Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1627 You Are My Faith (Part [-])

Pushing the door open, the villa was extraordinarily quiet.

The priest put down the sacred "Bible" in his hand, took off his pure black mass uniform, and also took off his elegant glasses.

Without the noble and admirable status of a priest, at this moment, he is just an ordinary married man.

Washing hands, cleaning up, tidying up, he can always do it in an orderly manner, and no one can find any faults.

Extremely virtuous.

Entering the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator, poured milk out of it, and heated it up.

Add warm milk with a little sugar and stir.

The temperature was just right, so he carried it upstairs, step by step.

The second floor is a flat floor, and the door of the bedroom is not closed.

The man walked in and closed the door behind him.

The lights outside went out immediately, and only the bedroom was left on in the whole villa.

The curtains were drawn, and the light inside was bright and soft.

The priest gently put the milk on the bedside table, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the room.

His eyes fell on the person who was lying on the bed reading a book while shaking his legs, his light golden eyes became very soft.

Unparalleled softness.

Beautiful people, as if they have already taken a bath.

Wearing a cool nightdress, her white and straight legs dangled in mid-air.

It's really eye-catching.

The ascetic and elegant priest slowly bent down and hugged her from behind.

Kiss her soft cheeks, and don't forget to lift her long hair.

Full of intimacy and attachment.

"looking at what?"

His eyes fell on the book with her.

Still a storybook.

Mr. Priest glanced briefly, then moved away without interest.

His eyes were on her snow-white neck, and he lingered down.

The beautiful man turned a page of the book and looked at him, "Why is it so early?"

"Those kids are no longer pestering you?"

The extremely popular Mr. Father smiled lowly and bit her ear.

"So what, my kids are waiting for me, so I naturally have to go back earlier."

"Otherwise...what should I do if my child is angry?"

His voice was low, with a smile on his face, and his breathing was even hotter.

It was very hot.

Almost boiled her.

The person who was called a child blushed shamelessly.

Uncomfortably dodging his increasingly provocative movements, he said dryly, "Who do you call a child?"

"I'm an adult, I don't need you to tell bedtime stories."

He pursed his lips quietly and did not speak.

Just close your eyes, rub against her, enjoying such precious warm time.

Let his body and mind relax.

"It's really not a child anymore..."

He didn't know where he came across, and suddenly he laughed softly.

Gradually, the kiss to her changed slightly.

"..." The glamorous and innocent person's face flushed.

It seemed that he was getting angry from embarrassment, and was about to take his hand away.

"Azazel!"

She was so ashamed that her ears were red.

Mr. Priest was still laughing, his chest trembling and heaving.

She was so angry that she tried to push him, but he held her hands firmly.

The gentle and good-tempered Mr. Priest slightly hooked his lips.

Pressing her down, biting her ear while restraining her.

His eyes are gentle.

"Not angry, huh?"

"..." She blushed and didn't speak.

After a long while, he muttered: "Rogue!"

The rogue Mr. Priest was not offended by being scolded.

Instead, he picked her up.

Start to untie your belt.

"Wash together?"

He seemed to be asking for her opinion.

However, before Cecia could speak, he was already carrying her and walking towards the bathroom.

Can not help but say.

Cecia: "...!"

Big, rascal, rascal!
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——The end of the small world——

(End of this chapter)