if he was a little unsteady, a tinge of red appeared on his swan-like snow-white neck.

Two people, one chair.

......

the next day, sunny

Inside the room.

It rained heavily last night, just woke up, Steele squinted his eyes slightly, and then looked at Litton, who was sitting in front of the table, who was sitting in front of the table. She was a little curious for a while, so she couldn't help but take a look.

"Little man, what are you doing?"

But Litton seemed to have just finished, and at the same time noticed that she had woken up, he turned his head and looked at Steele who woke up on the bed, he smiled lightly, and then said: "Come and see, it just ended gone."

Steele put on a piece of clothing casually, and then took a slightly curious look, his purple eyes startled, "Is this... a stigmata?"

"An intermediate stigmata, which can strengthen the synthesis of the body. I only constructed a simplified version of the advanced stigmata for you last time, but I forgot about it for a while." Litton took the newly constructed advanced stigmata construction paper Taking it up, it is the body strengthening of the intermediate stigmata, which acts on the body and can bring the comprehensive strength of the body to a higher level.

"Hurry up and print it." Litton stretched his waist and said.

Steele was not in a hurry to rub the stigmata on her body, she stretched out her hand to hold his slightly green face and leaned against her breast quietly, and she said: "Little man, hide this kind of thing by yourself." , cannot be fully exposed.”

Facing the sudden facial cleanser, Litton was startled for a moment, then he came back to his senses and listened to her words quietly. After a while, he put his arms around her slender waist and said, "You have already The most important things have been entrusted to me, and I don't need to hide anything from you anymore."

He looked at her slightly puzzled eyes, then his voice paused, and he said with a light smile: "Didn't you already entrust your life to me?"

Steele stared at him in a daze, her mouth opened slightly, her eyes were a little dazed, a little excited, more touched and happy, with tears glistening, and after a long while, she turned around pretending to be coquettish, and said, "Who said I I entrust my life to you."

She said again: "My sister is going to change her clothes, and I will rub this stigmata on later. I don't have time to accompany you, so you should go back and accompany your beautiful flowers in the golden house."

"I'm leaving."

Litton blinked.

I heard the door slam.

Steele didn't turn his head back, but said with a somewhat stiff tone: "I'll be angry if I stay here any longer!"

Litton, who had originally pretended to leave, felt a little resentful on the spot: "Then I will really leave."

"hurry up!"

"..."

Litton didn't say anything, he just stepped forward and gave her a gentle hug.

Steele pursed her lips tightly, feeling each other's body temperature quietly. After a while, Litton left. The teardrops in her eyes were obviously just a very common sentence, but the tears in her eyes stopped. She didn't want Litton to stay, just because she guessed that her current appearance after crying was very ugly.

She didn't want to present her ugly posture in front of him.

Stay in the room for a long time.

Steele had just sorted out all the matters, and the intermediate stigmata rubbed on her body directly raised her physical strength to a higher level. When she remembered what happened just now, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile, and after a while , came to the room that he specially used for office work, and happened to see his personal maid, Martha, cleaning the floor.

"Martha?" Steele asked in confusion.

"Ah... Miss, good morning." Martha looked back subconsciously, and then replied respectfully: "It rained heavily yesterday. Things got wet, so I hurried to clean them up."

Steele's snow-white face flushed immediately.

Chapter 308 The "powers" behind him with hands and eyes all over the sky

noble district

Litton came back to the block, and immediately found that the blood stains and corpses that should have existed on the street had been cleaned up by the Atirantes family without any traces. A dozen or twenty sequence powerhouses were there late last night. The things that fell here seemed to have never happened, and there was not even any abnormal smell in the air.

"The royal party is half a month away..."

Litton muttered to himself.

According to Steele's explanation to him, the biggest role of the royal family's friendship is to build a good relationship between the royal family and other nobles, and the nobles can also use this opportunity to expand their own contacts, If you can get in touch with the children of the royal family at the party, it will be a blood profit for the nobles.

"But I don't seem to have anything to do with me other than giving this drop of the source of the silver moon to Connie..."

He took out a condensed drop of water from the deep blue ring, which was the source of the silver moon that Steele entrusted him to use to build a good relationship with the first princess Connie, while secretly thinking about life The promise of the tree.

How will we take her away at that time... A strange emotion welled up in Litton's heart, and he muttered to himself: "Dig out the whole tree? This is too weird... "

......

Orpheus family

It was already noon when Walter woke up in the morning. The pressure accumulated in his heart from the events of the previous two days was too great, and he fell asleep until noon. He just woke up, and suddenly remembered what he ordered yesterday.

Logically speaking, after a whole night, his family's intelligence network should have sorted out the information and presented it to him, but the processing of information by this family's intelligence network was unexpectedly poor.