I Will Eventually Inherit the Archbishop of Heaven

"Oh, I ended my exercise early today, and I brought you dinner by the way." Ulandal walked in, and picked up the chair that fell on the ground: "It's so strange, why did this chair fall to the ground?"

"Uh, big, maybe the wind blows it down."

"Is that so?" Ulandal didn't care, and said casually, "The wind is really noisy today, do you need my help to close the window?"

"No, no need!" Rita's voice was slightly flustered, with a hint of trill: "Actually, it's good to listen to the insects and birds outside like this. It's too quiet to make people feel weird."

She casually found a reason, the beating sound of the heart in her chest was like the roar of an engine, and even her breathing was a little disordered.

As if trying to endure something.

"……makes sense."

Urandale nodded, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with Rita.However, she still opened the insulation box first, and the thick fog filled the air, and the smell of hot fragrance wafted out of it immediately.

"Master Ulandal, this..." Rita was stunned, and couldn't help looking at Ulandelle: "Could it be that you specially made it for me?"

"This, this is just out of concern for my companions!" Youlandelle glanced away, not daring to look at her, a blush appeared on her cheeks: "After all, you have taken care of me for so many years, and occasionally... I also want to You have to pay back."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, until it was almost inaudible in the end, her arrogant nature was clearly evident.

Rita watched her shy little expression, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

How should I put it, I feel warm in my heart.

"Thank you, Master Ulandal."

"No, you don't need to be so polite!" Ulandal blushed even more: "Hurry up, drink it, it will be cold in a while!"

Although as a Valkyrie, she is calm, courageous and unparalleled.But in the final analysis, she is just a 17-year-old innocent girl.

"But let me tell you first, this is my first time making soup, the taste may not be very satisfactory!"

"So that's the case, then I will definitely taste it~"

Rita smiled broadly. She held out her hand and was about to get up to take the bowl.

The thighs under the bed quilt suddenly touched some substantial obstruction.

At that moment, Rita's movements froze suddenly, and even the smile on her face froze.

Perhaps it was because she was carried away for a moment when she heard that Urandale was cooking soup for herself, and Rita completely forgot about her current situation.

She is not the only one lying on this bed!

"Huh? What's the matter?" Urandale looked at Rita, who had not moved for a long time, with a puzzled expression.

"Uh……"

Rita pursed her lips, and slowly withdrew her hands, her bent knees trembling faintly.

Feeling the cramped feeling from under the quilt, as well as the fiery breath spraying on her skin, Rita felt pain in her heart.

——She really can't move!

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64: Coach, I want to punch the tower!

Ian expressed distress.

In the dim light, he put his hands on Rita's waist and abdomen, maintaining a rather weird posture.

Originally, he had planned to rush to the tower, but a certain goose barged in immediately, and Rita was so frightened that he forced him under the bed quilt without saying a word.

Like a cheating wife caught by her husband.

Yann was caught off guard and pressed into the bed, his body clinging to the soft and moist skin of the maid Ji, and the faint fragrance of virginity from the girl's body penetrated into his nostrils.

Honestly, a little stuffy.

The sound of two people talking could be heard outside the bed quilt. Rita is indeed the so-called perfect maid. There is such a real man hidden on the bed, but she can still maintain the same tone and tone as usual when she talks to Ulandal. speed.

Don't show any flaws!

Yan raised his head with difficulty, and through the hazy light, he could vaguely see the upturned semicircle in front of him, as well as the flat belly rising and falling with his breathing, which made his heart pound.

With a move in his heart, he stretched out his arms slightly.

The palm is gently stroking the graceful waist with perfect curves, even through a thin layer of fabric, it seems to be able to feel the wonderful touch and softness.

Feeling Rita's delicate body suddenly stiffened, ripples spread like ripples in his heart.

Wait a minute, this...seems pretty good too.

Ion raised his eyebrows and smiled maliciously.

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In the room, Rita stared at Youlandelle with an increasingly puzzled expression, her mind went blank.

She who is usually able to maintain enough reason and sobriety at any time, but now she seems so restless, the noise in her chest is thunderous, her body is as stiff as a rusty robot, her breathing is vaguely rapid, and even her face can't be restrained. There was an imperceptible flush.

It's almost like being in love.

Because there was an unruly person under the bed quilt testing her bottom line with unruly hands, which stimulated her nerves.

If he hadn't received special training on how to distract his attention and suppress his body's instinctive reactions, he might have been spotted by Ulandal long ago.

If possible, Rita really wanted to lift the quilt right now and kick the people inside out.

But can not kick.

Because she realized that the hand had carefully unbuttoned her blouse, and kissed her delicate skin as if playing a prank, and the hot breath burned her nerves, which was a bit bad.

No, it's pretty bad!

If he was kicked away when the bed was lifted at this time, even if it wasn't for Mrs. Urandale, she must have misunderstood something, and there might be something [Shock!The bishop watched the silence, and the dumb goose watched news like tears].

Moreover, this kind of picture is still too taboo for her.

"I understand!"

The voice of sudden realization brought Rita back to reality, she let out a groan for no reason, and stared stupidly at Youlandelle, who suddenly understood, her eyes were blank.

Difficult, could it be that she saw it?

Rita panicked.

Youlandelle's face was stained with a blush, as if she was shy.

"Rita, you are really... You are so old, you still like to do this kind of thing."

She got up and sat on the edge of the hospital bed, her long golden hair was scattered on the bed sheet, like a golden waterfall pouring down.

Then she scooped up a small spoonful of the tonic soup exuding warm breath, and held the spoon in her plain white hands and fed it to Rita's mouth with a shy expression.

"I, I, I, I will feed you the head office!"

Rita froze for a second, then opened her mouth obediently, her expression still blank, until the warm soup flowed into her mouth, she didn't realize it later——

She was misunderstood by Master Ulandal!

And, it was a pretty nice misunderstanding.

Thinking of this, Rita couldn't help but feel a little complicated. Although she admired the slightly shy expression on Mrs. Ulandal's face when she was feeding her, the hands that were playing tricks on her became more and more presumptuous.

The most critical problem is that she can't stop it.

"What, how is it, Rita?" Yolandelle's eyes danced with hope, as if she was expecting Rita's comment: "Is it delicious?"

tasty?Rita didn't know either.

In fact, she couldn't care about the taste of the soup at all just now, because the hand that got into her clothes was like a wild horse galloping on her delicate body, as if wanting to ravage her body.

It's worth it!

Rita licked her wet lips and nodded stiffly: "Compared with the taste, what is more important is Lord Yolandal's heart, I really feel it."

She smiled slightly, and then said: "Speaking of which, have you visited Lord Yaen today?"

For a moment, the bed was stopped by the movement underneath.

"By the way, I remembered when you said that." Urandale continued to scoop up a small spoon and fed it to Rita's mouth: "The bishop also told me to stop by to see him."

"As the representative of the Valkyries of Destiny, you really should visit him." Rita suggested: "After all, Lord Yaen's feat of saving the entire city this time not only made Destiny's prestige in the United Nations a step further, but also succeeded. Stopped the World Snake's conspiracy to conduct human experiments with the entire city's population of 34."

"Don't talk so much when you're drinking soup, you won't be afraid of choking on it."

Youlandelle said softly: "But you are right, I will visit him. After all, I also have some things I want to talk to him alone."

After feeding a few spoonfuls, she put the bowl on the bedside table and stood up.

"Then, I'll visit him first and come back later."

"Master Ulandal, please go slowly."

Rita really smiled from the bottom of her heart this time, and waved happily.

Since they met, it was the first time that she hoped that Master Ulandal would leave quickly...

Thinking about it is still quite complicated.

Seeing her turn around and leave the ward, Rita finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then the expression on her face became quite terrifying, as if there was a black resentment incarnate Rakshasa ghost floating out from behind.

Because until now, those hands are still doing whatever they want!

She lifted the quilt, and stared at the yellow-haired man with both hands in her clothes with a hidden smile, as if a ghost was roaring in her eyes.

"Ya en da man."

The light suddenly brightened, Yan raised his head slowly, his hands were still on the pair of plump, round tender whites, the soft touch flowed from between his fingers, and he couldn't put it down.

The four eyes met, one pair of eyes were burning with anger, and the other pair of eyes were innocent and pitiful.

"You pushed me in."

Ion seemed to be defending.