With a stirring in his heart, Locke woke up most of the time.

Obviously, he was just pulling at the corner of his clothes, but through the cold clothes, Locke felt the warmth between Ashar's fingers behind him.

A restless flame rose in Locke's chest, and no matter who was behind him or what the consequences of doing so, Locke's brain temporarily lost room to think.

Turning to pick Ashar up by the waist, Locke kicked the door open and headed straight for the bedroom.

At this time, Locke was like a beast, and like a very impatient child, after throwing Ashar on the bed without saying anything, Locke kissed Ashar's touching lips.

On the tip of Ashar's tongue, which was filled with a faint fragrance, Locke smelled a hint of alcohol.

Just as Locke rudely unbuttoned his clothes and was about to inflict the same rudeness on Ashar, Ashar, who had been curled up together and had a slight heaval in her chest, opened her eyes, she looked at Locke and said, "I'm just thanking you for saving me in the first place, just like my sister thanked you in the first place." ”

Ashar didn't know that Kayla was initially forced by Locke, and Locke and Kayla had been explaining to the people around them that it was after Locke saved her that the two couldn't help themselves and had a relationship.

This time, Ashar seems to have put her role in the original Kayla.

At this time, Locke would explain so much to Ashar, he was about to be suffocated.

Slowly closing her eyes, Ashar's long eyebrows were still trembling slightly, this was her first time.

Locke had seen such a side of Ashar once upon a time, and Locke, who was gradually burned clean and rational by the fire, pounced on Ashar's little lamb like a fierce tiger.

Fierce collisions, beastly roars, and moving long moans are staged in this boudoir full of fragrance.

......

When he woke up the next day, Locke, who was weak in his limbs, pinched his eyebrows, how long had he not felt so weak.

It's just that today, this weakness does not come from Locke's incomplete injury, but from the guy's strenuous exercise for most of the night.

Next to Locke's arm, Ashar, whose skin was as white and smooth as mutton fat, was still sleeping quietly.

Locke was cool, but Ashar was tossed miserably, not to mention that it was the first time for her to suffer from Locke's ununderstanding of the storm.

Enjoying the beautiful spring scenery on the bed, Locke sighed that he didn't expect Ashar's pitch-black magic to run so beautifully.

Until now, Locke still had a sense of unreality living in a dream, and it was possible for him to have a relationship with anyone, but he never imagined that one day he would have such a relationship with Ashar.

His relationship with Ashar has always been delicate, with a partnership between partners, a relationship between his sister-in-law and his brother-in-law, and a benefactor who once took care of Locke.

Even the familiarity of the two of them has reached the point where a glance can confirm each other's thoughts.

But now they have another layer of relationship, whether they are husband and wife, or lovers, or both.

Subconsciously, Locke has always had a fear of Ashar, which began when he was a knight and squire, and Ashar was a powerful and inviolable image in his mind.

If Locke, who had regained his ability to judge at this time, was allowed to go back to yesterday, he would not dare to do such a shocking thing.

But just do it, and Locke is not a person who dare not admit it.

And judging from Ashar's reaction last night, it seems that she didn't mean much to refuse?

When Locke's mind was full of blind thoughts and his mind was in chaos, Ashar beside him turned over lazily and let out a numbing snort.

The white arm hugged Locke's right arm, and Ashar hadn't woken up yet.

The first time he saw Ashar's gesture so affectionate to him, Locke blushed.

Whatever, why do you want to do so much, cherish the moment. Locke drained the chaotic thoughts from his mind, snuggled up to Ashar with his head sideways, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

......

"It was just an accident between me and you, and you can't tell anyone else about our relationship, let alone Kayla. In the room, Ashar, who had put on his magic robe again, said solemnly to Locke.

Ashar's request came as a surprise to Locke.

"Why? don't you want to be with me?" asked Locke.

"I don't want to. Ashar replied with a blank face.

The words choked, and Locke rolled his eyes, "Then why did you agree to do it with me?"

"I said it was just to thank you for saving me in the first place. Ashar said.

"What if this time isn't enough? I want more. Locke said inch-inch, and walked up to Ashar, less than a centimeter apart.

The answer to Locke was the dark elemental orb that had gradually condensed in Ashar's hand.

Without waiting for Ashar's dark elemental orb to be condensed, the faster Locke made the first move, and the surging wind fighting energy wrapped in Locke's left fist, and with just one punch, Locke blasted away Ashar's dark elemental orb that had not yet been condensed.

Since the gradual recovery of his body, Locke has found that his strength seems to have been further improved, although he has not been tested with the combat power detector, but I believe that he in human form must have made great progress compared to his previous combat effectiveness.

And in the face of Locke's fist style, Ashar also intends to release water.

Locke's most serious injury is his left arm, and he hasn't been able to do it yet, if he collides with the Dark Elemental Orb again at this time, even Ashar can't guarantee that Locke will fall into a crippled state again.

After defeating the Dark Elemental Orb, Locke hugged Ashar into his arms, obviously he had always been more in awe of Ashar in his heart, but somehow, Locke only wanted to show his tough side now.

"Sting!" Locke's magic robe was torn to shreds, and the two rolled together again.

"I wasn't done yesterday, I'm going to continue. Pinching Ashar's chin, Locke said flirtatiously.

His face turned pale, and Ashar was angry.

But considering that a second-level magician was approached by a second-level knight and locked tightly with his limbs, Ashar opened his mouth to scold something.

But soon, Ashar's words of rebuke turned into a moan, and the room was filled with spring again.

This time, Locke's chosen place for the battle was the living room, and if it weren't for the fact that his body was restrained, Ashar would definitely not allow Locke to come so nonsense.

"You can't tell Kayla that they're ......," Ashar gasped.

Locke only cared about burying his head in his strength, and turned a deaf ear.

Ashar's voice gradually shifted gear, and she began to throw off her armor under Locke's savage onslaught.

"Please......" The weak, fluctuating accent came from Ashar's mouth, and this was the first time Locke had heard Ashar succumb.

After a few seconds of silence, Locke said, "Got it." ”