Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Charlotte was taken aback.

Is a woman's intuition so scary, that she can guess so accurately just by opening her mouth?

"Don't splash dirty water."

"Who are you calling dirty water? I am the Pope, and the Pope never lies."

An Lin sneered and pressed the gun.

Charlotte is 1.8 meters tall, and she is only 1.7 meters five. Such a height difference makes it difficult for her to form a sense of oppression, so physical means are used to make Charlotte look shorter.

It seems that his own indulgence caused Charlotte to have a certain illusion about the status of the family...

It's time to let him know.

Who is the real master of the Holy Order.

Charlotte pushed the body of the gun and defended herself in a low voice: "I really didn't..."

An Lin narrowed her eyes: "Huh?"

"Sorry, I'm collaborating with the enemy."

Charlotte admits her mistakes obediently, is lenient when she confesses, and is strict when she resists.

This is not an identity check on him, it is clearly a trick of torture, and then of course avenging his personal revenge.

bad woman.

An Lin slightly hooked the corner of her mouth, and only then did she smile.

She let go of her hand, and the rose spear returned to a place out of the way in the corner of the wall. The graceful woman in a nightgown turned around leisurely, sat on the edge of the big bed, raised her chin slightly, and hooked her fingertips towards him.

"Do you know that you are wrong?"

Charlotte nodded, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have run away without a word for days, leaving you alone..."

An Lin frowned: "Huh?"

"I shouldn't be collaborating with the enemy, I am a heinous spy."

Charlotte looked at the sky.

It wasn't until he was completely beaten to death that An Lin was satisfied. She casually picked up an unread comic book from the bookshelf, and opened the plastic cover.

His Excellency the Pope is absolutely just.

Rewards and punishments are clear.

She gently lay on the big bed, leaving Charlotte with a relaxed and soft back.

"The first punishment is to pinch my legs."

Chapter 611 Give You a Lesson

An Lin lay there lazily, her waist and buttocks outlined a particularly soft line.

She rested her chin, showing no expression.

So Charlotte didn't know what the ruler of the Holy Order was thinking for a while, so she climbed onto the bed, sat on her waist with her back to An Lin, and massaged her calf.

Don't guess what you can't guess, just concentrate on doing the things in front of you.

Thin calves, plump thighs...

Just looking at the legs, Charlotte will always think of the heroine in the Alchemy Workshop who is always in shorts, or the anime character Baota Rikka.

Too astringent.

"It's a little thin." Charlotte poked the bend of her leg.

"What does it have to do with you?" An Lin said indifferently, flipping through a page of comics without moving her eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me, but you are the Pope, and your imperfect body may affect your image."

Charlotte suggested sincerely.

When it came to public image, An Lin could no longer remain indifferent.

His Excellency the Pope's beautiful eyes glanced at him meaningfully, then closed the manga, put his hands under his chin, and closed his eyes to rest.

"I'm losing weight."

"It's better to be a little fatter, and I like the safe delivery type."

Charlotte continued to massage her calf.

A loli is as cute as a loli, a girl is as cute as a girl, and a young woman is as cute as a young woman. An Lin is between the girl and the young woman. A beautiful face and a plump figure are not too good.

Which man can refuse meat legs?

"An easy delivery type, like your Su Yezi?" An Lin moved her body, and her satisfaction immediately dropped by 20.00%.

Slightly fatter and better looking...

So he means that he is not good enough, not as good as that Su Yezi?

The corners of the Pope's lips twitched slightly. Although she and Charlotte were only in a temporary mutual assistance relationship, like a temporarily frustrated person who was forced to hug each other for warmth, in Charlotte's eyes, thinking she was not perfect was an insult to him.

"That's different."

"Why is it different, I'm not as easy to talk to as your leaf?"

"You have more taste."

An Lin snorted, closed her eyes, and continued to enjoy Charlotte's leg-beating service.

Respond lightly.

It looks affirmative, but there is no sincerity behind it.

Charlotte beat her calf for a while to help An Lin fully relax her tense body, then observed her reaction, pinched her slightly upwards, and began to massage her knee.

Massage scale.

It represented how much An Lin forgave him.

If the little temptation is not rejected, it means that An Lin has basically forgiven him, and it can be a little too much.

Gently pinched the skin on the knees.

An Lin glared at him, but didn't say anything, and continued to lie down and close her eyes to rest.

Passed.

Charlotte smiled, and the massage technique became normal again, mainly to relax the muscles and help the Pope relieve fatigue.

An Lin is such a character.

After all, she used to be the ruler of the religious order, and knew how to advance and retreat and grasp the proportions.

"How about the empire." Charlotte started another topic.

"It's still the same. The emperor only sent a letter in the past few days when you were away, asking casually about the situation of the infiltration by the demons here." An Lin snorted a few times comfortably, her long legs clenched slightly.

Charlotte didn't play tricks.

But this kind of massage is also very comfortable, as if after a workout, you have a full sleep.

And a mild masculine scent...

Where did such a skilled massage technique come from?

"What's your answer?"

Charlotte thought about it, pretended not to know anything, and just nodded.

Pure passerby.

He is just an ordinary leg rubbing master.

"Of course I'm telling the truth," An Lin raised one calf, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "That old fox's attitude is very slack, he clearly doesn't want to take out his own army, don't scare him, maybe he can delay until next year .”

Charlotte didn't say a word, just playing with her legs in a muffled voice.

An Lin's information is limited.

And he knew that the emperor was not lazy at all, maybe he was even anxious to get angry, and dispatched troops to prepare for the imperial conquest.

Another mobile phone, another factory.

They have also used an advanced management system, and even have a stock model to absorb the hot money of the nobles...

Take it easy.

The empire is about to invade the demon world softly, and it has evolved peacefully.

These things were all taken from the earth by the demons. The emperor watched eagerly, how could he not be envious? As for the secret, he pretended to ask An Lin for information. benefit.

"What are you going to do." Charlotte slightly increased her strength, posing like an obedient puppy.

He is such a personality in the Holy Order.

Eat well, drink well, and follow the arrangement and command of the Pope for all important matters.

"Wait." An Lin closed her eyes.

"Wait?"

Charlotte froze for a moment. He thought that An Lin would think of something to show the empire the terrifying threat of the demons, so that they would descend quickly so that they could return to the other world.

Not like her.

"Why should I be in a hurry? The demons have not invaded the earth, and the Holy Order is not mine anymore."

An Lin said without hesitation.

Barefoot people are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Thinking about it, I know that if the demons really want to retaliate, the first target must be the empire.

Why did the demons beat her?