Body maid is very enchanting

When Wang Dong came out of the shower, Alisa was standing not far from the door of the bathroom, still wearing her maid outfit, bowed slightly, and said calmly, "Master, I'm done washing."

Wang Dong nodded, and subconsciously looked at Alisa one more time. The expression on her face didn't change much from before, but the more so, the more Wang Dong felt that something was wrong.

"Are you okay?" Wang Dong asked awkwardly.

"It's all right, master."

Alisa shook her head, and then her face remained indifferent.

Wang Dong was speechless, turned his head and went into the room to rest. This night was unusually safe. Alisa didn't come in to attack at night, and didn't forcibly forcibly forcibly stab herself with a knife and fork, but Wang Dong felt something was wrong. What's wrong?What's wrong?

But knowing that even if he asked questions, he couldn't draw any conclusions, Wang Dong simply didn't ask any questions. While enjoying his breakfast, he looked at Alisa standing beside her, looking pretty and delicious, which whetted Wang Dong's appetite.

It's just that Wang Dong's sight drifted to that towering place from time to time. Last night, in such a position, it seemed to be a vacuum...

However, although Alisa's black and white maid outfit was easy to take off, she couldn't see the clues inside. Wang Dong could only sigh secretly, and wiped out all the dishes on the plate.

It wasn't until Wang Dong wiped the corners of her lips that Alisa said, "Master, His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

"Understood, let him in."

Wang Dong is also not used to such an embarrassing situation. If Chris Feng came, it would be easier, this damn guy, he made such a mess, he must be punished soon!

Alisa opened the door, and Chris Feng was indeed at the door, with a bright smile on his face, and two men followed him, with sharp eyes and a sense of arrogance all over his body. He is the master of masters, responsible for the safety of Chris Feng.

Of course, what they were in charge of was just to block bullets for Chris Feng, and it would be useless for the two of them to deal with someone who Chris Feng couldn't handle.However, no one can question the loyalty of crazy believers to their Pope. Once there are enemies, the only way to get close to Chris is by stepping on their dead bodies.

The two men did not follow in, but turned around and stood guard at the door. When Chris entered the door, he first looked at Alisa, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Wang Dong, you are still the same as before." as boring as that."

"Fuck off!"

Even though Alisa knew some details about Wang Dong, she was still taken aback by Wang Dong's words. I am afraid that there are really not more than a handful of people in this world who dare to treat the great pope like this.

"Alyssa, go to the next room, I want to chat with Wang Dong." Chris Feng said with a smile, that handsome appearance is enough to make many nympho faint instantly, but Alyssa just Turning her gaze to Wang Dong, she is Wang Dong's maid at the moment...

Wang Dong was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Go and have a rest."

Seeing Alisa walking into the next room with a magnificent figure, there seems to be a sense of elegance in every step, not to mention every frown and smile, even the most ordinary walking, it makes people feel It looks good.

However, Chris Feng's attention was only on Wang Dong's body, and he squinted his eyes slightly, with a bit of playfulness: "Wang Dong, isn't it your favorite type? I found it with great difficulty."

It’s okay if Chris Feng didn’t say anything, but Wang Dong got a little angry when he said it, and asked angrily: “What’s the standard for your saintess? Don’t tell me whether it’s beautiful or not!”

"Bingo..." Chris Feng snapped his fingers, showed a wretched smile, and said with a dry laugh: "You guessed it, a woman who is not beautiful will definitely not be a saint."

Wang Dong was very speechless, shouldn't Achilles' Vatican be a solemn place?How can you use appearance to judge whether you are qualified to be a saint?

Chris Feng looked at Wang Dong's expression and said with a smile: "God is also a man, he likes to see beautiful beauties as saints!"

For what Chris Feng said, Wang Dong just wanted to save his mouthful of saliva, and then spray him in the face!Acridine, this kind of thing, can be the Pope?

Seeing Chris Feng's expression of being a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, Wang Dong shook his head helplessly, and turned his gaze to the room where Alisa disappeared. Wang Dong asked suspiciously: "How did you brainwash Alisa? ? For a complete stranger like me, she can actually do this..."

Wang Dong pondered for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable adjective, but Chris Feng naturally understood what he meant, so he didn't answer directly, but took a bottle of beer on the dining table, opened it, and took a sip. Only then laughed and said, "I told her that God sent an envoy down to earth. As a saint, you are her most personal maid. You must satisfy all his requirements. Your life is written for him..."

"That's it, can she agree?" Wang Dong couldn't help but widen his eyes, he couldn't, it's impossible for someone with a little IQ to agree to such a damn reason?

"Of course, she is a saint, the most devout apostle of God." Chris Feng smiled proudly with a righteous face.

Wang Dong was speechless. That's right, the Holy See is a mess that cannot be understood with common sense. Such a reason is indeed enough...

"Wang Dong, Alisa should have sacrificed last night, right? Why didn't you accept it? I specially chose Alisa's according to the type you like."

Chris Feng looked puzzled, rubbing his chin with his right thumb and forefinger, in a contemplative state.

Wang Dong: "..."

Chris laughed dryly, and drank the beer in one gulp. In front of everyone, he is the pope. He needs to pay attention to etiquette and make a gesture of fraternity, but in front of Wang Dong, he is a man of flesh and blood who likes beautiful women. Ordinary man with fine wine.

In comparison, Chris Feng prefers to be the latter.

"Wang Dong, I thought you were dead that day. I was sad for a long time, and almost wanted to come out of the Holy Land to avenge you."

Throwing the empty bottle to the corner, Chris Feng shrugged his shoulders, and his voice suddenly became low. Seeing Wang Dong looking over in surprise, Chris Feng laughed out loud: "I'm lying to you, but my strength is already It’s under control, hehe, isn’t it amazing?”

Wang Dong was moved in his heart, but seeing Chris Feng changed the subject, Wang Dong just smiled and asked following his words: "What is your control space?"

Wang Dong originally thought that Chris Feng's ability to control space should be similar to Ji Li's, and he didn't expect that Chris Feng's figure flashed, and a space was released immediately. Chris Feng stood in the middle, and the whole person was like a god. Wei, and then, an ethereal voice seemed to sound from outside the sky.

"Sinner, confess..."

Wang Dong: "..."

Well, Chris Feng is such a magician, it's a waste of his talent if he doesn't become the pope!

Chris Feng's control space is actually purification, which can judge all hostile forces. In his control space, everyone's ability will decline, and they will even be purified in his control space...

"Hey, Wang Dong, what about your control ability?" Chris Feng was very curious. For a perverted person like Wang Dong, his control space must be extremely perverted, right?

As soon as the voice fell, Chris Feng suddenly discovered that a control space exactly like himself was released centered on Wang Dong.

I wipe!It is impossible for Wang Dong to have a purified control space, the only possibility is - copy!Day, can you be a little more perverted?