.After Artoria and I left, there was no news. Vilas and the others didn’t know when I would come back, so they didn’t dare to set foot in the ghost’s room easily for fear of waking her up. ( Hands, hit. Please update.

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This is why the room has accumulated dust for half a year without anyone cleaning it.

I sighed and came to the side.

The bed was so big that ghosts could roll around restlessly. The sheets and pillows were neatly stacked, and there was no one on it.

But that's it.

On the pillow, there is a necklace placed neatly, a silver-white five-pointed star necklace.

This is a birthday gift given to her by the ghost's father, Alexander. For some reason, there is a magical space inside that allows the ghost to hide in and do some secretly momo-like things. Of course, the greater purpose is to give her peace and quiet.

The space is soundly asleep, and this pig saint sleeps for twenty hours a day.

I smiled dotingly, reached out and gently picked up the necklace, took a deep breath, suppressed my excitement, and then...

Without mercy, he held the necklace and shook it violently.

In less than a moment, there was a popping sound, and a white object curled up like a rabbit, with its body reflecting a faint holy light, fell out of the necklace, accompanied by the iconic "wow" sound.

"I think Fan should use a more appropriate way to wake people up."

Every move, every frown, and every smile carries the beauty of holiness, and even every syllable uttered from that mouth carries a beautiful hymn-like melody, giving people the feeling of...a divine spokesperson, God's favored child.

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Such a saintly ghost, like an elegant, noble and lazy cat, got up rubbing its sleepy eyes, and sat on the bed without any image, kneeling and splayed, with a troubled expression and troubled expression.

looked at me in a tone of voice.

If I don't give her a satisfactory answer, maybe... no, absolutely, one day when I am sleeping soundly, I will be woken up by even more terrifying means. For example, when I open my eyes, I will find that I am flying side by side with a goshawk.

, below are patches of white clouds and shrinking mountains.

"This is not okay."

Without any hesitation, I stretched out my hand to sign with a cross in an upright manner, and sternly refused.

"Normal methods can no longer express my respect for you, Lady Saint. I have specially applied for an exclusive patent for this method."

"It's really a troublesome patent. This saint doesn't need this kind of respect."

After sleeping for half a year, the ghost, whose head was still in a daze, screamed and frowned at me.

Then, he suddenly smiled, which made my hair stand on end.

"Forget it, this saint, who is so loved by the knight, must do something for the world."

"Don't……"

Before he finished speaking, the ghost stretched out its arms, picked it up, and bit it down with a roar.

With a click, delicate and neat tooth marks were imprinted on my neck.

"Huha, this saint wants to apply for a patent for biting the mortal world." The ghost said as he stretched out his pink tongue like a cat adding milk, licking lightly on the tooth marks.

"This is no longer disturbing, but it could be life-threatening at any time. Is it really that interesting to bite me?" Now it was my turn to be even more troubled.

"Of course, hum~~"

The ghost sniffed and rubbed my body, then completely pressed its soft body against mine with peace of mind.

"Everything belongs to this saint, so I must leave my exclusive mark on it at any time."

"Well... how about tattooing four words on my back?" I feel I am even more unjust than Yue Fei.

"Hmph, stupid fan, Dan Fan, you still want to deceive this saint. If you tattoo a word on your back, she will disappear immediately. With the physique of an adventurer." The ghost looked at me with arrogant eyes, as if he wanted to deceive me.

Me, Fan is still too nèn.

"Then, how about embroidering the six characters [Knights for Alice] on all my cloaks?" I secretly clicked my tongue, gritted my teeth, and made a difficult decision.

"This is a way..." As if he was seriously considering this possibility, the ghost tilted his head, but then shook it..com quickly updated

"No, although everyone has a strange title like the cloak man, he can't always wear a cloak at home, when sleeping and taking a shower."

"That's too harsh. Is this still a kind saint? Even slaves have rest time!" I argued with reason.

"If you put on the collar, you can go out for a walk every day."

"Oh oh oh, are you trying to turn me into a pet, this abominable saint?"

"Because any fool who is easily seduced by others with a bone and forgets about his owner has to wear a collar and a dog tag."

"What do bones refer to? Bones! A pet with integrity like me... No, a knight with integrity like me, how can I be easily deceived by the outside world!" I felt that the ghost must have misunderstood something, such as my glorious image.

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The ghost stared at me without blinking, and among the cherry blossoms, he softly uttered two words.

"There is no such thing. I am not such a casual person."

I turned my head away, whistling, and looked left and right, refusing to look at the ghost.

"The so-called man of the harem?"

"Hey, hey, stop spreading random rumors to me, isn't there a tribe of barbarians?" I blurted out.

"Oh, barbarians?"

"Oh oh oh oh - that's not the case!!" My whole body was in a mess.

"Fan, big pervert."

"None of that anymore."

"Even the young and beautiful ghosts with bright eyes are not spared. They are imprisoned in the necklace and will only be released when needed. They become a tool to vent their lust. The slogan is [Even ghosts must be impregnated]."

"It seemed like there was something serious. Could it be that I have a dark side that I don't even know about?" I was shocked.

"It's sober now but it's the dark side most of the day."

"Oh oh oh, there is such a thing, the dark side still dominates my soul!" I was even more surprised.

"Yeah, what this saint says is correct." Seeing how cooperative I was, the saint couldn't help but feel proud.

"Not good." I laughed secretly in my heart and pretended to be frightened.

"Being treated like this, I seem to feel that the dark side is now eroding my soul and is about to take over."

He held his head as if in pain, then raised it again after a moment, and saw that the ghost's expression had become extremely evil.

"Hehehehe, a saint who is just a tool for venting sexual desire dares to be so arrogant. Look at this Duke... Ahem, I won't punish this druid well."

He rushed forward and pushed the ghost who could not escape onto the bed, pressing him under him.

Gently pinching the face that felt so good to the touch with my fingers, I smiled and looked at the ghost with a panicked and regretful expression.

"How about it, it feels good to be in a cocoon."

"Thank you for your kindness and victory. This saint will not succumb to the evil claws." The ghost whose face I pinched protested in a cute and ambiguous tone.

"Do you still want to be tough? If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude, huh huh huh~~~"

He laughed three times arrogantly, and his face gradually approached that delicate and beautiful face. Gradually, his expression softened, with infinite attachment and love, they stuck together, overlapped, and sucked each other without any gaps.

"Alice..."

"Fan..."

In the confusion, they called each other's names. Every time they shouted, the heat in their hearts became hotter, until they burned fiercely and out of control. The original light kiss turned into a fierce embrace without knowing when.

Kissing, hugging each other hard, constantly exchanging saliva and body temperature, intertwining hands with each other, and clamping legs with each other, it seems that the two bodies are fused together and never separated again.

After a long time, we parted with nostalgia.

Although their bodies have not become one, their hearts have been connected again through this intimate contact.

Embracing the whole world and contentedly hugging the ghost curled up in my arms like a kitten, I lowered my head and poked her soft face affectionately.

"Idiot, have you been obedient at home and caused trouble for Vilas and the others?"

After the jidàng feelings were over, there was an endless stream of tenderness. At this moment, even the arrogant and sinister saint in his arms seemed particularly well-behaved.

"No, I'm not stupid. I can't even do arithmetic well."

"..."

It seems that I often cause trouble for Vilas and the others, although it is true that I cannot refute it.

"Please allow me to refute that there is something wrong with my calculations." I just couldn't agree with it.

"I haven't calculated it right since just now." The ghost raised his head and showed a troubled look.

"Just now? Did I calculate anything?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost's eyes became even more pitiful, as if he was not only bad at arithmetic, but also bad at remembering, and Fan's head was already hopeless.

"Be good, even if you are such a mortal, I will accept it and support you for the rest of my life."

The ghost leaned forward and held my head in her arms, close to her tall and soft breasts. Through a thin layer of priest's robe, her cheeks felt like they were sandwiched between two elastic, perfect bowl-shaped puddings.
To be continued...