Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

Perhaps because of Feilin's race, Lilia is not heavy and doesn't have much meat. At least compared to Shining, who has a similar maternal temperament, the two are not at the same level.

The Shining...she is almost twenty kilograms heavier than Lilia?

Maybe more.

After all, the Black Demon's mind is as broad as the Virgin Mary, and other details on his body are plump and plump. As a gifted person in Sarkaz, his bones are harder than those of other races.

But it’s good to hold the Black Madonna (one-fingered breast) a lot and occasionally touch a slender kitten.

Feeling how fragile the kitten was when they first met Theresia, Zhou Cheng rubbed his face against the trembling cat ears and said with a smile:

"Well, I did it on purpose, including some of our previous postures. Did it remind you of your husband?

"It shouldn't make you angry, right? Although I won't apologize even if I am angry."

What a bad guy!

A wave of anger reverberated in her chest, which brought the confused Lilia back to her senses. She shouted in her heart, but that was all.

Mao Mao, who lives in poverty but maintains a good education, is not good at swearing, especially towards her benefactor, who she can only recognize silently.

However, he still grinded his teeth and hummed lowly.

This subtle voice made Zhou Cheng like it very much. He lowered his head and kissed his wife's flushed cheek, which was still slightly sweaty. He said maliciously:

"I just took a look at the past history and did the math. You and Astrov had a total of 37 times, right?"

"...it's 94, what do you want to do?"

"I'm not counting the outside world. As for what I want to do...don't you know? We still have a lot of time."

Lilia didn't speak, she just kept muttering the word 'devil' in her heart bitterly.

For her, describing a person as a devil is too much, so much so that she dare not say it out loud.

Zhou Cheng laughed and did not continue to tease his wife's nerves.

As a psychic master, he could feel Lilia's intense emotional fluctuations, but her body honestly became softer, and the cat's tail was wrapped around her thighs.

He raised his other hand and rubbed the little kitten's head, especially the soft ears several times. He hummed in a good mood.

Lilia, who had been crippled, slowly raised her head, but she couldn't see the face of the young man who was much taller than herself. She could only catch a glimpse of his chin and smile.

Feeling the sense of satisfaction conveyed from her body to her brain, Lilia panicked for a moment——

She actually started to compare the arms that were holding her now with those of Ursus' husband!

The sad answer is, it was completely destroyed.

This man's movements were extremely skillful. He was obviously still unfamiliar with the other person's body, but he naturally found the angle and strength that made her feel most comfortable. It was as if the winter quilt had imposed a seal that made people not want to resist.

Why are you so skilled?How many girls have you held in your arms?

Lilia pursed her lips and lowered her head, no longer trying to look at his face.

Realizing that there was less and less resistance to such contact in her heart, she wanted to break away from the embrace, but she had no position to do so.

These things had been promised a long time ago, and she had no intention of going back on them.

She paid such a price because of her love for her husband and family. She was grateful for his slaughter of the Ursus nobles and the enemies he would hand over to her.

To regret it at this time is to feel guilty for that love and to violate one's determination to take revenge.

Very contradictory.

Resistance or no resistance is not good for her.

Being in such a whirlpool, it is easy for people to want to stop thinking, but Lilia is not a person who is willing to be a flannel ball without thinking.

She licked the bitten lip.

A hint of blood, accompanied by a salty taste, reaches the taste buds.

I'm thinking about what to do next, what my future will be like, and what to do with my daughter...

Lilia had too many things to think about. Thanks to the sage mode after venting everything, her mind was now much clearer than the previous days.

Zhou Cheng gave her greater autonomy...or to put it bluntly, a mere 'Lilia' was not important to the man who could sweep Ursus into the trash heap of history.

Lilia was very smart. She once tried her best to assassinate the Archduke, but hatred blinded her eyes. She was also willing to let the seemingly endless hatred serve as fuel for her thinking.

When revenge became within reach, Mrs. Philling began to think about the future for herself and her daughter.

She must be locked in her identity as a mistress, but she can use this identity that makes her ashamed to seek something for her daughter, to make up for the shame of leaving her daughter behind for so many years.

Of course, as a smart person, she also knew that everything she could do must be within the scope of a person's acquiescence.

What she needs to do now is to know the scope of this acquiescence.

Lilia tried to substitute the way of thinking of the conspirators that she knew, but it was very awkward. She was very unfamiliar with thinking as a 'sinister villain', but she had to do this for the sake of her daughter.

But at this moment,

As if he knew what she was thinking, the man in front of her suddenly said in a casual tone:

"You seem to have forgotten what I said earlier about how I came to find Yaye?

"Lilia, there is no need to think too much. I am not interested in some things, and you are not suitable to do some things... It is just a piece of advice. Believe me, if you start this way, you will be eaten by the top members of my family. There are no bones left. As a young film, it is better not to try to enter the field where BBAs have not yet finished.

"I actually want to see it, but unfortunately, you are not suitable."

Lilia was silent for a while.

She didn't speak in the end, just snuggled into his arms silently.

Trying to obey, an unprecedented sense of security enveloped her, and she slowly closed her eyes.

This time there were no tears.

PS：2k3，加上之前的3k6，就是5k9,！

PS2: With your hands on your hips, it breaks my nb.

39. Lilia meets Luisa

It has been two days since I received the scarf.

After asking Teacher Kelsey and being told an incomprehensible riddle, all Luisa could do was wait peacefully.

Perhaps out of hope, she rarely slept well.

And at noon on the third day, she suddenly received a notification that a family member was coming to visit.

He quickly ran to the reception room, opened the door and saw a familiar figure sitting behind the table.

That was my mother who was as cold as the moon in my memory.

But unlike her mother who used to like to wear white uniforms, she is now wrapped in a tight coat, with her upper body located above the table completely covered.

Moreover, her face was extremely pale, with a hint of excitement and flushing. For Louisa, who knew how to help people create a body conditioning plan, she could tell at a glance that her mother was in a very unhealthy state.

It was just like... after running for more than ten kilometers without clothes in the middle of winter in the north of Ursus, my body temperature was taken away and I was about to freeze to death at any time.

But Louisa didn't pay attention to this for the time being. She stared at her mother blankly, completely immersed in the great joy that "it turns out that her mother is still alive."

Among the stupid geese, Louisa subconsciously shouted the words she had always wanted to shout but couldn't:

"Mother……?"

A warm smile appeared on Lilia's pale face.

She looked at the grown-up child tenderly, recalling what Louisa looked like when she was a child, and softly read the child's name:

"Well, Louisa..."

Her voice was a bit sluggish and hoarse, revealing the patient's frailty, which was in line with her critically ill complexion.

"……you……?"

Louisa felt that her voice and emotions were all stuck in her throat.

There were so many things she wanted to say, and she finally hesitated for a long time before she managed to make such a small sound.

Then I noticed someone standing behind my mother.

The strong young man who saw the dean two days ago stood behind him and put a hand on his mother's shoulder.

This action and position...

Is it a bit too ambiguous?

And my mother’s face is also a little bright...

There was a moment of suspicion, but Louisa immediately denied some speculations that were unrealistic.

How could His Highness do such a thing?

Isn't he afraid of the Queen?

Louisa, who was tense for a moment, relaxed.

And at this moment, Zhou Cheng, who was different from the riddler like Old Lynx, took the initiative to explain:

"Because of some special coincidence, your mother is alive. Because it involves state secrets, it is not convenient for me to tell you in detail. Anyway, you only need to know that your mother is alive."

As he spoke, he slowly breathed out as if he was tired.

Louisa took a closer look at Zhou Cheng's face. Although she was quite energetic, her brows could not hide the fatigue.

Prince... Dean, he must be worried about some national affairs, right?

There seems to be a lot going on recently, so it's no wonder that the dean speaks so... straightforwardly.

But it’s good to be straightforward, at least it’s much better than the half-understood and incomprehensible teacher.

Making excuses for the dean's performance in her heart, Louisa nodded, suppressed the excitement bursting out of her heart, and said seriously:

"I won't ask what I shouldn't know. Being able to see my mother is enough for me. Thank you very, very much!"

She wanted to bow, but she felt an invisible resistance holding her shoulders, preventing her from bending down. Then she heard the kind voice of the dean say:

"Your mother and I are also very good friends, so there's no need for this. Just sit down and talk."

Very good friends...?

Can someone with a personality like my mother make friends?

Louisa raised her head in confusion, as if she knew what she was thinking. Lilia, who was sitting very upright on the chair, pursed her lower lips and said slowly in a voice as stagnant as phlegm stuck:

"Well...Mr. Zhou Cheng and I have many similar views, so we, um~...well, are, very good friends..."

The sound was intermittent.

Louisa couldn't help but feel worried.

The mother who had just been resurrected was in really bad health. I hope she is safe.

But the prayers in her heart seemed to have no effect. As soon as she became worried, she saw her mother trembling under the tight coat.

The mother's face... seemed to be enduring something, very painful... no, it didn't look like pain...?

You must be enduring the pain in order to show your strong side in front of me, right?

Louisa guessed that this was the answer.

Of course, resurrecting such an unprecedented sci-fi thing will be accompanied by some flaws. It would be even more unacceptable if it was resurrected into a perfect state without any cost or flaws.

On the contrary, now, it seems that he may collapse at any time after leaving the ward, which is more acceptable.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw the dean standing closer to his mother.

Just sitting on the chair opposite them, looking at it from this angle, the two people overlapped one after another... Of course it was just an optical illusion.

Maybe... I'm just overthinking it?

"Gu..."

Suddenly there was a vague chirping sound under the tight coat.

Luisa immediately looked for the sound, which was the location of her lower abdomen.

Lilia, after being stunned for a moment, managed to maintain a calm expression and said:

"Sorry, I seem... a little hungry."

"Are you hungry after eating so much?"

Zhou Cheng, who was standing behind Lilia, rubbed the little cat's shoulders, shook his head and said: