I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

"Worried? Then you still forcefully kiss me!"

Yan said angrily: "I guess you just stretched out your claws to me because you saw that I couldn't move, you—"

He suddenly bent down, leaned close to Rita's ear under Rita's flustered eyes, felt the softness on his chest, and blew lightly.

"Slut!"

"Idiot, idiot!?"

Being poked into something, Rita's narrow face faded away, and turned red.

Even when she thinks about it now, that scene still seems to be engraved deep in her mind, she can vaguely recall the soft touch of the lip film, and the hot breath sprayed on her fair face, even with her body temperature. It gradually became hot, as if a flame was burning in the bottom of my heart.

Rita couldn't help turning her head away, and her soft forehead hair hung down, blocking her shy and blushing face.In her memory, there are many names that others use to describe herself, but this is the first time someone uses adjectives like crazy and crazy to describe her.

How should I put it, although a sense of humiliation inevitably arose in her heart, but... the beating of her heart seemed to be telling a certain strange emotion that she tried her best to hide.

There is a saying that every Shaking S is a potential stock of Shaking M!

The atmosphere became glamorous for a while, and Yan still maintained the posture of pressing Rita on the bed. The slipped bed cover faintly revealed the plump and round whiteness under the beauty's thin hospital clothes, which dazzled people's eyes.

Now that the twilight is deep and there is no one around, the faintly blowing wind seems to stir up the unquenched desire in Ian's heart.

"By the way, Rita." He licked his dry lips, the drumming in his chest seemed to be thundering, and his eyes became extremely aggressive: "Do you remember the promise you made to me before?"

"Promise, commitment?"

Rita's eyes wandered, and she couldn't calm down to remember at all. Even her breathing became disordered, and her heart beat violently.

"Yes, you said it." He let go of the hand holding Rita, and then he turned over and climbed onto the bed, almost pressing on Rita's slender and tender body, revealing a kind of silence. And the impulse and desire of metaphor.

"—willing to accept all my punishments."

That was when he was still a good-for-nothing salted fish, and Rita sent him away happily from an altitude of [-] meters with a little trick. Later, in order to make up for it, Rita said this sentence, which made him remember it all the time. Words now.

If time could be turned back, he would like to ask Sister Tazi if she would have expected that the cowardly man would become so strong when she made this promise.

Yan knelt on Rita's waist with his knees respectively, and supported her head with his hands, condescendingly looking down at the beauty who seemed to be imprisoned in a cage, and his breathing couldn't help but heavy.

How should I put it, he didn't realize until now... that he is actually a carnivorous type.

"Ya, Lord Yaen, what do you want to do...?" Rita was really a little panicked. She looked at Yaen who was like a wild beast, and suddenly felt that she had become a prey that was about to be eaten up. .

Yann wanted to say fuck you, but then he thought it was not very elegant.

So he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Punish you, this is what you promised me a long time ago."

He stretched out his hand, picked up Rita's delicate chin, admired her beautiful face, then slid down to the collarbone, and finally stroked that full curve.

"Please, please wait a moment!" Rita felt her voice trembling, her wine red eyes reflected that somewhat scary face: "This is in the ward!"

"Isn't this more exciting?"

"I, I am a wounded patient!"

"Oh, is it true, then I have to check it myself!"

"Eh? Ah! Lord Yaen! You, you, you, you seem to have something... It hit me!"

"Oh, that's a chocolate bar, I'm going to feed you..."

what the hell! ?

Rita's eyelashes kept trembling, and there was a trace of panic in her heart that she had never seen before. She tried to stop Yaen's movements, but the other party was not moved at all, as if he was dazzled by lust.

After being a virgin for eighteen years, he finally had the opportunity to eat meat, how could he, Yan, just let it go!

As my father told him before, don't wait until the girl you like runs away with someone else to regret it!

Ian felt that his whole body was being burned by the fire of desire, and when he was about to go one step further——

Suddenly, he heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground outside the door.

"Rita, I made some soup and brought it to you!"

The voice moved from far to near, and in the next instant, the closed door of the room was opened, revealing a trace of long golden hair.

For a moment, both Rita and Ian felt a strong warning of crisis!

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PS: After finishing writing, I found that it was still too out of line, so I changed more than a thousand words, and the next chapter is Shura Field.

63: Destiny's Strongest S-Class Green Valkyrie

Ulandal said that it was finally her turn to show her talents!

The evening was getting darker, the sun was setting, and the sky was as red as blood.

In the kitchen, the strongest S-rank Valkyrie, the captain of the Immortal Blade team, and the holder of the Key of Creation·Black Abyss White Flower——Bianca Urandale Atagina is eager to try, There was a firm look in his eyes, and his golden-like long curly hair was tied into a high ponytail, revealing his white and slender neck.

There are rows of pots and pans and nutritional supplements in front of her, and an apron with a Q-version cartoon pattern is tied around her waist, as if she is about to do a big job.

That's right, the adjutant miss who gets along day and night for her!

As an inseparable companion, Ulandal felt that this was an excellent opportunity.

Thinking about the past daily life, Rita almost took care of her daily life, cooking, cleaning and washing clothes, including some ordinary clothing matching.

Basically, she has been in charge of everything except fighting until now, and she has never complained. She can be called a virtuous and good wife who is diligent and thrifty!

As for myself, it seems that apart from giving her gifts every year on her birthday, I really haven't really thanked others very much.

This is also something that can't be helped, after all, my adjutant is really capable!

But now, because she was injured during the mission, she needs to lie on the hospital bed for a while, that is to say——

She needs someone to take care of her!

Then, it is self-evident who is the best person to take care of her!

Youlandelle hummed happily, with a rare and cute expression, and the movements of her hands rose and fell with a brisk rhythm, as if she was dancing.

She decided to make a bowl of great tonic soup for Rita herself, to nourish her body. The insulated lunch box was ready, and she tasted it herself.

Well, although it is much worse than Rita's own, but this kind of thing is about one's heart, and the taste is second.

After Ulandal packed it carefully, she looked up at the sky outside the window.

The deep twilight was reflected in her eyes, like light falling into it.

"almost."

She murmured, took off her apron and changed into casual clothes, ready to leave for the hospital.

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Rita has always been busy with work, and as a Valkyrie writing maid, she would take a broom to clean the room even on her off day. She must have been used to busy days, and sometimes she would not know how to bear it when she was free. I can't stand loneliness.

Maybe I should take time out to spend more time with her.

Looking up at the gate of the hospital in front of her, Ulandal was only concerned about her adjutant.

She was about to go in, but she happened to bump into the Archbishop of Fate coming out and Miss Amber, the secretary, who was following behind him.

"bishop."

"Oh? It's Urandale." Otto also spotted Urandale, and he glanced at the incubator in her hand, with a slightly strange expression on his face: "Are you here to deliver dinner to Rita?"

"Yes."

Urandale nodded, taking it for granted

"You didn't do it yourself, did you?"

"Any questions?"

"No." Otto said quietly, "It's just that you haven't cooked a meal for me in all these years..."

"Excuse me, your body doesn't need to eat anymore."

Crit!

Otto frowned and covered his chest, expressing a little injury.

"Forget it, I won't delay you."

"Well, bishop, don't bother playing games every day. I remember you haven't finished processing the documents from last month, have you?"

"...I know, I know." Holding his forehead, he was just about to run away, but he seemed to think of something suddenly, and said to Youlandelle, "By the way, if you have time, remember to visit Yan. "

"Huh?" Urandale was taken aback.

"After all, he saved your adjutant's life, so I have to express my gratitude anyway."

"Yes, I understand."

Urandale turned around and entered the hospital.

Looking at her receding figure, Otto couldn't help sighing in his heart——

Bless yourself.

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In the hospital corridor.

Ulandal's eyes moved along the rows of doors marked with numbers, and finally settled in room 3102.

"Rita, I made some soup and brought it to you!"

She pushed open the door, raised the insulation box in her hand, and looked inside.

Her family's adjutant was half leaning on the hospital bed, his legs under the quilt were bent and knees together, supporting a small tent, his slender arms rested lightly on his lower abdomen, his plain white face was blushing faintly, which was fascinating.

"You, Mrs. Youlandell, shouldn't you still be doing physical training right now?"

The expression on Rita's face was a little stiff, and even her usual elegant smile became forced, as if something bad was haunting her.

Probably the injury is still not healed, and the body is still aching.