Chapter 220 The Meaning of Soul (1)(2/2)
It is not yourselves, nor is it lonely anymore, because there will always be someone who decides for you.
He lowered his head and his eyes conveyed the love in his heart and the bad intentions of his lover. The beautiful maid, as beautiful as the morning glow, smiled with her face, raised her slender neck slightly, and raised her red lips actively, just to wait for his favor.
Xueliang's eyes are as bright as the morning stars, looking at the tenderness that is about to fall without blinking, and recording all this in the depths of the soul and becoming an instinct.
It is not another ups and downs, but just a little gentle pampering and love that stays with each other. Time passes like light in the tenderness of a lover.
The two people who woke up from the tenderness of their bodies were filled with muscles discovered a fact that it was dawn.
And, very bright and bright.
"What did you discover yesterday? It turned out to be like that?" Xuesina lazily got up from the bed. When the sun rose, she was about to move. This is the inertia portrayed by the strong in her instinct. Lazy people can only watch the dust and smoke behind others and choke and cough.
Xuesina thought that she was finally honored to have a profound reason and reason to become one with him. Even if one day she could not keep up with him, she could at least have a way to stay by his side. He should have such a way.
But there is one thing that always needs to be understood. What kind of changes happened to him that he was as crazy as yesterday.
Mora also got up from the bed, but obviously men are often lazy than women. Mora, who was sitting on the head of the bed and leaning against the quilt, clearly stated his intentions. Xuesina, who had been wearing almost the same clothes, rolled her eyes, and then had to go forward and put on the scattered clothes for her master.
Well, it wasn't the cloth strips that were torn into pieces yesterday. Xuesina's wardrobe prepared a lot of neutral mage costumes, all of which were as white as snow. The two of them wore such clothes at the same time, which was very consistent with the definition of couple outfits.
Mora lazily let the maid fiddled with her body and put on clothes with a woman's body fragrance, explaining:
"That fragrance belongs to a certain taboo, and its history should be traced back to the early days, that was the initial era when the Supreme One had just created human beings, and humans and gods shared their existence on the earth."
After hearing the news, Xuesina was surprised to stop working in her hands.
"The First Age? The First Age of the World in which every human being was born with the power of the gods?"
Morala pulled the maid's hand and signaled her not to stop, her clothes were not ready yet.
"Well, only that era can withstand this fragrance. Its role in that era is like the fragrance in the age of our Warriors and Wizards. Gods are extremely powerful beings, and the harm this fragrance can bring to them is equivalent to some high-quality fragrance in our era."
Chapter completed!