Late at night, or in the second half of the night, at the suggestion of Dilo Beauva, Don Quixote was already asleep, and although the villa allocated to those teachers was not particularly large, it still had many suites, and it should also be taken into account that some of the teachers were dragging their families, and the house was too small to build.

Naturally, Don Quixote rested in one of them, normally speaking, the vast majority of people who have the ability to live hard, if there is no need, will rarely use spiritual energy to affect the laws of the body itself, hungry will eat, thirsty will drink water, sleepy will sleep, the main reason is that after so many years of proven, relying on strength to suppress the laws of the body for a long time, people will have problems, the more capable people are more afraid of death, they are not willing to let go of everything they have.

Don Quixote, who is already half a human being, is no exception, unless necessary, he rarely stays up late, so at this moment this man sleeps Zhengxiang, because of the increase in age, the increase in experience, even if the body itself is not too old, his face has become extraordinarily vicissitudes under the illumination of the moon, in his sleep, his eyes move a few times from time to time, obviously dreaming, as for what to dream about, it may only be clear to Don Quixote, invading Don Quixote's consciousness, even the true god of the world of Faeron does not have this ability.

Suddenly, a hand, which could be seen clearly under the moonlight, should be a woman's hand, silky, delicate, slender, fair, and the nails gently scratched Don Quixote's face, leaving a scratch on his face, but it did not wake up Don Quixote in his sleep, but it just made him feel a little itchy, and he couldn't help but turn his neck, no need to think about it, this person must only be the sun god Apollo Ding.

As a true god, Apollo Ding didn't want Don Quixote to find himself while asleep, even if he was protected by the power of Osiris, Don Quixote couldn't find her, this is the difference in absolute power.

As for why Apollo Ding didn't sleep in the middle of the night but used the power of the true god to sneak into Don Quixote's house, it can be explained by the onset of drug addiction, at least, it can be seen from the red tide on her face that she is a little excited at the moment.

As I said before, if Don Quixote's soul is compared to Hailuo, then Apollo Ding is a drug addict with a heavy addiction, but she has a will comparable to steel, and when needed, she can be completely unaffected by addiction, but fundamentally speaking, Apollo Ding is not a shaker (a person who naturally likes to be abused and self-abused), so when there is no need to suppress emotional fragments, she has the opportunity to approach Don Quixote, why not take a sip?

Naturally, Apollo Ding, who had this idea, quietly came to Don Quixote's room using the power of the true god after Don Quixote fell asleep, and she knew very well that there would not be too many opportunities to be alone with this man, at least so far.

"Hiss~hiss~" Apollo Ding, who gently bent down, sniffed, so a smell unique to Don Quixote's body, mixed with half-elves, dragons, human female surnames, and human male surnames, came into her nose, and after a long time, Apollo Ding leaned down and gently kissed Don Quixote's forehead, "It's really a lustful man, but it's better than that guy, what harem beauties three thousand"

Obviously, the guy that Apollo Ding refers to is Char Donghai, Char Donghai, who has perfectly inherited the traditional culture of the wilderness, and after becoming the king of the Char Empire, he naturally will not forget to build a big harem.

After stroking Don Quixote a few times, and gently kissing his forehead, Apollo Ding didn't seem to feel very enjoyable, just like a seriously addicted drug addict who only gave him a cigarette, even if she chewed the cigarette directly, I am afraid she would not feel anything, so, Diro Beauvoir stretched out a finger and gently flicked Don Quixote's forehead, after a crisp sound, Don Quixote fainted, as the owner of free will, Apollo Ding knew very well that the magic of the control system, spells, did not mean anything to him, but was the simplest, and it was a very good way to knock him out.

"Wow~" Apollo Ding gently flirted, and threw the quilt on Don Quixote's body aside, and then untied the ribbon of Don Quixote's pajamas, so a very good body appeared in front of Apollo Ding's eyes, the muscles on the body are not particularly protruding, but because of the transformation of dragon blood has almost perfect proportions and lines, there is a feeling that is very partial to the figure of the Oriental race on the earth, after all, the owner of dragon blood is also from the desolate world.

This kind of figure is very in line with Apollo Ding's aesthetics, because the last man she had was similar to such a figure, only taller and stronger than him, but, when it comes to Char Donghai, it can only be said that his luck is really good, if he didn't go to the soul world at this moment, I'm afraid he should have been discovered by Apollo Ding, as for what happened, it no longer needs to be described in words-

"Wow~Wow~"

On the beautiful seaside, Don Quixote was lying on a bench basking in the sun, enjoying the sea view in the distance, a gust of sea breeze blew, the waves brought by the sea breeze hit his face, and the cold water droplets slid from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks, making him feel a little itchy, and wanted to rub off the drop of water with his hands.

At this time, Don Quixote felt that there was a person behind him, and the smell of the body fragrance should be a woman who wiped off the droplets of water for herself, and kissed her forehead, although she looked upside down, but Don Quixote still saw that this woman was Dillo Beauva.

"Bang~" Don Quixote, who was a little curious about why Diro Beauva appeared on the beach with him, felt a buzzing sound in his whole head, as if he had been hit by something, and when he regained consciousness, he found that it was Diro Beauva who smashed his head with a coconut.

Don Quixote, who was rubbing his head, was a little angry and wanted to scold, but he just felt that he was scolding, but he couldn't hear what he was saying, he could only see Diro Beauva standing beside him giggling vigorously, and suddenly, another gust of sea breeze blew, Don Quixote actually felt a little cold, and when he looked down, he found that he didn't know when it was [***].

Just when he felt a little shy and wanted to look for clothes, Diro Beauva, who was wearing a bikini, walked up to Don Quixote, and very skillfully stripped off his clothes, and lifted one leg of her black forest in a flash, and the whole person rode on top of him.

Diro Beauva, who was staring at him, seemed to say something, but it seemed that he didn't say anything, because Don Quixote still only saw the shape of his mouth, but did not hear the sound, and when he tried to tell what Diro Beauva wanted to say by reading his lips, he was invaded by the pleasure generated by the squeezing and friction of his soul, so that he could hardly think normally, and could only passively enjoy -

Early in the morning, to be exact, it was already ** o'clock in the morning, the light of the sun was already very dazzling, Don Quixote woke up faintly, after he regained consciousness in a little confusion, he felt a pain all over his body, there was a feeling that he seemed to have fought with the knight king, and the whole body was a little scattered.

When his consciousness was really awake, the whole person sat up violently, and at the same time looked around, there was only him in the room, and there were no extra traces on the bed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, obviously it was just a dream, but Don Quixote, who was about to lie down and continue to rest, felt that his crotch was sticky, and after untying his pajamas, his old face was red, and he hurriedly changed into a pair of underwear

"Goddess Misra is on top, I'm a man in my thirties, and I actually fucking lost sperm!"

However, after rubbing his head, Don Quixote remembered last night's dream with some unfinished thoughts, and somehow he dreamed of Diro Beauva, in which the woman took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and fight with him for one round after another, although she was below, but it felt really good.

Of course, as a master of the soul department, he still has a very scientific explanation for his dream, according to his own analysis, all this should be caused by his determination to capture this woman with his soul talent last night, as the saying goes, there is a dream, there is a dream at night, because that idea triggers this dream, and then leads to sperm loss is also normal, Don Quixote thought-

"Your Excellency Goodman, did you sleep well last night?" In the living room, Diro Beauva, who was wearing a wide robe that almost covered his entire body, naturally greeted Don Quixote who came out of the guest room, and her naturalness made Don Quixote feel a little embarrassed.

"It's okay," Don Quixote replied vaguely, his gaze swept over Diro Beauva's face, apparently he involuntarily compared the woman in front of him with Diro Beauva in his dreams, and then changed the subject, "That spell, now I can talk about it." ”

"That's natural, but although it's a spell, it's not something that can be used casually, and I think you should be able to understand that the more anti-heaven spells are, the more complicated they are to cast, and the more external conditions are required, so if you want to understand that spell thoroughly, then you need to follow my mage tower in front of you, so," Speaking of which, Diro Pova gestured to the airship in the distance outside the window, "Don't you need to say hello to your wife?"

"It's okay," Don Quixote nodded after thinking for a moment, obviously learning such a spell is not something that can be understood by looking at it a few times, and it is estimated that it will take at least ten days and half a month.

"Hahaha" In Don Quixote's principal's office, Kyle, who was sitting on Don Quixote's lap, laughed uncontrollably, and even laughed with tears, apparently, Don Quixote told his wife about his dream of Diro Beova and the sperm, "Honey, don't worry about this matter, I won't tell Jean and Penderi, you put it hahahaha"

"Smack!" Don Quixote, who was a little annoyed, ripped off Kyle's shirt violently, and then stretched out his sinful claws, apparently wanting to have an office .avi with his wife (on the Internet, a term used to describe copulation, from this romance action movie)-

"What's wrong?" Kyle, who was holding the table with both hands, turned his head a little confused, looking at Don Quixote, who had only stopped a few minutes after entering, "Honey, why didn't you move?"

"No" Don Quixote rubbed his waist a little suspiciously, "I can make my back hurt even if I have a dream, it seems that my soul is really getting stronger and stronger."

“”

After a while, Don Quixote left the principal's office first, as for Kyle, who had already been cleaned up by Don Quixote, curled up on the bed in the office like a puddle of mud to rest, but as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Ji Shen Rommel leaning against the wall outside the door, but from her look, he should have discovered what he and Kyle were doing just now.

"Something?" Don Quixote straightened his shirt and looked at Hime-Rommel with a wicked smile.

"Phew!" Rommel glared at Don Quixote fiercely, apparently reading something from his smile, and unconsciously smacked him, but finally nodded. (To be continued.) )