Navina finally let go, looked at the teeth marks on his chin, raised her hand and pressed it, "Blood Hunter, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Morris kissed her forehead. "I'm already the Queen's fiancé, why are you still calling me Her Majesty so unfamiliar? It seems that Her Majesty and I are still not very familiar with each other."
"Is it because we didn't sleep long enough, or because we didn't kiss enough?" He lifted her face, touched the corner of her lips with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Will we become more familiar with each other if we kiss a few more times?"
"You can't kiss me now. You just kissed me. What do you want me to call you?" Navina held his fingers, stepped back a little, tried to ignore his burning gaze, and added: "Morris, Darling, or Honey?"
The strategy says that once you catch him, you can launch a sweet talk offensive and keep him under your control.
Morris couldn't help but hold her head, and pressed his warm lips against hers. He pulled away and smiled, "I'll be happy with whatever you call me, Sweetie, Your Majesty."
"Of course, you can call me Blood Hunter, but I must be the most special and unique Blood Hunter in your heart."
With her, an ordinary nickname can make him fall. Who taught her this strategy? He simply loves her to death.
Navina blinked, feeling itchy. Why did she feel like he was taking advantage of her? She also felt like he was controlling her.
She turned her head and said unconvincedly: "You didn't say you liked me, so don't call me."
He kissed her without even telling her that he liked her. That's too much.
Morris still couldn't keep up with her train of thought. He had no choice but to hook her fingers and said, "I like Her Majesty the Queen. I only like Her Majesty the Queen."
"That's more like it." She kissed him generously.
The corners of his lips curled up, his eyes full of smiles, "Then Your Majesty, can you call me now?"
No matter what a person's personality is like, if there is something in that person's personality that you find lovable, that is the beginning of your falling in love with her.
Her Majesty the Queen is both proud and adorable.
"Maurice." It's better to call him by his name. He won't be so proud.
"Yeah, I'm here, it sounds good." Morris hugged her tightly and rubbed her cheek.
Even though she only called out your name, it feels different when your name is called out by the person you love.
Navina was held in his arms, and she felt his sweet scent all over her body.
Hold on, you must hold on. It would not be good if he drinks too much.
Morris tapped her back with his fingertips and began to settle scores, "Your Majesty, who is this Count Gothant?"
"My capable minister, who fell asleep with me at the beginning. I woke him up after I woke up. Now he is helping me manage the territory I took back from the Werewolf King."
"So did you have this idea in mind when you said you wanted him to be the king's wife?"
Navina stepped back from his embrace and snorted softly, "I said that on purpose to irritate you. Are you irritated?"
"Don't dare to be angry with Her Majesty the Queen." Morris leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips.
"It's not like I can't do it."
"No, I won't. I won't be angry with Her Majesty the Queen. I will only reflect on what I did wrong to make Her Majesty the Queen angry."
Navina was satisfied and patted his stomach, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm hungry. Your Majesty, would you like to treat me to a meal?"
She nodded and said, "Go sit over there. The chef should be almost done with the meal."
"I'll let you go after you're done." Morris pressed her back into his arms as she was about to leave. "Navina, I haven't seen you for a week. Do you miss me?"
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