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The saint in a gray robe stood at the door. She still wore a cloak to cover her face, but her eyes still kept a trace of tenderness.

Angel immediately let the door open and whispered, "Come in!"

The saint stepped in immediately, and Angel said, "It's so late, I thought you'd know I'm here tomorrow!"

The saint sat on the bedside and said, "I've been sending people here to watch over the past few days, but I thought you weren't coming."

"Why didn't I come? I just heard that the abdication ceremony of the saint is troublesome, so I'm afraid you won't have time to come!"

"I thought you were going to be planning the wedding with the crown prince too, and you didn't have time to come."

Angel said: "What auspicious day will we choose for our wedding? It's scheduled for more than 30 days."

The saint didn't speak when she heard the words, but just looked at Angel with eyes like water.

Angel was a little embarrassed and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

The saint sighed: "You will soon become the Crown Princess of Laurencia."

Angel smiled: "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily?" The saint looked at her and said, "Has he changed his mind?"

Angel sweated wildly: "I can't see him several times a year, so we can't say that we have changed our minds!"

The saint asked again: "So you don't like him?"

Angel complained: "It doesn't matter whether I like him or not, the important thing is whether he likes me or not. After all, it is he who chooses his fiancée, not me."

"If you don't want to marry, then don't marry!" said the saint.

Angel took off her veil, looked at her extremely delicate face and exclaimed: "Sister Ya, you are getting more and more beautiful!"

"Don't change the subject!" Obviously, the saint already knew Angel's personality very well.

Angel had no choice but to say: "How can this matter be decided by me?"

The saint said: "I just ask if you want to marry or not?"

Angel said: "To be honest, I don't want to marry!"

"Sit and wait?" The saint said, "It's not like your temper!"

Angel looked at her with a wry smile and said, "Should I run away from home again?"

The saint said: "As long as you are willing, I will definitely help you!"

Angel: "What can you help me with?"

The saint lowered her head when she heard the words, her expression was gloomy, and she said after a long time: "Do you think that even if you run away from home, you won't be able to go far, and instead you will hurt your clansmen?"

Angel sighed and said, "Well, I think so. In fact, although I have the physique of a law god, my magic power grows relatively slowly!"

"Originally, it stands to reason that I have absorbed the dark magic power of Frankfurt. I have been at least a wizard in the past few years, but now I obviously find that this magic power is only enough for me to enter the realm of a senior magician. If I want to enter the level of a wizard , at least another four or five years!"

The saint looked at her in surprise: "How could it be so slow? It stands to reason that Frankfurt has the ability of a holy magister. You can at least become a magister!"

Angel said: "I have listened to Dean Dumbledore's class in the past few years, and I have mentioned the Physique of the God of Law. The Physique of the God of Law is indeed very abnormal in the early stage. Its magic power accumulation speed is at least three or four times slower than ordinary people. If If you want to change this situation, you must find the temple of the goddess of nature and be baptized by her fountain of life!"

"Fountain of Life?" The saint frowned: "The radiance of the goddess of nature has disappeared for thousands of years, and her temple is hard to find!"

Angel said: "I know there is her temple in the dark forest!"

The saint said: "But the ancient books I've read say that her temple is guarded by goblins and elves in Pannosia!"

Angel's eyes lit up: "Is there more than one temple for the goddess?"

The saint said: "Didn't you go to your Royal Academy to check the ancient books?"

Angel touched his nose and smiled dryly: "No, I don't care about it."

"Then what have you been busy with these past few years?" The saint asked a little bit.

Angel promised somewhat: "I, I'm busy studying magic!"

The saint was a little resentful, and finally said: "Well, I am very concerned about your Dharma God physique, so I will tell you the information I found. After all, the Vatican has a history of thousands of years, and many * can still be found. of!"

Angel looked at her unexpectedly: "You care so much about me!"

The saint snorted and said, "Of course I care about you, but you girl is so heartless, you don't tell me about such a big thing as engagement, you know how often I hear it from other people. Are you uncomfortable?"

Angel was wronged, and said in a low voice: "I, I don't think this is something glorious, there is nothing to show off, let alone tell you!"

The saint raised her eyebrows and looked into her eyes: "Did you...have plans in advance?"

Angel thought that the saint really had nothing to say to him. She was a saint of light, and she should have hated magicians extremely, but she always cared for herself, and even hid many things for herself, defending herself everywhere, If he didn't trust him, he would really be a little wolf-hearted, so he said: "I won't hide it from you, I want to run away from home again. I have been busy preparing for this year. While strengthening myself, I am also planning an escape route!"

Only then did the saint laugh and said, "I just said, you are not a worry-free person!"

Angel said: "Are you praising me or hurting me?"

Seeing her little angry expression, the saint suddenly pulled her into her arms and said dotingly: "I like you like this. The more others care about the glory and wealth, but in your eyes you can't avoid it like dung." !"

Angel was taken aback when she pulled her into her arms. She had seldom had any intimacy with others in this year, and now she was extremely uncomfortable being pulled into someone's arms so intimately.

Angel looked up and saw the saint's chin. The saint's facial features had changed from delicate to soft, probably because she gradually matured physically as she grew older.

I have to say, looking at the saint like this, she is still very beautiful, probably everyone is a face control, after being eaten by the saint like tofu, Angel relaxed his body after a few seconds, and leaned lazily against her. arms.

There is a faint fragrance on the Saintess, which smells a bit cool, but the more you smell it, the more fragrant it becomes, so getting close to such a beauty is actually a kind of enjoyment.

"What are you smelling?" The saint could not help asking when she noticed that Angel was constantly sniffing with Joan's nose.

Angel said: "You smell really good!"

"Smell?" The saint was stunned for a moment, she didn't use perfume, except for taking a flower bath, she hardly used any makeup.

Angel moved closer to her neck and sniffed it again. His breath tickled the saint's neck, which seemed to make her heart feel a little itchy.

Angel suddenly left her embrace and said with a playful smile, "I know, I know!"

The saint said: "Know what?"

Angel said: "Where does the fragrance on your body come from!"

The saint looked at her and blinked.

Angel stinky said: "It's deodorant, it must be deodorant!"

"Body scent?"

Seeing the curious look in the saint's eyes, Angel explained: "It's the scent that women naturally emit, not perfume, the smell that rouge can emit, only some women have this smell!"

The saintess rolled her eyes and said, "Then do you have any?"

Angel said: "You can't usually smell this fragrance by yourself!"

The saint immediately pulled her into her arms again and said, "Then let me smell it and I'll know!" Before Angel had time to react, she sniffed her neck.

The breath sprayed on the skin, making Angel itchy, and he couldn't help but want to break away and said, "It's so itchy, don't come anymore!"

"Not coming anymore? Doesn't that mean you took advantage of me, I have to smell it anyway!"

"Okay, okay, smell it quickly, do I have a scent on my body, don't let the body odor kill you!" Khan, how can you say that about yourself?

Seeing that she had become honest, the holy girl leaned against her neck and sniffed again. If Angel said that she had a delicate fragrance, then Angel had a faint milky fragrance.This kind of milk fragrance seems to be a kind of body fragrance that comes with the sweat glands when they sweat. It smells good, but it makes people feel slightly sleepy, as if it is very soothing.

Thinking of this, the saint really relaxed and rested her head on Angel's shoulder, intoxicated by the fragrance.

Angel saw that the saint didn't move, but her breath still irritated her, making her body numb and itchy, so she couldn't help asking, "How is it? What does it smell like on me?"

"Very fragrant!" The saint closed her eyes.

Angel scratched his neck and said, "What fragrance?"

"Milk fragrance." The saint said and moved closer: "It makes people want to eat it!"

"Huh?" Angel was stunned.She was in a daze, but suddenly trembled all over, as if getting an electric shock!It turned out that the saint really took the skin of her neck in one mouthful, and then sucked lightly.

Pushing the saint away, Angel stared at the saint dumbfounded, and the saint also looked at her. She felt embarrassed, but found that the saint's lips seemed to have a kind of seductive red, exuding a kind of attraction.

What, what's going on here?Angel felt that something was wrong, yes, the behavior of the two of them seemed to be wrong, but before she could figure out what was wrong, the saint spoke first: "Dawn." In a calm and indifferent tone.

Angel didn't speak.

At this time, the saint put one hand on her chin, then stood up slightly and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

Angel's mind was confused, she, she was a human being in two lives, why did she feel flustered?She was searching the memories in her mind, but she didn't think of any relationship. It seemed that she had never been in love in her previous life!

But for some reason, there seems to be a throbbing in the depths of Angel's soul, and that throbbing seems to be a kind of joy...

The saint's kiss only stayed on her lips, and parted after a few seconds. She said hoarsely: "Dawn!"

Angel still didn't answer.

The saint sighed and said, "Go to bed early, I'll come back tomorrow night!" After speaking, she got up and left.