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Sirin bowed her head and admired for a while, engraving the moon elf's charming posture in her mind.

Speaking of which, when the two of them were not as close as they are now, she used the name of compensation to climb the small hills of the moon elves, but she had no chance to do this kind of thing again. Do you want to try again tonight?

Sirin licked her lips, calmed down, took out a bath towel to wrap around Amy, and helped her dry her body.

After carefully drying the moon elf's long hair, Sirin took off her clothes, put her arms around her girl, and fell on the bed.

The soft bed collapsed slightly downwards. This comfort also aroused the exhaustion in Sirin's body. She turned off the lights and bravely became a mountaineer. eyes.

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Amy had a dream.

Just like many times before, she knew it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up for a while.

The sky is orange, the earth is dark, and a huge figure stands at the junction of the sky and the earth.

The figure held a scale in his left hand and a spear in his right, looking down at all beings, his eyes full of pity and pity.

This is Asod, the sinful goddess. As a natural god, the power and possibility displayed by her even surpassed her parents.

But even such an existence cannot change the established destiny.

Destruction is written at the end of the leylines, and there is also the shadow of disaster beyond the sky.

All living beings and spirits will suffer.

Amy raised her head and looked at the Goddess. She spent many hours with the Goddess, chatting about life and philosophy, talking about the creation of art and magic, measuring the earth with her feet, and exploring the ancient mysteries in the deep sea and beyond...

Although those are scattered memory pictures, the friendship between them is real.

The emotion of meeting old friends that is lacking in the daytime seems to be supplemented in the dream.

"We are powerless to change our destiny. The farther we look, the deeper we look, the more desperate we become..." The goddess seemed to be talking to Amy, and seemed to be whispering softly.

The moon elf shook her head, she thought in her heart:

At least we have disrupted the river of fate, turning the ending from predetermined to chaotic and unknown.

"Even if the price is so heavy, doesn't it matter?" the goddess asked.

The moon elf in the dream shook his head, his gaze firm.

"You never succumbed to those things, your will to resist is so firm, I really don't know how to cultivate this state of mind." The goddess said, "But your choice may not be a good thing for this world, all beings All souls will suffer more, and you will also suffer from sin, is it worth it?"

The moon elf closed her eyes, the world disappeared, and she thought in her heart:

Now that I'm here, I have to do something, that's all.

"As expected of you!"

The goddess laughed, "Then please, old friend, I believe you can do it!"

The huge figure of the goddess dissipated, as if she had never existed.

Amy's chest was depressed, she stroked her chest lightly, but she couldn't get rid of the dull feeling.

Blinking, she woke up from her sleep.

There was a hand on her chest, it wasn't her own, but her wrist was clasped inside. No wonder she felt stuffy when she fell asleep.

Ami's cheeks were dry and hot, her body froze and she dared not move.

It was her fault that she fell asleep in the bathtub, but Sirin should change her nightgown, right?What do you mean by wearing nothing?

Also, take advantage of this!

Amy pouted subconsciously, but hearing the sound of even breathing next to her ear, thinking of Miss Swordsman's "forgiveness" last time, her heart softened.

Forget it, don't pursue it.

They are already lovers, and it is normal to have this kind of development.

For a beauty of her level, Xilin had endured for so long before starting to make a move, which was no easy feat.

What's more, if the two of them get along like this, one day they will break through that boundary, so let's take today as a preview.

Thinking of this, Amy bit her lip, said the word "habit" silently, and began to check the system status.

As she expected, yesterday's "enriched" life gave the system a lot of feedback.

First of all, as usual, it is the growth of magic power. There is nothing to say about it. She has not had much contact with other spellcasters, and she is not sure what level her current magic power is, but it should not be far from the level of a legendary professional. Passed that threshold.

Then there is battle qi. After the growth rate of magic power slows down, battle qi grows rapidly, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

There are two more entries in the skill list. One is called [Spiritual Barrier], which is a passive skill. The effect is extremely simple and rude. It is immune to the prying of all mind-reading spells, and can also be immune to soul attacks to a certain extent.

Although it is a passive skill, it is a real magic skill. Amy recalled the chat with Asold when she met again. The goddess mentioned a spiritual barrier. Amy didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now the system really made it up for her.

The second item is [Hammer of Holy Light], which was used by Gauss when he executed Fick. This is a light attribute attack spell, which has an additional killing effect on undead and evil creatures.

Amy's evaluation of this skill is that it is better than nothing, it's just one more attack method, and it's not very powerful.

She took another look at the [Eye of Conviction] that was blocked by energy. Without this magic eye, she was not used to it for a while.

But in order to hide the fate from the witch, the skill orb with the eye of guilt should be used when needed.

After tidying up her state, Amy closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted her sleeping position.

The sensitive part brushed against Sirin's hand, causing Amy's body to tremble slightly, but to her annoyance, Sirin also leaned over, half-pressing her shoulder, with her palm across her chest, resting on her. underarm.

She stretched out her hand to hold Sirin's hand, and said in a coquettish voice, "Bad guy, don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake!"

They all secretly pinched her, how could they have the face to continue pretending to be asleep?

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Amidst Amy's embarrassing voice, Sirin slowly opened her eyes.

There was no embarrassment on her face, the corners of her eyes were slowly opened, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and the water in her eyes was rippling, with a flowing coquettish attitude.

Not only did the mischievous hand not move away, but the wrist was folded inward even more, and it fit Amy's skin better.

This made Amy's body stiffer, and she dared not move at all.

"You, what are you doing?" Amy's lips were dry, and she felt a little flustered.

This early in the morning, the state of just waking up, can't it?

"Did I do anything?" Sirin opened her eyes completely, raised her body, and had a half-smile on her face.

When she said this, she quietly pinched Amy's soft flesh between her fingers.

"Alas!"

Amy's whole body couldn't help bouncing, and put her hands on her chest defensively, "You, you..."

Miss Swordsman is so bold?Don't back down after being exposed, but take advantage of the situation to attack?

What should I do in such a situation?

She is just a fake tiger on paper, and has no experience in dealing with this kind of offensive.

What's embarrassing is that her strength is not too weak, but these two hands can't block Xilin's hand, so, it's very unreasonable!

Seeing the appearance of the moon elves, Sirin continued to laugh, and she pressed her cheeks against Amy's lips, and the two of them were close to each other, almost murmuring, "You seem to have said in the book that you kissed this good morning." kind of thing?"

Amy was almost stunned, her thoughts were in chaos, and she nodded her head.

Just at this moment, Sirin took advantage of the situation and pressed forward, holding the light pink petals.

The breath circulated, the saliva was exchanged, and it took more than ten seconds to separate.

Sirin blushed and nodded with satisfaction, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Her hand had moved away from Amy's chest, but Amy didn't notice it, and touched her lips in a daze, only then did she realize what happened just now.

There seemed to be something screaming in his head, the moon elf bit his lip, and smelled the remaining breath of Sirin, and his sanity returned to his mind.

Ahhhhh!

She also screamed like a groundhog in her heart, her palms were clenched into fists, her face was as red as a bubble teapot, and she almost burst into gas from the top of her head!

When did Miss Swordsman become so, so "aggressive"?

Amy raised her eyes and looked up. Sirin had already sat up and untied her hair tie.

The smooth long hair fell from the side of her cheeks, making the light and shadow mottled. She lowered her gaze, with that half-smile expression still in her eyes, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Amy covered her lips and stared wide-eyed. How dare you ask what's wrong? !

Touching and kissing early in the morning, dare to ask! !At once!Very, no, way, reason!

She was angry, but also shy, and just stared at Miss Swordsman with puffy cheeks.

In fact, this look is not lethal at all, but it makes people feel cute.

Sirin didn't care about the offensive eyes of the moon elves. She was wearing a nightgown last night—she originally wanted to sleep naked, but found that she couldn't sleep with Amy in her arms, so she temporarily added some clothes.

After surviving like this all night, it's not too much to charge some interest in the morning, right?

Sirin stretched out her hand to unbutton it, and took off her nightgown in front of Amy.

Her body was sideways facing the sun, and the outline shadow cast by her curves was imprinted in Amy's widened eyes.

The moon elf gulped down her saliva, and she had no choice but to sigh "really big, really round" in her heart, and the depression in her heart was helplessly dispelled at this time.

Forget it, there is nothing to be angry about, as she thought a few minutes ago, the two of them are in that kind of relationship, and such behavior is actually normal.

You're not an adult anymore, what's the matter with being a little shy?

Sirin chuckled, she noticed the change in Amy's eyes, and knew that her body battle was successful again.

Although he has lived for so many years, he is still a little ghost at heart, and it is not difficult to handle it.

With a beginning, good morning kisses, even good morning touches... can gradually become the norm?

Thinking so, Sirin moved to the side of the bed and got off the ground.

She purposely faced the light from the window and made a stretching motion, knowing in her heart how much damage such a motion would have on Amy, then she tilted her head and said, "Get up, little slacker, wake up and wake up!" Don't stay on the bed, do morning exercises together later."

While talking, she grabbed the clothes she was going to wear today and walked into the bathroom.

Amy's big eyes flickered, and she did not let out a long breath until Sirin's figure left.

Feast, bliss!

Although it is in exchange for physical loss, but this kind of eye blessing is worth it!No loss!

She hugged the quilt and rolled around twice, feeling a little chilly, and her posture was very indecent, so she also got up.

Randomly tore off a nightdress from the coat rack next to the bed, and put it on. Amy took two steps with her slippers on, and found that the hem had touched the ground.

Oh, it's Sirin's, it's all right, and it's not the first time.

Sirin was in the bathroom and would not come out in about half an hour. Amy walked to the desk and sat down, took out a blank drawing paper, and moved the pen tip at will.

Not long after, a "Morning Picture of Beauty" was finished. The details of the face and hair have yet to be perfected, but the curves of the body and the general light and shadow effects are no different from the beautiful scenery Amy saw before.

Amy clasped her hands together, gestured a few times in front of her chest, and couldn't help being speechless.

I don't know how Ms. Swordsman usually maintains it. A girl in her 30s can still be so tall and straight.

She spins the pen with her right hand, and draws on the paper with her left hand. Miss Swordsman's current scale is the result of long-term wrapping around her chest. If she is allowed to grow wildly...

Hiss, it's terrifying!

Drawing casually, Amy didn't bother to finish and color. She estimated that Sirin would come out in a few minutes, so she rolled up the drawing paper and stuffed it into the deepest part of the illustration tube.

She made a note of the location so that it would not be confused with the manuscript to be sent.

Speaking of which, I have to thank a certain convict lady for forming this habit.

Ami put her palms together secretly, and secretly said she was guilty, but she didn't feel any guilt in her heart.

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A famous emoji from the previous life flashed through my mind. Amy stood up on the table, brushed her hair behind her back, and knocked on the door of the bathroom, "Sirin, are you okay?"

Miss Swordsman's footsteps approached, and she opened the door.