I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

hell!This is not a test at all!

Ulandal took two deep breaths, then raised her head abruptly, and when she was about to question Ian, she found that his eyes were staring aside, with a very embarrassed look on his face.

Youlandelle was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously followed his gaze.

"It seems that the two adults have finally finished their intimate entertainment."

At some point, Rita, who had put on new clothes, walked over with a kind smile on her high heels, and stood in front of the two with a heavy sense of oppression.

"Rita, didn't you bother the two of you?"

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Q: Why [2.5/3]?

Answer: This chapter is 3K...it's not easy to break the chapter.

In addition, I want to have sex with a dumb goose, and I hope everyone agrees (kowtow).

164: Goose: One of my maid adjutants, who plays with scythes.

In the fitting room, Rita examined the several dresses in front of her, her slender bare hands unconsciously stuck to the side of her face, and her eyes hesitated.

She has always been quite confident in her taste in clothing. As a qualified maid, she must have her own unique insights and experience in clothing matching.

What's more, Youlandelle's clothes are basically selected by her personally. Whether it's a heroic neutral style, or a girly and fluffy skirt, it's quite satisfying to wear on Youlandelle!

Of course, the most important thing is that pretty girls look good in anything.

But that's why Rita was annoyed.

As a woman, she has sufficient confidence in her figure and charm.To put it bluntly, even a tattered sackcloth can look alluring and charming on her body.

Therefore, it is difficult to make a choice in the choice of clothing.After all, no matter which one you wear, the visual effect it brings to people is amazing enough, and people can't hold it at all.

Girls, on the other hand, tend to show their best side.

"Just this one."

Rita thought for a moment, stretched out her delicate fingers, and picked out a pure black lace dress.

As the saying goes, women are the ones who please themselves, and Rita is no exception, and she also wants to show her best side to her beloved ones.

She took a picture in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, rolled up a strand of soft forehead hair, and nodded in satisfaction after confirming that there was no problem.

I don't know if Master Yan will like it?

Rita thought in her heart, showing the most perfect smile on her delicate pretty face, and walked out of the dressing room.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw a shocking scene in front of her eyes——

I saw that Yaen and Ulandal were very close to each other, and his hand was gently stroking the girl's soft white side face, just like a lover's caress.The girl squinted her eyes dimly, her whole body was stretched straight, her pair of slender legs were tightly closed, and her soft hands were also inserted into the gap between her legs, but she didn't resist at all.

The two are like an intimate couple, flirting boldly here without regard for outsiders' eyes and public occasions.

The smile on Rita's face completely petrified.

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The atmosphere was as silent as death, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be absent.

Ian sat awkwardly, silently bearing the gaze from the maid, He Shan. After Rita broke the play between the two, Ulandal blushed and ran away like lightning, and could only stay He awaits Rita's trial alone.

Originally, Yann was just bored and teasing Youlandelle, but the timing of Sister Tazi's appearance was too coincidental, so it was hard not to cause misunderstandings.

Well, in fact, he admitted that he did go a little too far.

But there is no way around this. After all, a beautiful girl who puts on an attitude of letting you do whatever you want, even a man can't help but want to push his feet, not to mention that this beautiful girl is still the most powerful Valkyrie, playing with her wantonly Isn't such a noble girl more interesting?

This has nothing to do with being perverted!It's all about male desires!

Yaen glanced at Rita's soft and blackened smile, and thought that the most urgent task now is to appease Miss Tazi's emotions. After all, she even holds a sickle in her hand. If she doesn't find a reasonable explanation, she might just It has to be cut into 18 yuan!

I don't know who is stronger in the healing ability of the super-variable factor than the true ancestor.

"Would you believe me if I said we were just having a friendly exchange between friends?"

"Hehe~" Rita smiled brightly, silently clenched the scythe, the light of the knife was cold and icy: "Guess, I believe it or not?"

"Whether you believe it or not, anyway, I believed."

Yan spread his hands, he looked at Rita's dress twice, his eyes were slightly bright: "Besides, your dress is pretty, I like it very much."

"Really?"

When Rita heard this, she seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness just now, and a slight joy flashed in her eyes, like a shooting star.

She twirled gracefully around the skirt, her slender high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, like a succubus dancing on the piano keys, and the pure black lace dress rippled away with the movement, revealing the hidden beauty of the skirt. The white calf swayed down.

"real!"

Ion gave a thumbs up and nodded firmly.

"Even so, the incident just now can't be left alone."

Rita's expression was serious for an instant, and the ice-blue sickle that had just dissipated into streamer particles reappeared in her palm, condensing into substance.

After all, someone almost robbed the house while changing clothes, and anyone can't help being angry.

"Please tell Rita the truth—" The maid pointed the sharp blade of the sickle at Ion's neck intentionally or unintentionally, her voice was elegant and full of deep meaning: "Master Ulandal's cheek, is it comfortable to touch?"

Ion licked his lips, realizing it was a proposition.

Everything needs to understand the essence through the phenomenon, such as the question asked by Sister Tazi.Does she really want you to answer 'comfortable'?

not really.

Speaking of comfort is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.To say that he was uncomfortable was equivalent to admitting the fact that he was molesting Yolandal.

No matter whether you are comfortable or not, you can't escape Sister Tazi's language trap in the end, and you can only lead to the only ending - to accept the trial!

Yann helplessly raised his hands to signal his surrender, knowing that he couldn't escape no matter what.

"Okay, I know I was wrong, please punish Miss Rita."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake with a good attitude, Rita put away her scythe, stepped on her high heels and walked in front of him, leaned slightly, put her hands on her knees, and pressed her arms slightly on her chest, revealing the round and white under the skirt.

The sense of oppression is overwhelming!

"Punishment...?"

She stretched out a pair of soft hands to put on Yan's chest, her wine red eyes stared at him from top to bottom, her voice was full of temptation.

"How do you want me to punish you?"

Rita leaned forward, and gently blew a breath of hot air, the faint fragrance of roses lingered around, refreshing her heart.

Yan breathed in her faint fragrance, and his heart was like ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

It has to be said that Rita seems to be born with a charming and enchanting temperament, which can perfectly arouse the most primitive desire in a man's heart.

Naturally obsequious, probably Rita Rossweisse.

In the silence, Yaen seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating faster, and his hands couldn't help but wanted to hug the soft body in front of him.

"Well, that's it."

Rita seemed to have thought of some good idea, with a fairy-like smile on her face, she twisted her waist and walked to the fitting room.

Then she turned around, hooked the slender fingers at Yan provocatively, and disappeared from sight.

Ion recalled Rita's suggestive action, hesitated for a second, and stood up decisively.

He looked around vigilantly, and after realizing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly got into the fitting room.

In the narrow space, he could even smell the fragrance that only belonged to the girl spreading, stirring the fire in his heart.

Ian took a deep breath, looked up slowly, and then he saw——

A piece of holy light.

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PS: Miss: "I'm offline?! Σ(っ°Д °;)っ"

165: Punishment Play in the locker room!

In the small space, Rita smiled coquettishly.

She turned her back to Ian, her voice was full of temptation: "Master Ian, please help me pull down the zipper on the back of my clothes, is that okay?"

As Rita said, those slender arms went up to her back, lifting the gray-blond hair that fell on the nape of her neck, revealing her plain white neck.

Yan couldn't help but suffocate his breath, thinking what is this for, is he planning to play in the locker room here?I didn't expect Sister Tazi that you would be so good at it. Sure enough, you are the one who is really perverted, right?

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Yan patted his chest, with a dignified look.

As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell.This kind of benefit... oh no, it's punishment!This cruel punishment can only be borne by him personally, and no one can replace him.

Because it is really too difficult, no ordinary person can stand it!

Thinking about it, only he who has thoroughly played with the young lady's body can barely resist the teasing of this coquettish maid. Thank you young lady for giving him valuable experience. I wish you a safe and happy life, Amen.

Ian took a deep breath and expelled all the irrelevant thoughts from his mind. He slowly stretched his hands towards the zipper on Rita's neck. The moment his fingertips touched the girl's tender skin, he could clearly feel his own tenderness. My heart beats faster, like I'm on a roller coaster.

Although this is not the first time that he and Rita have had such intimate contact, the excitement brought by this secret room and this kind of Play is far from what it was before.

Otherwise, why would there be such things as jumping〇, vibrating〇, and erotic underwear in this world?

The picture is a stimulus!

Yan licked his lips, and slowly moved down the hand holding the zipper. As the jacket slipped off, his eyes became as hot as flames.

He stared at the piece of snow-white skin that was gradually revealed, the soft lines of the back and the delicate butterfly bones came into view, and the buckle belt around the crisp chest could be vaguely seen.