The rich place - Leon's dormitory went, and the other tiny breaths also caused enough misleading and trouble for him.

But according to previous experience, at this time, only one action is needed to completely change the taste of the soul...

So Paimon couldn't wait to suck Leon's dry and flaky lips in his mouth, moistening every slit of his lips bit by bit.

He desperately needed the consolation of this lower creature.

The seductive fragrance wafted from his drooping hair, Leon looked at his lover who was close at hand, his golden eyelashes were still trembling, and the temperature between his lips and tongue was gradually rising, he closed his eyes, and began to enjoy this sadly but shamefully parting kiss.

Paimon noticed the movement of his eyes closing.Leon would also close his eyes when kissing before, but his slightly closed eyelids and cheeks glowing with honey would betray his restless heart.Paimon raised his hand and brushed it inch by inch under his black, blue and red eye sockets. The cold touch was like fine silver needles, causing inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Open your eyes."

He pressed the tightly closed eyelids hard, trying to confirm whether the pupils of the eyes were filled with thick joy, and the movements of his lips and teeth increased accordingly, as if this could cover up the panic spreading in his mind.

Fingers pinch Leon's jaw and force the tongue to penetrate deep into the mouth, licking from the alveolar to the gap between the teeth, the interaction of sticky saliva and the sound of sucking is more impressive than every time.

Leon accepted the kiss silently, and opened his eyes to gaze at the emotional Paimon.

"Why did you take the ring off?"

Suppressing the bitter pomelo smell lingering in his nose, Paimon questioned.

Leon turned his head away from his scorching gaze.

"You should have told me earlier..."

"You are a male."

You should have pierced my fancy the first time I called you Miss Raymond Gayton.

Not yesterday.

Paimon paused, his throat, which was about to get angry, seemed to be blocked by something suddenly, when he looked up at Leon again, he found that tears were already streaming down Mai Se's face.

15. Regret

Judiana Boccaner recently discovered a little secret.

The man in the workshop who had always loved his fiancée deeply——Leon Karben, the ring on the middle finger of his right hand disappeared, leaving only a circle of white marks to prove the existence of the ring.As for him himself, since the end of the royal ball, he has also become extremely depressed, with short green stubble covering his chin, and the passionate fire in his eyes has turned into a handful of lifeless ashes.

Not to mention anything else, just that decadent and gloomy aura, coupled with his handsome appearance and quite a gentleman's name, is enough to attract some Huaichun girls who have daydreams.

And she, the courtesan in the workshop, is going to find out, so she can enrich her love history along the way!

"Hi Leon!"

Judianna brushed her fiery red hair, and the sweet breath wafted from the hair.Today she specially washed her hair with safflower and honey, and heard from noble ladies that this kind of sweetness can make men feel happy.

"Hello, Miss Pocana."

Leon put his right hand across his waist, bowed very politely, and silently opened the distance between himself and her, keeping the distance at a suitable length where he could hear the other party's voice.

Judianna noticed his movements but didn't feel any embarrassment. On the contrary, she carefully looked at Leon with her narrow and raised eyes. The finger called "good-looking", like a buyer who has carefully looked at a product, finally nodded in satisfaction.

This generous arm should welcome a new mistress, right?

……

Paimon didn't feel that his behavior was sneaky and very much like a thief in the capital.

But what aristocrat in saffron jestaka, soft leather gloves and tassels would hide in a corner and spy on others?

He thought he was observing Leon very secretly, and the wide brim of his hat perfectly covered any sunlight that could reflect the color of his hair.

The effect may be better if there are no strange glances from passing pedestrians.

Since he fled in embarrassment that day when he couldn't answer Leon's question, yes, he really needed to use the word "in embarrassment" to describe it. After all, when he returned to the mansion, he didn't have the strength to look at the ring again. Her hair was already soaked in cold sweat, sticking to the corner of her eyebrows in strands.

Anxiety and anxiety filled Paimon's heart, the most difficult human emotions to describe in words-the strange thing that countless people in the world are delighted with, crazy about, and bankrupt, is like a solid wall in front of his eyes. The city wall, in reality, the omnipotent magic power can't punch a hole in this fortress of love.

So, having no experience at all, he chose to deal with the city wall according to the way humans face wars, and quietly waited for changes in the "enemy army" inside the wall.

But God can testify that no general who leads an army will stare at the enemy general with greedy and coveted eyes like a beast.Those eyes bit Leon's soul, trying to extract even a little bit of sweetness from the bitterness.

The result is of course impossible.

So when he saw Judiana approaching Leon with her skirt in her hands, he didn't pay much attention, but the two gradually got into a good conversation, and the tips of honey threads scattered like blooming flowers.

The ugly red-haired witch...!

Is she using witchcraft!

With a sound of "click", the snake wing on the handle of the cane was broken alive, and the metal powder trembled in the wind, and was forced to blow to the two people who were chatting along the cobblestone path.

"Miss Pocana, I didn't expect you to know so much about carving."

"It's very rude to look down on a lady casually, Leon."

Hearing these words, the two of them laughed at the same time, and the wax-like luster began to flicker in the light brown pupils again.

I still need an opportunity...

Out of the corner of her eye, Giuliana caught a glimpse of a raised gray stone not far ahead, where there was a slit that would have served as a snag for her heel.

So, very accidentally, Judiana stepped into a crack in the stone, and her plump body fell forward due to lack of balance.

This method inadvertently created countless body frictions, and no man could escape the softness that fell into the palm of his hand.Especially those vulgar men who called themselves "gentlemen", didn't they obediently surrender under her tutu in the end?

Thinking of this, Judiana Pocana sneered inwardly with pride.

"careful!"

……

She swears to God, she has never been so humiliated in her life.

The right arm was raised vigorously, the whole body was tilted upwards to the right, the hair was disheveled, and the proud figure didn't play a little role. She found that Leon really wanted to prevent her from wrestling instead of finding someone for an intimate encounter. Impeccable excuse.

"Shall I help you sit over there first?"

If it weren't for Leon's still gentle and caring tone, Judianna even thought he was humiliating and mocking her and forced her to leave. In her panic, she could only nod her head to ease the impact of this embarrassing scene.

Leon carefully held her forearm and placed her on the nearest bench.

"Can I get some ice cubes?"

Judiana looked at those sincere and unmasculine eyes, and bit her lower lip tightly.What was she supposed to do to not show off her perfectly intact ankle?

Lord, please help me!

I don't know if God heard the call for help from the believers, and he generously lowered the barrier.

"Leon! There are guests looking for you outside!"

Hearing this call, Judiana's heart was no less excited than a traveler walking in the desert getting a pot of water, or a famine refugee getting a piece of bread. She pushed Leon's back and signaled him to go to meet this call. A rare guest.

"But... what about your feet?"

"I will call my sister to come and help me, you go!"

Leon walked towards the door anxiously. He thought that an injured person could not take care of himself, but since the other party had already expressed his refusal, he could not leave the guest alone. He could only keep this matter in his heart and prepare to After the meeting, go visit the injured Miss Pokana.

16. talk

The afterglow quietly covered the back of the aristocratic man standing in front of the oil painting from the window sill, the blond hair faded from its dazzling splendor, but remained as mellow as the liquid shaking in the wine cup, and the saffron uniform made him stand out from the dark-colored court The temple is almost integrated, like a figure walking out of a hanging statue.

The Madonna and Son in the painting watched the visitor peacefully, and the guest prayed and wished almost sincerely. The dust floating in the air seemed to be still in the quiet sight of each other.

At least Leon thinks so.

Facing this sacred scene, he felt his heart tremble instinctively, and he didn't want to take another step forward to disturb him.

……

Bad stuff.

The structure, lines and color paving can be said to be full of flow, but it is more than enough to hang in this kind of place.

Paimon snorted softly, raised his cane and turned around, only to find that the person he was looking for was behind him, staring at him quietly like a marble sculpture.

It seems that rushing to interrupt the witch's spellcasting at the first time is a very correct choice.

"This is not a good place to talk."

Paimon intentionally ignored the unpleasant smell, took his hand and prepared to walk towards the carriage parked outside the workshop.The moment the long-lost rough touch came, Hidden

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