There are so many secrets buried in the ice; I walked alone in the void, and I had the blazing light of the sun in my heart!

- Lisandro

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Using Tonya's body, Lisandro sat upright on the long table like a queen, and she was holding it, "Charan", and was taking a sip with her tempting red lips, tasting it little by little.

The time of the advent was short, and she didn't want to waste time, Aslan stood aside and watched her experience the lust between her mouths and stomachs.

Looking at the witch sitting in the high-end, showing such a delicate demeanor, it is also a kind of contrast and enjoyment.

Lisandro finally tasted warm food again after so many years, she took a small sip of milk tea, and even subconsciously stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly withdrawing from this state, she remembered that Aslan was still watching her, and then a trace of shame flowed from her beautiful cheeks.

She didn't expect to be so out of shape.

What a blasphemy this is for her who is cold!

Tonya's snow-white hair was casually scattered, Lisandro didn't have time to take care of it, for her, every time that came was very precious, but such a draped posture also made her have a different kind of style, a little bit of the taste of falling into the mortal world!

Aslan handed over the woolen handkerchief in his hand in time, and Lisandro turned her head in surprise!

"My witch queen, although I like the fact that you behave naturally in front of me, please pay attention to your demeanor."

Lisandro looked at Aslan, who was preaching to her, and although she still wanted to drink, she could only put it down with Chalan's bowl!

She frowned, and she bloomed with her queen-like elegance, "Aslan, I'm tired!" ”

"Then lie down, I'll help you out."

Lisandro glanced up at Aslan, her feet still feeling the warmth on his palms, but she thought about it and lay down a little whimsically.

Why should I lie down obediently?

Why did I listen to this little villain like that?

Lisandro subconsciously thought, feeling like she was taking the initiative to show her weakness!

Lying on the soft animal skin blanket, her heart couldn't help but pound!

"You don't want to walk barefoot on cold ice!"

With that, Aslan pulled Lisandro's heel into the palm of his hand, using his thumb and forefinger to tangle the tendons in his heel.

Lisandro lay there, letting Lauaslan grasp her feet, her long Freljord-style dress clinging to her.

Even though she was lying on her stomach, the curves of her body were exaggerated because of this posture.

Maybe it's some subtle mood swings, her waist is tight, and because of the tension, her round and straight hip line is stretched, and it looks unimaginably elastic.

Aslan's gaze was so hot, and feeling his gaze, Lisandro turned her face sideways, and she discovered a little hobby of Aslan again.

She tilted her head; Asked, "Is it pretty?" ”

Aslan pressed her feet together and pressed them down, then leaned close to her ear, feeling the astonishing softness.

"Your charm is like the sunshine revealed by the top of the sacred mountain of Freljord, which makes people want to hold it with their hands, then kneel down and hold it in the palm of their hands and hold it in the sky, or like a flower that can be placed on the tip of the nose and smelled fragrant, and then forever remain in the deepest hidden place in the heart!"

"Aslan, your dream is not realistic, Freljord has no sun!"

Originally, she just wanted to know what Aslan would say, but Lisandro didn't expect Aslan to say it so explicitly, and she retorted with a little help on her face.

"Wouldn't that show your holiness and nobility?"

Aslan's approach made Lisandro subconsciously hold her breath, she felt her face a little hot, her neck shrunk, and then buried her cheeks in the soft velvet animal skin.

This is not the way she should be!

This was not the demeanor that Lisandro felt she should show, she thought about Aslan's next move, expecting and apprehensive!

She was wondering what Aslan would do, what she would do, and how she would fight back!

However, she found that she was overly worried, and Aslan was just massaging her calves with two warm fingers, massaging with no light or heavy force, without any extra thoughts.

Maybe it was too long to come, or maybe Aslan was pressing it a little comfortably, and Lisandro soon felt a state of drowsiness.

"Are you comfortable?" Aslan asked.

"Hmm." Lisandro replied subconsciously, and then she felt Aslan's palm begin to press against the back of her shoulder and neck.

The slight numbness made Lisandro feel the accumulated strain in her shoulders dissipate, and as she pressed it, she felt her body gradually feel the heat, the blood flow accelerated, and a strange feeling arose.

Aslan slid her fingers as she pressed, easily allowing her fair and silky back skin to flow more and more parts that were overwhelming.

She felt Aslan's palm cover her shoulders in a daze, and gently lifted her upper body, and at this time, Lisandro had already woken up from that sleepy and comfortable feeling,

She wondered, what would Aslan do if he was a stinky boy?

As if Aslan didn't exist, she pretended to know nothing, and just gradually relaxed her body.

Soon, Lisandro felt the heat through her feet, and she felt her face getting hotter and hotter.

Like a lazy cat, she freely followed Aslan's movements and sat up lazily.

But then she sat up, "What do you want to do?" Aslan! ”

Although she trembled with fierce struggles in her heart, Lisandro's inner thoughts were not reflected in her expression, her face returned to the cold she should have, and her sitting posture changed.

The pair of beautiful legs that had been together adjusted as she moved to one leg against Aslan's chest, and the other leg bent at the knee to prevent him from approaching again.

At this time, as the distance got closer, Aslan realized that a layer of spell-constructed fabric had appeared on Lisandro's legs for some unknown reason.

It looked like she was wearing stockings on her legs, and the black and dark blue colors made her whole person more dignified and noble.

Lisandro's calves wrapped in black mana fabric and the elegant curvature of her feet looked unusually silky, she lifted her toes to stretch and relax slightly, and tapped Aslan's chest with a snap, "Give you a chance, and you're ready to be presumptuous?!" ”

Aslan didn't back down, he went further and grabbed Lisandro's foot with his hand.

Whether it succeeds or not, whether it breaks through or not depends on now.