When a person gets used to a habit, and suddenly changes it, it will be very unaccustomed, and when this unhabit is slowly accustomed, and then change the habit, he will not get used to it again.

For example, Don Quixote is like this, when he was still a lich, flying in the sky never turned on the shield, but now it can't work, this body is fragile like chocolate, without opening the shield, it is estimated that it will not be long before it will be blown by the wind, and another, the former Don Quixote can fly all night without sleep without rest, and now, it is only about eleven o'clock in the evening, he already feels sleepy, and he stopped in the air halfway and poured urine, and by the way, he shivered.

"When~" Don Quixote knocked on the door of Kyle's house, although he also has a key, and he doesn't even need to use a key to open the door, but this is a surprise for the woman, of course, it is actually Don Quixote who has more bad taste.

"Who?" Kyle, who was lying on the couch, wondered who was going to knock on the door at this late hour.

"Squeak~~" Kyle, who was wrapped in pajamas, opened the door, and the light of the magic crystal lamp in the room shone on Don Quixote's face, "Little Hall?" Kyle took a few steps back and looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression, obviously surprised, because the person in front of him was exactly the same as Don Quixote in the soul state she saw in the sea of consciousness.

"Bang~" Don Quixote walked in, closed the door with his hand, and reached out to hug Kyle, who was in a somewhat demented state, "How is it, is this surprise big enough?" said Don Quixote took Kyle's hand and put it on his face.

"Temperature," Kyle muttered, and then she seemed to break free from Don Quixote's embrace as if she didn't believe it, and put her ear to Don Quixote's chest, "Heartbeat, breathe!

"Well," Don Quixote put two warm hands on Kyle's face, to be honest, this is also the first time he really "sees" Kyle, "smells" her breath, "feels" her temperature, this feeling hits, actually made the man's tear ducts a little sour, although he doesn't quite know where this feeling comes from, if you have to give an example, it is like a person who has been walking in the dark for a long time, and suddenly finds that there is light in front of him.

"With the help of my teacher, I was able to resurrect my body, and now I am basically the same as a normal person. ”

"Tick," Don Quixote relied on her strong control to keep herself from crying, but Kyle didn't care about that, at the moment her heart felt very complicated, because she had even made a plan to live with Don Quixote attached to the corpse for the rest of her life, but this sudden good news made her a little overwhelmed, after all, even if she loves Don Quixote again, she also hopes to have a warm embrace to rely on, instead of running to the sea of consciousness every time to be together, and this dream has become a reality, at this moment she seems to no longer know what emotions to use except crying

"Ah~~" Don Quixote yawned, "Kyle, let's go to bed." ”

"Poof~" Kyle, who was lying on Don Quixote's chest, instantly blushed, although she had already prepared and waited for Don Quixote to pick herself, but to be honest, when this day really came, she was a little shy.

"Hmm," Kyle nodded slightly.

"I'll go take a shower first," Don Quixote said, taking off his robes, "this body has just been resurrected, and it hasn't been washed for a long time." ”

"Well, then I'll go back to the bedroom and wait for you," said Kyle, bowing his head and taking small steps back to the bedroom

"The feeling of water running across my skin," murmured Don Quixote, "is really nostalgic." ”

With the help of wind spells, it was as if there were countless bath workers rubbing Don Quixote's bath at the same time, and the mud on his body, as well as the smell of decay that had been dead for two years, were washed clean under the washing of water and essence, and because the juice of the dragon grass had not disappeared, Don Quixote found that his digestive system was working very quickly, and the food had been almost digested not long after eating, and the remaining residues were discharged from the body together with the feces that had been attached to the body for two years.

"It stinks!" Don Quixote covered his nose and opened the bathroom window, and after closing the lid on the toilet, he directly changed the air in the room with a wind spell.

"But," Don Quixote shook off the droplets of water on his body, "the feeling of going to the toilet is still so comfortable, haha, the feeling of intestinal peristalsis is still so fascinating, this is human beings!"

Don Quixote, who was wearing only one underwear all over his body, walked into Kyle's bedroom, of course, from today onwards, this is the bedroom of the two of them, there is no light in the bedroom, and the moonlight outside is not so bright, Don Quixote, who is used to using psionic energy to perceive the environment, has a dark eye, obviously he still thinks that his eyes have the ability to see through the darkness, and then he remembers that if he doesn't take the initiative to use psionic energy, he is already similar to ordinary people.

"Poof~" Don Quixote lay down on the soft, fragrant bed, the feeling of the futon rubbing against his skin was transmitted to the brain, so that Don Quixote couldn't help but be a little fascinated, after a while, he tilted his head, looked at Kyle who was hiding in the quilt on the side, and showed a head, and his back was to himself, "Hey, give me half of the quilt, you don't want me to sleep naked for a night, right?" ”

"Hmph!" As soon as Kyle turned over, he pushed the quilt under his body to Don Quixote, who was too lazy to be polite, anyway, they were all old husbands and wives, so he grabbed the quilt and covered himself.

"It's so comfortable!" Don Quixote couldn't help but say, "This feeling of pillows, lying on the bed, the feeling of the quilt covering the body, the feeling of blowing the air conditioner, it is so comfortable! ”

Don Quixote rolled over, let himself lie down on his side, one hand passed under Kyle's armpit, instinctively put it on Kyle's little belly, and rubbed it unscrupulously, he liked to rub Kyle's little belly to sleep, it felt very comfortable.

"Ah~" Kyle groaned lowly, obviously, the feeling of being touched in the sea of consciousness and being touched in reality is not the same after all, and his body couldn't help shaking.

"Huh?" Don Quixote was stunned, because of Kyle's shaking, his hand slid down, there was no imaginary panties, where his fingers touched, there was a hairy feeling, and Kyle seemed to be a little nervous to grab Don Quixote's hand, Don Quixote then reacted, it turned out that Kyle looked a little weird words and deeds, he misunderstood his words, he said that he wanted to sleep, he really wanted to sleep, and Kyle understood that sleep is naturally another meaning, so he will strip naked and wait for himself.

Originally, there was no reason not to eat the meat delivered to the door, even if Don Quixote wanted to overlord the bow at this moment, I am afraid there would be no problem, but in fact, Don Quixote's body has only recovered for a long time, he is really very tired, not to mention raising the flag, and now he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyelids, so he really doesn't have that interest, and when Don Quixote was still on earth, he accidentally saw a book, which talked about ancient Chinese health preservation, which mentioned that if you forcibly have sex when you are very sleepy, it will lead to impotence, so for the sake of the surname Fu in the future, Don Quixote will not be in a hurry, anyway, Kyle has been taken in his mouthWhen you want to eat, that's not a matter of words.

So Don Quixote gently took his hand back from the grass, put it on Kyle's little belly, and said weakly, "Honey, I said I want to sleep, I'm really sleepy, my body has been frozen for two years."

"Oh," Kyle, who had his back to Don Quixote, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed, because she wasn't mentally prepared for that, but her understanding was that Don Quixote wanted it, so she did it, "Wait, he just called me dear"

With the sound of regular breathing, Don Quixote soon fell asleep, and even the hand on Kyle's stomach drooped out of control.

"Hmm~~" Don Quixote slept like a dead pig, but after this toss, how could Kyle still sleep, so she snorted lightly, turned over, and let Don Quixote's groping pig hand slide onto her buttocks, staring at Don Quixote with two eyes, through the moonlight outside, you can still vaguely see Don Quixote's face, very peaceful, "It's still a small hall like this that is pleasing to the eye"

"Whew~" I don't know how long I watched it, but Kyle, who finally calmed down, also hugged Don Quixote tightly and fell asleep

Compared to the quiet, indifferent feeling of Kyle and Don Quixote's home, in contrast, it was a different scene in a villa somewhere in Araski City, and fortunately, the quality of that villa was very good, and it was protected by a magic array, so the sound of the bed board hitting the wall did not come out, and the time at this time was already four o'clock in the morning, and it could be said that it was almost dawn, after all, in summer, the sun would come out earlier, but the shaking continued, and from time to time you could hear the man's wheezing and the woman's moaning

"Bang!" Finally, after a violent impact, the whole villa was quiet, Alsace, who originally looked only about fifty years old, now looked more than five hundred years old, and the goddess of time picked up a green fruit from the bedside table with a blushing face and ate it with a click, looming almost perfect** It's so tempting, especially that pair of breast enlargement, it will make countless women jealous, and countless men crazy, so it is also understandable that Arthas insisted intermittently from more than 11 o'clock in the evening to 4 o'clock in the morning, you can imagine how terrible a man who has been abstinent for more than a thousand years will be, of course, what is even more terrifying is the goddess who has tasted that taste and abstinence for more than 1,000 years.

So no matter how much the goddess of time teased Arthas with her perfect little feet at this moment, he didn't move, as if the whole person was dead, "It could have lasted for more than a week," Arthas gasped and said lightly, "This night is gone, I think tomorrow I have to hurry up and study that magic array, otherwise, if you don't die of old age, you will also be tired to death, by the way, Fira, you won't get pregnant." ”

"Pregnant?" Phila tossed the pit in her hand onto the plate, "It shouldn't be that coincidental, besides, if you are pregnant, you will be born." ”

"That's not good!" Arthas snapped off the feet of the goddess of age who was still teasing him, "Although you are not a true god anymore, but you still have the surname of a godhead, and the true god will take away half of the godhead, and your godhead has not recovered much, no, I want to get those things out, and I must not let you get pregnant."

"It's so troublesome," the goddess of the years who spread her legs couldn't help yawning, "Wouldn't it be a disappointment if you do this every time?"

Arthas, who was concentrating on his work, nodded, "That's true." ”

"Why don't you ask your student who knows everything when you have time, maybe he will have a way."

(To be continued)