I caught an angel

Flora pulled the chain, and Dickens was restrained, half forced, half obedient, hanging his head.

Flora loved his appearance so much, she immediately stood on tiptoe, embraced him and kissed him softly.

The button was unbuttoned again, and the loose white robe was torn apart, fluttering to the ground.

Flora stroked his back, the perfect shape fluttering like a butterfly's wings.

Every inch that Flora brushed against, felt trembling.

Dickens panted lightly, his eyes dimmed, he raised his hand, hugged Flora tightly, and got close to her.

Flora repeated in a hoarse voice, "Dickens, spread your six wings."

Dickens' eyes regained their clarity for a moment, and he stared fixedly at Flora for a moment, then closed his eyes again, and obediently spread out his six wings.

The warm yellow candlelight illuminates the dim dormitory, and the huge and gorgeous black six wings spread out, making the already hazy dormitory even darker, and the lightness flowing in the air is even more provocative.

Flora pulled the chain, stepped back step by step, and finally lay on her back on the soft bed, and the fallen angel also fell down, propped up on Flora's body.

Flora whispered: "You are lowering down a little, let me hug you."

The fallen angel did as he said, slowly softened, hugged the queen tightly, and hugged her tightly.

Flora smiled, her palms lingering presumptuously along his back, finally resting on the base of the sensitive wings.

The fallen angel's eyes were tightly closed, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were a seductive crimson, and his low gasps flowed out from between his teeth. He was on the verge of being broken, which made people's hearts twist.

Flora's desire is not serious, at least for now she has no plans to directly combine with the fallen angel.

As the fallen angels said before, they need a wedding.

And Flora is obviously more interested in arousing the feelings of the fallen angels, which makes her clearly feel that the fallen angels belong to her and are possessed by her.

After an unknown amount of time, the fallen angel's breathing gradually became weaker, and the brows were also stained with tiredness.

Flora pushed Dickens away with a slight force on her hand.

Dickens opened his eyes and looked at her tiredly. Flora kissed him lightly on the lips and comforted him: "Honey, I'll go and see Nora, you rest for a while, and I'll come back to accompany you later." ,OK?"

Dickens groaned softly, recalling the previous gaffe, he raised his hands in shame, covered his eyes, and said softly, "Go with your sister, Flora, and leave me alone for the night."

Flora didn't respond, she saw the fallen angel folded her wings, took off the fallen angel's clothes intimately, and stuffed him into the quilt.

Dickens held a corner of a rag and looked at her secretly.

Flora smiled and said, "Wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Dickens's lips trembled, he raised his hand silently, and covered his cheeks with the quilt again, with a very obvious intention to cover up.

Flora looked back at him, suppressed the smile in her eyes, changed into her pajamas, and walked out quietly. She closed the door and walked out.

The corridor was dark, and Flora had not changed her old habits.That's why Flora didn't see that the moment she walked out of the room, a black feather quietly floated down from her skirt, lying quietly on the fluffy white blanket, blending into the night.

Flora knocked lightly on Nora's room door. Nora was lying relaxed on a large seat covered with thick blankets, flipping through a magic book with crimson pages.

Hearing the sound coming from the door, Nora couldn't help raising her head. She got up from the seat, and went to open the door in white velvet slippers.

Flora, who was wearing wine-red pajamas, stood at the door, her beautiful and pure face showed a hazy temptation under the light, which was very attractive.

Flora was also looking at Nora. Nora had already changed her clothes. She was wearing a white nightgown, her blond hair slid down her shoulders obediently, her ears were pointed, like an elf, lively and agile .

Seeing her eyes, Flora immediately understood that the younger sister in front of her was the innocent and pure one.

When Nora saw her sister, her eyes turned into crescents. She laughed happily and asked expectantly, "Sister, are you going to sleep with Nora tonight?"

She had been separated from her sister for too long, and she really wanted to get close to her sister. It was undoubtedly a good way to get a good night's sleep.

Flora paused, and under the gaze of Nora's starry eyes, her heart was shaken for a while, but thinking of the eyes of the fallen angel who secretly pulled the corner of the quilt to look at her when she left, there was a trace of longing in the refusal, My heart immediately became firm again.

Flora gently stroked Nora's head, and said dotingly and helplessly: "Next time, my sister also just reunited with Dickens, and my sister wants to accompany him tonight."

Nora's eyes dimmed, and she murmured in frustration, "Nora is no longer my sister's favorite sister..."

Flora hugged her distressedly, and comforted her: "Nora is my sister's favorite sister, but my sister has a more beloved person, but Nora is still very important to my sister."

Nora pursed her lips and hugged Flora tightly, obviously not wanting to let her go.

Flora lowered her eyebrows, and after pondering for a few moments, she had an idea in her mind.

Flora pulled Nora away, cupped her cheek and asked her, "Nora, do you want to meet another sister?"

Flora's question was nonsensical, because she only had one younger sister, and that was Nora.

But after she said it, Nora immediately understood what she meant.

Nora opened her eyes slightly, and asked in surprise, "Is sister referring to Laura?"

Flora pondered for a while, thinking that Laura should be the name of the 'Sea Witch' sister, she nodded in affirmation.

Nora's mood was immediately withdrawn from her jealousy towards her brother-in-law, and she fell into fearful anticipation.

During the tens of thousands of years of being banned, Laura, who spoke harshly but was kind-hearted, accompanied her through it all the time.

They exist in one body and cannot talk or communicate. They can only communicate briefly through a few potion residues on the wall when they switch bodies, and then wait for the next exchange.

They were each other's only support.

Nora asked expectantly: "Can sister really summon Laura?"

Flora's eyes darkened for a moment, and her tone was a bit cold, but she was not targeting Nora: "Yes. I used to... have my soul taken out by Percy and put into a puppet. I have learned this spell."

Nora's eyebrows trembled slightly. She wanted to ask her sister about her experiences over the years, but she was afraid of touching on her sister's sad things, so she hesitated to speak.

Flora knew her sister very well, and she could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression.

Flora raised her index finger, touched Nora's lips gently, and said with a smile, "Nora, don't ask sister if she is okay. My sister has done bad things, I don't want to recall them, otherwise I will be punished." Overwhelmed with guilt."

Nora stared at her deeply, and said after a long time, "Okay, sister."

Flora said: "The puppet that holds the soul needs special materials. When I wake up tomorrow, my sister will make a new body for Laura. Now Nora can go to sleep first, okay?"

Nora also knows that this kind of thing can't be rushed. Before that, she didn't even think that she could get along with Laura face to face.

So when Flora coaxed her, she obediently agreed.

Flora sat by her bed, watching Nora's eyes tightly closed until her breathing calmed down, then she quietly extinguished the candle and went back to her room.

Flora returned to her room lightly. When the door was pushed open, there was a slight noise. The angel's ears moved slightly as she faced the wall in a daze. cheeks.

Afterwards, he felt that the bed next to him had slumped slightly, the quilt was lifted, and a slightly cold air flowed in. Dickens felt a little cold.

Immediately afterwards, the soft and warm body turned over, hugging the fallen angel tightly from behind.

Flora hugged Dickens from behind, and rubbed her cheek against his back. She felt very good. She was very close to the fallen angel, but the chains were a little tight.

But considering that the chains are the power to help her imprison the fallen angels, the small shortcomings are not negligible.

What's more, the fallen angel's upper body was bound by chains, lying on the bed and unable to resist was so alluring.

Dickens quietly held Flora's hand. His palm was cold, but the palm was very warm, just like the blazing heart beneath his cold exterior.

The warm yellow candlelight quietly went out without knowing when, the curtains were not closed, and the silvery moonlight shone from the window lattice, shining on the two people who were snuggling together, and a gentle breath slowly swayed out.

The malevolent curse came quietly, and the people of the kingdoms were drowsy, and a familiar feeling came. They quickly climbed to the bed and lay down to avoid lying on the ground in an indecent posture due to sudden sleep.

The night passed peacefully.

After getting enough sleep, Flora opened her eyes naturally.

Dawn came quietly, and the dawn light penetrated the clouds and gradually fell on the land of the kingdom.

The people have woken up, but most of them haven't gotten up yet, and are still dawdling, except for the well-trained maids and guards in the castle.

Helena sternly snatched her place from Anna. When she woke up, she immediately got dressed, left the bedroom, packed up her toiletries, and stood indifferently at Nora's door waiting for her call.

Nora is not affected by Flora's sleeping spell and is still asleep.

Helena was in a daze, and from the corner of her eye, she saw a little dirt on the pure white blanket.

When she got closer, she realized that it was not dirt, but a pure black feather.

Looking at the black feather, Helena's pupils suddenly shrank.

Flora had just woken up, she was not very conscious yet, but she just instinctively burrowed into the arms of the person beside her.

Responding belatedly, the fallen angel may have been stunned, turned around in the middle of the night, and was facing Flora at this time, with one arm around her waist, holding her tightly in his arms inside.

After realizing this, Flora's cheeks turned red immediately, and her breathing became a little disordered.

And this is not the end yet, the rather glaring sunlight shone on Dickens' cheeks, and he slowly opened his misty eyes. He subconsciously hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and then hugged her for a while.

Flora's fists were clenched, and because of that hard touch, her cheeks were instantly flushed with blush.

She thought that she was slutty enough, but it wasn't until she was faced with such a situation that Flora realized that she still overestimated herself, and she would still feel flustered and ashamed.

But the feeling of shame did not make her resist this situation, and Flora even felt that she was a little impatient.

——Obviously I didn't feel anything about that kind of thing yesterday.

She blushed thinking.

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