"Hello Lilith!!" Lyrela stood up straight when she saw Lilith who had come to open the door for Celia. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Something?" Lilith glanced at her, remembering that she lived next door and said calmly, without any intention of opening the door for her.

"Ahem, little Celia, you come on. Lyreira decisively pulled Celia, who was hiding behind her, teasing Doris and preparing to watch her play.

"Well, Sister Lilith, she's Celia's cousin, Celia wants to talk to Sister Lyrela, can she go in?" Celia stood up a little disappointed and explained crisply, very speechless at Lyrela for being so undisciplined and without a little dragon dignity.

"Well, if it's not a gray wolf coming in, Celia Doris is coming in. Lilith shook her long aqua blue hair and stepped out of the way.

Celia pulled Doris and walked in, and Lyrella saw that although Lilith didn't call her, she didn't have the idea of closing the door for the time being, so she hurriedly walked in.

After returning to the room and locking the door, Lyrela looked angry: "Ahhh

Celia and Doris fell directly on the soft bed together, looked at the angry Lyrela, and couldn't help but snicker, "Then Cousin Larella, you and Sister Lilith have fought." ”

"It's not that I'm afraid of her, it's just that her weapons are too sharp, I'm afraid of breaking the scales that Celia likes, how beautiful the gold and red are, what if she shaves her ugly and Celia doesn't like me?" Lyreira emphasized with a look of other concern.

Celia was stunned for a moment, remembering that she had plucked her scales before she thought she liked her scales, but if the dragons cherished their scales like this, they probably wouldn't have the idea of fighting.

"Celia hasn't liked you. Celia pouted.

"Liar, obviously I took my sister's scales to hide them, so now that there are not so many people, what do you have to say to my sister?" Lyreira also pounced next to Celia, the softness of the bed directly made Celia's two little loli bounce up, she was lying on her side and supporting her face, smiling.

"Hmm... Would it be okay for Celia to punch her cousin in the nose?" Celia rolled over and faced Lyreira and blinked.

Lyreira was stunned, and Celia's long eyelashes seemed to sweep over her face, but what the cute Celia said was not cute at all.

"It's not good!! little Celia, you don't know how hard you are, what to do if you break your sister's nose!!" Lerella shrunk as she covered her little nose, she didn't want to be disfigured.

"Celia can make a little effort, just a little, just a little. Celia hurriedly followed, her little hand constantly signaling that it would be good to just give it a moment.

"No, no, my sister's body is not an ordinary body, Celia do you know how hard you have to put down? Sister's face is related to the face of the dragon!" "Lyreira said that she didn't take away the hand covering her nose, she didn't slap Celia once or twice, she knew how strong she was, she used to shoot before, and this strength is now used to hit people, and the force is completely different.

Celia pounced, pressed against Lyrela, looked at her sluggishness, and asked one last time.

"I'm crushed under Celia's body now, if I don't agree, Celia's will, will it be ♂♀ me?"

"What's going on..."Celia looked at Lyrela, who had an unnatural flush on her face, knowing that although this guy had probably entered some kind of evil brain supplement, she hadn't started planning yet.

After thinking about it carefully just now, I also felt that her strength was unreliable, although it was possible for the bloodline to be activated unconsciously when she was concentrated, under normal conditions, she was a little Lori who had no power to bind the chicken, and it must be soft when she punched it, so she did want to open the bloodline.

But here's the problem, she herself knows her own strength inaccurately, and Lyrela's guy may be particularly resistant because she is a dragon, she can't master how much strength she has, it's not effective if it's small, and it's not a problem to beat her nose when it's big...

Therefore, the plan of trying to beat Lyrela to a nosebleed is no longer working, so she can only rely on another plan now, that is, the mission requirements, and the temptation of Lyrela's nosebleed.

Yes, it's very painful, the direct mission system gave her such a task, Celia originally thought that it would be okay to be tempted casually in language, after all, she is also well-informed, and she has been a man herself, so it is very simple to think about, but what she didn't expect was that Lyrella was actually quite tempting.

The reward of the task is to offset ten percent of the debt, and if she does two or three more, she can solve the debt problem in a month, and she doesn't have to worry about not having to work for the system or something, with Celia's clear and rational mind, of course, it is very worthwhile.

"Little Celia?" Lyreira waited for a long time and found that Celia was just sitting on her lower abdomen without moving, and couldn't help but say strangely.

"Cousin Larella, look... Look at it... You are not allowed to look at it!" Celia leaned back, her little face slightly reddened, and she looked determined.

Lyreira looked at Celia in bewilderment, and then saw that her delicate little hands gradually reached out to her small skirt, trembling slightly and pinching the group pendulum, and then stopped for a moment before she began to slowly, slowly upward stroke...

Inch by inch of snow-white skin was exposed to some ambiguous air in the gradual upward movement of the skirt, Celia's little face was already crimson, and Lyrela's breathing unconsciously intensified...

"Ahh!!h

Celia pressed the skirt back again, and the light seemed to dim a little, and every inch of skin disappeared under the skirt again.

Feeling very ashamed, Celia's tiny fingers of her hands were tangled together, her pink face was full of redness, even the roots of her ears were red, her small teeth biting her lower lip, and her beautiful eyelashes were tightly closed, which could see the tension in her heart now.

The only remaining self-esteem of men still made her give up, and such a shameful thing, although she thought about it in the most rational way, but she still lost in shame.

"Poof, little... Little Celia..."