Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 982 There Are Angels in the West 2
Haven't you seen their supporters lying obediently at their feet to please them?
This tasteless angel is really bold, to dare to order the future heir of the Foster family so unceremoniously!

The appearance of an angel undoubtedly gives people a feeling of purity.

Her whole body exuded a faint light, she was wearing a white dress with no waist, a little bit longer than her knees, and a delicate silver anklet on her ankle.

At this moment, she tilted her head half-way, as if she was wondering why the white-haired boy didn't obey her.

Lance Foster's eyes paused for two seconds on the girl's curled toes.

Looking upward, the arched instep is covered with a thin layer of skin, so thin and light that it seems to be broken by a touch.

Unlike the astonishment of the people around him, only two words popped out of his mind.

squeamish.

The next moment, he leaned over.

A pair of black short boots was placed in front of the girl, and the white-haired boy was barefoot.

Before he could straighten up, a foot was stretched out in front of him.

Lance was only stunned for a second, then squatted on the ground, silently putting the black boots on Bai Nen's feet.

The crimson color at the base of the ears seems to be showing through the fine white stubble.

The moment he put his favorite black short boots on her feet, he actually worried whether they would chafe her feet.

After all, so tender.

There is not a single magician in Sori Continent who hopes that his supporters are angels.

Lance is extremely talented, and the headmaster is really afraid that he will collapse on the spot, which will stagnate his practice.

But now, the other party seems to accept it calmly.

Some people are happy, others are sad, and some people can't even summon champions!

After the ceremony was over, Shen Ronghua followed Lance out of the hall.

The black short boots are too big, and the tapping movement constantly attracts the attention of the seniors.

After a while, the news that the young master of the Foster family had summoned an angel spread throughout the entire magic academy.

Lance walked through the flower bed and the corridor without changing his expression. However, when he passed the running track, he was stopped by a boy with a dark blue afro.

"Lance, congratulations on your successful summoning."

Lance stopped, and Shen Ronghua followed, looking at the visitor curiously.

"Will, get out of the way."

The person named Will didn't listen, but went a step further. His eyes were flashed by the halo behind the white-haired boy, and he said excitedly, "Lance, did you really summon the angel?"

There was more schadenfreude in his tone.

Shen Ronghua frowned slightly, the people here didn't seem to be friendly to angels.

Except for the Lance boy in front of them, the rest of the people looked at her with more or less contempt and disgust.

Shen Ronghua's mood was vaguely affected.

Lance glanced at the girl behind him from the corner of his eye, and a trace of disappointment flashed undetectably on the angel's face, which happened to be captured by him.

Surprisingly, even his character was somewhat out of control.

Is this the power of bondage?
Lance blinked for a moment, then straightened his eyes, and his cold eyes fell on Will, "Of course it can't compare to your slime."

The calm tone easily provoked Will's anger.

Yes, Will's supporter is a slime, and he is an extremely lustful slime.

She often relies on her translucent body, ability to change shape, and ability to split or fuse to get under the skirt of a female magician.

In short, Will caused a lot of jokes and troubles because of this incident.

It was also because of this that when he heard that Lance summoned a chicken rib, he couldn't wait to come over and mock him.

(End of this chapter)