Chapter 87: The Clouds Disappear and the Rain Stops, the Holy Maiden of Light
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The god lying on the edge of the bed was given a glass of wine. The wine was too full and could not stop flowing down, passing over the collarbone, following the ups and downs of the body and sinking into the invisible depths of the collar.
The priest asked, "Did you do that on purpose?"
The god smelled of alcohol, and he half raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes hazy with drunkenness, and then nodded without hesitation.
"On purpose."
He tore off his collar, and the silk robe easily fell to his waist, revealing the light wheat-colored skin hidden under the black robe. The thin silver-white gem chain around his neck was fully exposed for the first time, clinging to his hot body like a silver snake and spreading down.
He laughed wildly, revealing his sharp fangs, like the fangs of a snake hidden in the darkest place.
"Want to see something more deliberate?"
The alcohol made her cheeks red, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.
The priest reached out to touch the tiger's fangs: "First time seeing this."
He opened his mouth halfway and let her do what she wanted, making two unclear "hmm" sounds until his breathing became more and more intense. He finally couldn't help but grab the hand in front of him, then leaned over and hugged it.
With his chin buried in the priest's neck, his tall body completely submerged the person in his arms.
The god tilted his head slightly and whispered in the priest's ear. The moist air from his words washed over his ear, causing the person in his arms to slowly stop moving.
He said hoarsely: "I feel so uncomfortable."
Noticing the person in his arms didn't move, he lowered his head to search the priest's eyes, his gaze fixed on him: "Don't you like it?"
There was a clarity in his eyes, which were just as dark as the night. It seemed that he was the only one immersed in the chaos, while she always controlled herself.
He wasn't in there.
God doesn't like that look.
He lowered his head to touch her lips, gently at first, but when he felt her breathing quicken, he became more aggressive, moving his lips lightly and heavily, and his hand unconsciously touched the side of her face.
Soft.
I like it very much.
The gods slightly distanced themselves, and the shiny silver threads were pulled apart and torn, leaving only the rapid breathing between them.
This time he wasn't the only one caught in the mess.
A layer of watery light appeared in the usually calm eyes of the person in front of me, and the cold white skin was dyed with a light pink. It was not very obvious, but it added a bit of gorgeousness that made people unable to take their eyes away.
Like a red rose blooming beneath the throne of God.
She suddenly said, "I don't dislike it."
"What?"
The sound of light silver chain fragments mixed in with his breaths, and he leaned in to listen.
"I was just thinking about something." The priest raised her hand, clasped the god's neck, and pulled him close. Her eyes lost their usual restraint and subtlety, burning directly into the god's heart. She continued, "I don't dislike it."
The violent heartbeat lasted only a few seconds before Shen felt his body tilt and his breathing suddenly stopped.
god:"!"
The neck was hooked forward, the face in front of me instantly enlarged, and the soft lips pressed against me again. This time it was not a passive acceptance, but a hunter-like... teasing.
“Breathe,” she reminded him.
His mind was more confused than ever. The god kept his eyes open and watched the priest's movements until the corner of his lip was bitten lightly, as if reminding him not to be distracted.
His heart was pounding like a drum in his chest, and the lust in his eyes was about to overflow. The god moved his body impatiently, raised his hands and tightly embraced the priest's body, responding more passionately.
His chest was covered in sweat, and he was panting hoarsely. He was a little hesitant, but more of an anticipation: "Is it really possible?"
"It's already this late." The priest who was lying on his shoulder took a bite and only stopped when he felt a slight tremor. He said, "Or you want to be kicked down."
The god chuckled softly, causing his chest to tremble a few times. "I'm just asking."
His eyes were bright and startling. He lowered his head to kiss me and said stickyly, "It's too late even if you don't agree."
A viper that has bitten its prey will never let go easily.
Even if every bone in its body is broken, every piece of flesh is torn off, and all its fangs are broken, it will still wrap itself around and strangle its prey with a bloody kiss, swallowing the captured flesh inch by inch into its stomach.
"priest."
"Um?"
"I will place my faith in you until the night collapses and the world ends."
She traced the god's face and said, "The night will last forever."
The god from the night leaned over, without a trace of distracting thoughts, his clear eyes reflecting everything in the world: "Nago's faith..."
“And it will last forever.”
*
The unfocused pupils were trembling.
After a spring rain, all things come back to life.
The full moon was high in the sky, and the huge waves rising from the sea were clearly visible.
The waves rose and the boat was high. The surging waves carried the sturdy boat onto the reefs, making a noticeable sound of water splashing.
The god drove the boat, and every few minutes he would come over for a kiss, asking, "Do you love me?"
The first few times he got the answers he wanted, he was happy and sailed harder. The next few times, he was dissatisfied with the short answers and drove the boat hard into the reef, not satisfied until he got a few unexpected responses.
Then the evil-minded god was bitten again.
There was a tooth mark on her delicate and beautiful face. The god's eyes widened, and he stopped immediately. He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers, saying incoherently, "Bite a few more times."
"Playing... um... a hooligan."
"What do you mean by being a hooligan?" He started a new round of sailing without feeling the slightest bit of shame: "I am a hooligan."
"hiss!"
He said in a hoarse voice, "Be gentle."
"ha……"
After a brief pause, he deliberately widened his eyes and began to ask again: "Is it comfortable? Is it comfortable here? How about here, or here... Haha... It's really comfortable here."
"If you keep pretending," the priest said lazily, without much deterrence, "I'll kick you out."
The god's innocent eyes suddenly became sharp. Without moving away, he adjusted his posture, leaned over, and hugged the priest tightly. His ambiguous voice lingered in his ears: "No problem."
He kissed her again, with a hint of anticipation: "Let's go down and play together."
With a turn, two figures rolled down with the soft quilt. The god was lying on the bottom layer as a cushion, looking at the person on top with half-opened eyes, and his movements caused him to gasp uncontrollably.
"Priest...what do you think..."
A pair of white hands reached out and covered his eyes. The priest's voice was a little hoarse as he leaned over and said slowly, "Approved."
*
As the dawn broke, the sea finally returned to calm.
The ambiguous smell of alcohol turned the corners of her eyes red, leaving a blush that has not yet faded.
The soft moonlight fell on the slightly concave soft pillow, and the long inky hair spread out on the white feather pillow, appearing extremely harmonious in the hazy light.
“Hmm…”
The Dark Temple is always surrounded by darkness, but the moon outside the window is particularly bright today, and the gods are particularly pleased.
Yesterday on the bed, on the floor, on the chair, on the table... He recalled, tilted his head and coughed lightly, feeling his face a little hot.
"frost……"
The god closed his eyes and reached out to the side. After he got the quilt, he hugged the whole person and the quilt into his arms.
He half-opened his eyes and leaned close to her ear: "Still want to..."
"hiss!"
He gasped after being pinched, his expression a little aggrieved: "Can't you even think about it?"
"Not today." Chen Shuang rubbed her black hair, which looked very nice to the touch, turned around and kissed her. Her eyes suddenly became watery and she said slowly, "Think about it later."
You can think about it!
As if he had received some kind of permission, his hot body immediately pressed against me, making the entire bed warm.
The god hugged the priest tightly and rubbed her face like a puppy. It seemed that if he was not afraid of being beaten, he might even want to try licking her.
"It's a bit hot," Chen Shuang pushed it, and the solid chest in front of her was instantly pushed down by the gentle force. The god let out an exaggerated "ouch", fell between the layers of mattresses, and then pulled her with both hands, and even her own priest fell over.
Chen Shuang lay on the god, pressing on his heaving chest, her palms sinking slightly, and the trembling heartbeat came over with it. She said helplessly: "I really have something to do today."
Being stared at directly by the god, she sighed and said, "Then... for the last time."
*
There are really too many beliefs in gods.
I woke up much later today. By the time I finished cleaning up and washing up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
The system made a "ding dong" sound.
Chen Shuang blinked, and the blue message box popped up and closed like a schizophrenic, popped up and closed...
You heard the call of "an old friend from afar"
[Your "Shadow of Madness" has encountered difficult problems and hopes to receive effective help.]
Your "Shadow of Madness" claws are a little tired, but your mood has returned to calm, and you don't need any help.
Your "Shadow of Madness" has encountered a problem that drives the cat crazy. I hope to receive prompt and decisive help.
Your "Shadow of Madness" fangs are a little tired, but your mood has returned to normal and you don't need any help.
A letter from your "Shadow of Madness"
“Meow! Meow! Meow!”
The following is an automatic translation: Come on, meow, the cat is going to die! 】
When I woke up at noon, I could faintly hear vague shouts in the mental network, but it soon returned to calm. Now it seems that the situation in the Church of Light is indeed not peaceful.
Walking into the teleportation array, black starlight lit up under my feet, and the figures of the people soon appeared in my sight.
After greeting the dwarves who were doing some afternoon digestion exercises, Chen Shuang quickly arrived at the gate of the temple.
A teleportation array had long been set up between the shadows of the trees outside the towering iron gate. The destination was...
Church of Light.
After the transaction with the Holy Son of Fran, this two-way teleportation array has been in use. As the diplomatic ambassador appointed by the Holy Son, or inspector, Cat will go to the Church of Light for investigation every once in a while.
Chen Shuang closed the page.
"Let's go," she looked at God, "go and take a look."
*
Melodious hymns swirled and lingered high in the church, filling every inch of the air with the bright breath of the scorching sun.
The god sniffed in disdain, moved closer to the priest, and only when he smelled the scent of the person next to him did he relax his brows.
The usual black robes were too eye-catching, and the god would never wear white, so he compromised by choosing an emerald green robe. The light grey cloak covered his hair, making him look less gloomy and more light-hearted.
It looks like an elf living in a bright forest.
Seeing the look in the priest's eyes, the god moved his hands and folded the priest's indigo cloak. He took a step back to look at the overall effect and said with satisfaction, "It looks really good."
Before he could say another word, shouts suddenly came from behind him.
“Get out of the way!”
"Get out of the way, ahhhhhh!"
The god tilted his head to avoid the small object that was flying towards him.
The thing shot towards the white marble wall, gouging a deep hole in the hard wall.
god:"?"
What the hell.
Chen Shuang looked back.
The girl in a white robe ran at full speed, followed by a large group of people...
cat?
Cats, big and small, were running excitedly with dazed eyes, looking even crazier than if they had smelled catnip. They made "woohoo" sounds in their throats and followed the girl on all fours.
The catnip girl ran on her own two legs, and when she saw the two people in front of her, she immediately shouted: "Get out of the way!!!"
Chen Shuang looked at the tiger following behind her and fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
Hmm...how come a big cat isn't considered a cat?
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