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"Little..."

"Huh? What's the matter? Sister Jeanne?" Mu Xiaoxiao's breathing became heavier and heavier.

"fine......"

Mu Xiaoxiao was more excited than Joan of Arc. His lower body was pressed against Miss Joan's buttocks. The soft touch made him tremble all over. It was really... so exciting!

Thinking about it, Mu Xiaoxiao gently pushed her body forward following her massage movements, and suddenly...

"hiss......"

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PS: In order to prevent you from calling me short, this chapter deliberately wrote [-] words, hum~

783 Special Antipruritic Massage

In Joan's room, there was a layer of pink atmosphere, and the two of them had fallen into ambiguity no matter their posture, movement, mood or atmosphere.

If Caster saw this scene, seeing the appearance of the saint he admired and pursued, he would definitely go berserk.

Xiao Xiao is too bold...Although she just rubbed against her buttocks, Joan felt that her heart was about to be melted, and her body lay limply on the ground, lifting I can't afford any strength, I am a heroic spirit!This is so weird...

But, so comfy...not at all annoying.

If Xiaoxiao leaves, she will be filled with reluctance.

As Mu Xiaoxiao gently rubbed against each other, the two of them would tremble every time.

Really comfortable!

"Humph~"

Pink began to appear on the fair skin, and Joan's eyes became blurred.

"Sister Jeanne, how are you?" Mu Xiaoxiao swallowed, "Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm...comfortable..."

Joan replied instinctively, but at this moment, her blue pupils came back to her senses instantly, and she felt that Mu Xiaoxiao's well-behaved hands on her back suddenly slipped through her armpits on both sides. However, he came in front of him, and at the same time, his whole body was almost on his back.

"Little...Little?" Joan of Arc felt her voice trembling, and said in surprise.

"Help you massage the front of the massage..."

"Front, there is no...necessary, right?"

"It's necessary...isn't Miss Jeanne willing?"

"Then...you come..."

Mu Xiaoxiao's hands passed through Joan's armpit, massaging her stomach and lower abdomen, and finally slowly moved upwards, rubbing gently on both sides of the armpit. Hovering around Joan's chest, the Holy Maiden lying there with her eyes closed, was breathing more and more rapidly at this moment, and the blush on her face could almost drip water.

Mu Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, raised her hand carefully, and kneaded at the edge of the soft place. This uneven place made Joan even more uncomfortable.

"Little... you, don't go too far..."

"It's not too much," Mu Xiaoxiao said slowly, with the corners of her mouth raised, and after rubbing it lightly for a while, she suddenly took advantage of Joan's inattention, and went straight forward, grabbing the two big, plump soft chest.

"Well!"

Joan of Arc's pupils shrank, and she bit her lips tightly, "Little...you...have already said not to be too...too much," her body started Fever, "Isn't this a massage?"

"Of course it's a massage, Miss Joan," Mu Xiaoxiao put her whole body on her body, hugged her, leaned into Joan's ear, and whispered, "This is a special massage. Massage is different, this kind of massage is to help you massage the itchy place, and it is specially designed to relieve itching."

"I...I don't itch..."

"It's really not itchy?" Mu Xiaoxiao exerted some strength, and Joan of Arc immediately let out a suppressed panting sound.

"Hmm~"

Joan of Arc didn't want to talk anymore, although this special massage was obviously caused by Mu Xiaoxiao's nonsense, but...but...Joan couldn't help it anymore, so she just let him go, Thinking of this in her heart, Joan of Arc closed her eyes and began to welcome Mu Xiaoxiao's so-called 'massage'.

The soft Oupai kept changing its shape in his hands, and soon, Mu Xiaoxiao noticed that Joan's chest was completely erect, and she was also emotional.

Buried her head into Jeanne's long golden hair, smelling the fragrance of her long hair, Mu Xiaoxiao was intoxicated for a while, then began to shift positions, the hardness of her lower body could no longer bear it, it was just an ambiguous rub Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't satisfy Mu Xiaoxiao, and after the flame in his body was ignited, he had to find a way to vent it all.

What's more, Mu Xiaoxiao also discovered that Joan of Arc's fat times were already soaked, and the strange liquid wet the bath towel underneath. Without hesitation, Mu Xiaoxiao gently took off Joan's black little trousers.

"Little!" Joan of Arc, who had her eyes closed, was startled again. When she realized it, Mu Xiaoxiao was already on top of the girl's holy place.

"Sister Jeanne, I'm here~" Mu Xiaoxiao murmured in her ear, then slowly parted the delicate soft flesh and submerged it.

"Well!"

Joan of Arc felt her body trembling uncontrollably, she bit her lower lip tightly, felt the thing that had entered her body, her eyes were full of spring tides, "You... .Is this also a massage?!"

"That's right, this is also a special massage, didn't you say it? This is a special anti-itching massage method," Mu Xiaoxiao sighed contentedly after entering, "Because Miss Jeanne's insides are itchy, it must be very Are you uncomfortable? So I want to help Miss Jeanne relieve the itching."

"You idiot!"

"I'm sorry, because I really can't help it," Mu Xiaoxiao put her hand on her Opie, kept kneading it, and smiled, "So..."

"Really, if you want it, wouldn't it be good to say it at the beginning?"

"That's too boring, isn't it more interesting?" Mu Xiaoxiao gently licked and kissed Joan's thin neck, "Sister Jeanne, do you like it?"

"Don't tell you... um!"

Feeling the wrapping and strong attraction of the narrow corridor, Mu Xiaoxiao gasped, "It's so...comfortable...Miss Jeanne, your place is so tight... ..”

"Idiot, don't say this...too embarrassing!"

Joan of Arc is also very comfortable, the numbness in her whole body is constantly surging, and the impact of her beloved makes her feel satisfied and happy. Into the love with a little, forget about these.

"Woooo!!!!"

Jeanne's body tensed into a bow in an instant, and she whimpered, and then...

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"call......"

After several conquests, the two of them rolled from the ground to the bed. It was not until the middle of the night that this cloud and rain in Wushan was considered to be over.

After everything was over, the two hugged each other, lying on the bed, enjoying the aftertaste of the lingering love.

"Really, it was too intense," Joan of Arc said helplessly, looking at Mu Xiaoxiao who was still lusting after her soft breasts in her arms, "They definitely found out."

"Who made you scream the loudest, Sister Jeanne?" Mu Xiaoxiao said vaguely, sucking on the bright red.

"You still say!" Jeanne glared at him depressedly.

"What I'm telling is the truth?" Mu Xiaoxiao spit out that blushing blush, and raised her dead fish eyes, "Anyway, the old lady saint has already fallen, um, the lady saint's name The sound is also very nice."

This guy is still as evil as ever, Joan of Arc blushed, "You just keep torturing me...Damn guy."

"How can you say it's practice, obviously you like it very much," Mu Xiaoxiao giggled, "Because I haven't done it with Sister Jeanne for a long time, and I haven't had a chance since the last time, so I will So excited."

That's right, speaking of it, after the first time they did it, the two of them never had a chance... Joan of Arc thought shyly, because of this, she also suppressed a lot.

"Also, I didn't expect the rear-entry style to be so comfortable. We will try it next time."

"..."

"Ah, speaking of it," Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of something, "Sister Jeanne, it seems that she has been ejaculating in it these few times, right? Will she be pregnant?"

"how could I know."

"Speaking of which, will Heroic Spirit have a baby?" Mu Xiaoxiao tilted her head.

"Of course it will. Heroic spirits are not servants," Joan of Arc paused. "If a servant obtains a body, he can also conceive a baby."

"So, Miss Jeanne, you might be pregnant?" Mu Xiaoxiao blinked, and reached out to caress his lower abdomen.

"It shouldn't be that easy to conceive, and I don't know too well." After all, Joan of Arc is just a village girl, how could she know so much?But baby?Looking at Mu Xiaoxiao who was curiously touching her body, she smiled slightly. If she was pregnant with a baby, it would feel pretty good.

However, Mengxiang has just set foot on the right track, and there are still many unknown enemies outside. It is still quite dangerous to have a baby.

Forget it, let it be.

After a night of tenderness, Joan didn't have any intention of covering up, anyway, everyone knew what they should know, and after letting go, Joan calmed down a lot, and instead began to enjoy the tenderness and lingering relationship with Xiaoxiao.

......

"Kirei, do you think that what that person said is true or false?"

Tosaka Tokiomi had been brooding over the news about Mu Xiaoxiao's novels all night, and he was still struggling until the next day, "Is the Great Holy Grail I've been pursuing, really..."

"I'm not too sure, teacher," Kotomine Kirei seemed to have not yet awakened his instincts and desires, and said calmly, shaking his head, "but at least those followers are not fake."

"This is the troublesome one. No matter what the Great Holy Grail is, those additionally summoned servants are a big trouble..." Tohsaka Tokiomi frowned and sighed, "Could it be true that we have to fight with the rest of us?" Master union? If it's a conspiracy, then it's not..."

"Why don't we start with the normal Holy Grail War, teacher," Kotomine Kirei suddenly suggested, "Let's see with our own eyes whether the Great Holy Grail is really what he said, and even if it is true, let's carry out the Invoker's It's too late to compete."

"That makes sense..." Tohsaka Tokiomi nodded, "That's the way to go."

Not only Tokiomi, although the rest of the masters believed in Mu Xiaoxiao's words, it was impossible for them to change so quickly that they would give up the Great Holy Grail immediately... So, at least wait for them to see it with their own eyes. So, except for the caster, almost all masters and servants are going to compete for the Great Holy Grail first, and then think about the next thing.

Anyway, that Invoker wouldn't run away, would he?

784 Ignored?make trouble

In the living room of Mu Xiaoxiao's home, Mai Nanali and the others have already woken up. However, the faces of these girls are full of exhaustion. The thick dark circles under their eyes look quite funny. It seems that they didn't sleep well last night. ?

Nonsense, it's strange to be able to fall asleep after being quarreled by that strange voice all night!

Although this house is big, the sound insulation effect is not very good. After all, it is an ordinary mansion, and Joan of Arc, who is deeply in love, made a lot of noise last night, causing most of the girls in the house to hear the sound that made them The blushing and heartbeating voice.

Not to mention the heroic spirits, they can detect even the smallest voices, but unlike the contractors, the heroic spirits don't have that decadent expression on their faces, instead they have a weird smile on their faces.

"Joan hasn't come out yet...it's already morning," Mary said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, she was never lazy in the past, and it was even more impossible to sleep late, but this time..." Skaha also said with a smile on his face, and then looked around.

Director Okita didn't speak, but there were still two red clouds floating on her face. Of course she knew why Joan of Arc was like this, but she didn't expect Joan of Arc to be with Xiao Xiao...

Not only Xiao Si, but also her heroic spirits all understand that the empress and Atalante are more like mirrors, and it was Semiramis who brought about this result at the beginning. Thinking about it, Atalante aimed at After a few glances at the empress, the latter had a calm and innocent expression on her face, as if she had nothing to do with her.

Of course, Atalanta could still see the trace of jealousy deep in the empress' eyes.