Chapter 4 Should I congratulate you on the success of the strategy?
It was getting dark, and the peaceful and peaceful village was shrouded in darkness, but unlike other villages, where there was little entertainment at night, almost all of them went to bed, and many families lit oil lamps and adults gathered to play cards. At the same time, because of the increase in grain production, they were able to extravagantly use one-fourth of the grain to make wine, so they were even more happy to drink while playing cards, and it was very lively. By the way, this card was created by the priest, and since it is a multiplayer game, it can also bring the neighbors closer when they are bored and idle at night.
The children flipped through books they had never thought of before, and pondered how to complete the homework assigned by the priest in front of them in front of them with an expensive white white paper that even the nobles did not have. Books are written by the hands of God's Fathers, and children and adults can borrow them as they please. Blank paper is also made by priests and then handed out to children. This kind of behavior is even more revered by the children and adults, which is a treatment that those nobles and lords have never had! The priest's library was built underground, and everyone who visited it was amazed at what a huge library it was! Even with the knowledge of these mud-legged people, they knew how huge the library was in this huge library, which was larger than the village, and how huge the number of books it contained. As for how this underground library was built, well, Father Priest is omnipotent!!
At night, the quiet village is brightly lit, quiet and lively.
Inside the church, the lights are dim, and from a distance, only a few places faintly reveal the lights. Only Sister Angellot, and Sissi's room was still lit with lights.
In the room, in the dim light of the oil lamp, Sister Angelote looked at the book in her hand with a complicated face, and sighed very complicatedly, she found that the priest was becoming more and more mysterious, with her hundred years of age and seniority, she was sure that this book was written by that priest, she had never seen it outside, and the content of this book could definitely be judged by the church as heretic and the author would be burned at the stake, and this priest as a clergyman wrote this kind of heretical book, it was simply ............. However, the sooner she moved, the better, and the longer she delayed, the less courage she had to act under the nose of the mysterious priest, whose eyes narrowed, and she felt that her soul had been seen through.
To escape from this damned eternal life! The nun made up her mind, gently pushed the door open, walked out, slowed down, looked at the priest's room from a distance and saw that there was no light, and felt a little relieved, and then walked towards Sissi's room with a strange and twisted smile.
Ashmida's room was dimly lit, and under the moonlight outside the window, it could be vaguely found that the room was very simple, except for a table, a chair, a bed, and a bookshelf.
At this moment, Ashmida was intently correcting the children's homework in the dark, he didn't need a light to illuminate it, no matter what, with or without a lamp, everything he saw was darkness.
After a long time, a certain Ah Cai finished correcting the children's left and right and exhaled.
"These kids are gifted and serious enough, not bad." Ashmida put the next homework on the edge of the table, stretched lazily, and said with satisfaction.
Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out of the darkness around Ashmida's neck, a strange sight that would have terrified ordinary people.
"Purple?!" Ashmida felt his neck wrapped around a pair of warm arms, and then felt two soft balls behind his back against his back. Ashmida was not surprised, but showed a faint smile and said a little nostalgically: "It's been a long time, Purple." β
"It's been a long time." Yakumo Zi appeared from the gap, hugged Ashmida from behind, and showed a dissatisfied expression on his delicate little face, and said resentfully: "It's not Ada, you don't come to see us, obviously you have found it and haven't come back, staying in this place for so long." β
"Haha." Ashmida smiled a little embarrassedly, then turned Yakumo Zi with his backhand, hugged him in his arms, and sucked the faint body fragrance on Yakumo Zi a little greedily, and said with emotion: "Seeing each other is fate, since I was blown to Europa by the storm, and then came here again, then I can't leave so casually, I have to do something for them." β
"Hmph~" Yakumo Zi blushed when she was held in her arms by Ashmida, and then she put her face on this long-lost chest with a nostalgic face, rubbing it gently, but after hearing Ashmida's words, Yakumo Purple snorted angrily to show her dissatisfaction.
"I'll go back in a little while, when the kids are all grown." Ashmida adjusted the position of Yakumo Purple in her arms, let her sit on her lap, hugged her better, and said a little embarrassedly.
Over the years, although Ashmida has always traveled outside, Yakumo Purple can find him at any time, and after Alice and Shenqi left, Ashmida became even more alone and the number of times he was looking for him skyrocketed, so the relationship between him and Yakumo Purple grew by leaps and bounds during this time. Probably because of the relationship between one night or the determination he set, Ashmida's resistance to Yakumo Zi plummeted, and when he got along with Yakumo Zi, he didn't know why he was so excited that he wanted to stay with her for a while. And Yakumo Zi's movements have gradually become bolder, and the scale of his actions to tease a certain Ah has become larger and larger.
Now, Ashmida no longer blushes and resists such an intimate action with Yakumo Purple as before, but is used to it, if Yakumo Purple doesn't do it, Ashmida will feel uncomfortable instead, I can only say that the habit is terrible...............
Now Ashmida wasn't sure if he would ............... Yakumo on the spur of the moment that day. He was originally full of confidence in his determination, but he hesitated a little. If Yakumo Purple tempts him one day, will he really be able to stand it?
Thinking of this, Ashmida's arm tightened, making the jade man in his arms closer to him, and he smiled slightly in his heart. If the object is purple, marriage seems to be a good choice, and the dream of the year has also come true, and it is beyond the standard.
βYESοΌβ Feeling Ashmida's movements, Yakumo Zi in his arms secretly made a victory gesture, rubbed Ashmida's chest with satisfaction, absorbed the elegant lotus fragrance, and sighed in his heart, his strategy over the years was finally about to succeed, and a certain Ah was already in his bag!
The two hugged each other for a long time, quietly enjoying this faint ambiguity and warmth. It wasn't until the window gradually turned white that the two let go of each other.
"Well, Ada, we're coming to see you next time." Yakumo Zi tidied up the messy clothes on his body, then kissed Ashmida on the cheek and said with a smile.
Ashmida nodded lightly, but his actions later surprised Yakumo Purple, only to see Ashmida actually hug Yakumo Purple and kiss Yakumo Purple on her seductive lips.
For a long time, the lips parted
"I love you~ Purple." Ashmida let go of Yakumo Purple, who was kissed by him in a trance, and said with a smile. It's not okay for the woman to take the initiative, the man has to take the initiative, Yakumo Zi's meaning is very clear, even he is blind and can see it, how can he live up to Zi's love?!
"Huh?! Yes! ~~" Yakumo Zi came back to her senses at this time, and let out a shy cry like a little girl, completely lacking her usual mature and charming posture. As shy as a girl who was kissed strongly after being boldly confessed by her beloved boy for the first time, she blushed through the gap and walked in quickly.
"Huh." In the face of Purple's actions, Ashmida laughed a little proudly, in this regard, Yakumo Purple has always been active, he is passive. That's not going to work! He won't be pressed underneath all the time, he wants to counterattack!
"Huh?" After Yakumo had been gone for a few minutes, Ashmida had recovered from her smug state, straightened her clothes, and was about to go to the church hall for her morning prayers, when she suddenly noticed strange mental fluctuations coming from Sissi's room.