The time-stopping dragon does whatever it wants

But Chrissy didn't hate the way she felt now.

Carl hugged Chris's body. She was half a head taller than Carl, but she had a slender figure, and her long legs accounted for most of her height.

So when I carried a pair of long legs in my arms, it didn't look weird.

"Why..."

Carl sighed, he had been doing this for a long time, and even though Chris tried her best to hide it, she couldn't hide the strange blush on her cheeks.

His experience points did not increase.

Therefore, gentle postures do not increase experience points.

Carl looked at Wycriss's pretty face. Since he couldn't gain any experience points, he decided to be rough and end it quickly.

But the next second, after Chris met his eyes, a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye.

"?" Carl was stunned. This expression was definitely shy.

This was the first time he saw such an expression on Chris's face.

Chris has always been a strong and independent-minded type, but she actually showed such a little girlish side.

After a brief hesitation, Carl decided to finish it in the current position, lowering the frequency but reaching the top every time.

He soon felt the difference, he felt more hydrated than ever and his muscles were tighter.

Karl had good physical strength, and the whole process lasted for fifteen minutes before he suddenly felt Chris suddenly close her eyes, her muscles tightened, and her toes tightened on the two feet on his shoulders.

Her body was shaking slightly, but it was obvious that her consciousness kept the reaction to a minimum.

Carl also vomited while trembling slightly.

The two hugged each other for a while.

Until Chris's body completely calmed down and then got off him, the whole process revealed a kind of stiffness of pretending to be calm.

Neither of them spoke.

Chris picked up her nun's uniform and put it on, returning to her usual dignified ladylike self.

"Time stop lifted."

"Bishop Victoria, I'll leave the training of the city guards to you." Carl smiled, saluted to Chris, then turned and left.

Victoria watched him leave, turned his head and saw that Chris was a little absent-minded, and sighed inwardly.

She guessed that after Karl was stepped on and vomited by her, he must have done it with his daughter again.

However, she did not let her daughter know that she had physical contact with Carl, which gave her the last bit of cover.

"Chris." Victoria woke up his dazed daughter with a gentle smile: "During training, we must also ensure that the Knights rest well to avoid affecting the night battle."

"Okay, Mom!" Chris came to her senses, responded quickly, and left in a hurry.

She is very worried at the moment.

What on earth was this evil dragon up to? He was suddenly so gentle to her, and he did it so slowly that she realized she didn't hate it at all.

This evil dragon wouldn't want to develop a normal relationship with her, right?

Chris just felt a chill.

She accepted to maintain a physical relationship with Carl, but if they developed into a romantic relationship, the thought of it was terrifying given the dragon's bad temper.

"We need to explain this to him."

Chris made up her mind.

Victoria looked at his daughter's back and the expression on her face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and keenly felt that something was wrong.

But the feeling of mud in her high heels, under her stockings, between her toes, and the wetness under her belly.

"Why..."

Victoria sighed softly. Mentally, she wanted to have a mother-son relationship with Carl, but her body had its own ideas.