People Are Crumbling, Turning into Bishops

This made Teresa sit on pins and needles, her little butt writhing restlessly on Otto's body.

"Little Teresa." Otto hugged Theresa, and the beautiful body of the 43-year-old girl was in his hands, so that he could suppress her instantly even if she became violent, "I know you have many problems, but the problem is still one. Let's ask one."

Suppressing the inexplicable sense of fear in her heart, Teresa thought about it, and she asked.

"Grandpa, what are you doing in Changkong City?"

Although the niece's affairs are also very important, there is no need to worry about her health, so Teresa chose to ask her the first purpose of coming to Changkong City.

"The anti-entropy Cocolia is doing trouble in Changkong City. She wants to use the gem of conquest to create the Third Herrscher."

"And I came here this time to see what she's going to do."

Otto explained to Teresa very simply that this is not something to hide directly.

To actually want Teresa to be her own would require a certain level of openness.

"Cocolia?"

Teresa tilted her head. She knew this villain from anti-entropy, but she didn't expect that she would actually want to create Herrscher in Changkong City. It's really inhumane.

The birth of Herrscher is often accompanied by a large-scale Honkai disaster. If Cocolia is really successful, it will be a catastrophe.

Although grandpa is sometimes bad, but at this time he still came to stop Cocolia from doing evil, which made Teresa very satisfied.

When I entered Changkong City, I didn't see any major disasters. Grandpa should have successfully stopped Cocolia.

But why don't you tell yourself!

Teresa puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Grandpa, why didn't you tell me! This is the principal's territory, how could you act without telling me!"

The petite body rubbed back and forth in Otto's arms in dissatisfaction, while Otto put his left arm around Theresa's waist, and his right hand touched Theresa's head.

He found that even though Teresa was in her forties now, she was like a child in her heart.

Although Xier was younger than him, he had never seen her before.

Bronya is smaller than herself, but like a little adult.

Rosalia was younger than him, but they didn't have much contact with each other. Otto's impression of her was that of a good and obedient child.

Now I finally found a girl whose heart is younger than myself.

Usually it is a small cart towing a large cart, but this time it is finally a small cart towing a small cart.

"Okay, okay, grandpa was wrong this time."

Otto comforted Teresa, and this act of coaxing a child satisfied him.

He likes children.

Young people are attracted to each other.

"Hmph. What if Cocolia succeeds in making Herrscher out of your hands and feet, grandpa?"

"She succeeded."

"Huh?" Teresa lectured Grandpa in the tone of the headmaster, but she couldn't hear what Otto said.

"Cocolia succeeded. She successfully created the Third Herrscher. She is really a cunning woman."

Seeing that Teresa didn't hear clearly, Otto said it again in Teresa's ear, and his warm breath made Teresa's ears a little itchy.

Teresa finally heard it this time, and she almost bounced off Otto, but Otto held her firmly and put her little ass back where it should be.

He likes Teresa rubbing against his arms, smelling the sweet smell of her body like toffee, and letting her soft buttocks rub against him, it is a very comfortable feeling.

If there is no clothes to block, the taste must be more delicious.

"Grandpa! What are you doing!"

"The Third Herrscher is born, why are you stopping me!"

"Hurry up to crusade, otherwise many people will die!"

Teresa rubbed back and forth in Otto's arms, and she was surprised to find that her grandfather's strength had grown a lot.

Finding that she couldn't escape Otto's clutches, Teresa looked at Otto with her big watery eyes, with a cute look.

"Okay, okay." Otto said in a tone that really couldn't help you.

"Haven't you already met the Third Herrscher?"

"I think you look very comfortable when she touches your head, little Teresa."

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"what?"

Teresa's eyes were full of great doubts. She touched her head, but she still couldn't figure out what Otto was talking about.