A cigarette afterwards is worth more than a living god. This sentence also makes sense. After human intercourse, the blood circulation speed will increase significantly, so whether nicotine or other drugs similar to this substance will be in the blood.
, spreads extremely fast in the brain, which also creates a particularly strong sense of pleasure, but generally speaking, this
Men came to smoke cigarettes after that, but Don Quixote, who was lying on the bed, looked curiously at Paris, who was sitting on the bedside with his body bent and smoking the cigarette he gave her. Paris
Not the most beautiful one, but she is the most wild one among all his women. This actually allows Don Quixote to save a lot of energy and only needs to lie down and enjoy it.
And to be honest, just as Paris finds Don Quixote very new, Don Quixote also has a lot of curiosity about this kind of woman who grew up in the most chaotic world at the bottom, such as her kind of relationship with others.
A rugged personality that doesn't match his appearance at all.
"You," thinking of this, Don Quixote stretched out a hand and stroked Paris's smooth and elastic back, "don't you mind at all being given to me as a trade item?"
"A gentleman like you would understand." Perhaps because she had slept with Don Quixote, Paris spoke in a much more casual tone, and the so-called rough character that protected her was temporarily gone.
was put down, "How many people in this city, and even in the entire world of Faerûn, are envious of my life."
"That's true," revealing his own field, he realized that this woman's words were sincere, and the slightest trace of guilt in his heart disappeared without a trace. Obviously, this was his surname, although he had already said it before.
He was sure that this woman was not being coerced, but the character of the obsessive-compulsive disorder made him confirm again, "You can choose to stay here, or I can buy you a manor in a main city of the Third Republic. You choose
Which one?"
"What do you think?" Paris, who didn't understand the meaning of politeness at all, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, turned over and straddled Don Quixote again. Obviously, for her who was new to human affairs and had a strong temper at the same time.
For a woman with a body, just once is not enough! "I have long been tired of this world that is either pitch black or completely white!"
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Although the afternoon sun is very strong, it is already the end of 4361, and it has entered the coldest time in the Far North. This sunshine is simply not enough. Naturally, Don Quixote's principal's office
There is also a blazing flame in the fireplace. Although there is a magic circle, he still likes this kind of fireplace that emits the fragrance of wood when burning.
Sitting in front of his work, he frowned slightly and wrote something in a notebook on the table. It looked like a diary, because it had time marks, for example, time labels that only he could understand,'' obviously
, after possessing Arabic numerals, which can be called the most perfect numbers in the world, he is no longer used to other numbers.
However, the content does not look like a diary, because there are not a few complete sentences at all, and they are all incomprehensible words, such as 'artificial insemination', 'talent transformation base', and 'the establishment of a logistics company'
'Reading words like this is a habit of Don Quixote. As a mage, although he has an unparalleled memory,
But sometimes once he devotes himself wholeheartedly to one thing, he is likely to forget other things. When he thinks of it, it may be too late. He often doubles this notebook and can
Let him have a clearer plan and sequence in his mind, which is why Kyle often complains that Don Quixote is busy.
"Good morning, dear," Arthur Pandelie, holding a dozen parchments stapled together in his hand, walked into the principal's office without knocking on the door. With her identity there, she didn't need to get too close to this man.
She is very polite, and for some reasons, she has put most of her energy into running this college, especially as a political
As the head of the teaching office, she also had a certain responsibility for the previous group fights between students. Naturally, at the invitation of Carol, she also participated in the solutions proposed by Don Quixote.
Participated in, and can be said to have dominated the structure of the entire plan, such as the formulation of game rules, fighting methods, etc.
"Good morning," Don Quixote casually put down the graphite pen in his hand, and at the same time closed the notebook on the table. The whole movement was smooth and natural, "My dear, why do you have time to come here?"
I?"
"What else can we do? What kind of competition do you envision? I have discussed it with Ms. Carroll, Ms. Bova, and Ms. Rommel. They all think there is no problem, so they asked me to come over to you to sign.
Prepare to be officially in
It has been implemented in the academy." As he said that, Arthur Pendry put the parchment in his hand on the table, then leaned half of his hip on it, and picked up the notebook that Don Quixote had not had time to put away.
, looking at Don Quixote with a smile on his face.
"Have you ever felt," Arthur Pandelie opened the relatively thick notebook very casually (with a face), "since I came here with you, you are not as good as before."
He cared about me so much, and the relationship between the two of us seems not to be the same as before. I really miss the feeling at that time."
Don Quixote, knowing that he was destined to be unable to escape Pandel's eyes, was too lazy to snatch it away. Anyway, he was always careful and would not write down any forbidden secrets in his notebooks, such as Char Donghai, Osiris and the like.
After moving his chair forward, Don Quixote hugged Arthur Pendry and buried his head on her belly.
"It's normal," Don Quixote yawned and rubbed his face against Arthur Pendry's clothes. "Life is destined to be peaceful. The hazy and romantic feeling you like only exists.
In the beginning, when we got to know each other too well, that feeling will eventually disappear, replaced by our current mutual trust and tacit understanding."
"Yes, after all!" Snap, Arthur Pandel took a deep breath, his whole face turned a little red, and gently tapped Don Quixote's head a few times with his hand, "Yes! Disappear.
!So this is what you are thinking about all day long?”
Arthur Pendry turned the manuscript to the last page with text, which was the page that Don Quixote had just written. On it, apart from the words about conception mentioned before, the words ranked first were:
The thing that draws several circles around this word is clearly how to climb into Arthur Pandel's bed. If that's all, Arthur Pan can be regarded as an old couple.
Delly would not be so shy. What made her most angry was that there were several methods written under this line, such as getting drunk, drugging, etc. What was even more annoying was that Don Quixote actually used him
My own powerful painter painted several scenes of copulation. For the half-elf, who was born with a thin face, he did not take out the sword in the stone and kill Don Quixote, which proved that this was true love.
"Also, what you wrote here is all nonsense," Arthur Pendry, who seemed to be no longer angry for a long time, turned over the manuscript again, and found that she knew every word in it, but
They were connected, but she didn't know why.
"I can't say." After gently squeezing Arthur Pendry's elastic little butt, Don Quixote laughed a few times with satisfaction, "The rules of the mage are that two pairs are exchanged. The third party can be used, but not
Say, do you choose to drink or take medicine?"
"Who is Arturia?" Arthur Pendry raised his head slightly and scorned Don Quixote with a nasal voice. "If you don't explain this question clearly, if you dare to climb up, I will cut off the string."
thing!"
"..."
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"Sister, come here quickly. I remember last year, I asked you to come here, but you didn't come. Now you know how beautiful the Sky Mirror is!"
It was still snowy Tirurag. Arthur Leah, wearing a thick fur coat, held Arthur Pandel's hand and stood next to the shallow salt water lake. The snowflakes melted when they entered the water, matching the reflection of the lake surface.
, as if the ground and the sky were covered with heavy snow at the same time, and behind these two people, stood a silent
Don Quixote, wearing a silver-white robe, his eyes are still shrewd, but it makes people feel that something is missing. Obviously this is just an illusion constructed by Arthur Leah herself, and everything is just her imagination.
That's all, of course, except for Liya herself and Arthur Pendry, who had a hint of apology and sadness on his eyebrows.
In fact, as the true maintainer of this world, Arthur Pandry has the right to enter this world. Of course, in order to prevent too many flaws in this imaginary world, Arthur Pandry looks at himself every time he enters here.
My sister will be very cautious and strive to do everything according to her sister’s ideas
For example, last year in the fantasy world, Arthur Pandel did not come to Tilurag. This was not because she did not want to accompany her sister, but because in her sister’s mind, her sister valued the country very much, so she should not
Come over easily, if she makes changes without authorization, it is very likely that Ya'er and Liya will wake up from being immersed in the illusion.
"Go back, it's too cold here." 'Don Quixote' standing behind the two of them put a big cloak on Arthur Leah, "If you want to see it, come back when the snow clears."
As gentle as ever, this Don Quixote is already perfect, but Arthur Pendry knows that he will always be just a phantom, a substitute.
"Well," Liya hugged Don Quixote's arm and nodded happily, "Sister, let's go."
"Well," Arthur Pandel hugged Don Quixote's other arm, with the same happy face, and flew towards the hotel under the leadership of this man. Of course, at this time, the real Arthur Pandel
Already left.
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In the hotel, three people gathered around a table and held a delicious lunch. Roasted pine nut chicken with foie gras, caviar, and wine of life. It was a priceless meal. There was a burst of knives and forks hitting the plate.
After the sound, Don Quixote put on the comb of the pine rooster and handed it to Arthur Leah.
After opening her mouth to eat her favorite chicken comb, Arthur Leah snapped her fingers. The next moment, whether it was Arthur Pandri who was cutting the chicken without saying a word, or she was staring at Asia with a smile on her face.
Se. Liya's 'Don Quixote' stood still there, as if someone had stopped the passage of time in the hotel.
"She has rarely come here recently. It seems she must be very busy," Arthur Leah said lightly after swallowing the cockscomb that shouldn't be there in her mouth, staring out the window, where the snowflakes were still falling all over the sky.
Flying, apparently she just stopped the passage of time in the hotel.
"Well," a faint golden light flashed. A man who looked like Leon, but was actually Buddha appeared in this virtual world, which was in front of the window. This was the billions of clones mentioned before.
The disadvantage of ** is that Leon's soul evolved from Buddha, so Buddha looks very similar to Leon. "A while ago, there was a fight between urban students in the college, and most of your sister's energy was put there."