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The pink-haired maid sat in Ash's arms, stretched out her fingers and counted Ash's eyelashes, and nibbled on Ash's earlobe, rubbing against his arms like a snake.

It is very strange that Yaxiu will be fascinated by Vichy's intimacy in his heart, but also feel a great sense of guilt for this kind of self, just like a student indulging in the pleasure of having fun without doing homework.

He leaned over and pecked the maid's thin lips a few times, until he blushed after kissing Vichy before asking, "So, will we fall in love only during the transaction?"

"That's right." Vichy said with a smile, "Besides trading, why do we like this **** in front of us?"

Her legs clamped around Yaxiu's waist, as if she wanted to stuff her whole body into the other person's body, she took the initiative to stick out her tongue and lightly tap on Yaxiu's teeth, showing her enthusiasm unscrupulously.

When she stopped to wipe her lips, Ash showed a look of impatience for work: "Is that enough?"

"It's not enough." Vichy said, "Speaking of which, how can you kiss for so long? It's tasteless and boring...Do you still have marshmallows?"

"I just finished eating."

"I have a little more, please help me out."

Ash looked at her lace maid outfit, "Where's your pocket?"

"I didn't say it was in my pocket." Vichy suddenly pulled him backwards, and the two of them immediately changed into the posture where Ash was pressing her to the ground.

"It's the first place you can hide things when you look down."

Yaxiu's gaze moved down slowly, and he saw that the elastic potential energy of the maid's corset was stretched to the limit, and a gap full of unknowns was squeezed out.

"What's wrong?" Vichy's voice was trembling, "Hurry up and look for it."

"Yes, that's it. Be careful, don't miss any places, and you can use a little force."

"If you can't find one hand, two hands should be more efficient..."

"Oh!"

The maid suddenly tensed her calves, curled her toes, straightened her neck, her pores trembled all over her body, her body was as hard to control as if she had been electrocuted, and her eyes were fixed on the patterns on the ceiling.

This **** should go to refine his soul a thousand times, I obviously only let him use his hands, who told him... like this...

Vichy's high-heeled boots kept rubbing against Ash's steel-soled boots, like two entangled snakes, it was hard to tell who was the master and who was the slave...but only here At this moment, their identities can be master and slave.

Because if there's no good reason for that, they're supposed to be each other's overseers and prisoners, and they have to be. Vichy is unwilling to admit that she likes others. Unless she becomes the supreme magician and fate can no longer **** anything from her, she will never let anyone become her weakness.

She wants to ensure that she is in a state where she can exit at any time, even if Ashura dies suddenly, she can still sneer contemptuously and continue her journey. There is no one in this world worthy of her attention, so she must find reasons to rationalize her actions.

It's just for the sake of the deal, so be hypocritical.

Because of the chains, it can't resist.

I don't like it at all, I just want to create a rift in their relationship... Vichy suddenly covered his mouth, and hit Ash on the head twice, wishing he could directly launch a soul screaming sound wave at him. This **** is too good, didn't he practice his skills with other people!?

Not only Vichy, but Ash also needs a reason.

The sword girl, the witch, and the silver lamp, all of them did not allow him to have a good impression of the ghost prophet.

The most violent swordsman even said clearly that when Ash was moved, Vichy's head fell to the ground... Vichy wanted to curse when he heard it. If he is so excited, you can cut off his head, or cut off his crime tools. Ah, cut the ****!?

But the people around him are only a secondary influence, and what Ashius really cannot overcome is his moral values. The life he has been educated and experienced allows him to be a boyfriend who climbed out of the trash can at most, but does not allow him to really accept trash... let him admit himself

If you like Vichy, you will break through his moral concepts and deny the kindness he has always maintained.

They can only be, and must be.

What a strange relationship, the truth must be told as a lie, and the truth must be pretended to be a lie, just like a pair of bird and fish that should be mutually exclusive, without this layer of self-deceiving disguise, they are not even qualified to meet together.

Vichy covered her mouth tightly until she felt that she could hardly hold back the sigh in her throat, then she quickly took out a marshmallow and said in a trembling voice: "I found it, you don't need to look for it, you don't need to look for it... ..."

She quickly tidied up her clothes, bit her lower lip and stared at Yaxiu, who was also a little embarrassed, obediently tore open the marshmallow, and ate it in one bite.

"What did you eat for?"

"Isn't it for food?" Ashura was stunned.

Vichy gave him an annoyed sideways glance, her brows and eyes were full of charm. She took out a marshmallow, held it in her lips, put her arms around Ash's neck and kissed it.

The experience is quite strange, because the marshmallows are relatively large, so they are not very suitable as a booster for deep kisses. Compared with intimacy, they pay more attention to how to keep the marshmallows from falling, and they will soon turn into marshmallows later on. The battle is over.

When Axiu accidentally ate the marshmallow that had been devastated, Vichy let out a beep, with a disgusted expression on his face: "Why did you eat it, it's so disgusting."

Yaxiu's brows twitched wildly when he was said: "What about the hypocrisy? You pretend to be professional!"

"Just pretending to like you has already spent 100% of my thoughts. Ghost Prophet also has the limit of his ability." Vichy took out another marshmallow and warned: "You can't eat this."

"Next time I'll buy smaller candies..."

"Already looking forward to the next time?"

Vichy narrowed his eyes, and with a smug smile on his face, he said with a cotton candy in his mouth, "Don't make it real..."

After the marshmallows melted on their tongues again, Yaxiu kissed for a while and realized something was wrong. He looked at Vichy who was chewing and said, "Why did you eat it this time? Didn't you just say disgusting?"

"yes."

Vichy's eyebrows and eyes were curved, she pointed at Ash's lips, and said softly:

"So we're all disgusting."

When the last piece of marshmallow was exhausted, Ashura subconsciously wanted to continue, but Vichy stopped his lips with his fingers and said with a smile, "Enough is enough."

"Is it enough?"

"Well, I have collected all your soul fragments." The maid looked at him and said, "There is no need to continue the ceremony."

Ash was silent for a moment, the arms around Vichy's waist gradually became stiff. He exhaled lightly, adjusted his mood, and said calmly, "Then it's over."

Seeing his appearance of hiding his loss and guilt, Vichy almost laughed out loud in his heart, and regained some joy of the Ghost Prophet playing with others. She lay lazily in Ash's arms, and said with a smile: "But the ceremony is very exhausting for me, I haven't recovered yet, so let's take a rest for now."

Naturally, Ash had no objection. In the secret hall one hundred meters below the ground, the two embraced each other quietly, surrounded by the fragrance of hot air. Perhaps for a moment, they can temporarily forget the constraints of reason, follow their true intentions emotionally, and enjoy this false tranquility.

"Shall we go to the hotel to rest?"

When Vichy said these words, not only Ash was shocked, but even Vichy himself was shocked. The gorgeous picture lasted in Yaxiu's mind for a second, but he suppressed it with his powerful reason and fear from the heart, and said seriously: "I promised Sword Fairy."

In fact, Weixi regretted it just after she finished speaking, and the ordinary contact with Yaxiu almost made her sink. She is not ready for more advanced challenges... If she can't maintain her heart, she will become the sword princess Yindeng Like them, Na Vichy might as well choke to death on cotton candy.

But this guy Yaxiu not only refused, but actually used Jian Ji as the reason for his refusal, Vichy only felt an unknown fire burning in his heart. She stared at Yaxiu without saying a word, hugged Yaxiu tightly, her body was shaking like a rocking chair

stand up.

Ah Xiu immediately realized something was wrong: "What do you want?"

"Snakes have two ways of killing, kissing and hugging." The maid looked at him jokingly, and said leisurely, "I just move my body, you don't have to worry about it."

"Now that the ceremony is over, there is no need to maintain false affection, and you don't need to pretend to be interested in me."

"Could it be that even when the ghost prophet is sitting in your arms, you can actually be moved?"

"No way, no way, I almost killed you and Silver Lantern in the Senluo Kingdom, and I almost killed you in the Star Prison. If it wasn't for this chain," Vichy tugged at his illusion Collar, "I'm sure I've been looking for opportunities to get revenge on you from morning till night."

"It's a life-and-death relationship between us." She looked down at Ah Xiu proudly and contemptuously, covered her mouth and giggled and said, "Surely you won't have desire for me? Can't be so...loose?"

Vichy's words became more and more arrogant, and Ash's face was full of black lines, feeling that those lost memories were coming back, such an annoying ghost prophet almost aroused his stress response. In the end, he couldn't bear it any longer, hugged Vichy and adjusted his sitting posture, UU read www.uukanshu.com and looked at the maid quietly, "You continue."

When Vichy swayed again, he instantly felt as if he had been scalded by scorching lightning, his spine shivered, and his whole body tensed up. She pursed her lips tightly, blushing to the base of her ears, but when she looked up and saw Ash's disdainful eyes, Vichy still gritted her teeth, planning to fight him to the death--

"Hmm."

Yaxiu blinked, watching the maid's body tremble for a while, and then it melted into his arms like ice cream. He was stunned for a while, and an unbelievable thought came to his mind, "Did you--"

"If you talk again, I'll kill you." Vichy's voice was more charming than ever, but the killing intent in the words was more intense than ever.

Ashius suppressed a smile: "Then let's go back?"

Vichy made a soft nasal sound, and buried her head in his arms, so embarrassed that she didn't even want to say anything. Sure enough, this kind of relationship is wrong, she was so angry that she lost her mind, trying to make a fool of Yaxiu on such a boring thing...

"Get up after resting."

"...After you go back, you have to take a bath immediately, you understand?" Vichy said suddenly after a moment of silence.

"Oh."

"Remember to wash your pants in the washing machine first..."

"Pfft."

Yaxiu couldn't bear it anymore, his shoulders trembled from laughing, and his abdominal muscles felt cramp from laughing.

In the hall below, the Wind Master, who was about to change shifts and go to eat, suddenly looked around and asked the companion next to him, "Did you hear the laughter?"

"No."

"But...you heard that the laughter stopped abruptly, it was almost like screaming, did you really not hear it?"

"Did you have hallucinations from working overtime?"

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