Ilcorore arrived at his new home and started a new life, but it wasn't what he had imagined. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He also thought that the only thing the nobles had to do every day was to eat, drink and have fun, and he never knew that they had to learn so many things, including a bunch of complicated aristocratic etiquette, sword practice, chess, etc., which made him very distressed, and he couldn't even lift the sword, so he followed the teacher every day to exercise with a wooden sword and a few strokes.

His father would sometimes come to check his schoolwork, and look at him with expectant eyes, saying, "Son, you must work hard to become a qualified nobleman, and then make friends with the eldest prince and the third prince, and in the future, our family will eat and drink spicy food, and it will all depend on you!"

Baron Ekcroeb's words were still echoing in his ears, and Il rolled his eyes, yes, this man was his adoptive father, a man who urged him to study hard every day, and he knew for the first time that men could be so mother-in-law.

Don't think that if you are my stepfather, I am afraid of you, I am going to make friends with the second princess and the fourth princess, who cares about those stinky men!

And my ideal is to be a great magician, standing on the fortress and commanding thousands of troops to serve the country, and I don't want to be a qualified nobleman to fight anyone, I want to rely on my own ability to make a career! Of course, these words were secretly said to himself by Ilcoror in his heart.

As the new son of his adoptive father, he naturally had to attend the ball that he could only attend in the aristocratic circle to let everyone know him, so today Varyla dressed Il very clean and good-looking, and took him into the ball, which was the first time his mother led him out.

As soon as she stepped through the door, a mother-level lady walked up with her ass twisted with the corners of her mouth downward, and said with a sour breath: "Madame Crowb, is this your son? ”

Yil's well-behaved and handsome appearance is indeed different from Varyla, the nobles also have high requirements for appearance, those nobles with good faces can get the attention of the upper class, and the Crowburs are ordinary-looking, and many people around them laughed.

"Look at what you said, giving birth is also a method, isn't it, what's wrong with my child getting better and better, are you jealous?" said Valilla, mocking her for asking such a boring question.

"That's a really good idea, why don't you tell me and share it with everyone?" The woman was not to be outdone, and sparks appeared in her eyes on both sides.

Yir didn't like the chatter of these old women with heavy makeup in his ear, and he looked around at the beauties, only to see a boy sitting next to the dessert table snorting boredly.

As the first time that the two legends who changed the fate of the continent met in the future, no one could have guessed that it would be so simple.

The boy was taller, dressed in a gorgeous golden-brown outfit, with short light brown hair neatly combed back and a pair of clever eyes under two heroic eyebrows. Pretty handsome, but a little worse than me, Il looked at him secretly, and seemed to be a regular.

Seizing the opportunity to sneak away from his mother, Il came to the boy.

"Hey, hello!"

The boy obviously didn't expect someone to greet him, and raised his eyebrows and looked at Il suspiciously.

"You don't know me?" said the boy, though he was not very old, but his voice was majestic, and his arms were crossed together, examining the child who had suddenly appeared.

"I don't know, are you very famous? But there is a saying that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and it is not a good thing to be too famous. Il smiled at him, this boy was not at all as lively as a child of this age, and he couldn't help but be curious about the boy who was sitting here alone.

"How dare you say I'm a pig? What family are you from? I've never seen you before. The boy was a little puzzled when he saw this handsome little boy appear at the ball for the first time.

"My name is Il, and I'm the son of Baron Crowber, what about you?"

"Laugher, well, a little impression, like the down-and-out baron......" the boy muttered.

"What do you say?" Il, leaning his face in, looked at him strangely.

"It's okay, you can call me Alan. The boy smiled and held out a friendly hand to shake Il's hand.

Ilcoror has a crush on this Alan and wants to be friends with him, so he begins to complain about the boredom of the ball, trying to find a common language with him.

"Why did you come to this boring ball? My mother said she was taking me out for a walk, but in fact she was showing off her lovely son to the old women. Il swallowed a chocolate pudding in one disgruntled gulp. "Oh yes, I heard that this is a ball held by the royal family, will there be a beautiful and charming princess to enjoy it?"

"What are you asking for?" asked Alan curiously.

My father wanted me to make friends with the eldest prince and the third prince, but I was not interested in it at all, if only there was a beautiful and gentle princess. ”

"I've heard that the daughters of His Majesty the King are naturally beautiful and graceful. ”

Alan frowned, this beautiful little boy was different from the people he had been in contact with before, maybe not those people sent to spy on him?

"But the second princess and the fourth princess are already married, are you going to be their mistresses? They shouldn't like children, right?" Alan suddenly realized and slapped his hands, "It turns out that you are interested in married sister-type women." ”

"What?" Il was taken aback, "Are there any other princesses and seven princesses?"

If you have to find a princess, go down to accompany the fifth princess and give an absolutely reliable answer, Yier was so frightened that he quickly shook his head and waved his hand, saying that he was born at the wrong time, forget it.

"Why don't I show you something more fun, you like it. Alan looked at the dejected Il, and a picture came to mind, and he smiled weirdly.

Ill was dragged up to the second floor, and there was a study at the end of the corridor, and Alan motioned for Il to hide in the cabinet, telling him not to make a sound, and the show began immediately, and then left with a wicked smile on his face.

Hiding in the cabinet and waiting for about ten minutes, he heard someone coming in, and Yir was so nervous that he didn't even dare to come out, for fear of being discovered.

Still, he saw through the crack in the cabinet door a red-haired woman sitting on the desk, her hair long and abundant, covering her shoulders and back, and wearing a blue cloak, but it could not hide her proud twin peaks.

The woman kept playing with the pearl bracelet in her hand, as if she was anxiously waiting for someone to arrive.

After a few more moments, a man snuck into the study, his back facing the cabinet, and Il couldn't see what he looked like.

"Why did you come, I've been waiting for you for a long time, just in case...... Hmmm......"

The red-haired woman's rapid breathing was heard, and the man kissed the woman's plump and sexy lips, and then hugged her slender waist and gnawed her white neck, "Honey, I miss you so much." ”

The man pulled off her cloak with one hand, groped with the other on the woman's back, and eagerly ripped off the woman's clothes, and the room was filled with the sound of his heavy breathing.

The woman's clothes soon all fell off, and it was the first time for Il to see the beautiful carcass of a mature woman, looking at the snow-white thighs wrapped around the man's waist, his face was suddenly red, and he even showed a bit of dryness, and the flexible tongue blew and licked the man's earlobe, and from time to time he made a moaning sound, and Il only felt that the sweat on his body came out.

The man took off his shirt, only half of his pants off, and one stepped forward to rush in, and then began to hit the woman's body hard, the sound of gasping and rapid breathing intertwined, forming a dynamic spring palace picture.

The rhythm of the rhythm continued to increase, the woman's face was already flushed, and the long red and glamorous hair was also swaying regularly in mid-air with the rhythm.

Finally, after a low roar, the man shook his body and finally released his desire. He lay on the woman's stomach and put his head on the plump breast, and only rested for a moment, and the man lifted his pants and began to get dressed.

The woman was still lying on the desk, her chest rising and falling violently, telling of the intensity just now.

When the two of them left separately, Il's dared to walk out of the cabinet, and Alan leaned against the wall at the door of the study and waited for him to come out, and asked him with a smile, "You saw it all?" ”