Secretly uploaded late at night.,I'm just sending benefits.,Not in writing, don't you want to have that kind of hope!! PS, it's all your fault if this book is banned!

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There is no distinction between night and day in the night universe, and this is according to the current standard time over the orbit of the Chinese Federation.

The loud and vicissitudes of the start, with a slight sharp and hoarse sound echoing in the ship.

"Bagpipes!?"

Those who hear the music can't help but hold their breath and distinguish that this unique sound quality can only be produced by this ancient instrument. But at the same time, I wondered who was playing this strange and difficult instrument.

"Kamiyu?"

When she came to the observation deck for leisure in the ship, when she saw the young man standing in front of the window, facing the dark sky, with a black bagpipe on his waist and playing with his eyes closed, Layla couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with her eyes.

The white robe, which had never been seen before, was tied up by a golden belt, and the garment had only a few simple lines, and was not overly ornamented except for a diamond-shaped sapphire on the chest and a few golden tassels attached to the right shoulder. But wearing it on Kamiyu's body exudes a divine aura.

He wears a one-sided hair ornament shaped like a phoenix's feather, while a white turban is almost knee-length and ties his hair back.

In this way, the dress makes it impossible to look away from the first sight, and Camillo has never given people such a feeling before, which makes it impossible to believe that the boy in front of him is the same person as Kamiyu.

It's not that Kamiyu doesn't usually look good, it's just that he's always tried to hide it with a simple and gray outfit. Today's gorgeous and fully open outfits have produced a visual impact called stunning.

Just as Layla was distracted, a hand pressed on her shoulder and pulled her into the corner.

"You guys!?"

"Shh Euphemia hurriedly made a silent gesture.

That's when Layla realizes that everyone else on the ship is here.

"It's really unexpected, I didn't expect the royal brother to be able to bagpipe."

Euphemia's face was full of intoxication, and she was able to control the sound of the bagpipes so tactfully and lightly, which was no less than Camillo's violin playing skills.

In fact, not only Yufemia, but everyone here has never seen Kamiyu play such an off-the-beaten-path instrument.

It is important to know that the bagpipe is a very difficult instrument to control, and its unique bulging relationship makes the sound very sustained and will not be interrupted due to the player's ventilation. However, it is precisely because of this that the difficulty of switching between timbre and tone during playing is even more difficult to control, and the slightest mistake will sound like a meaningless noise.

In addition, the control of the tone is to use the arm to adjust the two bellows sandwiched under the armpit, which is a great test of the player's natural instinct and acquired experience. That's why there is one bagpiper out of every 500 bagpipers.

"It's just, don't you think Kamiyu looks weird? Did anything happen when you went out? ”

Although I like Kamiyu's performance very much, and I like Kamiyu's amazing outfit, at this moment, I feel a sense of distance between me and the boy, and Cornelia is not the only one who feels uneasy.

"That guy was just homesick."

This kind of Kamiyu has only been seen by C.C., to be precise, C.C has seen it in Kamiyu's memory, which is his usual attire when he was in the Heavenly Realm. It's just that in Camillo's memory, the person who played the bagpipes was not him, but the goddess who was as dazzling as the sun and so perfect that it couldn't be more perfect, Camillo's titular sister since she woke up, two kinds of unlimited-first-class gods-Beldandy.

"Homesick?"

Cornelia and Yuphimia looked at each other, and the two of them really couldn't remember what Kamiyu's behavior had to do with homesickness.

Camillo's outfit doesn't seem to have anything to do with the royal family and customs of Bunitania, and the bagpipes don't seem to have anything to do with today's Bunitania after England was conquered by Napoleon.

"Is this a custom of the Bunitanian royal family?"

Layla looked at the two princesses with such an inquiry, and Yuphimia, who found this inquiry, shook her head vigorously in denial.

When everyone turned their eyes to C.C, they found that the girl who had been in a bad mood from the beginning had left at some point.

"Whew" put the bagpipes down, and Kamiyu sighed tiredly.

Although he has often traveled to other worlds since he was a child, he also likes to travel around. But now that I think about it, he is not a particularly casual person, especially in an inexplicable world where things have never happened for more than ten or twenty years, even if he has met many important people in this world, even if he has experienced the life of an ordinary person in this world.

I am not used to and do not like this world, which is full of too many distortions, not only history, but also people's hearts.

This is how Kamiyu feels about this worldly world.

"Kamiyu."

"Ah~ Sister Huang." Kamiyu smiled and turned her head to look at Cornelia as she walked by.

"You're fine, are you?" Cornelia's tone paused slightly.

"Of course, it's okay, I just want to change my mood occasionally."

"Is it really just a change of mood?" Cornelia pointed to Camillo's outfit, disbelief written all over her face.

"Isn't that weird?" Kamiyu looked up at his cuffs in confusion.

In a world where both the Chinese Federation and Burnitania still wear traditional clothes, Kamiyu doesn't think there's anything strange about what he's wearing.

"It's not just"

It's hard to describe how Cornelia felt at this time.

"It just feels like Kamiyu you're going to disappear silently again." Conelia hesitantly raised her hand and brushed away Camillo's hanging hair, her fingertips gently sliding over the side of Camillo's face.

"Huh," Kamiyu smiled dumbly.

Cornelia's intuition surprised him, Camillo did have a strong desire to leave this world just now, but now even if he wanted to leave, he didn't have the ability, and it would take some time.

"The imperial sister is too worried, if it really wants to disappear, I promise to let the imperial sister know, and it will never be silent."

It's just that Camillo's joke seems to irritate Cornelia, who suddenly presses her hands on Kamiyu's cheeks and sticks her forehead to her forehead

"Not allowed!" Cornelia's tone was filled with a hint of Kamiyu's déjà vu.

"I won't allow you to disappear!"

That's right, Camillo remembered where he had seen Cornelia like this. It was at the scene of Princess Mariana's murder, and Cornelia was in a state that was extremely close to that time.

"Imperial Sister I"

"Kamiyu, how long do you want me to wait?" Conelia didn't allow Camillo to make any more excuses, and forcefully interrupted Camillo's explanation.

The tips of her noses were already pressed together, and with every word that Conelia spat out, Camillo could almost feel the friction coming from her upper lips.

"I don't want to wait any longer."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cornelia had opened her mouth slightly to latch on to Kamiyu's upper lip, sucking as her tongue quickly swept over every inch of her mouth, followed by her lower lip

At the same time, he threw Kamiyu on the couch. However, Cornelia was not in a hurry to break through, but seemed to be slowly savoring.

"Emperor"

Just opened his mouth, but just gave Cornelia a chance, the whole mouth was completely sealed by Cornelia, and his tongue suddenly poked into Kamiyu's mouth, and a wisp of clear liquid slipped from the corner of his mouth.

As she kissed, Cornelia's legs bent forward, and the upper body that was pressed against Kamiyu began to arch upwards in a straddle position, until there was a frozen bulge between the thighs. His hands took advantage of the gap between the abdominal part to leave and unfastened Kamiyu's robe little by little.

"Sister Huang!"

Just as Conelia unbuttoned Kamiyu's robe and sat up straight, Camillo finally got a little respite.

However, what caught her eye was Cornelia's naked body after she had stripped off her clothes. The soft and large boobs appear to be more and more hot under the traction of gravity.

"It's okay to touch it!"

Cornelia said in a charming tone.

"That"

"I've done this as a woman, and you give me a bit of a boy!"

Camillu's hesitation looked in Conelia's eyes, and the Valkyrie of the battlefield suddenly changed her face, grabbed Camillo's hands, and slammed her body down, and then shouted angrily.

"Or is it because you're too shy?" Cornelia took Camillo's hands and slowly moved closer to her chest.

"Hehe, I'll leave everything to my sister."

Following Conelia's guidance, Kamiyu's hands were on her chest. Smooth skin, soft touch, all so intoxicating. Then, without Cornelia's guidance, it was like milking a cow, squeezing down the smooth skin, feeling every touch, and finally pinching the red bulge between his fingers, gently and as much as he could.

"Hmm" Cornelia bit her lip to keep herself from moaning, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her feelings.

"Kamiyu is still so naughty." Cornelia, who had stopped trembling, had turned red, but she still smiled softly at Kamiyu.

"It's okay, leave it to my sister!"

As she said this, Cornelia lifted her hips slightly, and the hand that reached into Kamiyu's pants pulled out the hot mass and aimed it at the bifurcation that was stretched open by her other hand.

He took a deep breath, then closed his eyes with all his might, and his body sank sharply.

"Hmm!!!!!"

A teardrop oozed from his eyelid.