don't make me wear a skirt

Lytle immediately covered his mouth and sat down obediently.

After being quiet for a while, he found that his anxiety and panic had disappeared inexplicably after seeing the Duke of Hecha. He divided this mentality into "whatever comes, let it go, and no matter how bad it is, there will be natural meat shields blocking it. The elite in the castle The knights would never allow their Lord Duke to have an accident, and Duke Hecha would not sneak in unprepared.

Sure enough, he saw Hecha untying the rope.

"What are we going to do now?" Lytle cheered up and asked dog-leggedly.

"Down with the janitor and sneak in in disguise."

Lytle asked strangely: "Why did you pretend to be a servant and get arrested first, and then beat down the gatekeeper? Wouldn't it be better to just knock down and get in?"

Hecha was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking of words: "I originally wanted to pretend to be your servant who fell in love with you to make a fool of myself."

Lytle couldn't help asking: "And then?"

He Cha pondered: "I was arrested."

Lytle stared at him: "But you said before that you pretended to be captured!"

Hecha said calmly, "The end is the same."

It seems that this guy is not very reliable, but fortunately, his force value is not bad, and he can barely become a teammate, Lytle commented in his heart.

Thinking of this, he criticized mercilessly: "Your character setting itself is very problematic, why do you want to add a love instead of trust?"

He Cha looked as if he thought it was reasonable, and corrected when he knew his mistake: "I will be cautious in my words and deeds in the future."

As a temporary ally, Lytle reluctantly forgave him.

"But there's only one guard outside."

The problem came back, and Lytle frowned, which meant that only one of them could act.

"Stay here obediently." He had already untied the rope that was used to bind him, but the newly injured body was still not very convenient to move, and the pain intensified as Hecha stood up.

"You actually want to abandon your fiancée!" Lytle stared angrily, accusing loudly: "You are too cruel!"

The guard pastor impatiently opened the door of the locker room, and reprimanded him, "Why are you making so much noise? No matter how loud you are, no one will come to rescue you!"

As soon as the words fell, he was knocked out by a hand blade.

Hecha raised his head, and there was still a pastor who was delivering the meal standing at the door, and in the next second, he also closed his eyes.

Lytle stripped off the pastor's clothes happily: "There is an old saying in the East that explains my current situation. If you break through the iron shoes, you will find nowhere to find it. It takes no effort to get it."

Hecha was speechless. Miss Laney's bold actions always surprised him, just like now, she stripped the male pastor down to a pair of trousers, and then threw him out of the locker room.

Lytle tugged at the iron sheet on his body, damn it, why couldn't he take it off?Did stupid Tisha put glue on it? !

So he had no choice but to put on the priest's clothes together with the man and the iron. Fortunately, the baggy clothes would not make him look bloated.

Lytle walked out with a waddle.

Seeing this, He Cha couldn't help but feel pain in his chest several times: "...What are you wearing?"

"You don't understand." Lytle was sore in his heart: "It's full of Tisha's motherly love for me."

"Tissa is your personal maid?" Hecha had a deep impression of the strong but indifferent maid who had been following him.

"That's right." Lytle said angrily, "She is a brutal and cruel servant, always bullying me, who is pure and kind!"

Hecha looked at him amusedly: "Then why didn't you fire her? Did Earl Omans only give you a maid?"

"Uh..." Lytle choked suddenly when asked, unable to turn his head: "That's because..."

Seeing the tangled look on Lanny's pretty little face, Hechain knew in his heart that what he said just now had leaked, and waited for him to reply with interest: "Because of what?"

"Because of her..." Lytle dragged "her" for a long time, several spare reasons appeared in his mind, he picked them one by one, and chose the one he thought was the most reliable, and said: "Born in sorrow and died in peace , my father told me to live in the heat of the water all the time so that I could feel the beauty of the world, so he let Tisha stay by my side all the time."

Hecha raised an eyebrow, noncommittal.

Lytle watched his face tremblingly, but couldn't see any tricks, so he could only follow behind with his tail tightly clamped.

The two went to the pool and washed off the mud on their faces. Lytle felt even more guilty when he saw Duke Hecha's handsome face again instead of two lumps of black coals.

He clutched his butt and took a few steps back.

"What's the matter?" Hecha found that Lytle put his hands behind his back, and walked forward shyly, the distance between him and him gradually became longer and longer.

"A man and a woman can't kiss each other." Lytle said reservedly.

In the temple, sacred religious events were supposed to be held, but at this time, absurd and obscene things were being done.

Their eyes lost their expression one after another, immersed in it, intertwined crazily, and the air was filled with a smoky dejection.

Lytle stared blankly.

God, there is such an activity in Moyevia.

He widened his eyes, a little excited and a little excited, oh!The nuns are so plump, and the man didn't hold all of them with one hand.

Lytle pulled the door out a crack, wishing he could just put his head in and watch carefully.

Lo and behold, the nun closest to him had stripped off her clothes!

Lytle wanted to look again, but a darkness came before his eyes.

Hecha closed the tiny slit leading to the temple while covering his eyes: "Beautiful ladies are not fit to see these."

When the light came back again, Lytle bumped into a cold door.

Didn't see anything exciting.

Lytle is downcast, and the hypocritical monks will only stop you from doing this and that on the surface, but they think more than anyone else in their hearts.

After regretting, he analyzed as he walked: "There is a brothel, but doing it in a church, is it a performance of seeking excitement?"

Duke Hecha coughed slightly, and said implicitly: "Probably not. They may have taken the magic potion from Tigas. They gathered addicted people together and had a carnival."

Lytle thought for a while before realizing that what he said didn't mean that he couldn't seek excitement in the church. After thinking about it, he smiled slyly: "You understand very well, Your Excellency the Duke."

Hecha pinched his face and smiled lightly: "There are many ways to stimulate and comfort, the church is too cold, we can try it in the bath later."

"!!!"

Oh, God!What did the bastard just say? !He said to try it in the bath!

This in and out will fill his ass with water!

Lytle's face flushed red with a "boom".

He constantly condemned Hecha's improper thoughts and actions in his heart, only a whore would do this!

The feeling of getting water in the ass must be very uncomfortable!

During the 10-minute investigation that followed, Duke Hecha never heard a single noise from his ears.

Lytle kept guessing whether the bastard would use his hands or something bad, depending on how dark Heza was.