big fantasy

Isabel was still painting silently in the studio. When the amber eyes turned back to normal color, she blinked. The girl looked at her work and found in the picture: she was being hugged by Qiao Jin.

Isabel's eyes were full of anticipation, but she didn't know that the young man behind her had been standing there for more than ten minutes!

Qiaojin stepped forward and picked up the girl.

"Huh? Jokin, you're back?" Isabel's beautiful face showed surprise, and she put her arms around Jokin's neck, full of joy in her heart. He really cared about himself for coming back so soon.

But he didn't want to, the young man hugged Isabel, and went straight to the bed, taking off the girl's clothes slowly but firmly.

"Hey, I've been thinking of doing bad things since I came back." Isabel's face was flushed, she was a little shy, she said teasing words, and struggled slightly.

"Tsk tsk..." Qiao Jin deliberately made up for his rude behavior tonight, and prepared to express his love in the most primitive way.While taking off the girl's silk nightgown, she gently stroked the slender, white and tender legs, "I can play with these legs for a year."

Isabel's long legs were stacked together, and she said with some dissatisfaction: "It's only a year, you can play more, uh..." In the middle of speaking, Isabel felt that there was something wrong with her words, and she felt that something was wrong in her heart. Shamed and angry, he raised his foot lightly and kicked Qiao Jin, but Qiao Jin grabbed him without thinking.

Jokin kissed along that smooth and jade-like calf all the way. When his lips finally landed on the girl's soft lips, the girl's eyes were blurred and she was out of breath.

Those lips, which were as delicate as roses, whispered softly: "Qiao Jin, you scoundrel..."

Silent night...

In the morning, Qiao Jin woke up refreshed, but the girl next to her was a deep sleeper. Obviously, she was exhausted last night.Jokin took a nice shower in the bathroom, and when he came to the dining room to make breakfast for Isabel, the White Queen came to the news.

"Most of the things Master Ninja said are true."

"So, before he dies, he wants to put the stop in the hands of a trustworthy person, and then let the League of Assassins flourish?" Qiao Jin frowned, still somewhat disbelieving in such a thing that fell from the sky.

"He will not be afraid to hand people over to outsiders, because once you want to inherit the position of 'Master Ninja', you will be transformed into another person, one that is completely in line with the purpose of the League of Assassins from the inside out. People." The White Queen's illusory lines appeared in the dining room, leaning against the kitchen counter, pointing to the fried eggs in the pan, "Turn it over, and you should add salt."

Qiao Jin gave Empress Bai an angry look, turned over the fried egg with a shovel, and searched for the seasoning: "Reform? How?"

"It's similar to brainwashing." The White Queen crossed her arms and looked at the young man's busy figure, with a smile on her lips. For a moment, the room was filled with warmth. She seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, "Will you Constantly instilling another person's identity, until the goal is achieved, they will not stop until you become the next ninja master and completely erase your original identity."

"I doubt whether they have such strength." Qiao Jin looked a little weird. Although the Assassin's League is powerful, is there really anyone who can compete with him?

"Who knows, that old fox, since he made such a decision, he must have his own cards. There are many conditions for inheriting the position of 'Master Ninja', and what I just mentioned is just one of them."

Jokin put two fried eggs on the plate, put one of them into his mouth with a fork, and asked while chewing, "How does it taste?"

The White Queen looked at Qiaojin angrily and amusedly, and said, "Ketchup is your best friend."

"It makes sense." Jokin took out ketchup from the refrigerator while eating the fried egg, and drew a smiley face on the remaining fried egg.Aside, the toaster made a sound, and Jokin walked over to pick up two slices of bread.

"The last ninja master slaughtered his own homeland in 1609. In the tradition of the Assassin League, this is one of the traditions of inheriting the ninja master. It is to bid farewell to the past and say goodbye to the past self , This is also one of the bargaining chips for becoming a so-called 'demon', to make your heart truly cold."

"So, I need to slaughter Queens?" Jokin smiled disdainfully, he couldn't do this kind of thing himself, he had his own values.

"It's not just your own homeland. To become a real ninja master, in the tradition of the Assassin's League, you also need to slaughter your family. This may make you a truly powerful person. Say goodbye to the past and have no ties There is no hanging, there is no weakness anymore, and no one can grasp your weakness." The White Queen shrugged, with an inexplicable smile on her face.

Qiao Jin spilled the oatmeal in his hand into the bowl, poured hot milk, and sneered, "It seems that the position of master ninja is not for me." This is completely opposite to Qiao Jin's foundation of life!

"Qiao Jin, your ability may have been leaked out. Recently, there have been many such rumors. I am investigating the source of the news." The White Queen suddenly thought of something, her complexion tightened, and her tone was a little dignified.

Qiao Jin's body trembled slightly, did his ability leak out?

"Jokin..." While speaking, Isabel had already walked over. The girl was wearing Jokin's men's shirt. Although the two were about the same height, Jokin was undoubtedly stronger, so the shirt was worn on the girl. It was a little loose, and the lower part was wrapped around the girl's buttocks. The lower body was not wearing pants, and the perfectly slender legs were crossed together. Matching the uneven figure, for a moment, amazing curves appeared in Qiaojin's eyes.

The hazy eyes are so charming, the long golden curly hair is scattered on the shoulders, leaning against the door frame, with a happy smile on the face, the sun shines on the girl, as if wearing a golden dress on the girl. coat.Isabel rubbed her hair lightly, and raised her hands and feet, revealing a trace of laziness.

"I suddenly feel so happy." With a warm smile on her face, Isabel blinked her eyes, as if she was intoxicated by Jokin's thoughtful behavior of preparing breakfast for herself.

"If someone dares to touch a hair of hers, I will feel bad, let alone hurt her." Jokin shrugged with a smile, stirring the porridge with a spoon.

The White Queen sighed softly, and seemed to be affected by this warm scene, and asked faintly: "So you trust the information I provided? Are you afraid that I'm lying to you?"

Qiao Jin paused, and continued to stir: "You wish for me to improve my strength. This kind of thing can't deceive me. Besides, even if I don't believe you, I still believe in the professor."

The White Queen watched Isabel pass through her body and hugged Jokin from behind. When she passed by her side, the happy smile on the girl's face made the White Queen a little envious.

"Maybe we can change the way and take over the League of Assassins. Don't worry, let me make a good plan. And, you should pay more attention to your ability." The White Queen seemed unable to bear to interrupt this beautiful picture, casually After saying a word, it slowly disappeared.

What Qiao Jin said is very reasonable. Whether it is her own strength or the resources in her hands, the White Queen hopes that Qiao Jin can improve. However, the tradition and conditions for becoming a ninja master are fundamentally contrary to what the White Queen has done. .God testifies, it took the White Queen such a long time to slowly approach Qiao Jin's heart through the opportunity of the professor's point of view.Now, because she wants to become a master ninja, slaughtering all her relatives around her is absolutely unacceptable to the White Queen.

Not to mention the White Queen, it is impossible for Qiao Jin to slaughter all the family members around him for that position.This is completely opposite to his basic principles of life.As for the leak of his own ability... Qiao Jin sighed silently, fire can never be contained in the paper, what should come, will always come.

"You seem to be a little troubled. Is it because I'm too tired?" Isabel's arms wrapped around Qiaojin's waist were tightened, and she held Qiaojin's earlobe, and took a bite, "That's okay, I deserve it."

"Of course, you deserve it. Would you mind letting go of my ears and biting that fried egg?" Jokin tilted his head, but Isa didn't let go, and her ears stretched a little.

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