"What is our relationship," Don Quixote flicked the ash off the half-burning cigarette butt in his hand, and then very directly and casually crossed the first and second cordon between the two men, accompanied by the smell of tobacco Don Quixote had come to Apollo Ding," Of course, we are close friends, just by knowing each other's biggest secrets, we can know how strong our relationship is, I'm afraid that neither husband and wife will have such trust and tacit understanding as us, just by virtue of this, I don't think you will be stingy with a magical alchemy medicine that just activates the bloodline carried by the human being, right?"

"It's not trust, it's not tacit understanding," Apollo Ding gently took Don Quixote's hand over his shoulder, "it's just a balance of mutual constraints, and although I don't deny that we will never betray each other because of this balance, but it will not reach the tacit understanding you say."

"Can't reach it?" Don Quixote put his hand on the sofa, and then gently threw the cigarette butt to the ashtray, the cigarette butt was wrapped in a thin layer of ice at the moment of flight, and after it fell into the ashtray, it had become a small ice Xiaoice, and the fire inside had been extinguished due to low temperature and lack of oxygen, and it made a crisp sound.

Of course, along with this strange cigarette butt that attracted Apollo Ding's attention, Don Quixote had already pushed her to the sofa, one hand supported the sofa, the other hand was pressed on her shoulder, and the two legs knelt on both sides of Apollo Ding, one left and one right, and the whole person condescendingly looked at Apollo Ding, who was lying flat on the sofa, with a hint of surprise and disbelief on his face, this expression gave Don Quixote a feeling, you shouldn't be such a person, how could you suddenly do this.

"Why don't you resist?" Don Quixote lowered his head slightly, sniffing at Apollo Ding's face, neck, and hair, "You are a god of law, and it stands to reason that if you resist, I have no chance of winning." ”

After a few moments, Apollo Ding's expression returned to his composure," More than half of the reason is because of your affinity aura, I have been in contact with such a high concentration of fluctuations for a long time, not much better than the consequences of you taking the initiative to use it on me, and the other half is that I am a woman first after all, and then a Fa God, I have been lonely for so long, and I have met a man like you, I think it is very good, I even have a feeling that if time passes, maybe in ten or twenty years, I may really join your family, but it is not necessarily," Speaking of this, Apollo Ding looked at Don Quixote with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "You are not the perfect person I fantasize about after all, and you must admit that you are only doing this now to control me, and then for the secret art I control, right?" ”

"Knowing all this," Don Quixote ran the tip of his nose across Apollo Ding's cheek, taking a breath of air mixed with the woman's body fragrance, "you didn't resist, but let me push it down, which proves that no matter what, you don't resist me in your heart, right?"

"The world is never perfect," Apollo Ding, who had brought himself into the state of mind of Diro Beauvoir, turned his head to the side, not looking at Don Quixote's aggressive gaze, "things will not be exactly the same as we imagined, and the perfect man I expected cannot exist, it is enough to have a man like you who has this part of me, after all, I am also a woman, and I also need a man, whether it is physical or psychological, since I have met you, then make do with it." ”

"That's right," After getting the so-called amnesty, Don Quixote smiled and learned to rub his daughter on Apollo Ding's chest, in fact, it was just to cover up the small excitement in his heart, although out of the trust of his soul talent, Don Quixote thought that Apollo Ding would never object, nor would he do anything to himself, but in fact, he was also a little afraid in his heart, and he could only say that what he did was affected by the evil in the human surname, and indulged recklessly, just like people who smoked, took drugs, and drank too much to know that the harm to the body was great, but few people could get rid of that pleasure, which is both the evil in the surname of the person.

"Whew~~" calmed down the throbbing caused by the first time he rolled the sheets with the true god, Don Quixote first activated the defensive barrier in the study, and then reached out and lifted Apollo Ding's robe from the bottom to the top, obviously, this guy did not plan to take Apollo Ding back to her bedroom, but planned to have an office .avi, although what he didn't know was that he had had sex with this woman many times a long time ago, but he was in a half-asleep state at that time-

"One last time, be a good man," Don Quixote finally felt a little against his heart, so he whispered in Apollo Ding's ear, "if you refuse now, it's still too late!"

"Heh!" Apollo Ding sneered a few times with two snow-white thighs wrapped around Don Quixote's waist, "I've kissed for so long, touched for so long, my surname has come up, do you still want to stop?"

After that, as soon as she exerted her two legs, Don Quixote's body was violently pressed forward, and the little friend, under the guidance of psionic energy, entered a dark and damp cave and began a protracted battle! For Apollo Ding, this battle was indeed a bit sudden, with her previous understanding of Don Quixote, this man would not be forced to bow under the invitation he did not agree, but as she said, no one is perfect.

When this man realizes 'Diro Beauvoir' After the value of this Dharma God who has a lot of secrets, he may not be able to insist on his position anymore, such as expecting to leave himself through copulation, which is the most direct way to close the distance between two people, although for the people of the world of Faeron, copulation itself does not represent anything, even one-night stands on the earth abound, but the problem is that this man also carries another big killer, that is, his soul talent, when these two things are combined, even the true god will fall into his arms, let alone a human being。

Of course, this situation is what Apollo Ding has to see, she didn't do it before just for fear that she would take the initiative to frighten this careful and sensitive man, but when he chose this path, there would be no problem, and he would also take the initiative to ignore many seemingly unreasonable things, such as why a god of law would be pushed down so easily, although Apollo Ding's emotional fragments were a little chilling for Don Quixote to do this, because that part of her was true love, but unfortunately, Apollo Ding, who was not affected by emotion, directly ignored that feeling and did not express it on his face at all――

"Warm, wet, urgent," said Don Quixote, who was on top of the goddess Misla, who pushed Apollo Ding's legs on his shoulders and opened the bondage of his soul at the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Is this what a goddess feels like?

Thinking of this, Don Quixote's movements seemed to slow down by half a beat, as if he had thought of something, to be exact, he remembered that a year or two ago when he was alone with Apollo Ding, he occasionally had spring dreams, and the feeling left by the goddess on his little friend was different after all, and now, when he experienced this feeling again in a lucid state, and continued to experience it for a while, he finally recognized it through the muscle memory of the mage of the realm, it was not a dream!

Obviously, he has been fascinated by this woman, and more than once, otherwise, his muscle memory would not be so familiar, of course, Don Quixote is not a macho guy, and he is not very angry about the fact that he was fascinated, anyway, after all, he is still happy, what he cares about is his guess that Apollo Ding will establish a clone to stay by his side because he is infected by his own soul fragments is basically 100% certain! At the same time, when he knew that he had already had a surname relationship with this goddess, the last trace of guilt in his heart disappeared without a trace, but let the evil in his heart run wild, and there was no longer any restraint.

"Why did it stop?" Apollo Ding, who was enjoying the pleasure that could only be enjoyed after Don Quixote fell asleep, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at Don Quixote in the cave, she could feel that the gun was still strong, so she looked at Don Quixote with some suspicion.

"No, I suddenly thought of a posture that I had dreamed of using with you in my dreams before. ”

"In dreams, you bastard, you've been up to me for a long time," Apollo Ding was confident in her own methods, and this confidence came from the fact that she was an invincible god and would not be afraid of what Don Quixote would find, "Well, what kind of posture? I am in your dreams?"

"Don't worry," Don Quixote leaned down and blew softly into Apollo Ding's ear, "now tell me about that magical alchemy." ”

"Hmm~~" Apollo Ding, who took a deep breath with some trembling, tightened Don Quixote's legs harder, "You bastard, it's only been a long time, and you're already planning to dig up the secret art from me." ”

"Now even you are mine," Don Quixote took a deep breath as he said this, and under the control of psionic energy, the blood suddenly rushed in the direction of his little friend, and the cavernous body was more than doubled in size because of so much blood, "Isn't your secret technique also my secret technique?"

This is also a trick discovered by Don Quixote in recent years, when the body itself is strong enough, it can be achieved by controlling the flow of blood to strengthen the body's ability to resist blows, as if the muscles that were originally a little shriveled will become rich after being filled with blood, so that it has a certain degree of absorption of physical attacks from the outside world, this trick itself is extremely effective for knights with strong physical fitness, and a relatively weak mage like Don Quixote can only use this trick in bed, such as making his little friend suddenly more majestic, which can add some unexpected fun to the life between husband and wife。

"Ahh

It seems that because of this pleasure, Diro Beauva seems to be unable to maintain normal logical thinking, and it is already so laborious to say a finished sentence, of course, all this is just Apollo Ding's deliberate pretending, although she enjoys this pleasure, she will not even be unable to speak because of this, the only reason is that she does not want to mention the origin of the magic alchemy pill at this time. (To be continued.) )