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A pair of small hands blindfolded Feck's eyes.

Soft, like a marshmallow.

"Who else but Mary has such a perfect palm."

Fec wasn't complimenting Mary, he was just stating the fact that a healer's palm was very different from an ordinary person's palm, and that only such a palm could hold a scalpel tightly.

Moreover, Mary herself has the power of holiness, which not only keeps her body at its peak, but also works on medicine.

Feck's smooth body owes it to Mary's holy power.

According to Mary, that is the power of healing love.

What the hell, Feck would rather add a few scars, he's not a little white face.

"Hmph, count you as talking".

Her mouth curled, and her face was full of smugness.

This time, I will reluctantly forgive Fick, after all, this witch weapon is very good-looking, and a variety of weapons card can change the shape of the witch arm.

In order to change the shape of the witch's armament, she spent a lot of time, and she had to use the most perfect posture to make Fick surrender.

Hmph, you're lucky to see Mary in perfect form.

The little hand let go, and Mary shyly took two steps back.

"It's just a witch armament."

Feke is very happy, the witch weapon is indeed valuable, but the shape is not flattering, although the variety weapon card can change the shape of the arm, but in his opinion, Mary's taste is really not worth showing off.

A poor breast can't show a graceful figure.

Therefore, he did not expect anything.

Turning slowly, the light in Feke's eyes gradually brightened.

Although Mary's face is not up to the country, but in the dim light, there is an indescribable charm on her little face, her lips are slightly upturned, as if to say [let you pick], the tall nose bridge seems to have a little high-Asian blood, and the noble energy is unobstructed.

Her long black hair hung down to her waist, outlining her small waist.

It turned out to be a long rose-colored dress.

The long rose-colored dress did suit Mary very well, and this little leprechaun seemed to have a different kind of seduction.

The tight red waist tightened her waist, and there was no trace of fat, but a graceful curve.

The skirt was very short, barely touching the knees, Mary's legs were slender, and the two cute little feet kept rubbing, giving Feck a taste of beautiful leg temptation.

[Hold back, it's just a pair of legs].

Reluctantly detached from Mary's legs, Feck turned his gaze to Mary's chest - [sure enough, it's still a plain].

Although it is a plain, Fec admits that he has an urge to belong to a man.

Two red suspenders that looked like they were broken hooked up on Mary's snow-white shoulders, snow-white neck, snow-white collarbones, snow-white crisp ~ breasts, plus a little angel's face, the impact on Feck was also quite big.

In the dim light, in the mutilated moonlight, Mary was like a little devil, indescribably beautiful.

[My Lori has grown up].

Feck couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's beautiful, I like it".

Gently hugging Mary's waist, Feck whispered.

He wasn't a saint, he was flesh and blood, and if Mary were a dancer in the tavern, he would have carried her into the room and had another battle of a thousand rounds.

Stroking Mary's long hair, he smelled a hint of fragrance.

"Me, me too".

Why was she confessed by Feke, obviously, she wanted to say it first.

However, Feck's chest was so hot that she was about to melt completely.

What to do, Mary's heart is beating so fast.

"Lord Fick, I'm ready."

Nana-chan won't lose, and when she saw Mary in Fick's arms, she felt a little envious, how happy she would be if Lord Fick hugged her tightly.

Also, the clothes that Master Feck bought were beautiful, and she liked them very much.

"Nana-chan".

Fike turned around and found Nana-chan standing on the stone steps.

The beauty of this girl did not seem to be lost to Mary, and for a moment, he was also stunned.

Unlike Mary's style, Nana-chan doesn't have a variety of weapons cards, and she can't change the shape of her clothes.

This outfit is just a set of fashion in the store, but being able to sell it for such a high price is enough to prove its value.

It is said that this is a dress designed by a top designer in the Blue Star Continent.

The overall appearance is white, just like the feathers of the swan, the swan is Nana-chan, and the pure white feathers are the roses that are embellished on the clothes.

Holy, noble, Nana-chan is like an archangel, in Fike's eyes, Nana-chan has a vague feeling of a royal sister, you know, he is quite eager for a royal sister.

[Mature, sane].

Nana-chan's long hair was sprinkled on her pure white neck, and the pure white dress with only a suspender seemed to break with a single pull.

This emotion was indescribable, and Fike only felt a rush of blood rise to his head, and then, his palm was already on Nana-chan's shoulder.

"Nana-chan, you're so cute".

Touching Nana-chan's little head, Feke felt that his heart was about to melt, [My Lori has grown up].

The only pity is that it can't be picked yet.

"Fee, Feck".

Nana-chan looked at Fike, and she didn't know why she was going up and down.

Fec just said, and she didn't listen to a word.

Could it be that Fec confessed to her just now, what to do, what to do, what to do if she didn't hear it.

"Can you say that again?"

With a red face, Nana-chan said in a hurried tone.

"Nana-chan, you're so cute".

Hugging Nana-chan, Feke said gently.

Her body was so soft, he was reluctant to leave.

Holding Nana-chan's shoulder, Fei Ke vaguely felt a murderous aura, he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Fec".

Mary is angry, Mary is going to start the war armament!

The core of this witch armament is indeed a holy shield, and the attack power is also extremely low, but in Mary's hands, the value of this armament will be fully utilized.

"Tremble!

It is unforgivable to leave Mary behind!

A pitch-black mask slowly enveloped Mary's face, and Fick frowned, [It's actually a Shura mask].

Mary's talent is really high, and the ordinary witch armament was actually played by her, which certainly has the role of a variety of weapon cards, and the Shura mask is made of a variety of weapon cards.

But in the tube, her armament has also changed.

Instead of choosing a flamboyant shape, Mary's armament was clearly much more practical.

Her whole body glowed with metallic light, and Fick glanced at it, revealing that she had no weaknesses except for her armpits.

This has reached the limit of the delicate level witch armament, worthy of Mary, just the first contact with the armament can perfectly exert its power.