Witch Monastery

Vajra was stunned: "Ah?"

Chapter 661: Kaisa's Dodge

Nangang District

, in the monastery.

Hawthorne was studying magic on the second floor of the study, when suddenly a light sound of footsteps came from the stairs behind him.

He had already figured out who the visitor was just by listening to the voice. However, he pretended not to hear it, put down his pen, and pretended to be in a daze staring at the magic book in front of him.

Then, a pair of jade hands suddenly covered his eyes, and Annuo deliberately asked in a low voice: "Guess who I am?"

Hawthorne straightened his back and deliberately stretched out his voice: "Well... Anyway, it can't be my dear An Nuo. It's strange, who else can smell so good and speak so nicely..."

As soon as he said this string of praise, the girl behind him couldn't help laughing. She pulled her hand back and punched him lightly on the shoulder with her little fist: "You obviously guessed it!"

Hawthorne opened his eyes and turned his head, and saw that the girl was still wearing the cream-colored sweater, which tightly outlined the curves of her upper body. Her full breasts bulged high, showing her wealth.

He reached out and held her in his arms, allowing her to sit on his lap. Then he began to put his hands in the hem of her sweater in an unruly manner, his fingertips moving up and down on the warm flesh: "Honey, have you asked for leave?"

An Nuo nodded, his voice full of excitement: "The Mithril District has sent an order, asking me to lead a team of spellcasters to cooperate with you and go to the Boro Kingdom to behead those undead. This is the attitude of Libel Port towards this."

Hawthorne nodded, kneaded the elastic and soft flesh on her waist and abdomen, and whispered in her ear: "Great, this way, we can act together again."

An Nuo's face gradually turned red. Feeling his fingers moving in an irregular manner, she immediately rubbed her body twice and began to struggle: "No, dear, it's still daytime."

"Wait until night, when everyone is asleep, then we will ..."

Her voice was full of shyness, and Hawthorne naturally would not stop: "It's okay, dear, there's no one else here anyway."

"Don't be afraid. I'll just hug you and not do anything more."

As he said this, his hands unceremoniously crawled behind her and silently unfastened the buckle of her bra.

Gently pushing up the bra underneath her sweater, his broad palms covered her firm breasts without any obstruction.

There was no longer any study atmosphere in the study room. All that remained was An Nuo's ambiguous breathing.

……

After a while, Annuo, with a red face, beat Hawthorne for a while, then tidied his clothes, turned around and went downstairs, found an excuse to "go to the kitchen to practice", and ran away.

She was really afraid that if she stayed here for even a little while longer, she would not be able to control her desire and would have sex with him right there and then.

You have to know that it is still daytime and this is also a study. What if she can't help but scream and someone else hears her... She really can't afford to lose face, so she quickly ran away.

After Anno left, Hawthorne studied for a while and felt a little tired. He had no interest in continuing studying, so he didn't force it, closed the book, and turned to leave.

Now that Annuo's vacation has been approved, the next step is to arrange the personnel changes and then prepare to depart.

This trip would take at least two or three months, or at most half a year. He couldn't feel at ease unless he arranged everything.

After he went out, he first found Cuibisi and told her the direction of the future business. Because the main enemy this time was the undead, her poison had no effect, so the witch could only look at him with tears in her eyes and obey these arrangements.

Then there was Heidi. He thought again and again that although Heidi's ability was very strong, she was quite stretched when facing the Death Knight on the Garbage Island, proving that she was not yet adapted to the real high-end game.

And if she was to clear out the miscellaneous soldiers, with her tentacles, it would seem like she was being overqualified. So after much thought, he decided to keep her this time, let her continue to lead the monastery, and then take another witch with her.

Ekta.

Although the Fire Witch's strength is low and she cannot keep up with him, her advantage is that once her fire spreads, the area it can cover is unmatched by other witches: if high-end games need to be handed over to him, Celine, Anno and others to solve, then the task of clearing out the miscellaneous soldiers will be hers.

It just so happened that most of the Death Knight's army consisted of fresh corpses, so there would be no shortage of corpse oil. Therefore, this time, the Fire Witch would definitely have a lot of room to play.

As for the other girls, for the time being, they can only stay in the monastery and maintain the normal operation of the place.

After arranging the witches, Hawthorne turned around again and walked all the way to the training room. Here, there was one last person, waiting for his dispatch.

Someone who had been avoiding him lately.

Kasha.

At this time, in the training room, Kasha was standing with her hands behind her back, inspecting the training of the battle nuns in front of her. Her long silver hair was tied into a ponytail, slanting down behind her back, and her 1.7-meter-tall head stood straight, like a sword that had been unsheathed and was now pointing to the sky.

She was only wearing a light green slim leather armor, and her chest was bulging. Although she was not as majestic as Heidi and Celine, she was still a size that could be proud of among young girls.

She put her hands behind her back and walked slowly along the edge of the training ground with her slender and straight legs, her sharp eyes sweeping across the front.

Now, in front of her, the battle nuns were divided into groups of three and then fighting as a group to accumulate practical experience, and Kassa was responsible for finding out their mistakes, pointing out their shortcomings and the room for correction.

Even in daily life, because she was the youngest, Kassa was often teased by these girls. However, when it came to training, the suppression of strength made her involuntarily exude great majesty, and no girl dared to look her in the face.

However, at this moment, the door of the training room opened, Hawthorne walked in quickly, and then walked quickly towards her.

Kasa glanced over there, and then two alluring blushes gradually appeared on her cheeks, which was visibly adorable.

She maintained her original pace, pretending to be calm as she continued to inspect the training movements of the battle nuns, but her very stiff legs undoubtedly exposed her inner panic at the moment, and even her breathing began to become uneven.

Hawthorne walked up to her, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

His breath hit her face, which made the moon elf girl even more shy. But Hawthorne didn't care about her mood anymore, and then turned around and walked out.

Kaisa took a deep breath and tried to maintain her dignity: "Stop the training and take a rest first!"

Without his guidance, their training would be ineffective and they might even make more mistakes. After asking them all to stop, Kassa turned around and walked quickly outside.

In the back, many combat nuns stopped and looked at this side in confusion. It was not yet time for the break, but they were disbanded early, which made them a little puzzled.

But looking at Kassa's back, some experienced nuns immediately understood something, and then they laughed and whispered, obviously seeing through her current state, but they didn't intend to tell her clearly for the time being.

At this time, outside the training room, Hawthorne was waiting. He didn't have to wait long before a silver-haired figure walked out of the door. It was Kassadin.

She lowered her head, still not daring to look him in the eye: "What do you want from me?"

Hawthorne didn't delay and went straight to the point: "An undead disaster broke out in the country of Bo Luo, and Leila Silverhand invited me to behead their leader. This is a very dangerous adventure. Do you want to go with me?"

Kasa still lowered her head, then nodded: "Yeah... yeah, let's go together."

Her voice sounded a little perfunctory, as if her mind was not on this at all, but was thinking about other things.

Hawthorne couldn't help frowning.

"Kasha!" His voice became more serious, "Look up and look at me!"

Kassa was startled and looked up subconsciously, meeting his gaze.

Then, with the naked eye, her skin, as soft as white jade, began to turn red, and became more and more rosy and charming.

Huo Sang took half a step and got closer: "What's wrong with you recently? I feel like you are always avoiding me, and you don't say some things properly."

"Did something happen? You can tell me directly. I can help you with anything. It doesn't matter if you did something wrong. You are still young. The goddess will forgive you."

He said this because he felt that Kassadin's recent behavior was too strange. She would turn and run away when she saw him, as if she was hiding something from him, which made him uneasy.

Then, he saw Kasa seemed to be startled, and then hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I'm fine, Father, you are worrying too much!"

Hawthorne took half a step forward, wanting to put more pressure on her, but then he saw the girl suddenly turn around and run away in embarrassment: "I have something else to do, I'll go out first!"

She covered her face and ran away. Hawthorne looked at her back and scratched his head.

What's wrong with this girl?

Chapter 662: Kasa accidentally enters the night party (I)

Hawthorne didn't know what Kasa was thinking, but in the end he just sighed.

Forget it, she has agreed to go to Borneo with me anyway. At worst, I can just ask her slowly on the way!

With this thought in mind, he shook his head and turned away.

That night.

During dinner, in front of all the nuns, Hawthorne announced his next plan. Some were happy and some were sad, but since it was his decision, no one had any objections - at most, they just had some resentment in their hearts.

But in the end, this matter was settled smoothly without any further twists and turns.

However, during the entire lunch, Kassa couldn't help but keep avoiding him, which made him worried, but he could do nothing about it.

After dinner, he took the books from the study back to his room, changed into pajamas, lay on the bed, and read while resting.

As for bathing, he had already taken one before dinner. After all, it was rare for An Nuo to come over. In the afternoon, the two of them practiced against each other in the training ground for the whole afternoon. They were both tired and sweaty, so he took a bath before dinner and changed into new clothes.

So now, he and An Nuo were both dressed in fresh clothes, lying lazily on the bed, feeling peaceful and relaxed.

He leaned against the backrest, reading quietly, while An Nuo lay beside him, looking up at his face, feeling his body and mind agitated, with an impatient feeling.

Feelings kept surging in her heart.

It's a bit embarrassing to say that in the bathroom before dinner, Hawthorne hugged her wet naked body and asked for sex, but she refused on the grounds that "it's still early and I haven't had dinner yet."

She originally thought that once they returned to the room, they would quickly begin a new love affair. However, what she didn't expect was that after dinner, he started reading instead, with no intention of starting.

This made her feel a little lonely, but she was too shy to ask for sex. After thinking for a while, she stretched out her white and tender feet and gently hooked his toes twice: "What are you looking at?"

"Spell book, learning spells." Hawthorne answered without looking up, still concentrating on the spell in front of him.

"Oh." An Nuo asked for something to say, "What kind of magic is that?"

"A seventh-level spell, Fire Storm," Hawthorne replied. "It will be very useful against the undead."

"Oh." An Nuo responded. The atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and she couldn't find any more topics to talk about.

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, she stood up, came closer, and whispered in his shoulder: "The last time?"

Hawthorne almost couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. The delaying tactic was very effective. The girl was obviously about to lose control, but she still pretended to be principled and asked him in this hypocritical way.

He thought about just being reserved and breaking her shame completely, but looking at An Nuo's expectant and blushing face, he thought about it and gave up the idea. He decided not to rush it, so he said, "Okay, let's do it 'one last time' first!"

An Nuo's face quickly turned red, but she didn't say much. Hawthorne then turned over, pressed her down on the bed, untied her pajamas, and immediately the pair of proud snow-capped peaks appeared in front of him.

The two bright red cherries have quietly become engorged and erect, showing that their owner has been excited for a long time and can't wait to be caressed by him.

Hawthorne lowered his head, opened his mouth, and gently licked and sucked on one of them.

"Um……"

The tingling beauty came to her mind, and An Nuo made a sound of enjoyment. She reached out to cover her mouth, lowered her head shyly and satisfied, and looked at Hawthorne's expression, and her body's reaction became more and more intense.

Hawthorne's other hand was not idle either, and it also climbed up to her other breast and gently squeezed it. After playing for a while, his lips left her breasts and moved down along the breasts, kissing her flat but toned belly, crossing the neatly grassed triangle area, and finally gently kissing the lips between her legs -

"Um--!"

An Nuo finally couldn't help it, and once again let out a beautiful gasp from his throat. Her plump thighs subconsciously clamped his head, making it difficult for him to breathe.

But Hawthorne did not stop his actions. He licked gently here, his tongue circling around the two vertical pink lips, and then climbed up to the buds above the lips that had already been engorged and erect, causing a strong electric current to strike Anno's mind.

The strong stimulation made her unable to help but reach out and grab his hair: "Ah——"

She let out a long scream, closed her eyes, and was about to continue enjoying it, but at this moment, Hawthorne suddenly stopped and left her lower body.

An Nuo opened her eyes in confusion, and saw him unbuttoning his pajamas and lying down beside her, saying, "Come on, lie on top of me."

An Nuo did as he said, climbed up, turned over and lay on him, looking down at his face, looking at him puzzledly: "Tonight, I'm on top?"

"No." Hawthorne looked at her and smiled, "I'll teach you. Turn around and face backwards."

Annuo turned around as she was told, with her buttocks facing forward, and then she found that the huge, blood-filled weapon in Hawthorne's lower body was inevitably touching her cheek.

Realizing what he wanted her to do, An Nuo's face immediately turned red: "No, I don't want to...ah..."

But at this moment, Hawthorne raised his head slightly and licked her flooded lower body gently. The rough tongue rubbed her lower body buds and delicate honey lips, and the wonderful stimulation hit An Nuo's mind. What he wanted to say was interrupted immediately, and a charming gasp came out of his throat.

"Dear, that's it." Hawthorne's voice sounded from behind her, "Come on, I believe in you, you can do it!"

"Go to hell!" Annuo cursed. The truth was that the previous two times, the experience of Hawthorne pushing into her throat made her almost vomit, so naturally she felt a little repulsed.

But looking at his weapon that was so hard and even a little red, and thinking that he must be in great pain, she hesitated for a moment, but her heart softened, and she stretched out her little hand and gently stroked it up and down.

Her movements were clumsy and cautious, not daring to use force, hoping to relieve his pressure in this way.

But behind her, Hawthorne did not show any disgust. He kissed her sweet lips again, licking and sucking skillfully, using his mouth to give her wonderful stimulation.

"Um……"

Wonderful stimulation came to An Nuo's mind wave after wave. His breathing became heavier and his eyes became more blurred. He had realized the real beauty of this posture.

She felt a certain emptiness in her body, and looking at the huge monster in front of her pointing at her face, she suddenly felt that the previous feeling was not so unbearable.

This time I was on top, and I wouldn't take the initiative to swallow it down my throat anyway.

Well, that should be fine.

As she thought about this, her mind began to become a little confused. She no longer rejected the contact and opened her mouth slightly, taking the lead in swallowing the huge goose egg-like head into her mouth.

"Woo..."

The wonderful feeling from her lower body continued to come in waves, urging her to give Hawthorne more feedback. Even though her movements were still very awkward, she gradually became addicted to it, enjoying the fun of playing with it and giving Hawthorne a more wonderful experience.