The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Is he scolding himself?Fran hesitated.

The little male servant scolded happily, but his eyes were still clear, scolding the harshest words with the most gentle face, the two formed a sharp contrast and contrast.

Bai Lin's complexion is very fair, he raised his head slightly, his fair and slender neck was lifted up, bending into a beautiful arc.The skin on the neck was white, tender and smooth, and under the background of the atmosphere at this moment, the disturbed Fran was in a panic.

He wanted to destroy, destroy this beauty, so much that Bai Lin could no longer speak harsh words.

Such an ambiguous picture suddenly rushed into Fran's heart, warm and pure.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and suddenly he felt that his idea might really work. He closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed that wonderful impulse.

Bai Lin didn't understand anything, but felt that Fran's expression was very strange, it didn't look like the serious look of a priest that he usually showed, but at this glance, he was no different from ordinary people like them.

At first, his mind was full of things like the new cruelty value added by the bastard system in this plane, not only on the surface, but also scolded Fran even harder in his heart.

But soon he would be unable to swear, for the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Bai Lin looked at Fran, but Fran didn't speak, Bai Lin suddenly felt a little scared in his heart, and wanted to push him away.

It seems like something not quite right is going to happen.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Fran's voice was hoarse and deep, which was the best foil in the current atmosphere.

He didn't notice that, from some time ago, that faint divine power was surrounding him. Under the urging of the divine power, Bai Lin's thinking also became confused. He didn't know what he was doing. Urge.

Fran shouldn't have used that power, he knew that, but the impulse in his heart had surpassed the confinement of God.

"Ok?"

What can he do to the priest, he is clearly just playing, why does it seem that he has done something wrong, Bai Lin shrinks back angrily, and rubs against Fran's arms a few times unwillingly to show that own dissatisfaction.

"In that case." Fran waved his hand quietly, and the light blue divine power slipped out from between his fingers, and slid down onto Bai Lin's left cheek. The scar that had faded away slowly faded away until there was no trace left.

Now the boy's original appearance was completely displayed in front of his eyes, with good skin and smooth touch, the boy was whining and chirping in his arms like a kitten, and Fran felt his mouth was dry.

"Have you made up your mind?"

It was clear that he was taking advantage of Bai Lin when he was unconscious. Fran didn't know whose opinion he was asking for, but after he finished speaking, he only felt a little less guilty in his heart. In my arms.

Bai Lin is already half-drowsy and half-awake at this moment, he is constantly dawdling with discomfort, making moaning and chirping sounds.

At this moment, there was no one in the main building. Fran moved lightly, put the person on the bed, and jumped on him in the next second.

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The storm outside never stopped that night, and the thunder beat against the wall, roaring and venting, completely covering up the abnormality in the house, no matter how loud the sound inside the house was, outsiders couldn't hear it at all.

Suddenly, Jack, who was sleeping on the first floor, woke up. He looked at the position on the third floor hesitantly. Why, it always felt a little strange...

What the hell is the master doing?