The domineering president fell in love with the horrified me

The windlass head on the side also swayed to Long Batian's side in an intoxicatingly beautiful way, and licked his face passionately, as if he was tasting some rare delicacy.

Goose bumps instantly appeared on the chest of the strong Long Batian.

"Eh!" Seeing this horrifying scene, Debbie felt a little guilty. She turned her head away silently, not wanting to watch her stand-in being molested, and said, "Long Batian, just bear with it! For our bright future!"

"Why can't you be patient? Aunts! You should go find my main body! Her skin is delicate, but I haven't taken a bath in three months! I stink!" Long Batian quickly defended himself.

"Hehehehehe——!" The windlass head made a strange laugh again.

"The lord has already made up his mind. It's you. She likes you!" The old woman held the green oil lamp and looked at Long Batian carefully.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Is there no one to take care of it?" Long Batian felt goose bumps all over his body. He hurriedly changed into another set of clothes to cover his chest.

"Hey? Why is there another layer of clothes?" The old woman tore Long Batian's clothes again.

"I'm afraid of the cold!" Long Batian explained.

“Sizzle!” The old woman tore it apart again, and it changed! She tore it apart again! She changed again! She repeated this many times.

For the last time, Long Batian transformed another piece of clothing into one that covered his exaggerated pectoral muscles.

"Forget it!" The old woman's face turned pale. She took out a boning knife, pointed it at Long Batian's chest and was about to attack.

"Ah! Batian! Hold on!" Debbie really couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she turned around, two lines of tears silently sliding down her cheeks. However, the uncontrollable smile on Debbie's lips made Long Batian feel sad.

The woman on the wall also closed her eyes silently, waiting for Long Batian to make that creepy scream.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch--!" The sound of a knife cutting rang out. Like metal colliding!

A very painful expression appeared on Long Batian's face.

"Batian! I'm so sorry!" Debbie felt her heart was broken. It was all because of her. Her substitute had to bear this inhuman torture instead of her.

"But don't worry! I have enough magic power now and I will summon it again for you! I heard that the substitute's meat is of better quality! My magic energy is enough for them to pick out your bones over and over again!" Debbie said heartbrokenly.

"That's right!" The woman on the wall suddenly realized! She began to rejoice and laughed like a madman: "Hahaha! I don't have to die! I don't have to die! I, Bellamy, finally don't have to die!"

"Bellamy?" Long Batian saw that the old woman's boning knife had been rubbing against his chest for a long time but couldn't cut it open, so he turned over very cooperatively.

"If you can't cut it, you can try the back!"

"Good idea!" The old woman wiped the sweat from her forehead and nodded.

Long Batian raised his head and stared at the woman on the wall, and suddenly realized that this was the little kitten from the Northern Pan-European Empire.

"Use harder! Aren't you full?" Long Batian said to the old woman behind him who was holding a boning knife but could not cut her back.

The windlass head next to it was still licking its tongue, eagerly waiting to drink blood. After waiting for a long time, no warm blood flowed down, so it stared at the old woman closely.

The old woman was obviously a little anxious.

"Bang, bang!" There was a crack on the boning knife, and the old woman was wandering around in the cellar with the tattered knife in her hand.

"Ahem! Young man! Why are you so thick-skinned? This is completely beyond my expectation! You don't have any martial ethics at all!" said the pale old woman, gasping.

"Long Batian, are you okay? That's great! I was so worried about you just now! You bad guy!" Seeing that Long Batian was unharmed, Debbie immediately changed her tone.