Self-cultivation of dragon set

The location of the Devil's Cult Open Class has finally been decided.Bai talked with a few VIP clients who contributed a lot about the investment prospects all night, had dinner and drank a little wine by the way, and returned to the Duke's mansion leisurely in the dead of night.Their mercenary group lived in a small building behind the main building, which was well-organized, but because of the small number of people, the lights were not always on.When Bai entered the door, a few wall lamps were already lit in the corridor, but when he entered the room, he could vaguely see some through the corridor lights.

The end of the room could be seen at a glance, the moment Bai opened the door, he saw a person leaning on the sofa, judging from the shape of his head, it should be looking towards him.

Could it be that the god of agriculture is coming?Didn't you agree that you won't be cooking every day as usual during the trip?What's more, it will be the Devil's Cult publicity meeting soon, and he will definitely cook in the next dance. By then, Hawthorne will go over and eat casually, which is much safer than cooking in other people's houses under the eyes of the protagonist.

Alas, being a leader is so worrying.Bai walked into the room with vain footsteps, shook his head and sighed: "Why did you come here today, you agreed to wait for me to start... wait..."

Under the dim light, the man's short hair was unevenly raised, and his skin, which was much fairer than Saturn's, reflected a faint light, which made him recognize the difference at a glance, and swallowed all his complaints.But the person on the sofa asked persistently: "Who are you waiting for? Could it be Miss Duke? You have been running outside for the past two days, and you really don't have time to talk to her properly. Now she Maybe they are looking for you in a hurry."

ah?Why is your girlfriend looking for me?Bai's brain was dulled by the alcohol, so he forgot to turn on the lamp for a while, and looked at him in a daze and asked, "Miss Duchess has something to do with me? Has his family thought of charging for board and lodging?" No, he is just a pawn now. A poor elf of mercenaries, even if they want money, they should ask the head of the mercenary.

Still don't want to say it?Glass smiled, stood up suddenly, and embraced Bai with open arms.The too slender body of the elf in his arms made him a little uncomfortable. Although the muscles on his chest were bulging and elastic, the length of his arms when he was holding Bai was completely different from this, and his figure was quite different. It's so big, it's like a different person.

"I'm so thin, I still don't eat well, it's really worrying." He strengthened his hands a little bit, pressed his white face into his arms, and lowered his head against the perfectly carved sharp point. He said in his ear: "Miss Duke has already told me that she likes me, but I refused. Don't you have anything to tell me?"

The tip of an elf's ear is the most sensitive part of the body, but this fake ear has no such function.Glass secretly licked the tip of that ear, but the fake elf in his arms didn't respond at all, which made him feel a little regretful.But after this regret, a slightly nasty idea floated up in his mind - before the slender and soft elf in his arms remembered to struggle, he bit the tip of his ear hard, and with the help of the light outside, Look, it really left a clear mark.

I really want to know how he will react when he sees the teeth marks.

Glass imagined the indifferent face that was as cold as a marble sculpture stained with blush, his heartbeat suddenly became a little anxious, and the white hair brushed back and forth on his cheeks, urging him to answer his own question.

Bai didn't say anything.He really couldn't tell, he was so frightened that he was about to sober up!This is the main mission, the girl is going to die for him, and the readers are still waiting for the favorite drama of fighting against the father-in-law, what is the rhythm of rejecting him so easily?Did he really fall in love with the saint?impossible!When the head of the Wolf Warriors went to the Devil's Cult to propose marriage, he clearly looked down on beauties like dung, so he wouldn't suddenly realize that the saint is his true love after seeing the heroine No. [-], right?

The CPU in the white brain is running at high speed, and the top of the head is about to smoke.Turning and turning, I finally figured out the real reason before I burned myself - Glass's first love is himself... Although the first love line is over, people's hearts don't stop like tasks , the person in front of him, who is full of aura and destined to be loved by everyone, is still thinking of him!

Do I really have such a great charm?

Bai felt guilty, but at the same time felt inexplicably happy, nervous, and couldn't help but want to touch his chin.Only when he raised his hand did he feel that he was still being strangled tightly, and the flesh on his arm was about to be squeezed out.

Wait... What's the matter with hugging so tightly?Did he see this elf again?It seems a little possible, otherwise, if he has a relationship with the heroine, it has nothing to do with other people. Why did he go to the members' room in the middle of the night to talk about it?

Bai's mood was very complicated, so complicated that he wanted to take off his face and use his identity to ask Glass what he was doing.But he grabbed the magician's collar and saw those crystal-clear eyes. His little rationality finally overwhelmed the delusion catalyzed by alcohol, and also prevented him from embarrassing himself to compete with himself.

He let go of Glass, wrenched himself out of that embrace, pulled him straight to the door, and closed the door forcefully—this kind of environment in the dark of night is easy to breed inner demons, and it is really not suitable for the two of them to be alone get along.

Glass, who was locked out, was about to vomit to death.His heavy swordsman and the maid of the Duke's house were attracted by the sound of closing the door, so he couldn't go in again, so he forced a smile under the complicated gazes of everyone: "It's nothing, White and I are discussing the plan to build a regiment. Come out and see me off, it’s just that I can’t control my strength after drinking too much.”

The heavy swordsman believed it.The servants believed it.The personal maid sent by the princess didn't believe it, and went back to report to her mistress with the imaginary scene of the scumbag cheating on him and being beaten up by his original partner.

Miss Duke struggled all night, feeling that it was her own inadvertent actions that caused the dispute between the two of them.The maids surrounded her to persuade her all night, and the young lady finally plucked up the courage to meet her rival—at least explain clearly that Glass did not accept her, so that he would not be kicked out of the room by his lover in the middle of the night.

After daybreak, she subconsciously chose her most beautiful long dress, paired it with red high heels, and changed her outfit in front of the mirror for half an hour, and then put on the most popular bun, and after she had packed everything properly, she went to Knocked on the door of the elf.

An elf with disheveled hair, simple white pajamas, and eyes that couldn't quite open came out of the room.But the chest... The princess glanced down secretly, only to see the tightly tied collar and front of the white underwear, which covered a round figure, but the clothes were several times larger than the body, and the shape must be men's clothes .

Miss Duke blushed.Wearing a boyfriend shirt or something is too much for her to accept!She didn't dare to look down any further, so she could only look up at the elf's face, and then saw the clear tooth marks on the tips of his ears.

Last night... what did they... do?

In the pure heart of the princess, the description in the Sun God scriptures about the time when the sun god favored the warrior Memba in the earthly kingdom of heaven and Princess Iserthep fell in love suddenly emerged.A total of [-] words, pure description, no psychological activities and teachings interspersed in it, the sense of picture is strong enough to straighten the most crooked guy.

Her pure heart was baptized by the scriptures over and over again, and she desperately told herself: "God said this is good. They are men and women, and they are born to do these things. God does not object to interracial love."

Her maid did not have such concentration, and asked with a blushing face, "How can you be so disrespectful and come out to meet people wearing such clothes?"

After spending so long with the beauty, Bai Pseudo-elf finally woke up, quickly took out a white package from the space ring, and whispered shyly: "Excuse me, I slept late last night, I was really tired, no Be careful to oversleep. Is there something wrong with Miss Duke coming so early?"

"It's nothing..." The princess was still replaying the purely descriptive and pure story in her mind, unable to spare time to deal with the rival in love, her eyes vacantly rubbed the tooth mark back and forth, and stepped back step by step.

Bai himself is not in a good mood. Last night, he was thinking about the main task for a while;But the princess's retreat reminded him of what Glass told him last night.Driven by the obsession in his heart, he quickly followed up, grabbed Miss Duke's slender hand, and sincerely begged: "You and Glass can't break up, I can't watch him go to the same...my... …I watched the sky at night and found that you two are the destined true love!"

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I have already substituted the [-]-word scripture and you just tell me this?How can you say that your lover is really in love with another woman right after you get into bed? You, a rival in love, have failed too much. That’s not how it is written in romance novels!

An inexplicable anger surged in the princess's chest. She waved away the hand extended by the elf, and shouted sternly: "Shut up! I don't want to listen to your hypocritical words! I know he is married, and I will never touch him again." , you don’t have to test me!”

After cursing, she was finally able to take her gaze away from the tooth mark on the tip of the elf's ear, turned around and walked away.

The must-tell stories between the head of the Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group and the elves quickly spread inside the castle.The richness of its content is far better than the passages that the princess copied from the scriptures. Instead, it is divided into two categories: male and female, and male and female. It mixes all kinds of small yellow cakes on the market and stories from other gods' scriptures. , By dinner time, it had spread throughout the lesser half of Huolin City.

And those who heard this story did not include the owner of the Duke's Mansion, let alone the White Elf.He had already changed out of the snow-white elf costume, restored the bones of his whole body to the normal width, then changed into a human skin mask, put on the iconic golden mask, and put on the black clothes of the leader of the Demon Cult, standing In that rented teaching hall kitchen.

These dishes are needed to demonstrate the superiority of Amway brand seasoning in tonight's presentation, and it is even more rare that Hawthorne has the opportunity to eat.Under the eyes of the Duke's family and Glass, he is an elf who can't cook or even eat much. This is the only time he wants to add a small stove to the god of Saturn.

The hired chef saw him walking towards the stove, and quickly stopped him: "Your Excellency, you are the supreme leader of the Demon Cult, with a noble status, how can you do cooking work? You should go back and have a good rest. I did it in the largest restaurant in the area." For more than 30 years, we must be able to make dishes that satisfy the tastes of all customers!"

Bai rolled up his wide sleeves, lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You do it for yourself, I just cook a few dishes for the special guest tonight. That guest only eats what I make with my own hands. It's rare to settle in Huolin City. I have to Make a good meal for him."

The chef understood immediately, and gave him the chopping board and a stove, and asked him to put his wok on, and said politely, "Is that... is also a VIP customer of the Devil's Cult? I understand, the Devil's Teaching development is more important, you can do whatever you want."

But Bai shook his head and said with a smile: "He is not a client of the Devil's Cult, but an investor behind me. Customers can get returns every year without worrying about investment risks, and the support of this adult also plays a role in it. "

Without the identity of this divinely favored person, he must be the countess' assassination target, and there is no need to take revenge on Glass in a detour in order to make him sad.Now he hasn't saved enough three branches, and he doesn't have the gift package for the first death. If he dies, he might really die.

He owed a lot to the god of agriculture, but unfortunately he was a time traveler, so he couldn't piously consider dying for the gods as happy as other gods, so he could only cook more dishes and pay tribute.Thinking silently, Bai picked up a carp that weighed more than a catty from the basin, and prepared to give Saturn a whole-fish feast, which desert peoples seldom cook.