Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

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In Narant's small building.

"Stella, then you go first! Anyway, I can ask the maids to take me there later!"

"Well, then I'll go first!" Stella nodded.

As the earl's heir, although the banquet has not yet started, Stella needs to go to the main hall in the palace with the earl, and then appear with the king.

Narant naturally had no objection to this. After the two finished speaking, Stella left and went to the main hall.

On the other hand, Narant continued to practice, waiting for the night to fall and the banquet to begin.

However, not long after Stella left, the door of the small building was knocked again.

"Sherry, go and see who it is!" Narant ordered.

"Yes, my lord!" Shirley immediately jumped towards the door.

However, what made Narant puzzled was that the little girl Shirley had worked hard for a while, but she was silent.

"Shirley, who is it?" Narant wondered.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a figure appear at the door of the living room.

Narant looked up, but was taken aback.

"Why are you here? Are you still dressed like this?"

It was none other than Natasha.

At this moment, Natasha was standing in the doorway of the living room dressed as a maid, her eyes fixed on Narant.

Hearing Narant's question, Natasha did not answer immediately, but walked slowly towards Narant.

"Natasha, aren't you going to the wedding tonight?" Narant's eyelids jumped, feeling a little bad.

"Yes, but the wedding hasn't started yet, so I'm going out for a walk!" Natasha smiled when she saw Narant's nervous expression.

"Miss Natasha, it's not good if you are known to others like this!" Narant was a little frightened.

This is in the palace, this little girl is playing with fire, and she can still burn herself to the end of the fire.

"It's alright, I took the maid in the palace on the pretext that I needed to choose the wedding dress separately, and now my personal maid is in the dressing room instead of me!" Natasha was completely unaware of the danger.

Now Narant is speechless, "Miss Natasha, do you have something to tell me when you come to me?"

Natasha had come to Narant's side, and then sat down directly against his body

Narant is sitting on a single sofa, although because it is a luxurious sofa, the width can actually accommodate two people.

But the problem is that the two of them sit together, absolutely shoulder-to-shoulder and hip-to-hip effect.

And now Natasha, a seductive woman with a perfect figure, is even more deadly, and Narant suddenly felt squeezed from top to bottom.

Moreover, in addition to the warmth of the touch, the nose tip also came from Natasha's body fragrance.

This girl didn't even wear perfume today?

Uh, no, now is not the time to think about it, I should get up immediately, I don't want peony to die.

Thinking like this, Narant was ready to get up.

Unexpectedly, he thought fast, but Natasha's actions were faster.

I saw Natasha suddenly stretched out her hand and wrapped it directly around his arm, immediately making Narant's escape plan signed.

"Narant, you seem to be afraid of me?" Natasha looked at him with burning eyes.

"Miss Natasha, to be honest, I want to say that I'm not afraid that it must be fake, after all, this is the palace, and your identity will soon become the future..."

"...If someone finds you sneaking into my small building now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this palace today."

"Giggle!" Natasha chuckled when she heard the words.

"So, Natasha, what exactly do you want to do?" Seeing this, Narant was helpless. He was really afraid of this witch, so he could only pretend to speak seriously.

"What do I want to do?" There was a trace of sadness in Natasha's eyes when she heard the words, but this trace of sadness was immediately hidden, she said to Narant with a rare and serious expression: "Nalante, actually... Actually, I like you. !"

"Hey!" Narant sucked in a breath.

"Natasha, this joke is not funny!"

"Narant, I'm not kidding, I really like you. In the camp of the Northern Principality that day, I thought I was about to fall into hell!"

"I thought about whether I could die before I was humiliated, so that I wouldn't suffer so much, but at that time, I couldn't even control my own life and death!"

"Later, I was thinking, it would be great if the Onyx Principality could have a heroic and powerful knight to save me, but I also knew that it was just a thought, even the king and a few earls couldn't come to rescue us, where would it be? There will be other brave and powerful knights."

"And just when my heart was dying, you suddenly appeared!"

"You don't know how excited I was when I saw your face clearly, I felt a sense of security like never before!"

"Do you know? I used to despise you young heirs, including the eldest prince!"

"They can't walk when they see beautiful young ladies. As long as I smile a little, they will be fascinated."

"But then I found out that you were different. You didn't even want to take advantage of me that night, even if you just made an excuse at that time...you can..."

"In short, you are definitely the best, most mysterious, and most distinctive young man I have ever seen in Natasha!"

"Uh, am I really that good?" After listening to Natasha's words, Nalande couldn't help pinching his chin, feeling that his self-confidence was bursting again.

There is a difference between compliment and compliment.

If you are praised by an ordinary-looking woman, it will only be a moment of joy at most.

But if you are praised by a beautiful stunner like Natasha, it definitely represents the sublimation of the force.

It's just that Natasha is a hot potato now, and Narant felt a tingle in his heart after the joy.

"Natasha, did we..."

"Narant, you don't need to say anything, I know you like Stella. After all, men want to marry wives like Stella."

"And like me, you will only be lovers!" Natasha complained.

"This is really not there!" Seeing Natasha's expression, Narant shook his head.

This is the truth. As a new youth in the 21st century, how can there be such a corrupt idea?

Ahem... well, the main thing is that he doesn't like to find a lover.

A man can have three wives and four concubines, but he must not be ruthless.

"Really?" Natasha showed a surprised expression.

"Really! But..." Nalande felt that he had said something wrong. For fear of giving this little girl hope, he just wanted to explain, but Natasha was very understanding and immediately extended Fingers stuck in front of Narant's mouth.

"Narant, I know that I am a troubled person right now. It is impossible to be with you, otherwise it will only bring disaster to you! I am here this time just to fulfill my only wish before the wedding..."

"What wish?"

"Just having you for a little while... I'm jealous of Stella, why she can choose her husband freely and is lucky enough to have you..."

"However, as long as I can have you for a little while, and one step ahead of her, I'll be satisfied..."

"When did I belong to Stella, and am I still mine? Also, what do you mean by owning it for a while? Hmm...!"

Narant was only halfway through speaking when Natasha suddenly flew and blocked his words with her red lips.

Narant was caught off guard and was directly crushed and lay down on the sofa.