Fast Travel: Passerby A, she has the aura of a heartthrob

Chapter 87 The Sacrificial Saintess of Western Fantasy (51)

Cyril's comfort made Bev feel a little better. She raised her head and hugged the man in front of her tightly with tears in her eyes.

"Cyril, shall we hold a wedding? You will never abandon me, will you?"

Cyril's body became stiff, facing Bev who was looking at him with love on his face, the words of promise seemed to be blocked in his mouth, and he still couldn't speak out when he moved his lips.

His silence caused Bev's heart to gradually cool down. She clenched her palm tightly so she didn't question Cyril in public.

At the end of the selection of the gods, there are very few people who can make the crystal ball shine. In the plot, only Bev, who has received the blessing of the God of Light, can make the crystal ball shine.

After the selection, Yu Shu became a favored person under the auspices of the bishop, led the crowd to pray under the statue of light, and then blessed them.

Yu Shu had just become a God's Blessed One, and she was worried that not many people were willing to let her bless her. She didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic, and they came to her side very appreciatively, with their heads slightly lowered, waiting for her to bless them.

Putting her hands on top of their foreheads, Yu Shu didn't mobilize the power to flow to her fingertips. After a while, she actually heard their prayers.

[I hope there will be two more piggies in the family. 】

[God of light, bless my wife to give birth safely. 】

【I hope my father's legs will get better soon. 】

……

Listening to the voice that kept rushing into her ears, Yu Shu blessed every word of them with a warm smile, making their prayers come true.

The evil god and Caesar watched from a distance as she blessed everyone equally. Yu Shu's white face seemed to be shrouded in a warm halo in the sun, and her smile coincided with that of the God of Light in a daze. .

It was already evening when all this was over, and Yu Shu's legs were a little sore when she got into the carriage. Caesar massaged her with a special technique, and the evil god, who had found a good driver in advance, sat behind Yu Shu and squeezed her. shoulder.

The clone of the same person served her like a loyal waiter, and the movements of their hands couldn't be more gentle. The hot breath of the two hit her ankles and the side of her neck, showing their extreme strength in different ways. Yu Shu couldn't help feeling like she was playing ntr (green hat literature).

Yu Shu didn't feel awkward for a long time, maybe because she was too tired today, or maybe because she was too comfortable, she slowly fell asleep relying on the evil god.

I didn't realize that the temperature of the body behind her and the hand holding her ankle was getting hotter and hotter. Even the breath was hot with moisture. The breath sprayed on her body, making a layer of attractive powder on her skin. .

When Yu Shu woke up again, she had already arrived in the room of the temple. She stood up with her hands up, feeling her body was sore, and the cloth was rubbing against her skin, and her skin was still aching, and her eyes melted with doubt.

She lowered her head and pulled up a corner of her clothes, trying to see if she had bumped into the painful back waist, but that position was not easy to see, no matter how hard Yu Shu tried to look, she couldn't see it.

As soon as Caesar came in, he saw the girl lowered her eyes in confusion, holding a corner of a piece in her hand, and looking back.

The waistline is very beautiful, where the girl is trying to look, there are mottled and charming marks on the snow-white flesh.

If she went to look in the mirror, she would see not only the back waist, but also the back waist extending to the neck, covered with these imprints of being unable to bear the anger and carefully sucking.

Caesar suppressed a certain emotion, walked over and held Yu Shu's face, and turned her face upright.

"What Miss Yu Shu wants to see, I can help you."

She couldn't help rubbing her face against the catnip-scented palm, and the thin calluses on the other's hand rubbed her face, causing a numbness.

Yu Shu looked at the man trustingly and said, "Wait for me to look at the lower back, if I was bumped, it hurts a bit."

(End of this chapter)