With the enhanced attribute, I stole the white moonlight of the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

"elder sister……"

Well.

Who is calling her?

"Sister Wen Laier, wake up, Miss Rong has sent you a magic butterfly for communication."

Who!

Rong Chengjiao? !

Qi Yang, who was still asleep, sat up straight with a carp, startling Lutes who was bending over to caress her forehead worryingly.

"Hold, I'm sorry, I fell asleep in a bit of a daze."

Qi Yang covered his drowsy forehead, subconsciously looked around while talking.Ah, it's still her big bedroom!

Wait, why did she have this first reaction?

Could it be that she had a dream before, dreaming that she ran to some weird place?

Too bad she couldn't remember anything this time.

Noticing that Qi Yang was still in a daze, Lu Tesi frowned indistinctly.

She didn't know if Sister Wenlaier had noticed that after that war, her work and rest habits became more and more similar to that of the human race.

Relying on the fact that she is already an unscrupulous Xiaoqiang, the vampire queen travels during the day and sleeps soundly at night to recuperate.All these signs make people think of the human race who live according to this law, so that once the nocturnal vampires want to hold a decision-making meeting in the middle of the night according to their habits, Lu Tesi has to replace the yawning Qi Yang. .

For this, Lutesi was very embarrassed, and reminded Qi Yang more than once that she was the only blood prince recognized. If this continues for a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will transfer the ideal king to Lute. On Si Toledore.

However, the prince himself did not care about this at all.It was even said that Lotus always felt that she wished to give up this position to her little sister.

...But if you think about it further along this line of thought, Lotus will not dare.

Although everyone desires power, she has no intention of seizing the throne.

Leaving aside the strange routine, Lotus respectfully presented a butterfly to Qi Yang.If it weren't for the beauty of the butterfly itself, with the star-like debris constantly lingering around it, full of mystery, Lotus's respectful gesture would have seemed a little strange.

Qi Yang couldn't help but look sideways.

Why does it feel like my sister has suddenly become a bit of performance art.

Repressing the strange doubts in his heart, Qi Yang took the butterfly and skillfully felt the message in the magic circle that began to emerge.

"I don't know if I can have the honor to invite Ms. Wen Laier to come to the headquarters of our Holy Magister Association to have a talk?"

After a short sentence, the butterfly was annihilated into powder and dissipated in her hands.

Qi Yang was slightly stunned, and curled up his five fingers, as if he wanted to grab something.

After a while, she was also distracted by her strange behavior for a moment, and she couldn't help but grinned helplessly after she realized it.

It must be because I miss my wife so much.

She told herself so.

After the "Holy War", even the dominant ethnic forces suffered considerable damage, and the leaders of all parties had to go back to rectify, repair, and deal with various follow-up cumbersome affairs.

She and Rong Chengjiao are no exception.

They sought employment in their place, so for a long time after that they did not properly leave official duties and simply do some of the most common things lovers do.

After all, that is their responsibility.

I still remember that on the X day of the general calendar in the mainland, the jihad launched by Horn was finally stopped by the forces of the blood clan, the dragon clan, and the elves who later rebelled against the water. Rong Chengjiao, the holy magister of the human race, made the most outstanding contribution.

The two cooperated tacitly, disregarding their own life and death, and took the safety of all ethnic groups in the continent as the primary goal. With seamless cooperation, they wiped out the evil mage Horn and eradicated his remaining forces. Created a lasting peace and tranquility.

Afterwards, under the leadership of the prince of the blood clan, the two patriarchs of the dragon clan, and the new chief holy magister, the various clans concluded a treaty of peaceful coexistence that lasted for thousands of years.All ethnic groups do not invade each other, do not unite with each other, do not interfere with each other's politics, live in peace and harmony, and get along very well.

A massive war came to an end just like that.

That was also an important day on this vast continent that no one would ever forget.

And these events were all neatly recorded in the history books of all the tribes, or the biographies specially used to praise and remember, kept in the most glorious library cabinet; or placed in the school, passed on among the apprentices and children or mixed in the long wind that blows over every inch of ruins left by the war, every inch of soil soaked in blood and slaughter, and is passed on by word of mouth among passers-by.

Never fade, never fade, never be forgotten.

Qi Yang half closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a gentle arc.

Life will eventually pass away, just like a hard rock will weather, and the snow on the top of the mountain will melt all the year round.

If there are some things, some people, some words that prove that she has been here and record what she has done, it will be enough.

Opening his eyes lightly, Qi Yang Yingying stood up, flashed excitedly into the dressing room, and quickly changed into the long skirt that had been prepared.

Pushing open the door, she straightened the hem of her skirt elegantly, then picked up a pile of gift bags that she had already prepared beside her, passed Lotus, stood in front of the dressing table that was rarely used, leaned forward, and raised her hand Roll up the broken hair around the ears.

"Lotus, is this okay?"

Watching the prince's rare shy and excited expression, Lotus was a little dazed.

She had only heard of some things that human women used to dress up from Qi Liya before.

Of course Sister Wenlaier would never use it.

But now, from her earlobes to her cheeks, she is covered in a beautiful pink.

It wasn't until the slim figure disappeared into the room that she realized it belatedly.

It's not rouge.

The woman's face was blush like a flower because of her sweetheart.

Arriving at the headquarters of the Holy Magister Committee smoothly, Qi Yang stepped into the quaint main entrance and raised his head subconsciously.

It's pitch black.

Probably in order to take care of Qi Yang, Rong Chengjiao still chose to hold the Continental Conference at night.

As early as when Horn was in power, the Continental Congress was rarely held in such a mobilizing manner. Now that the war is over, it is of course understandable to hold a large-scale meeting.

Qi Yang was the third to arrive.

Pushing open the door, she saw her lover sitting there.

Rong Chengjiao seemed to be still immersed in the document in his hand, without looking up.She still wore the most conventional mage robes, and did not add any decorations that symbolized her high-level status—as long as the chief holy magister was willing, of course no one would say no—but even so, the more solid and stable magic power It still made Rong Chengjiao appear even more extraordinary, without the need for foreign embellishments at all.

She just sat there and read it intently, and it was already a beautiful painting.

"Your Excellency Winrelle."

Pulled back from his thoughts by another familiar voice, Qi Yang looked at Qi Liya, who obviously hadn't moved from the nest, recovered his senses with an "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Qi Yang had doubts since he hadn't seen Qi Liya in the previous jihad.

At first, she thought that saintesses were not suitable to join the battle, but she had heard about Qilia's own strength, so she couldn't help being a little puzzled by this contradictory inference. Afterwards, she hurriedly asked her wife, but Rong Chengjiao seemed to be Prefer not to disclose.

Forget it, now that you are free, you can chat and ask anytime.

As for now... I was so embarrassed when I saw my wife's crazy look just now!

Seeming to see through what she was thinking, Qi Liya pursed her lips and smiled: "Your Excellency Wen Lair, don't feel embarrassed, although the two of you are of different races, the mutual understanding is obvious to all of us, let alone what you have done for the mainland. Great and outstanding contribution. I'm sure everyone will wish you well."

"correct."

There was a hint of laziness in the gentle voice, Rong Chengjiao raised his eyelids with a smile that was not a smile, obviously the smile was deep in his eyes, but he was still teasing his lover, and he would not stop until it made her blush.

"So, if you like me, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

She pushed back the chair and flashed in front of Qi Yang in an instant.

The chief holy magister lifted the blood queen's chin with one finger, and squinted downwards, her brows and eyes were full of charm.

"Okay, okay, Miss Qilia is still here..."

As a result, before Qi Yang finished speaking, Qi Liya was about to step out of the door with half a foot: "It's okay, I won't disturb you, and by the way, I will stop Cecilia and Miss Sylvester who are coming soon. "

Qi Liya gave a thumbs up to the two, her eyes sparkling.

"What? Stop us?"

"Which one? I smell a sweeter scent than flame jelly! Sister Rang Rang! I want to squeeze in and have a look!"

"Cough cough!"

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Rong Chengjiao calmed down for a second, turned around and waved to everyone.

"Meeting!"

"Ah—" Sylvis dragged her head down, "What, Miss Rong is so stingy, my sister Long Da came all the way, and she didn't even show a single kiss."

When all the leaders arrived one after another, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be still lively.

Leaving the rule of the dictator, the meeting naturally becomes solemn but still easy to speak freely.

Rong Chengjiao probably took the lead in talking about the recent development of the human race, and the lords of other races also gave their own situations and suggestions according to their words.

After formulating and negotiating a short-term plan, the meeting ended quickly.

Qi Yang was left behind.

Following Rong Chengjiao step by step, he turned out of the headquarters of the Magisters Association and entered a room, where Qi Yang pressed his heart that was beating rapidly.

ah!It's my wife's boudoir!

"Cheng Jiao!"

As soon as the door was closed, Qi Yang put down the gift properly, and then a hungry tiger pounced on Rong Chengjiao, hugging her tightly, rubbing her head non-stop.

"us……"

Holding Rong Chengjiao's soft cheeks and sucking enough, Qi Yang let go.It was impossible for her to be willing to bite, and only licked to satisfy her cravings. It was hard to find the free time together, but because of the accumulated love words or too many doubts, she didn't know where to start.

Is it to have a long talk or do what adults should do.

Qi Yang's brain froze for a moment.

But soon, her waist was hugged tightly.

A gentle and irresistible force fell on the lips, Rong Chengjiao's voice was a little hoarse, which seemed a little different from usual.

"Win Lair, it's just the two of us now..."

The lingering hot air sprayed on her neck, Qi Yang was in a trance, and couldn't help but lowered his head following Rong Chengjiao's movements.

She forgot all the things she wanted to ask.

She didn't even remember the strange words Rong Chengjiao had said.

Lowering his head uncontrollably, Qi Yang bared his fangs.

It's not gentle, it's even a bit violent with fanaticism.

She bit Rong Chengjiao's shoulder.

Sweet and familiar blood poured into her mouth, and fine moaning sounds faintly escaped from her mouth.

Qi Yang felt that the tasting this time seemed to be slightly different from that one.

It seems more addictive.

Even more ecstasy.

Her eyelashes trembled and drooped, covering the confusion and trance in her eyes.

Surrounding her that she couldn't see, magic circles that Rong Chengjiao had never shown before continued to emerge one after another.

Even including Rong Chengjiao himself, a different radiance seemed to surround his body.

Her cheeks flushed obviously due to the vampire's nibbling, but she still closed her eyes and seemed to be muttering.

"I love you."

The consciousness of the woman in her arms was not enough to support her to hear a few words clearly, but Rong Chengjiao still insisted on talking over and over again.

It was as if he wanted to engrave this sentence deeply into his own blood and into his memory.

I love you.

Ah Yang.

I love you.

but.

I am sorry.