Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

On the way to the banquet hall, as Kennelly passed the corner of the corridor, someone suddenly hit him in the chest.

"Well……"

The person who bumped into him screamed and fell backwards due to the force. Kennelly pulled her up out of reflex, and the person actually threw herself into his arms.

A burst of milky fragrance blows in the face with the wind.

Smelling the milky fragrance, Kennelly lowered his head curiously and saw the cute nun in black nun uniform covering her forehead with one hand, her cheeks bulging with anger.

"Um, are you okay?" Kennelly asked.

This question played into Marit's hands. She raised her head, her eyes were red and full of grievances.

"Why don't you look at the road?"

After saying that, she seemed to recognize who the man in front of her was. She immediately withdrew from Kennelly's arms, lowered her head, and bit her lower lip fiercely.

"His Royal Highness Prince……"

The sweet voice was very low, and if Kennelly hadn't been paying attention to her, she would have missed it.

"Is your forehead okay?"

Kennelly felt a little disappointed when the little beauty pulled away. He looked at her hand covering her forehead and looked concerned.

Marit raised her eyes and glanced at Kennelly timidly before taking away the hand covering her forehead.

Her fair and tender forehead was indeed red, and every bruise on her snow-white and tender skin looked shocking. She felt even more aggrieved, with tears rolling in her eyes.

Kennelly looked at her and suddenly felt that she was like a little rabbit, with soft and cute breasts, very lovable.

Unexpectedly, this church is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with dolls like little white rabbits and strangely blooming red wild roses.

……

If we only look at the human definition of "banquet" or "party", this kind of activity is not just about drinking and talking and laughing, but also about everyone wearing a smile on their face, drinking fine wine, and having a secret conversation at the dinner table. And the two sides pulled each other tacitly, and then got to the point in a charming drunkenness.

However, at this moment, in the extremely spacious banquet hall, the scene appeared in Zhu Baishao's eyes...

How should I put it? Not to mention that it is somewhat similar, at least it is completely incompatible with the description just now.

Enthusiasm, indulgence.

It's even a bit eye-catching.

The banquet started normally, but I don't know when or who started, but a cry with a deliberately suppressed scream sounded in the venue. It was not abrupt in the noisy venue, but it was also very attractive. people's attention.

The people around her looked intently in the direction of the sound, and saw that it was a nun who was pressed down on the sofa by the guards brought by Kennelly. The hem of the nun's uniform had been lifted high, and the man's hand had already reached in.

The place was eerily silent for a moment, and then the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous as the nun's moans were heard.

A good banquet gradually turned into a large-scale pornographic scene.

Zhu Baishao held his breath, not wanting to smell the chaotic atmosphere in the air.

However, the eyes inevitably see one scene after another that makes people blush and heartbeat.

"What are you doing with your legs crossed?"

Samael came to her side at some point and moved his lips to her ear to whisper.

The breath next to her ears brushed into the cochlea, and the man's charming voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhu Baishao's heart hard.

Zhu Baishao swallowed and turned his head, expressing that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Not satisfied with your desires... Well, do you still want to join them?"

The sinister look in Samael's eyes flashed away, and his clenched teeth revealed traces of his masseter muscles on his pale side face. His voice was close to her ear, and his breathing was hot. There was an indescribable sex appeal when he deliberately lowered his voice. .

"What do I want to do, what does it have to do with you..."

Before the word "tie" came out of his mouth, Zhu Baishao was covered by a cold hand with sharp bones.

"I've told you many times to be good, why don't you listen?"

Samael shook his head and sighed in distress, but the next second, many tentacles emerged from the shadow behind him, and began to wrap around Zhu Baishao again regardless of her resistance.

"What should I punish you this time?"

Samael raised his lips and smiled at Zhu Baishao, his charming and handsome face full of evil.

"Um..."

Zhu Baishao, whose mouth was covered, could only make a grunt that no one else could understand.

"There is."

A tentacle quickly stretched out, rolled a glass of red wine from the long dining table not far away, shook it twice in a decent manner, and then used force on Samael's hand to open Zhu Baishao's mouth. At that time, he poured it into her without mercy.

"Well...cough cough cough..."

Zhu Baishao was choked. She coughed and cursed Samael in her heart.

At the same time, she also had a hunch: this glass of red wine would not be that simple. This lascivious banquet was probably related to this wine. There might not be any aphrodisiac in it.

as predicted.

Not long after, Zhu Baishao felt a fire growing from deep inside her body, making her whole body feel hot and she wanted to twist around.

Samael observed her reaction, dark eyes surging.

The process of holding back the aphrodisiac was very torturous, the numb and itchy feeling was like thousands of little ants, gently biting her.

Zhu Baishao bit her lip, even though blood was oozing out, she still didn't open her eyes to look at Samael.

In the eyes of others, she might just be sitting on the sofa with an inelegant posture and a blushing face. In fact, her body is covered with tentacles that are invisible to outsiders.

It should have been a very scary thing, but when Zhu Bai Shao couldn't bear it, the cold feeling of the tentacles made her feel something different.

Zhu Baishao's lips, which were stained with blood, opened slightly and let out a warbler's cry.

Soft and sweet.

Although the sound was not loud, it shocked everyone present and felt a numbness that went straight up to the sky.

The other men who were immersed in it all looked sideways, trying to find the owner of the voice and see what kind of masterpiece it was.

Unfortunately, they were destined to miss the mark.

The moment Zhu Baishao's voice came out, Samael took her into other dimensions and transferred her from the lewd banquet hall to his room.

Looking at Zhu Baishao who was casually thrown on the bed by him, an irritation spread in Samael's chest.

Since his birth, he has rarely had this kind of emotion.

Especially when it comes to human beings in the world, he has always been a giver and a looker.

This woman seemed to have a different weight in his heart.

Samael supported his chin with one hand and looked at the man lying on his side on the bed. After the turban was scattered, the golden curly hair that looked like the sun was pouring down, vaguely revealing half of his face.

Zhu Baishao's eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were curled and thick, hanging down in a row.

Her cheeks were flushed and delicate, and she moaned softly, not showing her teeth and claws when she was awake.