【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

marriage certificate.She always said that she was very happy to marry me, and they are all good people!You gave her a marriage certificate, but out of trust in you, she didn't check it at all, but the marriage certificate was soaked in water!Please don't lie to her again, please treat her better, please!Otherwise, don't blame me for being angry with you... Sorry, I'm sorry. "

The old bishop was a little puzzled. It seemed that this "witch" was the reverse scale of his favorite student. He exploded at the first ignition, and now he blamed him as an elder. He couldn't help but stroked his beard and complained in a low voice: "Then let her sleep!" After a while, she is just a little girl. I am an old man, and I didn’t embarrass her. I just teased her. That thing must be printed somewhere on her body. There is no need to show it. In a sense It's pretty solid, it's on her forever."

"Teacher!" Claude growled, his eyes were wide open, like a majestic lion defending his wife and children.

The old bishop also yelled loudly with his eyes wide open, and slapped Claude: "Claude, you are always yelling at me in surprise, my old heart can't stand it! Even if you are wrong to me Yell, I won't live long!"

"I am very sorry, teacher, why do you always make fun of Xiaosha? She is quite old, and she still has trouble with little girls." Claude lowered his head slightly, and he also felt a little disrespectful. Now the choir in the hall The boy stared at him and the old bishop who were holding Xiaosha, and was afraid that the old bishop would wake me up. The old bishop almost accidentally injured Xiaosha when the old bishop beat him just now. Fortunately, Claude hid quickly, and he With a slap on his back, Claude, who has always been cautious and courteous, couldn't help sweating.

The old bishop also felt that he was more or less going too far. How could a bishop beat a child? He also lowered his old voice: "No, I didn't have trouble with the little girl. It is you who have trouble with her. You two are looking for each other. Trouble, challenge the rules of the world together, you always make it difficult for her, she will always be the one who gets hurt when you are lingering, she is too young, you can see how 'difficult' you are with her on your wedding night just by looking at her sleepy look."

"Teacher, what do you mean by that? I don't understand." Claude blushed, like a roasted carrot. The haze of the confrontation looked tense and shy.

The old bishop closed his eyes and talked eloquently, shaking his head: "She is wearing your clothes, and the exposed skin is full of hickey marks. I'm not blind. Don't tell me it was kissed by another man, or she will be arrested."

It was the first time Claude found out that there was such an old man who needed to be beaten, he was sulking in his heart, what did the teacher say!

"Of course not!" Claude replied sullenly.

The old bishop began to let himself go. He was a little too free of speech. He was old and talked about "that little thing between husband and wife" in front of the children in the hall of Notre Dame: "Still saying you don't understand, Amen... I That’s to say, it’s quite normal. On the day Lindsay and I got married, I couldn’t help it! This is human nature, but I think I was much stronger than you back then! Lindsay is also prettier than her, maybe they are about the same... The next day my lips were swollen and her body was all purple, it was a crazy night, I mean countless crazy days and nights, my short-lived old woman! Holy Mother, still after decades . . . and all my pleasure is left there!"

Claude carefully patted my back and touched my head as if the ground was burning his feet, he was ashamed and could not stay for a moment: "Teacher, you are the archbishop, you are talking about tigers and wolves in Notre Dame Cathedral now. words, and with such a loud voice.”

"What are you looking at, isn't this normal?" The old man is going crazy: "Forgive my bad temper, children, old people sometimes need some 'moisturizing', I can't do enough for beauties now, I can only rely on recollection of the past Yes! When I see these young people, I always think of the beautiful love past. My bone marrow is full of romance. Who hasn’t been young? Children, you are very lucky, your wife is now by your side, enjoy a dozen Years, she was still young when you were old, and that's when it was really terrible."

"I can relax the conditions, what will she do, if she can do something that does not affect our practice, under your supervision, she can reunite with you more, and I will let my students enjoy decades of joy Time, for you to love to your heart's content." The old bishop continued to babble, and was awarded the "most sloppy in the middle ages" elderly person in Claude's heart.

"Teacher! Shut up! What did you say about Xiaosha and me? We are not together just for...for...reproducing offspring." Claude fainted with embarrassment.

"I want to be a grandpa. You have been studying with us since you were six years old, just like my own son. I really can't stand Balk anymore. I teach my students very well. I have no children. I will entrust him to you to teach , but my nephew—Cardinal Balck is like an idiot.” The old bishop was a little unhappy when he thought of the cardinal's "rebellious son".

Claude waved his hand helplessly, forcibly bid farewell to the old bishop, got rid of his chattering aftertaste, carried me to the office to sleep, and put me gently on the sofa.

He lit the stove vigorously, added a lot of firewood, turned the golden hourglass upside down, wrote beautiful strategy texts next to the desk, and couldn't help but look at my peaceful sleeping face from time to time.

The sun was about to set, Claude took off his cloak, covered me, touched my face, couldn't help but kiss my cheek, and was afraid that I would be woken up, a tall and melancholy man with black hair His face, but his movements were shallow, and he didn't dare to speak loudly while panting.

I don’t know if you have this habit. Every time you sleep soundly, you will wake up as soon as someone covers you with a quilt. Our heroine Salome is like this. When the deputy bishop gently covers her, she will wake up again. woke up.

Fluffy-headed Miss Salome is always in need of some old man nap time.

"Claude, have you finished your work?" I rubbed my eyes, put my arms around Claude's neck, and kissed him on the lips unexpectedly, "It's done, don't worry. Little guy, although I have You, have no interest in being a workaholic, but you always push me, and I have an upright little beautiful wife behind me, so I can't do nothing." Claude smiled wearily.

I stretched out my fingers and stretched his tired brows with the temperature of my fingertips: "Claude, what did Lord Erwin secretly say to you? I know I shouldn't ask about your business, but I always feel that it has something to do with me, you guys The two still avoided talking to me, and I felt a little uneasy, have you found my mother? Also, it was strange when you were looking for Gringoire."

Claude looked at "his girl" in his arms. Her voice was soft and sweet, and her ending was short and warped.She pursed her lips softly and closed her eyes slightly. She, who was sleepy at first, snuggled her round and soft face between Claude's neck and rubbed it in a daze. The ear is slightly hot, the tip of the cool auricle is faintly pink, and the earlobe is hot and red.

Claude choked for a moment. Not long ago, he heard Erwin report about Xiaosha's mother: "Mr. Vicar, I went to the yamen to check. Mr. Governor found the Paris household registration file 16 years ago. There was a case that he told his wife Consistently, a Lance once went to the police station to report the case of missing children. Her two daughters were stolen by a gypsy woman, and then they went crazy and ran away without a trace. However, the surname cannot be found in the current population file. For Paquette's woman, there are only two possibilities. The first is that the wife's mother has a foreign household registration, not a Paris household registration. She remarried to someone else and changed her surname. She is already crazy. The most likely is the second situation. The wife's mother may have been a prostitute without the approval of the government office. Such a lowly woman is the worst. Even if she is dead, there is no trace. She may have died long ago. Well, there is a mass grave on the outskirts of the city, which is dedicated to burying rapes and homeless wanderers."

Facing my expectant and probing eyes, Claude opened and closed his pale and indifferent lips slightly, hesitating, he didn't know how to speak for a while, and he tried his best to think about how to say so as not to make me sad.

Claude sighed straight in his heart: "Xiaosha, how can you tell me these cruel investigation results, how can I have the heart to tell you?! How can I have the heart to want you and extinguish your hopes! How can I I can disappoint you..."

He twitched the corners of his mouth at me, and the sad sigh in his chest turned into tenderness and love in his heart, and then he smiled warmly, with some helplessness in his tone: "My dear child, I haven't found your mother yet, She may have remarried, this is a common thing, I know that you and your sister are often anxious because of the mother, from now on, leave the matter of finding the mother to me, I will always find it for you, don't be sad because of the lack of mother's love, with me One day, I will love you one day."

I know he is in trouble, look at his expression, I know the result must be bad, I feel sorry for him, he is so tired but also worry about me, I hugged his strong and elegant body, he hugged me back tightly, I Smiled and said: "Thank you, Claude, what my sister said is right, no wonder a person yearns for love so much, a good husband like you really comforts my heart, although I have a lot of troubles now, I envy you Mother’s child, I went to Gongde Yuegui’s house just now and saw Mrs. Gongde Yuegui’s maintenance and love for Miss Lily. Although I didn’t say it, I was actually very sad. If I had my mother by my side, maybe I would not People laugh at me for saying 'I have a mother but not a mother', because I don't have a mother, so I swear, I must be a very good mother, I have also been fragile, now with you by my side, I am full Courage, nothing can defeat me, I know you left your parents early, Claude, you are also very pitiful, but I don't pity you, I want to love you, if you love me, I will love you more."

"Little Sha..." Claude shook his head fondly at me.

"Stop it, Claude, I'm going to cry again. After marrying you, I've become sentimental. I've never thought so deeply before. It's all taught by you, a wise man. Much more, does it mean that I am smarter." I pinched his big nose and shook it with a mischievous smile.

"You're a little bit smarter." Claude imitated me, with a space between his index finger and thumb.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm stupid?" I crossed my arms and turned my head away.

"Guess what?" Claude gave a fleeting smirk.

"Ignore you! Scoundrel!" I turned around so fast that I hit a bruise on my head, and I clutched my head in pain.

"Look at you, I'm in a hurry again." Claude hurriedly blew on my fluffy head: "It's because you are already extremely smart, so no matter how smart you are, you can only be a little bit more."

"It's not too bad, hehe." I was happy: "How about my beauty?"

"I can't add more beauty, an angel-like appearance, and I can touch the ground head first." Claude smiled and nodded at the green bag on my head-a beautiful little guy with a bad brain: "How does my husband look like?"

"Excellent appearance and extraordinary intelligence." I blurted out without thinking, he is indeed so good in my heart.

"Xiao Sha, you will always exaggerate. If you don't hurt me, I feel so boring." Claude shook his head and supported his forehead.

"He looks average, but his face is ugly." I closed my eyes and pulled it up again. In fact, he is a handsome man, Phoebus is handsome, and Claude is handsome.

"Forget it, it was better just now." Claude leaned against me, stroking my hair.

I pulled out the hem of his clothes and shyly covered my face and snickered: "Now are you honest? Why did you seek abuse just now?"

"I always hate myself in front of you, not a handsome young nobleman, not a general, not an emperor, not a pope, not an archangel, not a God! I'm just a monk, a middle-aged priest, who fell into The archdeacon in the book! In the end, I didn’t even persist in abstinence, broke the precepts, betrayed God, and even corrupted the only moral I am proud of. I am even more unworthy of you, you are beautiful and young, you You are still so young, why are you willing to waste your youth on me, I am afraid that you will be delayed for no reason, in front of outsiders, I am arrogant and arrogant, but I am old and inferior to you, my dear, I cannot do without you, I am very sorry I love you, and I wish I could show you my internal organs, as long as you want, as long as it doesn’t scare you.” Claude grabbed the hem of the clothes in my hand, revealing a girl’s face, golden eyes smiling like crescent moons, and long eyelashes twinkle.

"What nonsense are you talking about? In my eyes, you are tall, talented, calm and steady. You have to persevere. Otherwise, I would never have such a good husband, and you are kind-hearted... Well, at least you are very kind to me. Kindness, puff haha..." I scratched Claude's armpit, but he didn't respond at all, but I was amused when I saw his calm face.

"Xiaosha, you're laughing." Claude didn't have itchy flesh, he was used to being calm, and it seemed funny to me who kept scratching me.

Claude turned on me and scratched me, I twitched immediately, and laughed out of tears: "But everything I say is true, and every word I say 'love you' is true! I won't Lie, what did Gringoire want you to do?"

"Gringoire came to see me, Cloban and the 'peasants' discussed that in a few days the Flemish envoys and Arab merchants would leave the city with a lot of gifts and goods, and there would be dozens of carriages. "Claude habitually looked around cautiously, and finally lay down next to me, clasped my ears, and said while biting: 'People' can hide in the carriage and mix into the Flemish and Arab convoys , but their leader needs more than a dozen bills to leave the city. "

"Brother thought of coming to you, which means that he also believes in your character and ability. This is very dangerous. Are you sure you want to get involved in this matter?" I also leaned on him and bit my ear.

Claude looked at the holy dome, his eyes were fiery and far away, he seemed to be able to see through the sky far and far away, his tone was calm and deep, but it was hard to say the turmoil in his heart: "Can you save the lives of a few more people? , For me, it is what my heart desires, although I am not a powerful person now, but I have saved the people as my own responsibility, and my heart's desire is to achieve and benefit the world, and now I still have this ability."

"Claude, it's great to see you are such a man! I knew I didn't love the wrong person, but I have to do things according to my ability. Can you get a city ticket?" I lay on his ear side, entangle him.

Claude touched my head, kept kissing, thinking about this serious problem: "I can get it, but I can only get one, what worries me is that every headman who drives a car needs one what to do?"

I continued to have a secret conversation with Claude: "Claude, I have a solution, give me a proof, and I can print out a dozen."

"However, the royal family's city-exit ticket is complicated. You need to engrave many complicated patterns. At least five different fonts and languages ​​are used on a city-exit card. Even if I sketch it with you, it is too late. First draw on the engraving and then print it evenly. Ten cards are too late, the gift team will leave the city in two days! Let me engrave it! Maybe I can come up with a better way!" Claude does not allow me to stretch out the danger, he is anxious and afraid, he can no longer lose me.

I made up my mind, stood up, and looked firmly into Claude's deep eyes: "Claude, you must not help me carve the board, I will draw it myself, you are in the church all day long, you don't have time, if It's troublesome to be found out!"

"Xiaosha, do you want to take care of this big trouble by yourself?! I firmly disagree! Just leave it to me! If something happens to you, can I still live! I can't even protect the woman I love , Am I still worthy of being a human?!" Claude has never been so anxious in his life, he slapped my butt in a bit of frustration, rubbed my hair vigorously, and couldn't bear to hit me anywhere else.

I'm close to Claude's face, how can I not be afraid of losing him, but the arrow is on the string, I have to do it, especially to minimize casualties: "Listen to me, calm down. Claude, compared to you, I The time is very flexible, and it is easier to operate. I have already thought about it, and the venue is chosen in the small house of my sister and I. I want to avoid the risk of everyone except me. As for the quantity, have you heard of the automatic printing machine? ?”

"Xiaosha, you mean the German Gutenberg printing press that is strictly prohibited by various countries? Can you assemble that thing? I don't even have any drawings. The printing press is resisted by all the nobles." Claude was about to collapse, he His voice was trembling uncontrollably, and he tried hard to suppress the urge to cry.

I patted his chest and kept coquettishly rubbing: "I will, wooden spiral pressure lithography, powered by cattle, Quasimodo's unicorn is not in the church establishment, I can borrow it, as long as one day, Hundreds of sheets are not a problem, Claude, do you have woodblocks, give me two."

"I happen to have two wooden carving boards. I wanted to carve them for you to play with, and put them in my secret room." Claude admitted with some reluctance that he had the boards, and he couldn't resist me.

"Okay, I will go out from the back later when I leave, and smuggle out the woodcut board. Even if something happens in the future, neither brother nor you will be involved." I made up my mind and stabilized my mind.

Claude's face was ashen, he held back his tears, gritted his teeth, hugged me, his cheeks were bulging, tears rolled in his eyes, his gloomy voice was trembling, his hands were shaking constantly, as if he was about to breathe He got angry and persuaded me in an almost pleading tone: "Xiaosha, do you know how many crimes will be imposed on you once the matter is revealed afterwards! They will first frame you as a witch and forge royal documents. It will even betray you by witchcraft and rebellion, which is more serious than ordinary rebellion! Any one of them will kill you! You ignorant dead child! How many lives do you have! I am afraid for you! My baby, I I can't survive!"

"It's okay, Claude, since we want to save more people's lives, this is the last decision we have to make. It's better to sacrifice one person than to kill so many people. If you and your brother do it, the charges are too involved. The crime of treason You can even sit down. When the time comes, the citizens of the Miracle Kingdom of the elder brother will die. You still have a younger brother. He is not independent yet, and he can’t live without you. It will be even worse if he goes on crooked ways. Your family will only be honored by you , Let me do this matter with the least involvement." I suppressed my tears, this is the best way at present, at least it can save the lives of him, my brother, and everyone else.

Claude threatened me with a breakdown, he was about to lose his grip, he didn't want to cry in front of me: "No! Xiaosha, if you want to think like this, I would rather imprison you and tie you to me for the rest of my life! If you want to drive me crazy!"

"Claude, you must calm down. If something happens to you, you must separate yourself from me, remember the principle of 'being in harmony with the light', be at ease with the situation, and live for me." I tried to calm myself, Hope that eases his mood too.

"I can't do it! You asked me to disown you and then watch you burn to death! I still have to say my prayers in front of you sanctimoniously, and then I will live in hell every day for the rest of my life! Please You, Xiaosha, take me away together, even if something bad happens, I will bear it with you! I said that we are one person, the whole soul, the whole heaven, please don't let go of my hand, please! You You want to tear me apart or drag me into hell! It’s up to you! Just don’t let go of my hand! Don’t leave me!” Claude couldn’t hold back, he still cried, he was too depressed and wronged all these years Many, I couldn't bear the tears at once, hiding between my neck, crying and sobbing like a big child, he is strong and calm outside, but fragile and sensitive in front of me.

I pursed my lips in distress, and my eyes were red.

"Big idiot... Don't be like this, Claude, don't worry, you're making me so nervous! Things won't necessarily be that bad, maybe they won't be discovered at all! I just let you do the last thing. It’s just a bad plan. It’s all my fault that made you sad. It’s going to be okay! You just said that I’m extremely smart! I’ve always believed in what you said! Look into my eyes and take a deep breath , It's okay, I will never be separated from you, you know I will not lie, and I will not lie to you."

I'm not so brave, dear Claude... I squirmed my lips, showing a pale and transparent smile: "It's snowing outside the window, I always want to hold your hand, in the sunset, We ran into the sea of ​​flowers, I was in front, looking back at you, your arms were long and pulled into a straight line by me, at this time, you also looked at me gently, I can run to the top of the hill with you In a daze, you look at the sunset and the sea of ​​flowers, and I look at you, until the stars burn in the night sky and the moon shines in your eyes."

My eyes drifted far away with him, his tears wet my cheeks, some warm emotions rushed out of my eyes, I couldn't tell whether the cold and warm tears were mine It was still his, and I also seemed to have lost my soul, muttering to myself: "I'm afraid I won't have time to write you a love poem, and I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to touch you in a dark place. Always talking nonsense, isn't it? It's okay, Claude."

"You go and I go, little girl, I'm dependent on you! Don't even think about slipping away from my fingers, I'm a god, you witch, you heartless little guy." Claude like He played with me like a child, he really couldn't do anything about me, he was at a loss and flustered.

"Then what if I become ugly and you, a face control person, can't recognize me?" I pretended to show a big smile easily, kissed away his tears, and stroked his handsome and cold face. What a pity that I pursued you.

"You are always the best, I will always know you." Claude also wiped my tears lightly.

"Claude, after all, I failed to let you live a stable life..." I was also afraid in my heart, I was afraid that I would make him sad, I would feel guilty because of his tears, I was afraid that I would lose him.

I still couldn't help it, I kissed him countless times, my heart couldn't bear it, I was afraid that I would not meet him, I was afraid to leave him, I was afraid that there would be no him in the world.

Claude's eyes locked Salome in front of him and kept it in his heart.

Claude smiled sadly, he understood that no matter how tricky he was, he still had nothing to do with Xiaosha.

All his life, he only told her the truth, and even his eyes were only emotional for her.

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The author has something to say:

Hey guys, I'm going to play with the puppies.Sigh~ My Xiu Gou Gou is such an annoying little goblin, I can't get away~ It presses me down, ignores it, it just hides in the corner and feels wronged, who makes the author and the archdeacon love as much? Because of the fluffy cutie (ps: After all, the heroine Xiaosha is also a fluffy-haired "stare at eating" Xiao Kuoai!) ~

If you have a puppy, don’t even think about eating secretly. It has been staring at me to eat. The author just ate a cherries on his stomach. When I looked down, I found a puppy’s head popping out from under my arm. Damn (^3^ ), or being targeted... There is always a puppy that delays my typing, it really likes to sleep in my arms, the author always has dozens of days a month without doing business, and people can't ignore it~~ (Delicate author: Humph, hammer your chest~~~)

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Chapter 69 The Devil's Warm Lair Hiding in a place God can't see, the sister who doesn't come home anymore, the happiest woman I've been looking forward to some beautiful artistic conception, unconventional, Claude's heart is beautiful, but he sees it The little woman in front of her always has a sudden change in her style of painting.

Claude blinked slowly, and the cute little guy—the unconventional, wild, and mutated beauty Xiaosha was riding on him.

I grabbed Claude's face with both hands arrogantly, took his payment bag, and rode on him pretending to be angry, raised my eyebrows and asked: "Claude, why didn't you take out the money in the morning? I need this too much I'm a big layman."

"You are not vulgar, that's not good, Xiaosha, you just slept well at that time, as if I bought your body with money! In that case, what would I take you for! You are careless and careful, I will never I will do things that make you worry, and will not make you sad, so I will give you my salary while riding a horse, which is the daily necessities of the husband to the wife's housekeeper." Claude absent-mindedly pointed his index finger Fiddled with my hair, and turned the ends of my hair into his hands to rub, his eyes were as soft as a pool of water, under the dark mist, clean and pure love lingered in his eyes.

"You are always so serious that you are afraid that I will get hurt, but I am not afraid of getting hurt, and I am not afraid of getting you hurt, so come here." I slowly got up and looked into his eyes.

I abruptly grabbed Claude's silver-white court gown that hadn't been changed, and sucked him like crazy, he gasped heavily and was a little dazed.I pulled him and ran along the promenade of Notre Dame. I was wearing a large black robe, like a blooming black mandala. Sometimes I tripped over the robe, and Claude hurriedly helped me, but I was not there. I touched the fine sweat on his head contentedly, giggling non-stop, I am the Nordic snake monster, and I am also the elf in his hand.

It was snowing again, and I took his hand. This is the highest part of Notre Dame, a large terrace where Claude often comes. My hand, above me is the endless gray-white sky, and below me are small colorful roofs standing like a sea of ​​flowers.

This is the place where Claude once fell, the small terrace next to the statue of the saint below, and the goshawk fell to death.

The wind howled like a howling wolf in my ears, and I opened my mouth to eat the snowflakes that hit my face.

Claude reluctantly accommodated me, I licked my lips, put my arms around his neck, and sat down on the edge of the snow-covered marble, looking into his eyes, it was because I was not drunk, but I looked at him Already drunk: "I love to eat flowers, Paris is deserted in winter, I eat winter flowers, the God of Flowers sees, spring will come sooner."

"Spring is coming soon, and it will be March soon." Claude hugged me, and the lovers crossed their necks like two swans, rubbing back and forth.

I hugged Claude and said some mischievous and romantic words, and pestered him: "I want to go wild and roll in the sea of ​​flowers with you, if you don't want to, I will throw you down, I want you to eat me , I eat flowers."

"Then you have to promise me that you will live until spring comes and the flowers bloom." Claude squeezed my face, pampering my hair: "It's you who can't escape, I don't like to eat flowers, but I just love to eat you."

Snowflakes hung on the girl's face, and on the curled eyelashes, Claude was sweating slightly while holding Xiaosha's hand, and his breath sprayed on the girl's lips.

"It's snowing heavily today, let me taste it." I walked through his arms, hugged his broad back, kissed his lips, kissed him, and I also tasted the sweetness of snow.

The girl was paralyzed in his arms with her head up, and Claude's arms sank. His blurred eyes could see his wife's smooth neck and affectionate eyebrows. Her ears were red with cold, and she didn't know that she was in the arms of the man he loved. Shy, still throbbing with love｜love, she closed her eyes lowly, raised her head, the cold wind blew through her hair, fluffy soft golden waves flew up like a flag, her little face was flushed, she grabbed On his back, fingers like bamboo shoots grasped deeply and tightly.

I pulled him to squeeze into the narrow terrace, which is Claude's secret lair, and he always holds the key to this terrace.

"Claude, why do you always carry the key to this terrace with you? Could it be that it has always been the devil's bed?" I smiled a few times, and was very close to his lips, panting heavily.

"Here is the most beautiful rose window. I have seen hundreds of church windows, and this one is my favorite." Claude put me gently on the window sill, "squeaked", and locked the broken iron door.

"You have seen so many women, do you love me the most?" He kissed my neck, and the crowded and warm space made me breathless.

"I don't want to look at other women, only you." Claude didn't have time to look up at me, still intoxicated.

"Then would you like to do me a favor? My lord." My voice was trembling, and I untied the teaching gown that was "tied up" because I didn't know how to wear it. My warm and soft shoulders and chest were in the cold Ups and downs.

"I want you." My lips were close to his ear, vague and ambiguous.

But I couldn't untie Claude's silver waist chain. I grabbed him frizzily, and the tassels of the purse on it were about to be torn.

He gently grabbed my hand and helped me untie his robe. I couldn't hear any sound, but his breathing was very clear in my ears. I was awake and confused.

I sat on the edge of the rose window and kicked him with my bare feet. He laughed hoarsely, with a low charm, and Homer also pulled up clouds to cover up the gods.

"My wife." He couldn't help shouting, his hair and mine were wet with sweat, and his sweat was sticky, smearing every inch of my skin.

"I want a child, your child." I dreamily scratched a few scars on his back.

The huge glass rose window reflects colorful jewel-like rays of light onto the overlapping beautiful torso, and a thick, white and flawless figure falls outside with goose feathers and heavy snow. The inside cannot be seen from the window, and the mist climbs up the huge glass window.

The gypsy girl Salome's bracelets and anklets jingled, she seemed a little scared, she was blushing, Xiaosha's whole body was trembling, and Claude's movements were always gentle.

The combination of the demon girl and the god, will the god bless her?

Salome thought, who cares, anyway, life is his person, death is his ghost.

"Claude, actually, you didn't like me..." I put my hand on the cold glass window, and wiped my forehead to cool down.

"What, who? You little fool, who do you love if I don't love you?" Claude stopped, he didn't understand the nonsense of his beloved Xiaosha.

"You like another woman, and now she is with another man, so she is too, I hate you! I'm so jealous!" I thought that he actually fell in love with my sister, and I was very jealous, but, My sister's fate made me worry about it again, and I felt extremely uncomfortable thinking about it.

"You don't want to escape anymore, why did you find me another woman for no reason?" Claude poked my head, he laughed at me out of voice, and held my hand in my ear, panting continuously: "I But yours, my child, I am your man."

"What I said is true." I cried, with an unspeakable colic and sadness in my heart.

"..." Claude was a little doting and loving. He was silent for a while, then buried his head in my arms and kept kissing: "I want to thank you for falling in love with me. I don't thank the gods, nor thank you Destiny, I only thank you for letting me fall in love with you, not anyone else."

His lips were swollen and chapped, and I bit his lip, sticking to him like a pool of soft mud.

This is the place where Claude fell to his death in his fate, but he was reborn here today, and it has nothing to do with him leaving God behind. Now he no longer finds himself ridiculous, because he has found the real truth. In life, she is the only one who is indispensable in his life.

Claude is not good at sworn vows, but it is difficult for him to express his feelings now. He can't finish talking to Xiaosha, but he doesn't want to say anything now. His love has drowned him, and he can't open his mouth. A large group of love words stuck in his protruding throat, he choked up and cried, like sleeping on a piece of jade, soft and soft jade, he knew that they were a couple, destined to be entangled.

My sister still went to the Valley of Love with Phoebes. Phoebes didn't even have the heart to go back to the barracks. Now if he doesn't win Esmeralda, he will be at a loss.