don't make me wear a skirt

Lytle reluctantly agreed with this statement. After all, the factory is full of ordinary civilians. They turned into painful monsters without knowing it. All of this is inseparable from Belida.

The Siho Empire should arrest him, including Omans.

According to the original plan, they were divided into two groups.

Ade took the two little ghosts, a puppet and Angelina, and planned to return to Moyevia first. They would be personally escorted by John Bar to report Belida, Lytle, maid Tisha and Hecha to the small town of Cary.

Before getting into the carriage, Tryndamere bid Lytle a tearful farewell: "Master, will we meet again in the future?"

"Of course." Lytle touched his head lovingly: "It's not life and death."

Watching the two children bid farewell waving small handkerchiefs, Lytle got into another carriage, opened the curtain and looked enviously at the departing shadow. It was a disaster, he was going to share a car with the devil again.

When will the days of boundless darkness come to an end?

Hecha leaned against the interior of the carriage as if trying to sleep, and Lytle moved to the left in distaste.

His movements stopped in the next second. Damn Tisha actually threw away the potion he had worked so hard to make!

The carriage jolted, Lytle was quiet for a while, and his eyes began to wander, slowly moving down from Hecha's eyelashes to his lips.

Oh, in fact, this guy looks good, but his personality is too perverted. If he is willing to turn over a new leaf and be a new man, and willingly offer the nutrient solution, then he is willing to forgive all the bad deeds before.

Lytle applauded for his kindness. After all, not everyone will forgive the person who has a negative distance with him, let alone that person has no signs of repentance at all.

"Why are you so confident every time you touch my ass?!" He became more and more angry as he thought about it, and couldn't help asking angrily.

"Don't have a title, you can do whatever you want!"

Hecha's eyelids moved.

"Oh no no no." Lytle immediately covered his mouth in fright: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, I didn't mention you."

I almost forgot, this guy loves to pretend to be asleep, but he has learned from the past.

When Hecha couldn't move, Lytle maintained the same posture for a long time, then put down his hands nervously: "You fell asleep, right?"

If there was no response, Lytle would have fallen asleep if there was no response, his eyeballs rolled, and his gaze involuntarily glanced at his waist.

There is a space bag hanging on his waist, and the confiscated out-of-print goods are inside.

"Duke Hecha? Duke Hecha?"

Lytle was overjoyed, approached and called twice, but found that there was no response, and the little devil in his heart began to move around.

Since the old horse stumbled the previous time, which made everyone very embarrassed, this time he decided to proceed cautiously and adopt a roundabout tactic.

He first pretended to lift the car curtain to look back, and then pretended to be in shock and shouted: "God, Belida is chasing us!"

As soon as the words fell, before Hecha could react, Tisha's sneer came from outside the carriage: "Wake up, dear master, where is Belida? Are you hallucinating? Or is it the Belida from the nightmare?" Li Dada chased the crap out of you?"

...Who will beat this pig teammate to death?

Of course he won't see Belida's catching up, it's just a strategy!

Lytle yelled angrily: "Don't disturb Tisha, your witty master, I am doing a great thing, no matter what movement or sound you have, you are not allowed to make a sound or come in."

"Okay." Tisha shrugged outside.

After teaching Tisha, Lytle turned to look at Hecha again.

Good guy, I didn't wake up with such a loud voice, which is enough to show that Hecha is very sleepy now, sleeping like a dead pig!

He was gearing up for action.

Lytle is on the left, and Hecha's space bag is on the far right of the carriage. It is somewhat difficult to get it without touching each other at all.

Fortunately, this guy was a deep sleeper.

Lytle turned around, squatted down, and with an unparalleled momentum, struck at the space bag on Hecha's waist at an extremely fast speed——

Unfortunately, he seems to have overestimated the length of his arms, and it is almost impossible to bend his arms to remove the bag.

After some anxiety, Lytle was out of breath. Relying on the remaining physical strength to support his body, he bent over and stood up on the rickety carriage, with one foot around Hecha's knee, and the other hand ruthlessly The space bag was pulled down.

Ha ha!There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Before he was happy for a few seconds, the carriage shook violently, his body involuntarily leaned forward, and threw himself heavily into Hecha's arms.

Damn it, is this extreme joy begets sorrow? !

Lytle cursed and straightened his small body, and then, a huge tension caused him to fall back into the warm embrace again.

This time it's artificial.

The lips that rubbed against the ears spoke: "You want to sit in my arms after doing so much? Huh?"

Lytle's eyes immediately turned into poached eggs.

Why is he always so unlucky?This guy is awake!

Tisha hurried forward, it was almost evening, and it would be time to lock the city in a while. If she didn't arrive in the small city of Karui by that time, it meant that she and her master would live in the wild for one night.

In fact, it’s nothing to sleep in the wild, but Lytle still remembers the dirty living environment in the Dungeon of Durance, and there are some harmless little bugs. Shocked and screaming like a little girl.

Just like now.

Tisha pricked up her ears, and found a choked sound of "Woooooooooo" coming from the carriage.

Has her fussy little master started to cry presciently before he sleeps out?

Tisha rolled her eyes skyward.

The carriage continued to move forward quickly.The matter was over like that, but she found that the choking sound in the carriage was not only endless, but even mixed with some bad things.

For example, the entreaties of the little master.

However, the situation inside sounded like begging was useless, because the choking sound of "Woooooooooo" sounded intermittently again.

Once in a century!Will the little master still beg for help?

Tisha originally planned to ask enthusiastically, but suddenly remembered her previous advice, and silently closed her mouth.

That's what he said was great?

Tisha hurried and hurried still after the moon hung high in the sky before arriving at the small town of Cary.

When Lytle got off the carriage, his feet were weak, and Hecha simply hugged him down.

Tisha saw that her little master's face had not only turned into a red apple, but her lips were moist and swollen, and she couldn't help but have [-] guesses about what he did in the carriage.

Lytle lifted his weak steps and took two steps forward, and almost fell down. Fortunately, Hecha reacted quickly to help him, and he didn't let him fall to his knees.

"What do we do now?" Lytle asked hoarsely.

Oh, the voice is hoarse.He began to regret constantly, why did he fight the devil desperately?His mouth was stirred for an hour!

It's about the same as he ate the saliva of Hecha's dead pervert for an hour, how terrible!I shudder just thinking about it!

Tisha suggested, "It's better to camp for one night."

The city gate was closed, and the guarding cavalry went back to sleep, and they had no chance to enforce the Duke's privileges.

"They're too lax!" Lytle said hoarsely: "What if there is an invasion that massacres the city at night? They don't have any sense of prevention!"

Tisha dismantled it coolly: "You just don't want to sleep in the open."

In the end, even Lytle's voice was mixed with decadence: "Shouldn't I, who is deeply tormented, have a good meal and a good rest?"

"Do we have a tent?" asked Hecha, who was well fed, his eyes curled into crescents, and he looked very kind when he asked.

Tisha replied, "Yes."

"Shall we sleep in a tent?" Hecha touched the little head in his arms and asked gently.

"I don't want it!" Lytle would not compromise.

Sleep in a tent? !Not only will his mouth be stirred, but his ass will also be in danger!

"You were so cute just now."

Hecha frowned, and raised a bunch of soft hair. His little Aina was always changing his promises, and he clearly promised everything in the carriage, but in the blink of an eye, he acted as if nothing had happened.

Lytle tried to pull out his hair in fear, but failed again.

Any promising young man who knows each other and cherishes his life will not succumb to the evil forces, even if it is a short-term surrender, it is only temporary.

"Are you unwell?" Hecha asked in his ear.

Lytle's whole body was blushing, and he had a premonition that if he didn't make it clear now, he would be more "comfortable" at night.

He struggled for a moment, and kissed Heza on the cheek.

The movement of Hecha's hand remained unchanged, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widened.

Tisha was shocked, oh, her little master, she said she hates her, but she acted so proactively, I couldn't believe it.

In the evening, Lytle, who made his arch-enemy happy, got his own independent personal tent as he wished, and he happily rolled on it.

Today was a successful day, and he finally didn't have to wake up to find a nasty ghost sleeping next to him!

"You're like a puberty little girl." Tisha said disgustedly while making the bed for him.

"You don't understand." Lytle crossed his legs with a calm expression: "I exchanged a short loss for a night of comfort, no matter how you think about it, it's a good deal."

"Okay." Tisha closed the sheets for him: "After all, I won't call the person I like a nuisance."