Self-cultivation of dragon set

This situation is too unexpected.Bai's brain froze for a while before turning again, and his right leg took a step back, trying to get himself out of this long and weird kiss.However, another layer of quicksand piled up under his feet at some point. When he retreated, he tripped and his body center of gravity shifted backwards. He lost his balance and fell to the sand behind him.

Bai simply let go of the hand holding Hawthorne, and sat unsteadily on the sand dune.Looking up from this direction, Hawthorne's muscular chest muscles and half-covered clothes are more conspicuous than usual. Before, he looked full of mafia boss temperament, but now somehow, he can see a bit of indescribable sexiness. .

When he rolled the silver thread around his lips with the tip of his tongue, it just killed him.

Pooh!What an adjective, he must be crazy!

Bai took a big mouthful of fresh air, trying to suppress the throbbing that naturally surged up in his body.He simply sat in the hot sand, waiting for the unnatural heat to dissipate, or until Hawthorne returned to normal, it would be better to leave on his own initiative.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for these two things. The god of agriculture walked up to him, bent down to look at him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The deity's attitude was natural and calm, as if the kiss just now was an illusion of Bai himself.The poor god-favored man who was on the verge of insanity raised his head and looked at the main god for a while, but couldn't see anything from the god's face, so he asked tentatively, "Are you okay?"

The inmate passed?The possessed soul ran away?

"I'm fine." Saturn didn't blush or pant, and he didn't seem to have any aftereffects on his body. He grabbed the god-favored man by his collar and pulled him up, licking the corner of his mouth that was still glistening: " What did you back off just now? Am I not good at kissing?"

Bai's tanned and flushed face turned even redder, almost applauding his righteous attitude.

"You...do you know what you were doing just now? I am a cook, not those priestesses who marry gods after entering the temple. Why do you disrespect my profession so much?" Bai wiped his lips with the back of his hand, wondering In a panic, he shook off his hand, and took two steps back: "If you continue to add work items to me indiscriminately like this, I will be on strike!"

Hawthorne rubbed his chin, surprised at the non-violent and non-cooperative attitude of the gods - the gods of other people's families are all delicate and weak, how can there be such a belief that is neither pious nor dares to strike?

Bai seemed to really plan to quit, poured out the sand in his shoes, and walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The vast desert is thousands of kilometers long, and it is not easy for locals who are familiar with the desert environment to go out alive, not to mention that Bai has lived in the middle of the mainland where the climate is cooler since he was a child, and the sun exposure alone can kill him.Before that, his mind was full of Saturn's kiss, and he couldn't feel the surrounding heat for a while. After walking a few steps, he realized that this place was completely a big furnace, the air was baked and expanded, and the surrounding scenery looked a little distorted. .

The horizon farther away was also endless yellow sand, and a sand dune on the left was still moving with the wind, which aroused his fear of being buried under the sand dune just now.

Is it a bit ungrateful to be pulled out from under the sand by the God of Saturn, and then turn your head and turn against him?But the unspoken rules in the workplace are also very annoying, he is a good cook, does he have to wait for sleep if he can't eat enough?

However, after careful calculation of the previous events, he did not do many important things that the gods should do. The god of agriculture rescued him more times. When he got the bubonic plague, he went to the moon god Arianna to ask for medicine for him. ...

Sure enough, you can't owe a debt of favor for anything. Thinking of these things, I feel unreasonable and unreasonable when I get angry after being kissed!

Bai walked a few steps distractedly, and belatedly realized that the soft sand that could sink half of his legs seemed to be harder, with a slight elasticity, and he walked much faster.He looked down subconsciously, but saw that some green grass grew out of the desert somehow, and his footsteps actually stepped on these grasses, supported by the tangled stems, leaves and roots, and would never sink into the sand again.

No need to guess, these grasses must have been made by the God of Saturn behind him.

Bai felt very complicated.He understood what the God of Saturn was planning to do, and felt that compared with this grass, his righteous opposition to increasing the scope of work just now seemed too hypocritical.

Looking back, the god of agriculture had already walked in front of him slowly wearing golden slippers, and asked calmly: "Why don't you leave again? Your students are still waiting outside the desert. If you walk faster, it will take about half a month." joined them."

Is this irony?Bai Bai looked at the God of Agriculture with a bitter face, and said with little confidence: "You don't need to waste your power for me, it doesn't matter if you walk slowly, anyway, they have money on them."

Hawthorne stretched his right hand casually into the air, with the palm facing down, a little bit of light green grew on the large desert, and in the blink of an eye, it grew into intertwined green grass. If you look closely, you can also identify varieties such as cabbage, mint, and Huoxiang. All edible food.And these things spread out like a blanket under Hawthorne's feet, and their function was nothing more than to support the body of his God's favor, so as to prevent him from sinking into the quicksand.

After turning the sandy land into a vegetable garden, Hawthorne asked Bai: "Do you hate my behavior?"

Bai shook his head and looked at him inexplicably.

The God of Saturn ignited a little golden light from his fingertips, shining it in front of Bai, and said: "Look, this is my divine power. Those believers, priests, and divinely favored people believe in me, and I will give them protection and even power, even if someone Those who are not devout——" He glanced blankly, then moved his eyes nonchalantly and continued: "My power flows in their bodies, and my will can communicate with the spirit of believers. Do you think such a thing is unacceptable? ?”

Are you going to criticize me for not being serious about my work?Do you think I didn't see that white eye just now!Although my belief attitude is average, but my work performance is outstanding!Not only did I complete my job as a cook, but I also brought in many believers when I went on a trip... Bai is like many employees in modern enterprises who rely on the old and sell the old to slander the boss. On the surface, he has to accept the leadership humbly With an attitude of opinion, he replied sincerely: "Of course not..."

The god of agriculture hooked his fingers, and Bai suddenly felt a warm current gushing from the golden wheat ear brand on his cheek, flowing into the limbs along the blood vessels and meridians.That power is gentle and full of vitality, he seems to have suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, breathing lightly like never before, like a newborn baby, impatient to face this brand new and beautiful world.

"Do you hate feeling like this?"

This time, Bai didn't need to think about it at all, and replied without hesitation: "Of course not." Not only did he not hate it, but if he had a way to maintain such a energetic and happy state all the time, he would do it every day. up.

The finger with divine power pressed on the brand of the golden wheat ear, and a steady stream of divine power flowed out. It was unclear whether it came from the divine seal or the god of Saturn himself.Bai enjoyed the feeling of divine power cleansing his body, and squinted his eyes comfortably, imagining that he was being empowered by an expert, passing down the next sixty years of skill or something.

Hawthorne's voice whispered in his ear, and he said with a rare temptation: "For me, divine power is also a part of the body, can you understand? It's like an extended limb. The brand that accepts my divine power is essentially the same as the body that accepts me now."

Following his persuasive words, a slender finger pressed against the white lips, opened his teeth and stretched in. The warm divine power flowed from the fingertips, stirring wantonly in his mouth.Bai came back to his senses all of a sudden, bit his finger hard, and said vaguely: "This is different, how can it be the same, that is divine power... that is invisible..."

Of course he couldn't bite God's body, Hawthorne let him bite without blinking, gently tapped his lips on the pinnae of his ear, and blew into it: "Invisible, like this, right?"

The hot and humid feeling spread on the skin around the ears, and the entire eardrum only echoed the voice of God.Hawthorne reasoned very patiently, showing what his divine power should be compared with.One by one, his fingers also penetrated into the mouth of the God-favored man through the gap opened by his index finger, stirring the lips and tongue that he had just tasted, until the God-favored man fully understood his metaphor before pulling out his hand and replacing it with his own lips and tongue Continue to demonstrate.

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"And here... Do you feel how the heart under my palm is beating because of the divine power I bestowed on you? This is nothing more than the difference between the inside and outside of what I bestow on you now, do you feel it? When my hand touched here, your heart beat faster and more intensely, just like when you received divine power."

When the god's hand pushed aside his robe and slid over the muscles on the outside of the sternum that wrapped the heart, Bai originally wanted to refute his pseudo-scientific statement.Divine power is a kind of energy, how can it be compared with warm, soft and yet powerful fingers?

But as if he had lost the power to speak, he stared dryly at the bronzed palm pressing on his tanned red skin, kneading it to make it more rosy.

The divine power is surging and fervent, which produces infinite strength and spirit in his body. Even if a desert horned dragon appears in front of him now, he still has the courage to challenge it alone.But the god who gave him supernatural power and infinite energy just pressed a hand casually, but he couldn't summon the strength to move it away.

Hawthorne bit his neck lightly, and his canine teeth scratched the skin along the direction of the blood vessels, but there was no deterrent effect, instead it gave people a thrilling pleasure.He straightened up, with his plump chest muscles pressed against his white chest, encircling his slender waist, and patiently preached to the cook: "My power entering your body is equivalent to my body being in your body. is right, why would you accept one and reject the other?"

His white cheeks were burning hot, and the blood vessels on his scalp were beating like he was about to have a stroke. He tried his best to avoid the god's overly magnanimous gaze, and retorted with difficulty: "But, this... no, that... you and other gods Do the favored ones do this too?"

Thinking of his other god-favored person, Hawthorne's body suddenly froze for a moment, then he adjusted his mentality, shook his head and said, "How can you compare with him, he is a truly devout believer."

I'm also quite...a believer in science.Bai's momentum weakened involuntarily, and he didn't dare to look at his main god.As a time traveler, how could he believe in God like the local people?It's just that seeing Hawthorne every day, at most, he is the boss, and he can't feel any worship or belief.

Hawthorne pinched his face mercilessly, forcing him to look at himself: "When my other gods and priests accept my protection, they will dedicate their faith and themselves to me, and repay what I have given you." The divine power bestowed on me, but you have never had the feeling of faith in me until now."

"Uh……"

Bai was not only guilty, his legs were weak under this oppressive gaze, his whole body was leaning on Hawthorne's arm, his eyes had nowhere to look, wandering between his main god's chin and chest, he retorted I can't find out what to say, and I don't have the courage to strike when I said strike just now.

Hawthorne moved his hands lightly on his body, kneading the smooth skin below the waistline as if addicted, and lowered his head to kiss his forehead all the way to the tip of his nose: "You have received a blessing that far surpasses others, If you don’t want to give me your faith in return, then exchange it with other things? I don’t care about the different types of feelings, but the quality should be the same, as strong, pure, and selfless as others mine……"

Those lips finally landed on Bai's lips, and with a soft sigh, he turned his unspoken words into practical actions, asking him for the reward he deserved.