The celebration lasted until the next morning. Qin Jian dragged his tired body back to the tree house, lying on a clean and comfortable wooden bed for the first time, with a few thick pieces of fur underneath, extremely comfortable.

Before he fell asleep, a small figure had already entered, and then quickly closed the door, looking straight at Qin Jian with two bright eyes in the dark.

"Little girl, why are you here?" Qin Jian sat up and pulled Monica over. Originally, Qin Jian wanted to put her on the bed and sit on Qin Jian's thigh. His two jade lotus-like arms were wrapped around Qin Jian's neck: "What, don't you welcome me? Or because of the Queen, I don't like me."

The little girl's mouth was raised high, and a scent of jealousy was floating in the tree house.

"How is that possible?" Qin Jian hugged Monica's waist. No matter how plump and enchanting Her Majesty the Queen is, Monica is always the most important existence in Qin Jian's heart.

This is not only because of the magical technique, but more because of the two people living together and dying together. Although the time is still very short, that feeling has been imprinted into the bone marrow.

"Then the priest has the right to live with his summoning object!" The little girl smiled cunningly, then turned off Qin Jian's leg, clapped onto the bed with her little butt, lifted up a furry animal skin, and took the lead in, leaving only a small head.

"You want to live with me?" Qin Jian pointed at his nose and was distracted.

"I'm already an adult." Monica's little face turned red, biting her lips, and her eyes were almost dripping from water.

The charm of the dark elf was perfectly reflected in Monica at this moment. Although her maturity was not as good as that of a gentle and elegant, it also had a unique small flavor. The animal skin covered her body and could not hide her perky breasts at all. The curves like mountains raised the temperature of the room a lot.

Master Qin is not a gentleman, so how could he bear such naked temptation? He rudely untied his belt and turned over.

"Be gentle..." Monica's eyelashes were shaking, unable to hide the tension in her heart. Her delicate body was hot and her toes were tightly tense.

"Don't worry, I will only let you experience the pleasure of going up and down the clouds!" Qin Jian was extremely confident.

Although he had a peace with Her Majesty the Queen yesterday, he used his back posture when he had no choice but to squeeze the little brother into a pain. Now he has no longer any worries. Qin Jian hurriedly stripped Monica all over.

The fair and transparent one made Qin Jian's eyes red. Monica's figure was very small and exquisite, just a little taller than Nirui, but it was developed perfectly. The two breasts that looked horizontally like ridges and peaks were decorated with two pink and tender red flowers. When Qin Jian's rough and powerful hands touched it, Monica, who had closed her eyes, trembled slightly.

The lower abdomen, which was as smooth as a flat mirror, was sparse but not very delicate, and everything teased Qin Jian's bottom line.

In order to relieve Monica's tension, Qin Jian was ready to do a full foreplay. When Master Qin sent the high dragon head into the dark and wet passage, Monica bit her lips and exclaimed gently, and her little hand tightly pinched Qin Jian's back.

The closed tree house is like a flame, igniting the passion of the people inside the house. The wooden beds are creaking.

As a result, Monica, who was originally shy, pressed Qin Jian down after being inspired by passion, raised her head and knelt on Qin Jian's body. As the hair was flying, gasps and moans spread straight from the tree house.

"Qin Jian!" Monica bit her lips, "Do you love me?"

"like!"

“How much love is…”

"Love you... I love you so much!"

Forgive Qin Jian, who was very handsome, woke up in the afternoon and walked out of the tree house, was embarrassed by the dark elf.

These beautiful girls have a smile on their faces, which are extremely ambiguous.

Monica grabbed Qin Jian's clothes tightly, not daring to stretch her head, and she was timid as if she had done something wrong.

"It's so early for you two!" Nirui jumped out of nowhere, and the little girl smiled, "It's amazing that she can walk so steadily after struggling for a long time!"

Monica blushed suddenly.

"I don't even polite when I see the priest and the sacrificial envoy. Be careful not to beat you up!" Qin Jian had a straight face and his posture was full.

"Hehe." Nirui laughed, ignored Qin Jian, but ran to Monica and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel? Are you feeling good?"

The little girl's straightforward question made Monica helpless, and she stared at Qin Jian in a daze, unable to laugh or cry.

"Do you want to try it?" Qin Jian had a lewd smile on his face.

"I want to!" Nirui gave Qin Jian a charming look, "But she is not yet an adult. Otherwise, you are the God Envoy anyway, and others will not blame you for doing something wrong. Come to my tree house tonight."

"Nirui!" Monica stomped her feet and interrupted the slightly excessive conversation between the two.

The little girl stuck out her tongue at Qin Jian, "Congratulations, you have all the priests of the Elf Clan got fucked by you, but I advise you to be careful when walking. I saw Sister Evelyn grinding her arrows just now."

Nirui left a word and disappeared again. The little girl was always so weird and elusive.

"Qin Jian, I'll go see my sister..." Monica was a little uneasy.

"I'll go with you."

"No need, I'll do it alone. Go and find Her Majesty the Queen to see if there is anything we need to do in the past few days. The elves have not seen a sacrifice for too long."

"Then be careful." Qin Jian knew that Monica and Evelyn must have some whispers from their daughters, but it would be bad if they had followed him.
Chapter completed!