Chapter 1702: see a visitor out
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Diablo Destruction
- Seventh quartet 01
- 1765 characters
- 2021-01-30 09:26:52
>...woke up, actually woke up?
I was suspicious. When the little ghost dreamed of slacking, I stared closely at her sleeping face and observed it again and again.
Finally, I found that she was really asleep.
This is too wicked. The master tailor of the court was wrong. The little ghost is more than a torch. It is as sharp as a demon. Even when sleeping, I can feel my bad intentions and become a sleeper.
It seems that there is no way to take the bully of fire while she was sleeping.
However, it seems that there is no problem. I have tried it before. What kind of ghost is this, but it is really confusing.
Thinking deeply, I couldn't help but fall into a big wave of contemplation.
Holding her fragrant and soft little saint in her arms, she lay half on the bed, rubbing her moonlight hair with her chin from time to time, and holding the book while she was looking at it. This feeling also seemed pretty good. The red sleeves are even better.
But should I hate the druid's too sensitive ears? Across a long distance and a thick wooden door, the sound outside the hall still faintly passed into the ears.
The topic has always been centered around that Milas.
No way, you think about it. She is the top ten singers of the elven clan, has the best singing skills in the world, and can communicate with Velas.
Linya inherited Raphael's dance skills. It's a pity that because of various reasons (you know), she can't perform on stage, but this does not prevent her love for dance skills, and also has the same in the eleven clan elves. The dance skills are also at the forefront of Milas and share a common language.
Sarah likes to fight, which is naturally a trivial matter for Milas. Although Karujie said, Milas was too keen on Maiji’s career, which caused her own strength to fall a bit, but I would not rely on In this sentence, Milas was considered weak. You see that the yellow maidservants at the bottom of the ranking all have the peak of the pseudo realm, and recently they have to break through to the realm of the realm.
The two little princesses wanted to learn dancing skills with Milas. Probably they saw her first dance on the elves festival. They were deeply attracted. Although Linya’s dancing skills were not bad, she was not there Skip in front of everyone. There is no interest in the little princess. Secondly, the two little princesses have only had the free time to learn other things recently. There is no need to go to the priest training camp. Miras can be described as an opportunity.
Empathy. There are many topics about Miras and Lena. Don’t forget the management skills of Miras. The whole elf festival is organized by her, and the grand of the elf festival is not inferior to God’s birthday. In terms of management, even more experienced than Lina and Linya.
As for Princess Sanwu... Ignore her. Most of the time, she just listens in silence, but if it involves her hobbies, it will become endless.
This guy is really scary.
I just found out now that Milas is almost 360 degrees without dead ends. It seems that there is no weakness. Even my king occasionally drills horns, or shows some lack of common sense.
But this Milas, who I don't want to face, is really a kind of rush to meet the Demon King just after leaving the rookie village.
I sighed, withdrew my mind, and continued to immerse myself in the world of books.
In other words, this is the first series of the Duke of Beasts? It seems to me that there will be an inexplicable one more copy every month and a half last month. I don’t even know where I came from. You should give me some more princesses.
Holding the saint girl to read the yellow book, the protagonist in the book is still myself. Being a man to achieve this state, probably even God will have to hide his face and sigh.
I don’t know how long it took. Suddenly, the sleeping little ghost trembles gently in my arms. Then, when I didn’t react, it was like a soldier who suddenly encountered an enemy attack in my sleep, and suddenly jumped out of my arms. .
So, the chin I rubbed on her head was devastated, and I almost didn't bite my tongue.
Touching the tingling chin, I looked at the little ghost with wide eyes. I didn't know what she did to make the bed, so vigorous.
Without the confused expression just after waking up, the little saint, like a wary squirrel, woke up from the dream instantly, and those eyes that were dazzling with dreamy silver light stared at the door.
It was only then that I came over suddenly. Someone approached and touched her Virgin Vigilance System.
If it was Velas and them, the little ghost should not have such a big reaction, so it seems that the only person coming is her.
Honey drawing.
If I didn't expect it, within a moment, there was a soft knock on the door outside.
"The door is unlocked. Come in." I put the book away and found that the little ghost who was afraid of life did not return to the necklace this time. Instead, he was half hiding behind me and staring at the gate with a watchful eye.
That's fine, Milas outside should have noticed that there are two people inside. If the little ghost suddenly disappears, you might doubt that the two of us are doing strange things in the room.
After a very polite pause of about a second or two, the door was gently pushed open, and the dazzling, charming glam came in, inadvertently glancing over the little ghost, and saluted me respectfully. .
"Excuse me, Your Highness, Milas came to say goodbye."
"Oh, is this the time? It's better to stay and have dinner, let's talk about it, Velas and their craftsmanship are first-rate." I politely retained.
"I have seen the craftsmanship of Lord Velas. It is really rare in the world. Unfortunately, there are some things that need to be dealt with. I have to swallow this regret."
"So, I won't keep you anymore, it will always be." I nodded with a smile. Thinking in my heart, I won't stay in the elves for too long anyway.
No, no, it's not that Altolia was promised. Do you want to work hard with her and accept her?
I patted my forehead and looked at Milas, who bowed his head obediently. Hesitate for a moment.
"It's rare that I'm at home. You came here, but you didn't get to the landlord's friendship. As a compensation, at least let me give away guests."
"Your Highness..."
My eyes are always shrouded in a layer of charming and moist water, which looks hazy and seems to be unmoved by anything. Myras finally reveals a trace of surprise.
After a little surprise. She immediately smiled with joy and joy: "His Royal Highness's intentions, Milas was disrespectful."
Don't you even plan a guest set? It seems that the Milas Knight seems to be looking forward to this opportunity.
After saluting again, Milas stepped out first.
"Xiaofan, who is that woman, the smile on her face is just like that fox, it's really annoying." Milas walked away. The little ghost could not wait to speak.
"One of the twelve knights, the inheritor of the Ice Mist Knight, the name is Miras." I responded casually.
"Huh, I don't like this guy." Xiao Youling hummed.
"Anyway, as long as the little fox sticks with a little breath, you don't like it. Right, my maid." I squeezed her nose indulgently.
"How is it, local servants, speak less to the Lady with less breath." The little ghost held my hand in protest and took a bite on his finger.
"Speaking of it, why am I outside?" After a pause, the little ghost seemed to finally realize that I shuddered her out of the way while she was sleeping.
"Well... you see, it's probably that you have a bad sleep. You turned around, turned around, and accidentally turned out of the necklace." I touched my nose and said nonsense.
"Xiaofan Da liar, this saint's sleeping appearance is not so bad." Xiao Youling was furious and stared at me with a stern look.
"It must have shaken me out without permission, right, to be honest, did you do anything strange to me."
"What a strange thing." I asked stupidly.
"You have the courage to ask, you stupid knight, pervert servant, talk about yourself, how many times have you had a previous conviction, and you will sleep while riding this saint......... woo woo woo~~~"
Sensing that a sensitive word was about to blurt out, before the little ghost could finish speaking, I quickly covered her small mouth.
Isn't it that you have two or three previous convictions? Really dare to say anything, this sturdy ghost saint, from whom the character was learned.
"Cough, it's not too early, you just saw it now. I'm going to drop off now. I rarely wake up. Let's say hello to Velas and let's eat dinner together too, so don't sleep again. "
Holding the little ghost on the bed and touching it on the head, I watched her dissatisfied eyes and fled.
Milas was not far from the door, straightening her body like a soldier on guard, waiting for me to come out.
"Mila, there is no need to be so cautious, and no one is watching."
"Is it really possible?" Milas blinked and smiled deeply.
"I think it's better to be casual." I took the lead and coughed softly.
To be honest, whether it's the polite Melas, or the unmistakable Melas, it's too much to eat.
"Then I'm welcome~ EbookFREE.me~ To be honest, it's really tiring, like under the stage, I also have to wear a dance costume."
Immediately, originally like a meticulous knight, the majestic miraculous step, the pace became random, followed by raising his hands, stretched out a lazy waist, and unfolded her bumpy, mature and plump body.
My gaze was a bit unclear where to put it. The seductive breath from this delicate body in front of me may be second only to the little fox.
"His Royal Highness, Milas has a question, I would like to ask His Highness." After stretching his posture, Milas's tone became more casual.
"Oh, what's the problem?"
"Your Highness...have you been avoiding me all the time and you don't want to see me?"
"Cough cough--!!!" I was choked with a spit and coughed several times.
Even looking directly at the subject, the relaxed Milas seemed to be more terrifying...to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )RQ