Original God, Fontaine Regent, was driven crazy by the player

Her two wives are just like her, absolutely devoted to her!

How is it possible for a scumbag woman to have a harem and treat it as a dream and then forget about his deceased wife in reality?

Just when Themis was wondering why the seeds were left alone, she heard footsteps at the door.

Themis had a smile on her face, and she could recognize the sound of Fernina's footsteps.

However, Themis felt that this hard-earned reunion should not be taken so hastily.

Well, mainly I wanted to see how my blue and white cat was doing in Fontaine after I left.

Controlling the manifestation of her spiritual body and turning into a transparent person, Themis sat on the edge of the bed and looked towards the door.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open, and then Funina, wearing white pajamas, walked in like a little candy.

Funina opened the door and did not notice anything unusual in the bedroom, nor did she know that the person she had been thinking about had returned to her.

The little blue and white candy had a sleepy face and was yawning continuously.

Themis couldn't help but feel a little distressed when she saw how tired Fernina looked.

Stroking her chin, Themis watched as Finina skillfully lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down in her bed, and then she obediently said goodnight to the golden seed she had left behind.

While she was thinking hard in her head whether she should fall asleep soon, she tried to comfort Funina.

After all, Funina was already tired enough in reality, and doing some intense actions in her dream, wouldn't she be physically and mentally exhausted?

Although Themis also wanted to do something intimate with Finnina, she should also be considerate of Finnina's fatigue.

Although Themis likes to do that kind of thing with Fernina, it doesn't mean that Themis's mind is full of lust!

After thinking about what she should do, Themis sat down on the edge of the bed.

Just watching Furninna gradually fall asleep.

The sleeping blue and white cat is also very well-behaved, but unlike its energetic appearance during the day, after falling asleep, Funina took off all disguises, frowned slightly, and curled up into a ball. Funina did not sleep well.

"Funina..."

Themis revealed her figure, and her spirit gradually condensed into a physical entity.

He lifted the quilt and got into bed, then carefully held Funina in his arms.

Feeling the familiar breath, Funina opened her eyes without any vigilance.

On the contrary, when being embraced by Themis for the first time in a long time, Finina naturally shrank into her arms and rubbed against her subconsciously.

Themis smiled at the lovely Fernina, praising Fernina's cuteness in her heart, and the smile on her face gradually deepened.

It’s such a pleasure to lie in the same bed with my wife after such a long time.

But dreaming...

With her chin supported, Themis looked at Fernina's sleeping face.

Themis thought of some fun ideas and also imagined the scene of reunion after a long separation.

Hugging Funina and kissing her cheeks and forehead made Funina relax her frown and have a peaceful expression on her face.

It looks like it was a good dream.

Themis reached out and gently stroked Finina's face.

If Fernina had not fallen asleep, excessive movement would have woken up the sensitive cat. Themis could not wait to tell Fernina how much she missed her.

But then again.

"Fernina is asleep in my bedroom..."

"So... where is Fukaros now?"

With her eyes wide open, Themis recalled the dream she had in Pholus.

Good man, not once did Fukaros.

This made Themis doubt her life. Could it be that Fukalos had never slept with the seeds she left behind in her arms?

Although she is not 100% sure about entering the dream, but at least there is a certain probability!

It is Funina who sleeps with the seeds in her hands every day, so what is Fucaros doing?

Curious, in short, very curious.

Although it is said that gods do not need sleep, it is impossible for Fucaros to lie in bed with his eyes open every night, right?

The spiritual entity began to fade, and Themis pulled away without alerting Furninna.

He used his natural talent of walking through walls to leave the bedroom.

Fernina's bedroom was right next to it. Themis entered Fernina's own bedroom, which was empty.

When passing by Villette's room, Themis paused and looked inside.

Oh my God, has Violet been infected by Funina recently?

How come there is a cake display in the small kitchen in the room? !

Themis's expression was a little complicated. She was a little worried that Violet would vomit after eating too much cake.

But after thinking about it, Villette is not Furninda, so how could she eat herself to the point of vomiting?

Without thinking too much, Themis walked out of Violet's room. As for the deeper bedroom, she didn't go there. It was really rude to disturb other people's sleep in the middle of the night.

That Villette was not Huaimin, and she did not need to walk in the courtyard with that Villette.

She is a married woman, so even if she goes out for a walk in the middle of the night, she should bring Fucaros with her!

As for Funina...well, little Naitang is obviously still a mortal. Although she can stay awake, she will definitely be listless the next day, so forget it.

It is better to play with Funina during the day.

Of course, Themis didn't mean that it was not suitable to play with Fucaros during the day.

The main thing is that the night will always be a little happier, if Fukalos wants.

There was no sign of Fucaros in any of the three bedrooms on the top floor, and Themis was a little confused about where Fucaros had gone.

It's impossible that you're still handling official business in the middle of the night, right?

With an attitude of skepticism, Themis came to the office area on the lower floor of Momang Palace.

Looking at the brightly lit office, Themis blinked blankly.

Ah, how long had she been away that her job was replaced?

It's over, I'm unemployed!

Themis was devastated and felt a little aggrieved. She never thought that one day she would have the option of becoming an unemployed vagrant in Fontaine.

Passing through the wall, she saw that the lights in the office were on, but the people inside were not working overtime as she had imagined.

On the desk, Fucaros, wearing white divine clothes, was lying there with his arms as a pillow, sleeping quietly, looking tired and breathing deeply.

Themis tilted her head and groaned in her heart.

Then Themis got a little angry, "What's going on? I didn't give you my body so that you can ruin yourself like this!"

One by one, Funina at least knew to go back to the bedroom to rest, but Fucaros was different. He just fell asleep on the table. What if he catches a cold?

Even gods will not catch a cold, but mental fatigue is hidden!

Sleeping on the table is not as comfortable as lying on the bed!

These are all the working experiences that Themis has gained as a regent for the past five hundred years!

It’s a pity that Fucaros doesn’t understand.

Themis sighed and felt helpless.

"Although I'm a little angry, thank you anyway, Fukaros, thank you for helping me with my work."

Revealing her physical form, Themis reached out, wrapped her arms around Fukalos' legs and waist, and picked her up.

The amplitude of this action is huge, not to mention that the situations of Fucarlos and Funina are different.

My sleep was already restless and groggy, and my sleep quality was poor.

Now from sleeping on the table to being picked up and held in someone's arms, it is conceivable that Fukalos could not be as unaware as Fu Nina.

Looking at Fucaros's trembling eyelids, Themis realized that she was pretending to sleep.

Funina is sleeping in my bedroom. She is sleeping soundly now and I must not wake her up.

The only empty room was Funina's room.

Pushing open the door of Finina's bedroom, Themis walked in holding the petite body of Fucaros, and kicked the door back gently with her foot.

Fucaros's porcelain-white skin was illuminated by the bedroom light, creating a dazzling halo.

After putting Fucaros on the bed, Themis felt helpless. What happened? He was unwilling to open his eyes.

Fucaros was placed on the soft bedding, with a beautiful face, holy divine clothes, and snow-white hair that Themis loved to play with.

The whole person looks like a pure white flower, beautiful and pure.

Staring closely at Fucaros' face, Themis' heart was burning with anxiety.

Bending down, Themis stretched out her hand, hooked a strand of messy hair beside Fucaros' ear with her little finger, then opened her hand and gently stroked Fucaros' face back and forth.

The ends of my hair are a little prickly, but more of an itchy feeling.

Fucaros closed his eyes tightly, and placed his hands at his sides with his knuckles slightly curled.

Fucaros was a little afraid to open his eyes.

I was afraid that this was just a dream, and after waking up, I would have to wait in agony in reality.

Unfortunately, Themis didn't understand Fucaros's thoughts. She just thought that it was okay for Fucaros not to open his eyes.

Anyway, Themis didn't have any bad intentions. She just hadn't seen her lover for a long time and wanted to kiss and hug him more.

She kissed Fucaros' forehead with soft lips, and gently held Fucaros' cheeks with her hands, rubbing them with her eyes narrowed.

Her cheeks were soft and a little cool, but she was still as beautiful as before.

Unable to hold back, Themis bit Fucaros' cheek gently. The bite was not very strong, but the soft elasticity of Fucaros' face was felt when her teeth touched.

A warm breath hit my face, and the whole surrounding was filled with the scent of Themis.

Fucaros wondered if this dream was a little too real.

"Fukalos?"

Sliding her fingers down the curve, Themis' fingers clasped the hand that fell at her side.

The body sitting on the bed leaned over and pressed on Fucaros.

Themis' voice echoed in my ears.

The four-character name always sounded so gentle in her mouth, carrying with it infinite affection.

His eyelids trembled slightly, and Fucaros could not escape his longing for Themis.

She just wanted to see Themis' cheek again, to be face to face, to be able to really hug her.

Pulling open a tiny gap, Fucaros quietly opened his eyes.

Themis' face was very close and was still getting closer. Under Fukalos' surprised gaze, he kissed her on the lips.

"Well……"

With his tearful eyes wide open in shock, Fukaros instinctively raised his hands and placed them on both sides of Themis' shoulders.

After a brief kiss, Themis moved back, but was forced to stop as Fucaros's arms wrapped around her neck.

"What's wrong, Fukaros?"

Themis's face, which was so close, was somewhat puzzled, and her golden eyes were full of the reflection of Fukaros.

"Did I hurt you?"

Fucaros did not reply, but just stared at Themis.

There was some confusion in the golden eyes. Themis looked at the silent Fucaros and thought that she was pressing on her and hurting her.