don't make me wear a skirt

Hecha ordered something in a low voice, put it on the ground, and the puppet disappeared with a swipe of its short legs.

After watching the little puppet leave, Hecha returned to the storage room with the distraught Lytle.

Lytle asked wryly, "Why do we have to come back?"

"Going straight will scare the snake away." Hecha rubbed his head: "I can go back when Johnba catches them all tomorrow."

Lytle slapped his groping hands away: "Lady's head can't be touched randomly."

Hecha didn't speak, but touched again.

Lytle listlessly smoothed out his messy hair, and picked up his fluffy dress.

The comatose priests are still awake.

One of them was half-naked, and sneezed several times in his dream, and the saliva happened to be sprayed on the face of Lytle, who was checking the situation.

Damn it—why does this saliva still smell of garlic? !

Lytle was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, staring at the two pastors, it was not pleasing to the eye.

Oh, they are too far apart, so they won't catch a cold if they are closer together.

Caringly moved the two pastors together, Lytle also helped to put on a beautiful pose.

After Hecha changed his clothes, he turned around and saw the thin figure moving for a long time. The two men on the ground were cuddling each other. The scene was unexpectedly harmonious: "...what are you doing?"

"Do charity." Lytle thought for a while, and said, "Even if you knocked him out cruelly and coldly, but the kind-hearted me is different. I hope they won't be tortured by the disease when they faint."

Hecha asked, "You think they'll thank you?"

"Of course!" Lytle's eyes widened with a look of course.

After diligently helping the pastor out of the cold, he kicked Hetcha out of the door and struggled with the iron sheet again.

It is a pity that it still ended in failure. The hard iron sheet is really a big head.

The pastor slowly opened his eyes, and stared at Lytle, who had put on a long skirt and cloak again.

The air was quiet for about a minute.

The pastor suddenly burst into a sharp scream: "You want to run away?!"

He didn't scream because the guarded prisoner wanted to escape, but found a man lying on his chest!

Not only was the man naked, but he was hugging him tightly.

What does it mean for a man to hug another man naked? !Means he likes ass!

The pastor glanced down anxiously. Their pants were still there, which meant that what should have happened hadn't happened yet.

He exhaled heavily.Lytle stopped slowly and said softly, "We didn't intend to escape."

The pastor got up, pushed the man away in disgust, and began to look around: "I only believe what I see."

"Uh..." Lytle's eyeballs rolled around, "Didn't you realize that you were hugged by a man when you woke up?"

Of course I found out!The pastor's face was not very good-looking. He never thought that the man he worked with would be a homosexual. Who knows if he would do some indescribable things when he fainted. The horrible thoughts lingering in his mind made him feel lingering .

Lytle said: "Then touch your brain, does it hurt?"

The pastor touched the back of his head, and his whole face immediately wrinkled in pain.

"What the hell is going on! Who knocked me out?!"

Lytle sighed with pity on his face: "The thing is like this, we were arguing at the time, you came in and yelled, and that guy—"

Pointing to the half-naked pastor lying alone on the ground, he continued: "I have been in love with you for a long time. At that time, you turned your back to him, yes, but your ass was facing him. It is conceivable that this is an angry pair. For a man who is fresh-blooded and has admired you for a long time, how attractive it is, so—"

The pastor's eyes were empty: "So he knocked me out?"

"Yes." Lytle covered his face and looked at him through his fingers: "He put you on the cold ground like this in front of us, and finally took off your clothes. We really can't stand it. That knocked him out."

The pastor's teeth chattered, and he repeated unacceptably: "This...? That...?"

"That's right." Lytle nodded and said, "That's what you think."

The pastor looked at his colleagues again with a gloomy and cold gaze, and he endured it to calm down the anger in his heart. "Where's your little lover?"

Little lover?Lytle hiccupped his head: "Oh, he's outside."

Lytle quickly opened the door and pulled Hecha in.

Hecha, who was kicked out and pulled in again: "..."

A trace of doubt flashed in the pastor's eyes, and he folded his hands together: "Are you kidding me? He has already run out. If I hadn't woken up, you would have just run away, right?"

"It's not like this." Lytle grabbed Hecha's arm and said, "He saw that although you fell into a coma, you had a strong sense of resistance. The holy power of justice prompted him to knock out the man who admired you, and he went out to find reinforcements. Is it right?"

Lytle blinked wildly to signal Hecha to cooperate.

"Yes." Hecha took the hand on his arm into his palm: "We can't stand it anymore."

It feels a little weird being wrapped up.Lytle struggled, but did not break away.

All right.He hypnotized himself, and now his identity is Lani Omans, this guy's fiancée, and it's okay to hold hands.

Although he hypnotized himself, Lytle still fell into endless entanglements.

On the other end, the pastor hesitated along with him.

Both sides fell silent.

Hecha said to the pastor whose brows were twisted into hemp ropes, "Do you want to work with him for the rest of your life?"

The pastor cracked his expression slightly.

Not long after, the door of the storage room was slammed shut, and Lytle, Hecha, and the busty priest were tied together with a rope.

As soon as Lytle's hand left the warm palm, he immediately came alive again.He said to Hecha complacently: "I successfully resolved the crisis, you should credit me for it."

"Yes." The little guy full of loopholes, you will write down all the foolishness you make for you.

Another pastor finally woke up after sneezing countless times. He found that his priest's robe was gone, and he was only wearing a pair of pants. Not only that, but his hands were tied with a rope: "God! !What's wrong with me?"

He came back to his senses, recalled the scene before fainting, and stared at Lytle: "You want to escape!"

...well, he seems to have a decent memory.

Lytle quibbled: "You read it wrong, or you have paranoia, we didn't want to escape at all."

The half-naked pastor sneered: "Put away your clumsy lies, don't try to lie to me, pretend I'm a three-year-old kid?"

"Look at your situation." Lytle reminded: "Why are you tied to us without paranoia? There is always a reason."

The half-naked pastor didn't listen at all. He was shivering from the cold and shouted angrily: "Where are my clothes? Where did you put my clothes?"

"Oh what?"

The door of the storage room snapped open, and his colleague looked at him gloomily for a while, and then stuffed a dirty rag into his mouth under the disbelieving gaze of the half-naked priest.

"Look." Lytle said triumphantly: "The cruelty of reality will not leave you the slightest luck."

The half-naked pastor groaned several times, but found that he couldn't speak a word, so he could only pick up the clothes that fell on the ground and cover his body to keep warm.

Once the three were tied up, they were tied up until night.Ruby seemed to have forgotten them.

"Why don't you even have dinner?" Lytle complained dissatisfiedly: "Is Ruby trying to starve me to death?"

Hecha glanced at the half-naked pastor, "Maybe the food delivery person isn't here."

"Woooooo!" The half-naked pastor expressed his anger with frowning eyebrows.

"Shout what?"

The pastor who was guarding the door was so irritable that he stuffed the rag into his mouth again.

Half-naked pastor: "..."

Lytle persuaded: "Give up the useless struggle, if you want to keep licking the rag, I didn't say it, but this cloth may wipe the bottom of the bed where fleas jump, the kitchen where cockroaches crawl, and the cobweb where spiders live. , be careful, be careful."

The half-naked pastor's eyeballs rolled upwards slowly, almost failing to lift them up.

The bright moon, which is not yet round, gradually rises to the sky.

Lytle's eyelids gradually began to fight, and his stomach growled.He missed the big soft bed in Hexa castle, at least there were warm quilts to cover it.

His head sank little by little.

Hecha closed his eyes and leaned back, when a hard and heavy object suddenly hit his leg, and the severe pain caused him to open his eyes.

The black head fell asleep on Hecha's lap with his iron skin, and his rosy lips were slightly parted, breathing evenly.Looks cute and alluring.

Hecha sighed and turned his head sideways.

Not long after, the iron sheet hit again.

After repeated labor over and over again, Hecha finally gave up.

Pushing his messy hair to his ears one by one, the boy still had a slight blush on his cheeks when he fell asleep, and rubbed his fingers on his plump lips for a while, sliding all the way down to his Adam's apple, not Prominent, but still slightly raised.

Hecha was stunned for a while, and laughed again after a while, lowered his head and said in Lytle's ear with an inaudible voice: "Are you a little boy?"

The young man who was about to be exposed didn't realize it, but his throat was itchy, he smacked his mouth twice, turned over, and fell asleep again.

The place was not big, and after turning over, the black head almost fell to the ground. Hecha moved him back, and slid his hand to his crotch without changing his face. The touch in his hand was cold iron.

Hecha pursed his lips in disappointment.

"...Little Aina, have you had plastic surgery?" He touched the young man's smooth and tender face, and an uncertain light flashed in his eyes: "I overturned my vase and peeked at my cabinet. Got it, if you weren't for him, I'd throw you into the sewer to feed the rats."

He was answered by bursts of snoring.

Hecha took Lytle into his arms and closed his eyes again.

This pair of shameless dogs and men!

The half-naked pastor was so angry that he was shivering in the dark night in a black robe, his face was blue, and his eyes popped out.

Time passed by, and the half-naked priest couldn't resist the drowsiness of drowsiness, and gradually tilted his head.

The morning light shone through the mist and sprinkled on the streets of Moervia City, and the small vendors began to shout vegetables and fruits.

Lytle felt warm on his body, and after waking up in a daze, rubbed his head again, and fell asleep dimly.

Ruby led two of his men to kick in the door, and what he saw was Miss Lani sleeping with her head buried in her little lover's neck. The little lover had already woken up and was stroking Miss Lani's body hair.

Ruby instantly regretted shutting the two of them together, and the two shameless people hugged each other as if no one else was there. Obviously, Lanny had long forgotten her mission, and only had her little lover in her eyes!

He exhaled twice, and even transferred a trace of resentment to Earl Omans, why didn't your lord find a more reliable woman?How can this little girl who can't hold anything but love in her heart help him?

You must know that if the matter is revealed, he will end up being sent to the gallows, and Lanny is not stupid to the extreme, exposing the fact that she has empathized with another, Duke Hecha will also have to forgive her for the count's sake Be kind and forgiving.

Thinking of this, Ruby put his foot on the wooden door and made a loud thud.

Lytle was so frightened that his whole body bounced up, his head hit Duke Hecha's chin, and tears almost fell from the pain.

The pain finally cleared his mind for a moment, Lytle moved his neck, and lost his mind again after meeting the blue pupils.

He drooped his head mechanically.

Oh, why is there drool on Duke Hecha's chest?

Crystal clear and reflective.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Lytle said disgustedly: "You are too dirty, and you even dripped your saliva on your clothes."

"It's not mine." Hecha corrected me with a good temper: "It's yours."

his?Lytle's heart skipped a beat.

his--? !

Lytle was not sleepy in an instant, who told him what he did? !Had he slept all night in Hecha's arms?

What is that comfortable and warm thing that you rub against while sleeping?Could it be his chest? !

This is not true.Lytle covered his badly injured head and quickly crawled back.

In Ruby's eyes, it was a sign of Lanny's desire to escape.

This woman still wants to escape? !

Without saying a word, Ruby asked his priest to tie him from the ground to the chair.