Love can cause a person to degenerate quickly, and it can also lead to cruel growth, which can not only accomplish but also bring destruction.

- Aslan

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"He is a bad man, but he is also stingy with his feelings in the details."

Indali looked at Samira as she walked into the room, and thought to herself subconsciously.

The bar "Nightingale Sorrow" was originally just a product of her discouragement after retiring from the battlefield, she didn't expect to earn much capital, let alone live on it, but more to give her surviving comrades in her warband a suitable gathering place.

At this moment, Indali, who was sweating profusely, leaned back on the bench, looking at the wine served by Samira and the notes left by Aslan after leaving, silent.

There were two glasses of wine on the table, the red "Flaming Rose" belonged to Samira, and the transparent blue "Blue Language" belonged to her, and the wine glasses were intimately marked.

The former is warm and unrestrained, mixed with chicken blood wine, while the latter is soft and mellow with sea salt, both of which are drinks that can make people faint for three days after drinking, and can also have an endless aftertaste in their sleep.

Shamira couldn't taste the inside, she just looked at the slip left by Aslan and looked forward to the next meeting.

It was a long process to heal Indalie's leg, which meant that Aslan would come to the bar every once in a while, which she was happy to see, and at the same time, some kind of thought in her mind and an irrepressible beginning to sprout.

Shurima's daughters are all people who dare to love and hate, and she herself is not a person who follows the rules.

Although her and Aslan's start is not sweet, the follow-up can create sweetness.

"Shah—" Indali sighed inwardly, and there was no corresponding pride or pride on her delicate and somewhat heroic cheeks, she held the glass of wine that belonged to her in the palm of her hand, and looked at the wine in the glass at the same time as Samira.

"What's wrong? Captain? ”

Shamira looked at her captain, the elegant long skirt could not completely hide the graceful curves of her body, the perfect chest shape was raised high, after her legs regained consciousness, her whole expression was a little more bright, after untying the belt, she was still as thin as a snake, and her long legs were as plump as jade and began to move restlessly, enjoying the feeling of freedom.

"Don't be cranky, you know, don't you understand the gap between you and him? Xiaosha ......"

Indali's tone was a little gloomy, "If I were still in the army, if the warband was still there, you might still have a chance to become a knight, but now all we have is this house, and the two of us may be just a casual favor to him, just like a stray kitten on the street, he may occasionally give your cat a little food with mercy, but he will not bring the cat home." ”

Indali looked at Samira, at the disciple and junior whom she had high hopes for, and she didn't want her to have romantic tastes and delusions that were not appropriate for her age at this stage.

Although Samira's thoughts were hidden deep in her heart, she could not hide them from Indali.

"No, Captain, I don't have any special delusions, I'm just thinking that if I can leave my mark in his heart, it will be enough." Shamira drank the liquid from the glass in one gulp, her gaze following Indali's waist upwards and then resting on hers.

There, she could feel a power that was very similar to the black ice on her body.

"Xiaosha, I know your ideals, as well as your character, eager to get your own love and eager to change your fate." Indali looked at Samira, "There is nothing wrong with such an idea, in fact, I, like you, am a woman who will fall into unrealistic fantasies because of longing, but; Some fantasies can only be fantasies. ”

"Alright, Captain, why are you talking so much today?" Samira looked at Indali and smiled, and sat down beside her with a big grin.

She, like Indalie, actually has her own persistence and appreciation in her bones, which is an important reason why the two of them are very compatible.

The two have different personalities, but they make up for each other in some ways, and they also have different ways of choosing when it comes to choices, because Dali is more rational and Samira is more emotional.

"He left a promise that he would come over to treat your leg at a later time." Shamira looked at Indali, and the smile on her face gradually retracted, "As long as your leg is better, Captain, I think all your worries don't seem to be a problem anymore." ”

As she spoke, Sami pulled her blouse open, and Indali saw a rune mark on her chest similar to her waist, which made her subconsciously stand up, but she fell down unsteadily.

"Xiaosha, how are you?" Indali subconsciously covered her mouth, "You shouldn't be like this." ”

"There's no turning back, Captain." Shamira shook her head slightly, "I think I'm more excited about the future than I am worried about the future. ”

Shamira's attitude made Indali's heart awe-inspiring, and she also had Aslan's so-called rune mark on her body, and she naturally knew what this meant.

But her legs finally had a chance to be repaired, and she was able to get back on her feet, as Dali felt a sense of relief and indulgence from the fear and trepidation in her heart.

Behind Aslan, except for Duke Kao and the Baroness; There's also an Ancarya background, and now the "Pale Lady" is also catching the attention, and Indali feels that there is a huge conspiracy around him.

If she is not careful, she herself may be pulled into this vortex, and Samira is no different.

"Xiaosha, do you know the family behind Aslan?" Indali looked at Shamira, "I'm worried about you, I don't want you to sink too deep, that Aslan, he might hurt you beyond turning back." ”

Her heart was actually trembling as she spoke.

Aslan maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, but he executed her like a ruthless executioner, lifting the hem of her skirt without any regard for her emotions, obviously helping her to heal her legs, but also like a knife to rip away all the pride and reserve in her heart, such a feeling of pleasure mixed with pain that she will never forget.

For the first time in so many years, she was ruthlessly lifted of her skirt, and the person looked at her pouring spring light without any expression on his face, and his eyes seemed to be saying something that made her tremble in a cruel and merciless tone.

"Oh... My dear; It's gray lace|obscenity|pants, I like it very much..."

Thinking of this, Indali's heart beat violently, but after only indulging for a moment, she controlled the panic and excitement in her heart, and he felt that he also needed to confide in catharsis to relieve this emotion.

"Don't you do it because you're afraid? Captain?"

Shamira looked at Indali and her tone became serious.

"No, Xiaosha, I know I can't stop you, and I don't want to stop you, but I just want to tell you, don't fall too deep, or that sentence, there must always be some crazy times in people's lives, but they can't be too crazy."

"And you, captain, what would you do if it were you?" Samira placed her hand on Indali's lower abdomen as she spoke, where the runes were radiating power, "Let me see how you differ from mine. ”

Because of Darly's rare expression, she panicked, and she tried her best to hide it, not wanting Samira to see the marks on her body, and at the same time not wanting to reveal her emotions at the moment.

She knew Aslan wouldn't belong to her, but it wasn't without a chance.

Love can cause a person to degenerate quickly, and it can also lead to cruel growth, which can not only accomplish but also bring destruction.

Aslan was not aware of the conversation between the two women in the room, and at the moment he was on his way home.

He met a woman.