I'm talking about liquor.

Baijiu was taking off Hasta's clothes, but it couldn't be said to be clothes, only a few pieces of tattered cloth sewn together.

The rag only blocked the place where it should be, and the rest of the place, more or less leaving a little skin.

Baijiu slowly peeled off Hasta's shirt, and to be honest, his skin was very white. It's not the kind of white with pink and tender white in the white of liquor, nor is it the kind of pale with a bit of morbid white in Ling Xin; It's not the kind of white that can't see the sun for many years, but a very crystalline and very smooth white.

Baijiu couldn't help pinching Hasta's face, and then sighed in the next second: This feel is so good, soft and smooth! And, it's so tender! It seems to be able to pinch out the water!

Baijiu showed an idiotic smile, that is, an aunt's smile. Then keep looking.

Wow! Abdominal muscle! Or six!

Bai Bai was taken aback, and thought to himself, this person who has been locked up in prison all the year round can have such a figure and such skin?

Baijiu couldn't figure it out, and she didn't bother to think about it. But she made up her mind to find an opportunity to ask later.

Then, she stretched out her paw and touched it. Not! It feels so good! Touch it a few more times, I didn't touch it carefully just now!

"No, Baijiu, you are calm, don't forget what you are going to do!" Baijiu couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and his nosebleed wildly.

"I can't help it!" Poke out your claws.

Looking down again, I vaguely saw the figure of the mermaid line, and Baijiu swallowed his saliva, forcing himself not to rush up and pick up someone's pants.

She picked up the long-forgotten vial and was about to look for the wound, but she looked over and over Hasta's body, but she didn't see a single wound, not even the slightest wound.

Bai Sa carefully recalled the first time she saw it, and before she could think about it, a series of touches that had just been stroked and the scenery she saw.

Liquor: ......

And just then, Hasta began to mumble something softly, and Baijiu keenly caught it.

Baijiu found that after becoming a priest, his physical abilities improved in all aspects. This is the benefit of being a priest.

Baijiu threw away the distracting thoughts in her heart, and she shook her head vigorously to shake off the images in her mind. Then she leaned down and leaned close to Hasta's face, trying to hear what he was saying.

"No---- I'm not!"

Hasta slammed to his feet, and then, with a thud, slammed into Baijiu's head.

"Oops!" Baijiu snorted in pain.

The collision knocked Hasta into a smash, he rubbed his eyes, and then slowly opened them, which were a pair of flawless black eyes.

And the first thing that caught Hasta's eyes was the red-haired girl who was rubbing her head. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "You...... Are you okay...... I...... I didn't mean to. ”

"It's okay, don't worry...... Tsk, you're so the head......"

“…… Yes, I'm sorry......" The young man lowered his head, a small picture of being beaten and scolded.

"From this day forward, you live with me."

"Hmm...... Yes?! Hasta gave him a quick glance, then sped down again.

Is he—he's going to live with his angel?! He's really ...... I'm so happy......

"This is your house, I live next door to you, and something comes to me."

"Hmm......" Hasta tried to shake his clothes, but he didn't hold them.

Only then did he realize that he was wearing nothing on his upper body, so he raised his eyes and looked at the liquor wet.

"That...... Lord Priest...... Where's my clothes? ”

Liquor: ...... Did you just find out......

System: Sao Nian, your brain circuit is a bit long......

"The clothes are too torn, I'll get you new clothes."

"Hmm."