Chapter Eighty-Five: Living Color
"Moonblade has her thirteenth straight victory!" The Marquis of Charles, dragging his fat body, struggled to get up from his seat, faced the boos and invectives of the audience, kept a false smile on his face, and said loudly: "The Feast of Gifts has come to an end, and as it has faced countless disasters, the wall of life will stand, as always!" May it bless our peace! ”
In the final routine speech, the audience left the arena one after another, when stepping into this bloody arena, they forgot all the pressure, screaming wantonly in the flying flesh and blood, but when all the noise and killing faded, the pressure of retreat quietly returned, and the "Honkai" after a week was like a thousand heavy burdens, making them breathless, and everyone who walked out of the arena had a vague sad face.
For Luo Wei, this festival of gifts made him enjoy a game that was worth watching, although it didn't have any real meaning, but it could be used as a time to pass the time of boredom.
After the audience had basically left, the Marquis de Charles suddenly showed a mysterious smile, and there was an indescribable meaning hidden in his tone, and said: "Everyone, please come home with me now and prepare for today's dinner, the real wonderful event has just begun." ”
"Hahaha..."The ghost hand suddenly laughed, his laughter was very low and deep, and he glanced at Luo Weiano and the others with a playful look, although he didn't say anything, but this kind of gaze made people feel a little like pins and needles.
Just as Luo Wei was about to leave, Al suddenly came over worriedly, Luo Wei wanted to avoid her, but who knew that Al came directly and grabbed his sleeve lightly, and said quietly: "The Lord is above... Please make sure Ling avoids tonight's banquet..."
"Huh?" Luo Weijian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at Al suspiciously, the girl's lake-blue eyes were filled with a trace of unquenchable sorrow, and she was just about to say something, when the voice of Marquis Charles came over with a deep meaning: "Doctor Al, please don't disturb the interest of the guests." ”
Al's red lips opened slightly, but he fell silent again, and finally owed to Luo, and whispered, "Glory to my lord..."
Luo Wei's eyes were fixed on the back of Al's departure, if it was an ordinary person, he might not take Al's words to heart, but Luo Wei's vigilance that he had cultivated for many years made him start to think about the meaning of his words.
It stands to reason that this is Dawn City, and the banquet at night is also held in the Marquis's Palace, which is a very safe place, and there should be no danger, so why avoid it? And Al also specifically pointed out that Ling was avoided, why is this?
After thinking about it for a while, Luo Wei decided to believe Al once and sent Ling Xian back to the hotel, anyway, she now has the Shield Ring, and it is not easy to break the shield of this ring, as for the banquet, Luo Wei thought that he would not go either, and he was not interested, but Al's words aroused his curiosity, and he also wanted to see what the lives of these so-called "upper-class people" were like now, so he gave up the idea of absence.
Ling listened to Luo Wei's words very much, and obediently returned to the hotel, and Luo Wei went directly to the Marquis's Mansion after settling down with Ling.
When he entered the door, he found that there were already maids waiting here, and the Marquis of Charles seemed to have a unique habit in this regard, and his maids did not wear traditional European-style servant skirts, but wore short skirts that were full of provocative flavor and made people think about it.
And these maids are very outstanding in terms of figure, ** bee waist undulating under the wrap of tight servant clothes, round buttocks outline blood-pumping traces, and full thighs are wrapped in white stockings There is a sense of flesh that is about to come out.
"Distinguished guests, please come with me." A maid of great looks smiled sweetly at Luo, flicked her short skirt and saluted gracefully, and then led the way for him.
Under the leadership of the maid, Luo Wei came to a small room, the air in the room lingered with a mysterious hidden fragrance, which seemed to be able to arouse a certain lust of people, the maid stood in front of Luo Wei, suddenly smiled shyly, and slowly faded off the maid clothes on her body, only the white stockings on her legs, the pure white silk revealed a different kind of ambiguity on the long legs that were enough to make any man crazy.
The claustrophobic room, the faded clothes, the shy beauty, such a metaphor is already so obvious that it can't be more obvious, although Luo Wei is usually cold, but he is not a waste with a disability in the lower body, and he naturally has a man's desire in his heart, plus he has been fighting for days for a while, he also needs to vent his pressure, not to mention that the maid in front of him is still a stunner in the city that cannot be seen in the wilderness.
Under the maid's exclamation, Luo Wei picked it up and threw it on the bed, the recoil force brought by the soft bed made the stunner's body undulating, and he pressed the maid's shoulders like a beast.
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An hour later, the maid collapsed on the bed, her forehead was covered with fine fragrant sweat, the sides of her cheeks were flushed with excitement after passion, and her seductive delicate body trembled from time to time with unfading pleasure, and after a moment of gasping, she got up from the bed, took out a bathrobe from the closet, and said with a smile: "Please go and bathe." ”
After putting on the bathrobe, Luo Wei suddenly felt a wet and soft thing on his face, which was a fragrant kiss left by the maid, she smiled ambiguously, left shyly, and left a sentence before going out: "My name is Shiso, remember me." ”
For the passion just now, Luo Wei is just a physiological vent, he is not the kind of sixteen or seventeen-year-old young boy, he was fascinated by a woman when he got into bed, not to mention that in this era of collapse, people's hearts are much more complicated than before, easy to believe in a person, and even easy to fall in love with a person, it is self-digging.
Luo Wei walked out of the room and walked towards the misty hot spring bath not far away, when he happened to find Arnold walking out of a room upstairs, and there was a look of unfinished business on his face.
When it comes to women, there is always a certain kind of intimacy between men, and when they look at each other, they both understand the passions that each other has just experienced.
Luo was worried, he felt that this was a normal thing, there was nothing to be shy to hide, but Arnold looked a little twisted, as if he had never tasted such a living fragrance before, and he touched his head and smiled embarrassedly for a while.
"Your expression really doesn't match your size." Luo Wei smiled briefly, complained, and then walked into the foggy bathroom.
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