Vol 12 Chapter 1203: Taboo taste

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In the evening, the wind and rain are telling Altolia about the process of the invasion of Elia's sacred marks. Of course, he has already determined that this will be a night of destiny, and may be kicked out of bed by the king.
Prepare the wind and rain to calm the black tea.
"Yu Chen, when will we return to your present life?"
Altolia was wearing a blue-and-white pajamas, sitting at the table, holding a cup with her little hand and gently tasting it. She was still curious about the present life of the storm.
"Well, this is not anxious. There is something I want to tell you. You must also know that Elia is the carrier and container of the Little Holy Grail, because in order to adapt to the power of the Holy Grail, I have to constantly adjust the magic circuit. During the day, Ahad told me that Iliad had a life span of at most one year..." The wind and rain said with concern, aiming at the face of Altolia, it is very important to observe the color.
"What? How is it possible, today I see she is still very lively?" The cup in the hands of Altolia tilted a moment, and the black tea sprinkled on the table.
"It is true that the magic circuit of her body has even suppressed the growth of the body. Originally, she should have about 17 years of age now, but now she is 11 or 2 years old. The girl, her past has carried too much pain..." The stormy mouth whispered.
"Is there a way to save?" Altolia put down the cup in his hand and grabbed the arm of the wind and rain. These days, she poured the love of Albert into the body of Elia, gradually gradually As a daughter of her own, although Ilia is closer to the wind and rain. But she also felt the attachment of Elia, although she did not know how to be a mother, but she is working hard...
"There is only one way. The homology of the soul form, the deep five senses. But in this way only two souls can achieve resonance, and the perfect way to achieve the soul resonance you should have experienced, that is... "The rain and the rain swallowed, and boldly said it."
"What...what? Don't open the player!"
When Altolia suddenly took a table and stood up, how can this be done? In a sense, the relationship between Eliya and the weather is a father and a daughter, if not. That is also the relationship between the ancestors and the mysterious granddaughter. Is this combination detached from the ethics of etiquette? How could this be?
"I don't know, but this is the only way I can save her. Only the most perfect crystal of the sacred mark can inject new life into her body, but the blood of the holy mark is the power without the vitality, so I I have discussed with you, I really want to have this kind of taboo relationship, but there is no way, I have a choice?" The rainy and painful ground table, he does not want this relationship. Like Xiaori’s reversal of the kind of sister-style loli, it’s better to say that Elia’s little Loli, who is his immediate granddaughter, is too much to be rational.
Altolia looked at the storm. Knowing his nature, he has a good impression on the elves in the fairy town, but he is still a serious person when he is serious.
"Can I stop it? Even if I tell me, I can only let you carry out this kind of ritual, and I am also a painful choice..."
"I just want to confess with you, I have no choice, I know, you and I will be Elijah as their lovely daughter, and this time I have to do that kind of thing to her. Do you think I can feel good? "The wind and rain sighed and said."
"So good, when do you start. I want to look around, you don't have to be impulsive at any time. Elia is really... Don't forget, her body can adapt to you is also unknown..." Aalto Leah blushes.
"Amount, how dare you start looking at me..." The wind and rain felt the pressure.
"Say, don't break Elia's play... just transplant the holy mark, don't be too excited, if you want, I can, understand?" Altolia lay down on the bed, turned and slept, left for A stormy back, is probably dissatisfied?
"..."
Looking at the shape of Altolia, it is estimated that this time will fall into the cold war, can you play happily?
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The next night, the storm and the three people of Altolia and Elia came to a basement room in the home of Einz Belen and began the transplantation of the holy mark.
"Yiliya, if it hurts, I will shout it out, I will stop him..." Altolia said to Elia's coat.
"Isn't it a cure, no problem, Elia is very strong. When I summoned Berserker, I have suffered a lot..." Elia smiled and said, with the last piece of underwear on her body, she Lying in bed waiting for the treatment of the wind and rain.
The wind and rain shyly looked at Altolia, and gradually took off his clothes and came to Elijah's side.
"Daddy's body is very fragrant, Iliya likes the taste..." Elia couldn't help but gently the taste of the sacred mark from the wind and rain, this time has begun to call the storm ‘Daddy’.
The irony is that the father she just recognized is about to educate her soon. No, it should be treatment. Physiological education is to be done by the way.
"Well, Dad will always be next to Elijah..."
The wind and rain can not help but caress the soft silver hair of the girl in front of her eyes~EbookFREE.me~ If it is in the world, stand with the sauce, it is black and white, presumably should be a very good sister. ?
Altolia bites her lips, and my father and daughter do have to go beyond this relationship. If it is not that Elijah must carry out a holy mark transplant, she will never agree. Can this kind of thing be said to the outside world?
The wind and rain gradually gently comforted the small body of Yeliya, and the soft body was unusually soft. With this psychological taboo feeling, he gradually lost some rationality...
"Oh... some comfortable, Dad..."
The soothing Elia gradually felt the physical movement, and it was also the smell of the sacred mark that made her gradually want to more of his smell.
The action of the wind and rain began to become more flexible from the stiff, holding Elia in his own arms, including her little mouth, seems to forget the relationship between two people or father and daughter, the more the taste beyond the taboo is the easier Let people lose their senses and be excited... (to be continued)
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