How to describe the beauty of a god?

Every inch of that carcass seems to have been carefully carved and polished by God, and it is exquisite.

Whether it is the picturesque facial features, or the straight calves, or the slightly arched white instep, Chen An can't find any shortcomings.

The moonlight was slightly cool, adding a hazy silver veil to her.

The slender and straight calves, the pitch-black lines suddenly brightened, reflecting the entire room.

It's like having a different kind of magic, tugging at people's heartstrings and sanity.

Such lines are found on both Selina and Eileen.

Because of this, they were branded as witches, hunted down by the Holy See, and fled all the way, surviving in the dim and smelly sewers.

But Selina doesn't regret it.

If life could never be, she would rather live like that again.

As long as she can meet her priest at the end.

Her thoughts drifted a little away, and she narrowed her eyes, and her gaze fell on the boy in the room.

"Close your eyes."

Without waiting for him to speak, Selina was the first to speak.

The young man was slightly stunned, and then closed his eyes.

Walking barefoot on the smooth ground is a cold and cold touch.

But Selina didn't feel the slightest coldness, and even her face was hot.

To tell the truth, even though she had come to the priest in the dark and done the same thing once when she was a teenager.

But as the years go by, and now that the old things are coming back, she still feels shy.

That's the emotion that must be experienced in the face of the person you love.

No matter how many times you come back, it will be the same.

Finally, she walked up to the boy.

The two were so close that all they could breathe in the silence of the night was.

The woman opened her hands and embraced the boy in her arms.

The action was extremely gentle, not like a lover, but a flood of maternal brilliance.

A minute later, Chen An was pushed down on the bed.

He moved his lips as if to say something.

But Selina didn't give him a chance to shirk, just whispered.

"Father, I know what you're worried about."

"Do you think that if you want me like this, it is irresponsible to me and a stain on the grace of adoption back then."

The woman paused, then smiled.

"Actually, no, Selina has never thought about it so much, I'm not the ignorant girl I was back then, I know exactly what I'm doing, and I know what I want."

"Trust me, I'll take care of everything for you."

"Including them."

Hearing this, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he should have wanted to open them.

The woman leaned over and kissed her red lips to stop him.

"Father, I beg your pardon, it's not the time to open your eyes yet."

She chuckled and continued, "Maybe for Father Priest, saving us in the first place was just your casual behavior, and it was a little bit of bad fun for you to play the world. ”

The voice paused at this point, and there was a trace of sadness inexplicably.

"But to me, you're all that humble and cowardly little girl."

"The only light left in her miserable world."

"If that little girl's world hadn't been lit up by you, maybe she could have died ignorantly."

The delicate white soft wattle silently climbed onto the young man's plain clothes.

Xu was immersed in the woman's slightly sad voice, but he did not resist.

"But you're here."

"You brought her that ray of starlight, watched her grow up little by little, and illuminated that long road."

"But when she's finally coming of age and immersed herself in the beautiful story she weaves, you choose to leave."

Hold the slender palm of the young man.

His voice was already shaky.

"So, have you considered that girl's feelings?"

She asked softly.

The words fell, and the young man was completely stunned.

Before he knew it, most of his plain clothes had been torn off.

The woman's fingertips quietly crossed her chest, finally awakening him.

He opened his eyes, and this time he was not stopped again.

A pair of red eyes came into view.

The eyes were filled with moisture, and he looked back quietly.

"Selina ......"

He subconsciously called softly.

The woman was obviously sad, but at this time, she suddenly stopped.

She held up a finger.

"Shhh

Chen An was stunned, not understanding what new tricks she was playing.

But soon his doubts were solved with the woman's next movements.

She deceived herself.

The dark lines of the calf are attached to the bare skin of the teenager.

The two intersected together, like glue, which made Chen An's mood instantly become hot.

The most primitive desires in my heart are aroused by the gods who hold authority.

There was sadness and mist in her eyes, but it made people feel like she was laughing.

The smile was bright, like the crispness of the ice and snow after melting.

"And Father, don't blame."

After she finished speaking, she thought of something, and added: "But I am Miss Irene now, if you want to blame, remember to settle the account on Miss Erin's head!" ”

There was nothing to say all night, only the moonlight was moving.

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Luo Cong'an got up very early today.

This is because the gentleman's routine is always to get up very early.

Although he has nothing to do all day and prefers to spend time in the yard, he still likes to wake up early.

Luo thought from peace of mind that it might be because of the habit that she had developed in the years she had waited for her.

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but hurt.

There seemed to be such a bleak picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of her.

Under the orange sun, the lonely old courtyard is a man sitting in front of the door, still refusing to enter the house silently staring.

Luo Cong'an shook his head, secretly telling himself that those things were in the past, and now it should be a good life for her and her husband.

It's just that when she came to the courtyard, she never saw the figure of the young man who preferred to stand under the tree in a daze.

？

What's going on?

Luo Cong'an frowned, turned around, and his eyes fell on the door that belonged to the gentleman.

The door of the precious sunken wood was closed, and there was no sign of opening.

Sir ...... today Is it the first time you have slept in?

With such thoughts, she didn't dare to go and disturb, just stood quietly in the courtyard and waited.

The wisps of morning breeze blew the robe on the woman's body, perfectly outlining the delicate figure under the robe.

Three thousand green silks, occasionally undulating in the direction of the wind.

It should have been a long snow-white hair with a glowing glow.

However, since he came to Blue Star, he naturally needs to abide by the rules of this Heavenly Dao.

It's still too weak, Luo Cong'an can occasionally show his true face, if it is like this for a long time, it will only cause the sky to collapse, and various major natural disasters are frequent.

She knew that her husband had different feelings for this world, and he would never do such a stupid thing.

was in a daze, and a squeaky sound attracted her attention.

I saw the door on the right side push open, and a tall figure walked out.

She looked lazy, yawned, and her eyes were still shallow and tired, and her long waterfall-like hair was tied with a rose-purple ribbon and coiled behind her head.

Seeing someone's eyes, she rolled her eyes slightly, and suddenly chuckled: "Ah, the priest was too tired last night, if Sister Cong'an waits for him, you might as well let me accompany you to sit under the tree." ”

When Luo Cong'an heard this, he was stunned.

Could this be the words of the big fluttering moth?

The four words 'Sister Cong'an were so amazing that she even subconsciously ignored the previous words.

Her eyes froze, and she carefully looked the woman up and down.

That breath is indeed no different from a big fluttering moth.

To reach their kind of realm, it has always been very accurate to recognize people.

But this soft voice really made Luo Cong'an hard to believe, this was the big fluttering moth that he hated in his memory......

Eventually, she noticed something unusual.

When did the mind of the big fluttering moth become so broad?

(End of chapter)