This is My Heroic Path

To be precise, he was staring at the mark on his neck.

Originally, there was a bright red lip mark on An Zhiyu's neck, and under that lip mark, there was actually a very shallow mark, but there was no doubt that this was also a mark left by the lips.

The original excitement in Morgan Le Fay's heart receded slowly, and her smile also subsided a lot. She put her right hand on An Zhiyu's face, and stared into his eyes.

It's like a piece of cake secretly hidden in the refrigerator. She originally planned to stay in the evening to taste it carefully, but when she was about to taste it, she found that someone had touched the cream on the cake... and the place where the other person ate it was very similar to her .

This is simply a provocation, a naked provocation!

"Where did it come from?" Morgan Le Fay's tone was a little colder than before, as if jealousy was burning in his heart.

"Lily wouldn't do this kind of thing... who did this?"

Chapter 109 Black Eat Black, Morgan is Really a Gentle Big Sister

"Where did it come from?" An Zhiyu didn't seem to have reacted yet.

"Sister Morgan, what are you talking about?"

It's no wonder, at that time, suddenly encountered the enemy's surprise attack, how could there be free time to pay attention to whether there were marks on his neck or not.

Looking at Morgan's cold eyes, An Zhiyu became alert.

I almost forgot, this person is the Goddess of Death, an existence with an unpredictable temper, and she was almost addicted to it just now.

Morgan Le Fay stroked the faint mark on An Zhiyu's neck with his fingers, his eyes seemed to burst into anger.

But after noticing the strangeness in An Zhiyu's eyes, she quickly woke up, and her usual indifferent smile returned to her face.

"It's okay, I'm just making a little joke with you." She sat back on the bed and straightened her collar.

"You rest first, I have something to take care of."

Is it so sudden?

An Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the woman in front of her again, with a gentle smile on her face.

"As for the traitor, I want to investigate first. As for the imprint...I'll pass it on to you in two days."

An Zhiyu couldn't help being taken aback, "Have you got any clues about the traitor?"

"Well...well." Morgan said with a smile, "Go to sleep, and let me take care of the rest."

As expected of Morgan, his performance all the time has made people feel very mysterious. Did he actually have clues of the mole so soon?

Regarding Morgan's intelligence news, An Zhiyu secretly admired it.

But I always feel that something is wrong with Morgan.

After watching Morgan Le Fay leave, An Zhiyu's eyes still stayed at the place where Morgan disappeared before, recalling what she said just now, and the place where her fingers touched before.

The mark of the goddess of death... So is this thing real or fake? !

He's not an idiot either, so it's impossible to completely believe Morgan's words, but what she said at the time was indeed well-founded, and there was indeed a red mark on her chest.

As for whether it is the mark of the goddess of death, it is not known.

Thinking about it, An Zhiyu soon felt a sense of drowsiness. He slowly closed his eyes, thinking to himself: I hope I can meet Master after falling asleep this time.

...Although it is basically impossible.

***

Milo sat on the bedside, humming a song, and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

At this time, the girl was wearing a thin pink nightgown, her pink hair was casually draped over her back, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed in the air, and her two tender white feet were fighting with each other, just like a child playing The game is the same.

"Finally got close to King Arthur for once. I heard that he is under sixteen years old. I didn't expect to be so strong." Milo lay on the bedside, shaking his head slightly.

She left her own mark on King Arthur's neck today, and in return, it's time for her to have King Arthur's mark on her next time.

It is not difficult to do this kind of thing. She is very confident in her appearance, which can be seen from the eyes of those servants.

Oh, and the same goes for the two older brothers.

It is really incomprehensible that she is their sister, but she would try to attack her.

That father is also an old pervert, and he would have desires for the children born by his lover, which is simply perverted.

But this just confirms her beauty. If she is not very beautiful, she will not attract so many people's love.

For a king as young as that, he could be hooked with a little seduction, and the only thing he had to worry about was how to get close to that king and get along with him alone.

As long as she gave herself to him, she would have plenty of ways to control King Arthur.

But it looks like it will take a while longer.

"King Arthur..." Milo murmured the name softly, recalling what happened today, his face slowly flushed, his slender fingers like green onions slowly stretched into his stomach along his smooth thighs, and the other hand Slowly climbed up to one of them and stood proudly, panting slightly.

"I really want to get Arthur soon..."

"Arthur..." The panting sound gradually increased, Milo's toes slowly arched, light sweat leaked from his skin, and a seductive voice came out of his mouth.

"Arthur, Arthur..."

"Arthur... Is that so, you don't know his name?" Suddenly a sweet voice came from beside her. She didn't know when she stood beside Milo, observing Milo with a smile on her face. lo.

"While doing this kind of thing, she would call out a man she has known for less than half a month. She is quite a promiscuous girl."