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The silver-haired girl lay on his chest, her rosy lips and teeth exhaled a long breath. While gently drawing circles with her fingers, she whispered his name in a whisper.

The girl's voice is crisp and tactful, her tone is kind and enthusiastic, like honey, like a warm spring breeze, and at the same time filled with the sticky feeling of hot flashes, just like two people who are hugging each other affectionately at this moment and are truly connected.

Sweat dripped on the bed, gradually staining the marks circle after circle, just like the waves on the water surface after throwing stones into the water.

Shi Koudi changed his name from "adult" to "sir", and it can be seen that the distance between the two has narrowed.

Although Richard had thought of asking her to call her directly, after all, the two had already had the most intimate relationship between men and women, but when the silver-haired witch called herself "sir", the unintentional charm of her eyes and expression was really It is too fascinating, so Richard defaulted to this title.

"How long has it passed?"

The witch raised her head high again, like an elegant swan, revealing a white neck. While taking a deep breath, she stroked her long silver hair that had been soaked by moisture and asked softly.

The silver-haired girl's jewel-like clear and green pupils, whose pupils always gleam with wisdom and calm light, are now shrouded in a layer of mist, as moist as a spring morning.

do not know.

In fact, Richard also wants to know this question

Because I don't know why, he feels a little nervous.

It’s not the tension before the crisis or the tense feeling about to face a powerful enemy. The other side of this anxiety is actually excitement and anticipation. No man will not want to defeat his opponent after a hard fight and declare victory. Pleasure; but a kind of faint feeling of guilt that faintly surfaced in my heart, wanted to catch but couldn't catch it.

After inheriting the power of the legendary "Witch of Destiny", Shikodi, whose prophecy has been greatly enhanced, should know this little thing, and nothing can escape her attention.

But at this moment, it was Miss Miller who took the initiative to bring up the matter, so it seemed that the other party wanted to talk to herself.

"Sir, it's been an hour and a half since you took her to bed."

At this moment, the girl's cold voice rang in his ears.

The long and straight black girl hung upside down in mid-air, her cold little face as always lacking emotion.

Richard was stunned for a moment.

Yes, the real lady is still with him.

But for a long time, he didn’t notice or said he didn’t even care about where the other party was now.

Not long ago, Richard had thought that as long as he had his real name by his side, he would probably not dare to mess around because of scruples, but the result was completely contrary to what he had expected.

Should I say that Shikodi's charm as a woman is too strong or is it because of his lack of experience. At that time, Richard was only thinking about the dear and lovely girl in front of him, and everything else was left behind.

Richard has always thought that this step will be difficult to cross the past, but the result is lighter than he thought. Almost after a trance, without any resistance, he embraced each other happily and accepted each other frankly.

Richard began to understand a little bit why people are so easy to fall. All it takes is a small stimulus, and as long as the weakness can be grasped, the seemingly indestructible line of defense will be collapsed in an instant. Human willpower is such a fragile thing.

At that time, he had already let his fiery emotions get rid of the reins, and his remaining reason was instantly swallowed by the ocean, so everything from the outside could not affect him.

"Sir, do you need the data calculated from other points in time? If you also add the data you and Miss Miller are on the table."

The real lady was still expressionless, but at the same time she did her best to report the numbers.

She doesn't seem to care about the chief and other women at all. This is of course, not to mention that even if she is really angry, she can't tell.

"Ahem, stop here."

Richard interrupted her in a private communication.

"Can you continue?"

At the same time, the young witch was still blowing gently in his ear.

Richard thought for a while, but didn't answer immediately.

Now that he had come back to his senses and noticed the presence of the real lady close at hand, it was very difficult to continue.

Normal people will feel uncomfortable to be stared at by a third party when doing such private things.

If it were released before, Richard would definitely be embarrassed and speechless.

It was only after really experiencing this kind of thing that his face became thicker, and he even began to seriously think about the possibility of continuing.

After all, both men and women who have just experienced the first time do not seem to be satisfied.

Whether it is the tough physical qualities possessed by the knights, or the various energy potions and auxiliary items refined by the wizards, the "battles" of the Beyonders can be particularly long compared to ordinary people.

It can deepen feelings and talk privately, and at the same time obtain physical and spiritual pleasure, why not do such a beautiful thing.

It is a pity that the wizards are almost a group of meditators and research freaks. It is hard to imagine that they will focus on such things.

Richard is different. He has no worries: he has even begun to figure out how much time he has to spare for each activity every day. After all, the potion joke has been around for a while, shouldn’t the time for exercise be cut?

"Shi Cordy, are you?"

"I don't care, everything is subject to your arrangements."

The girl squinted her beautiful eyes like cat ears being caressed. When she was about to say something, all of a sudden, her crystal-like jade ears moved slightly, only to see her sigh slightly.

"It seems that it's over."

"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Richard was wondering when the door suddenly knocked.

Who is it, Miss Joan

It would be too ignorant to disturb him here.

He just wanted to remind the opponent through the knight's oath, but found that the opponent was hovering at the door and didn't mean to push in.

So ~www.readwn.com~ who is the knock on the door

The answer is self-evident.

If it were other supervisors, at least on the surface, the loyal female knight should stop them. Besides, those few people dare not come to visit without informing them.

From the connection of the oath, Richard seemed to be able to see the narrow smile on Miss Borgia's face.

By the way, now is the agreed time.

It's because I was too involved that I would forget it.

Just as Richard secretly regretted, the door had opened inwards, and his only student hurriedly walked into the hall.

"Teacher, here I am."

Villette, who bowed her head towards the center of the "empty" hall, remained respectful. However, compared with her usual calm and reliable posture, the slightly flustered footsteps and the distinctly trembling voice have completely exposed her true feelings.