I had a pen in my hand, but my upper body was pressed against Beatrice's back. (].

Are you ready, Beatrice? I leaned towards the right side of my desk, and on the right side of my desk I had a copy of the text to be translated and a blank sheet of paper for me to transcribe.

Well, it's always been a state of perfection. Beatrice nodded slightly, so that the movements of the two sides did not interfere with each other, so Beatrice was lying on the left side of the desk.

Since my current seated position would interfere with my ability to bend forward, I had to switch to a position that wouldn't interfere with me, and after a few awkward attempts, Beatrice and I finally remembered to take advantage of the location, starting with a desk that was arm-width width for two adults.

Looking back at the bad movies I watched in the past, all the stories where the students were born in school or the office usually had the plot of using the desk as a bed, or letting the woman lie down on the table so that the man could use the back thrust.

After being away from the modern earth for so long, I never imagined that I would be able to experience first-hand what the male actors in the film were like at that time.

My little partner is still in Beatrice's body so far, but it seems to have accidentally penetrated deeper during the series of strenuous exercises just now, although there is no cross-sectional diagram to refer to the state of my little partner at this time, but the pain that keeps coming back to my mind from the span makes me deeply understand that sometimes it is a good thing for myself not to see the picture.

I only listened to part of the health education at the beginning, and the plot in the bad book was too detached from reality, even if I knew that I had rolled the sheets so much. A certain membrane in Beatrice's body must be broken again, but every time I play with Beatrice next time, I still feel as if my little partner has broken through some level that should not be broken.

Well, my little companion is only a modest length and size, and no matter how petite Beatrice is, she can't say that she will be poked into some little room that is pregnant with life.

Pushing irrelevant thoughts out of my head, I turned the pen in my palm and said to Beatrice as calmly as possible: "Intermission is over, listen to me count three times and we'll start again."

No problem. It is estimated that because it is only a blocked relationship now, Beatrice did not hold back her words as she did when the piston was in motion. It's just that the cheeks are more rosy than usual.

One, two, three...... Start!

Huh? Beatrice didn't respond. Rather, there was a muffled grunt that I didn't know whether it was refreshing or painful.

Papapai is like jogging, you must adjust the appropriate breathing and the frequency of the front and back movements to be able to go a long time, remember that in ancient times, the reason why the internal force in the body of the master of internal strength can be endless, is that it has a great correlation with the way they breathe when they exercise.

Before, after, before, after.

After making sure that the lower body enters the mechanization without any condensation. I was finally able to continue the translation work at hand. I believe that even the former demon king who showed excellent layout ability was unexpected. His successor would translate the important text he left behind like this...... Sorry for the mistake, it should be the strategy book.

Buried in our respective work, Beatrice and I fell into a brief silence. Except for Beatrice's occasional irrepressible low breath, except for the rustling of writing and the sound of turning pages of paper, all that remained was the crackling sound of our skin together.

In order to facilitate writing, my upper body can not be too far away from the desktop of the desk, so the lower body is naturally unable to make too drastic movements, but it is this kind of behavior that cannot bring visual shock at first glance is the most burdensome to the muscles, in the first 100 movements I still have the energy to calculate the frequency of swings, and later my lower body is simply I thought of a pendulum wall clock, left swing, right swing...... Dry, subconsciously wrote the left and right swings on the translation paper, and quickly made a double horizontal line to cross out the text written by mistake.

The translation was turned on again, but because my lower body had to keep moving, it was really difficult for me to concentrate on the translation, especially since the wails of my partner were still echoing in my head and lingering.

As Beatrice said, the flower elf's ability to think greatly increases when she is in close contact with her lover, even if her lower body is being ravaged back and forth by a murder weapon that does not match the size, Beatrice's hand is quite fast, and even in her spare time, she still has the strength to pay attention to my work status, and say that she cares: ...... Xu Mo...... Tired...... Rest......

Obviously, the center of language and thinking are two different fields, and Beatrice's mouth is full of words with severed heads and tails, but in order to say these few words, Beatrice's forehead is still dripping with sweat.

It's only been a few minutes since it started, and even if I want to rest, I'll have to shoot a round...... Halfway through that, I was shocked to feel bad, my little partner didn't give me the rest of the feeling except for pain and torture, and if I was shaking, I might still get pleasure from it, but the problem was that I was a completely normal person when it came to sexual fetishes, so if I used my little partner squirting as the standard for rest, I guess I would have to bang with Beatrice all the way until the sun went down.

With the current state in which the little partners are strangled, it is better to let it spew blood faster than to let it spew out white turbid life essence.

A slight muffled snort came from her throat, and Beatrice gritted her teeth and continued to hold back her words with great difficulty: ...... Xu Mo...... No...... That...... Ha......

If you want to speak, talk well, and don't act like you're seriously injured and dying. After complaining about Beatrice, I immediately patted my head, and I forgot that I could stop when the pendulum movement of my lower body was too smooth, so that Beatrice could finish her words normally.

Pulling the little partner out of Beatrice's body, at the moment of seeing the light of day, I seemed to see the little partner show a sassy smile, of course, this qiē is just my fantasy, but the front part of the little partner is almost pinched purple in Beatrice's body, if it weren't for the conversation with my little partner is a little subtle, otherwise at this moment I really want to feel distressed to appease it, saying that it was really difficult for you just now.

Unmated state, Beatrice lay on the table and gasped for a while before she got up, stretched out her hand to remove a few strands of silk hanging down to her forehead, and said with a ruddy face that was almost low blood: In the state of copulation with lovers, the flower elf will strengthen not only thinking, in fact, even memory is included in the strengthening project, Xu Mo actually does not need to translate the text thoroughly, as long as the content of the text is read aloud in the state of intersection, I can remember.

I took a deep breath, and it would be horrifying not to do it: You asked me to recite aloud in the middle of rolling the sheets?

No. Beatrice shook her head from side to side both obediently and innocently: there were no sheets here, only Wen Jiàn and a desk.

Ahem, it's humor! I coughed twice and changed the subject: "Why didn't you say it sooner when there was such a convenient way?"

Beatrice lowered her head, and a look of guilt appeared on her little face that had not yet faded: I hadn't seen Xu Mo for too long, and I forgot about it when I was happy, until I saw Xu Mo's hard work and remembered it again.

Seeing Beatrice's ashamed look, I didn't have the heart to pursue it, and after wiping my face with my palm, I picked up the strategy book written by the previous demon king in Chinese Traditional: Okay, then let's do it all over again.

Good. Beatrice nodded and returned to the table, and then turned back and asked: Does Xu Mo need my help?

How can you help?

Find the location. Beatrice maintained her upper body on the table, her small hands behind her back in the thighs, and in front of me, separated the two closed slits, revealing a different shade of pink from her fair complexion.

Damn, I don't need you to help me with health education, even if I don't need you to guide me, I won't be in the wrong place! I quickly covered my eyes with my hands, I really didn't know why anyone could stare at this fleshy part with relish, even if Beatrice had a criminal record, but I still couldn't avoid being caught off guard.

Beatrice whispered: Actually, it doesn't matter if it's plugged in the wrong place, I remember Xu Mo, you seem to have a hobby in this area.

Stop, let's get started! After forcibly interrupting Beatrice's question, I patted my chest with trepidation: I always felt that something bad would happen if I let you go on and on, such as harmony or harmony and harmony and all that.

Hold the partner against the hole, even if the size is a little out of place, but as long as you go with all your strength, you can still stuff it in, not to mention that it has just been expanded not long ago, so this time it is not as difficult to enter as it was at the beginning.

Seeing that my little partner was submerged in Beatrice's body, I opened the text of the former demon king, and deliberately cleared my throat before reading it: An An, I am the third generation of demon kings.

After listening to me finish reading a paragraph, Beatrice followed very jerkyly and repeated: "Ann...... Huh...... I...... Third generation ...... Wang La......

No, it's full of slots, even the most bizarre dirty movie won't have a weird plot like this while reading aloud, right?!

Thinking that this qiē was all for the convenience of work, I resisted the urge to turn the table, and opened my mouth to read the second paragraph of the article: My successor, although I don't know your name and appearance, since I can read this article......

This time I couldn't finish my sentence, because the doorknob of the study was unceremoniously opened by someone outside after a sound of turning.

Cyno and Diana pay special attention to etiquette when facing me because they are knights, and the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers do not have the right to see me directly, after a series of deletions, the true face of the person who pushed the door open at this time was naturally the Seraph.

Ignoring me and Beatrice, who were close to her, Luvica walked into the study with a frosty face and pulled a book from the shelf, then turned and walked out of the study as if nothing happened, leaving only a comment that almost froze before closing the door.

The desire to reproduce is strong.

No, I'm innocent! (To be continued!)

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