"But I have to get up and play. I didn't dare to play before I met you. Playing is like fighting. It requires a lot of energy. I'm afraid I'll faint from hunger on the street." Navina took the initiative to kiss him, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Morris held her and lay down, pulling the quilt over her.

Her Majesty the Queen, who is determined to show off her power, has already acted coquettishly with him, so how can he not agree?

She closed her eyes in his arms, and Morris took the phone and set the alarm.

She had just returned from a mission and was indeed a little tired, so Morris hugged her and fell asleep.

Navina opened her eyes, saw that he was asleep, raised her head and kissed him, then put her legs around his waist.

Noticing her movement, Morris subconsciously patted her on the back twice.

Navina quietly put her hand into his pajamas and placed it on his abdominal muscles, "You always take advantage of me, I want to take advantage of you too."

After sticking to him for a while, Navina saw that he didn't move, so she poked his eyelashes, played with him for a while, and then fell asleep.

When the alarm went off, Morris saw her hand reaching into her clothes and took it, "Your Majesty, are you going to explain how your hand ended up on my abs?"

Navina kicked the quilt aside, her voice still sleepy, "I reached in on purpose, can't I touch it?"

"You are so honest. Yes, anywhere." Morris held her up and said, "Go wash up. Do you want carrot juice or tomato juice?"

"Tomato juice." Navina leaned on his shoulder, "How about we go out for dinner?"

"good."

After squeezing tomato juice for her, Morris went to pick out clothes for her. "Long sleeves are just right for this weather."

Navina followed him as she drank tomato juice, "Do you want some?"

"I will drink if Her Majesty feeds me."

She handed the cup to him, and he lowered his head and took a sip. "It's a bit sour, do you want some sugar?"

"No, I like sour ones."

Morris nodded and eliminated all the skirts in her closet that exposed her shoulders, necklines and legs. She finally chose a high-necked, black and red skull rose waisted, knee-length skirt that was suitable for activities.

"Actually, it's okay to show a little. It's okay for me to come to see you during the day."

"I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable if you're exposed to the light for too long." Morris found her a pair of black half-length socks and silk gloves. "You turn into blood mist and move quickly in the shadows."

"Okay." Navina went to change her clothes, put on leggings and boots, and put on the waist chain and waist ornaments.

Morris tied a black bow on her head, "Would you like to wear a mask?"

"No, hold an umbrella for me." Navina went to find the makeup box under the closet and took out a bottle of liquid foundation. "It's too white. Make it darker. It will be much better if there is a layer of powder on your face to avoid being directly exposed to the sun."

"Let me help you." Morris took the foundation from her hand and lifted her chin. "Did you spread it evenly?"

His skin color was a cool white, but compared to her, it was still a few shades darker. She was indeed too pale compared to a normal person.

"Yeah, also apply it on the part of your neck that's not covered by your clothes."

"Okay." Morris rubbed his fingertips across her face. Her skin was very delicate, cool and smooth to the touch.

After applying liquid foundation, Navina found some loose powder to set her makeup, and was satisfied when she saw that her skin color was a little whiter than Morris'.

"It's a little difficult to disguise as a human. It feels a little weird to put powder on your face."

Morris wiped her hands with a wet wipe, then put gloves on her and kissed her lips. "Remove it when you get back. Your Majesty is still beautiful."

"Let's go out, the umbrella is there." She pointed to the small black umbrella with rose lace under the closet.

Morris put his arm around her waist, took the umbrella, and opened it before going out, so that the shadow of the umbrella covered her upper body.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it feels good. Where are we going?"