I caught an angel

When Dickens was fully awake, he still held Flora tightly.

When he saw himself looking closely at Flora, he blushed a little, but after experiencing the passionate kiss yesterday, Dickens obviously strengthened his resistance, so he let Flora go naturally, and then sat up.

He half-supported his legs, softly closed his eyes, and the black chains formed a sharp contrast with his skin.

Flora thought, obviously judging from the feeling just now, he moved and it didn't go away for a while, why looking at him now, he doesn't seem to be affected at all, and the lingering eyes are still the same A particularly provocative energy.

Abstinence but sentimentality, contradictory and opposite states can always be perfectly integrated in him.

Dickens yawned lightly. The tiredness had not completely dissipated. He noticed Flora's gaze, glanced to the side casually, and then stopped.

Dickens looked at her curiously, and asked, "Flora, are you ashamed?"

Flora covered her palm-sized face, opened a little gap, and peeked at him through the gap.

However, Dickens seemed to have discovered something amazing, and he took the initiative to come over and grab Flora's hand without saying anything.

After seeing her flushed cheeks, he confirmed his judgment, and his expression was even more surprised: "It turns out...you are also shy."

Hearing Dickens' sighing tone, Flora was a little dissatisfied, and she muttered, "What are you talking about, I'm still a virgin, and of course I'd feel ashamed to share the same bed with you all night."

Dickens raised the corners of his lips slightly, covered his lips, and smiled softly.

Being ridiculed by him like this, Flora felt a little uncomfortable when she remembered her enthusiasm yesterday.

Flora pursed her lower lip, and took another peek at the fallen angel. Seeing that he didn't seem to respond to her desire at all, she couldn't help being surprised.

Flora thought for a while and asked, "Dickens, don't you deal with your desire?"

Dickens looked at her in a daze, not understanding what Flora was talking about.

Flora's gaze moved down uncontrollably, and with a flash of inspiration, Dickens suddenly understood why Flora's unusual shyness was going on.

He shivered his thin lips, and yanked the quilt that had just been pulled away, completely blocking himself from the waist down, and his face was even more red, even more so than Flora's.

Dickens held back his shame and argued, "I didn't do it on purpose, this is a normal desire of mine, and other angels will have it..."

Flora blinked, nodded slowly, and then turned the question back to the original point: "Then why don't you deal with it? Do you need help?"

Dickens's reaction was particularly intense, his eyes were rounded, and he strongly refused.

Perhaps because of the contrast and foil, Flora no longer felt so uncomfortable.

Smiling, she rang the bell cord and called Anna over.

Dickens pursed his lower lip slightly, expressing his opinion forcefully for the first time: "Flora, don't let others in."

Flora took a deep look at him, curled her lips, and said in a hoarse and seductive voice, "Of course, you are mine, and I am the only one who can see all your appearances."

Knowing that his embarrassment would not be seen by more people, Dickens was obviously relieved.

Then he glanced at Flora, saw Flora sitting on the seat, staring at him unblinkingly, turned around slowly, turned her back to Flora, and got into the bed again .

Flora stared at his back, eager to see what Dickens was doing and how to solve her desire, but she was afraid that her actions would be too presumptuous and make him dissatisfied, so she could only forcefully restrain herself.

But although she didn't look closely, Flora kept staring at Dickens' back.

But it seemed to her that Dickens was just lying there, waiting for his desire to subside, and doing nothing else.

Flora was a little puzzled, thinking of what Dickens said just now that angels with normal reactions would have such reactions, and thinking of the fact that gods like abstinence, a guess slowly formed in her mind.

Flora thought strangely, could it be that the angels are all lying silently like this, quieting their desires until they subside?

It feels a bit miserable, no wonder there were so many angels falling into the sky some time ago...

When Flora was thinking wildly, Anna immediately came out of her room when she heard the bell, and walked to the queen's room, waiting for the queen's call and order.

If it was normal, they should have prepared the toiletries directly to serve the queen, but this time because the queen's husband was in the queen's room, and thinking of the queen's strong possessive desire for the king's husband, Anna made an instant decision to go to the queen's room first. Ask the Queen what she wants before preparing.

When Anna made a decision and walked over, she saw Helena standing pale in front of the wall between the Queen and the Grand Duke's room. Behind the staring eyes, which were about to stare, there was a madness and haggardness.

Anna frowned slightly, walked in front of Helena calmly, and asked with concern: "Master Helena, what are you doing, I see that your expression looks a little haggard, did you not rest last night? "

Anna's voice brought back Helena's sanity, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to speak when she saw the person coming.

But when she saw that it was Anna, she immediately closed her mouth vigilantly, the guard in her eyes was very obvious.

Anna felt even more weird in her heart, and her brows frowned even tighter.

Helena said bluntly: "It has nothing to do with you, Head Maid Anna, do your own business and don't meddle in your own business."

Anna stared at her quietly for a moment: "I am His Majesty's personal maid, and I am responsible for managing all abnormal things that happen around Your Majesty."

Helena sneered, looked at her contemptuously, and said haughtily, "Really."

The questioning words were filled with a sense of yin and yang, like words mocking Anna.

After Helena said those words, she turned around and left, instead of continuing to wait at Nora's door, she went directly to her room, leaving Anna standing there staring at her back with dim eyes.

Helena ran into her room in a hurry and closed the door heavily. When she couldn't feel Anna's accompanying sight, she let out a heavy breath and leaned against the door, her body slowly limp.

Helena took out the black feather she walked from the corridor from her sleeve, with an extremely ferocious expression, she said through gritted teeth: "No wonder, no wonder... Your Majesty will suddenly be dissatisfied with me and no longer want me to serve you personally. She was bewitched by the devil."

"Angel...hehe, the angel's wings are pure white, how could they be black? The so-called husband who confused His Majesty is actually an evil fallen angel!"

Thinking of the true identity of that pious husband, Helena couldn't stop feeling disgusted.

Helena is different from Anna, who is a loyal queen party. She believes in gods more than the queen.

During those days when Flora fell into violence and used various spells to control her people, she prayed all the time, praying that the gods would take a look at the magic kingdom and see the madness of the queen, hoping that the gods would send a holy archangel to use Holy water cleanses the queen's heart again.

Yesterday, when she heard the queen say that she had dreamed of an angel, she thought that the gods had finally heard her prayer and decided to purify the queen.

But now she knows!

It's all a scam!

There is no holy archangel descending at all, and the queen is accompanied by an evil and despicable fallen angel!

The devil descended on the Magic Kingdom and tempted the already violent Her Majesty the Queen!

Helena murmured in despair: "Your Majesty is already so bad, if another demon bewitches her, she will become even worse... No, she has already become bad, after dreaming about that demon again, she will kill me Her side was expelled.

That devil must have known that I would warn His Majesty, so he deliberately drove me away from His Majesty, and replaced me with Anna, a shameless and shameless woman, to serve the Queen! "

"I must not let the queen continue to make mistakes!"

Helena panted heavily, and before she knew it, she walked to a mirror in the room.

There was a particularly bright piece in the lower right corner of the mirror, which didn't fit the whole mirror, but Helena didn't notice the difference.

She looked in the mirror, her face in the mirror was ferocious like a ghost, but this picture only lasted for a moment, the lens in the lower right corner kept flashing, and in the mirror, it was like a vortex, constantly spinning Extending inward, as if trying to suck in the person outside the mirror.

After a long time, the mirror returned to calm. In the mirror, Helena looked serious and rigid, but outside the mirror, Helena smiled ferociously, and her eyes were filled with malicious light.

After all the changes disappeared, on the lens in the lower right corner, two shallow white characters quietly appeared, eternity.