The sin of wearing a crown

"Um...what's wrong?"

When the beautiful mature woman, who was drowsily asleep, noticed the movement of the person next to her pillow, she woke up from her sleep very sensitively. With her charming eyes half-closed, the sleepy Countess looked at Linn who was sitting up, and subconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes, her words unclear.

"It's okay, I had a dream." Linn held Amiste's catkin with his backhand, and he couldn't help but kiss the back of her hand, his attitude was gentler and full of love than before.

"Is it a nightmare?"

A smile appeared on the pretty face of the Countess, and she closed her eyes again, in a state of "If you have something to say, say it quickly, or I will fall asleep again soon."

"It should be said that it was a decent dream." Lin En was not angry when he saw that she was woken up by him. Instead, with the maturity and natural charm of a woman, he couldn't help but pull up the quilt to make the two of them more compact. Stick together.

The touch of the beautiful mature woman's skin is like gelatin, smoother than silk, and paired with a silk nightgown, it can give people a supreme experience with just a touch. In the words of the little gentleman, if you touch your hands, there is a lingering fragrance, more like sliding through chocolate milk.

The countess had the best skin he had ever seen.

In this regard, even Lin En, who used her hands to fix her posture, felt that even the voluptuous white legs under the skirt of the royal daughter's mother could not compare.

"Then what did you dream about..." The beautiful mature woman was a little confused. She subconsciously moved closer. The natural advantage of being a big car in terms of size allowed her to use Lin En as a pillow. In this early winter, It is indeed a rare enjoyment to sleep with Linn who is full of body heat.

At least the Lynn brand pillow and its multi-functionality will be irreplaceable many years later.

"I dreamed... We have many children, some naughty and lively boys, some elegant and dignified girls. They are really annoying. They are chirping and noisy around us every day. After worrying about this, they have to be busy with that. The boys are very clever and it won't surprise me if one of them pops up and says, 'Hey, Dad, I've just been running for the title of No. 10 Terra, and you want to call me Mr. Prime Minister.' Not bad, they are all masters in their favorite fields, and one of them even became a female general."

Linn buried his head in Amiste's chest. He didn't know why he thought so much. Perhaps it was the story of Bai Jing Haiwei and Annan that gave him a sudden sense of crisis. This sense of crisis eventually evolved into an instinct to create the next generation to pass on his life.

Commonly known as **.

He did not hope that one day he and his beauty would be in such a sad scene. He is a very greedy man and he will avoid that situation.

"..."

Facing the scene described by Linn, Amiste seemed to be asleep and did not say anything for a while. Linn knew that she was not asleep. Maybe it was this beautiful woman who had never had a child. It felt like The dream is as beautiful as it inspires motherhood.

After a while, the countess's voice sounded faintly.

"If you say that, I won't be able to help it..." The countess tightened her grip on Linn's head harder, and continued to murmur after a while after he entered a state where he could not breathe. "...Let me think about it carefully. After all, I am the earl of the Russell family. Little man, you are really, super greedy."

This time, Amiste quickly stopped moving, and her breathing became longer.

Lynn knew she couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

After all, she woke up from this disturbing dream in the middle of the night. It was good that she didn't give you two slaps. She also managed to chat with him for a few words before falling asleep again.

Love is patient, love is everlasting.

In the darkness, the young gentleman tried hard to look at the countess' familiar and charming face, trying hard to remember her in his mind. Not long after, Linn was also found by Sleepyhead. His eyelids began to tremble slightly. Linn soon closed his eyes in the natural warmth and softness.

Before his consciousness completely fell into the quiet darkness, Linn seemed to hear a slightly disappointed female voice.

…………

…………

Compared to the lively and exciting first half of the Autumn Hunt, the second half of the Autumn Hunt seems unremarkable. After all, the main theme of this place is the ordinary life of pastoral pastoral. If there are any monsters and monsters that appear every three days, this place will be quickly abandoned.

Whether they are nobles or commoners, they all cherish their own lives.

For a big shot like the Countess, autumn hunting is more important because of the meetings and opportunities it represents. Hunting is really a pastime, not a purpose.

Of course, for those men and women who look forward to this one time every year that they can reach the sky in one step, if they can be appreciated by certain people during this hunting break, it will be a step out of the sea of ​​misery, and at least they will save twenty years of struggle. Therefore, the big and small things that happen in the camp every day are not too boring. At least here you can see all kinds of waves caused by the blending of the upper and lower levels.

Human nature seems particularly real here.

Induction, routines, lies, betrayal, in addition to friendship, love, and fair trade covered above. In the rest of the time, what Lin En did most every day was to rely on his natural social advantages to flexibly shuttle between camps and obtain one story after another that was essentially written with benefits. These stories always opened his horizons and made him realize that people can still play like this.

Only if you see more people will you not be tricked.

In addition, as long as you are not greedy for cheap, it is difficult to be tricked.

I don’t know if she disliked this environment very much, but during the second half of the Autumn Hunt, Feilian Mingxi kept hiding in the Silmarillion and refused to come out. And it is obvious that according to No. 1, this concubine Lian Mingxi, who is a very strict elf and may be a ten thousand-year-old maid, is rapidly...

Otaku!

Probably due to the information carried by Lin En's soul, he began to unconsciously water and nourish the immortal flower, storing the spilled and wasted energy in the immortal flower, which intuitively affected the state of Feilian Mingxi. Some of her words have the meaning of Linn's hometown dialect.

For example, grass, this can represent a plant or a verb, and it can also express a person's surprise. She likes to use this sentence very much. And like, guna, rua, pretty weird, I touched it today, touched it, supermarket me and other weird words, this guy is also starting to learn.

In Lin En’s words, if you don’t learn from the good ones, you will only learn from the bad ones.

And Lin En was also influenced by Feilian Mingxi while nourishing the immortal flower.

I've finished paying off the second silver reward (soul vomiting)