Soboa knew that he was in a dream now, and that this was a dream, but he didn't understand why he, who never dreamed, would have such a dream.
Dreams are predictions and reflections. There is a saying among human beings that what you think about every day is what you dream about every night...
Soboa looked at the bold and unrestrained Felina, and he unconsciously doubted himself.
Don't I look so calm on the surface? I have such thoughts deep in my heart...
Every inch of skin on the blonde girl's body is exposed, and her fair body is no longer so skinny.
Soboa couldn't help but scan every part of her body.
Her blonde hair is dazzling, but the rest of her body is equally beautiful.
Soboa knew that his current behavior was very bad, but he didn't want to restrain himself. This was a dream. In the dream, he didn't have to restrain himself, because no one here would come out to accuse him and warn him that he was a god.
Nan Qing gently moved his fingers: "Soboya, are you really not coming over? You are so disobedient today. Do you want to play a new trick?"
A smile flashed in Soboa's eyes, and she asked gently: "How did I play with you in the past?"
The girl was surprised: "Have you forgotten? No... Soboa, do you want to hear what I say to you to achieve spiritual pleasure?"
Soboa didn't answer as if he acquiesced.
The girl on the throne smiled softly, her smile was so charming that she sat on the throne like a canary.
"We have agreed before that we are not allowed to wear clothes after entering the temple. Any place here can be our sweet place. Your favorite thing is to sit here." Nan Qing patted the bottom of his butt.
On the throne of God, he continued: "You sit here, and I...sit on you."
This pause is extremely ambiguous.
It took Soboa a while to realize what he meant.
Soboa blushed.
But the blond girl on the throne was not happy: "I've finished speaking, if you still don't come over, then I'm going to be angry."
Coquettish, charming, and naive, her expression and posture are extremely attractive.
Soboa felt something strange about herself.
Nan Qing stood up slowly and stretched out his whole body, "Since you don't come up, then I will go down to find you. Since you don't take the initiative, then I will help you. Let's play something different today."
She came closer to him, and Soboa did not move away.
The girl's hands untied his clothes, and the snow-white robes scattered on the floor.
Sopoya had no scruples and even took control of the home court.
Soboa never thought that he would be so crazy and release his desires in the Temple of Light.
...At dawn, Soboa opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.
The images in the dream were firmly etched in his mind.
Soboa raised his hand to cover his eyes and sighed heavily.
This dream can only be buried in my heart.
After Soboa got dressed and left the room, she realized that she had slept until noon, and Philina was not in the room either.
Looking at the empty room, Soboa felt a little depressed.
Soboa asked the store owner and found out that Felina had gone out early in the morning.
You went out early in the morning, why haven't you come back yet?
Soboa was not only bored but also a little worried, so he used magic to find Felina.
Soboa rarely used magic. Even when a murder occurred at Guangming Academy, he did not use magic to find the murderer. Now that he couldn't see Felina, he did not hesitate to use magic.
Soboa is very aware of these changes and partiality in her heart.
The magic found Felina's location. She was in a tavern, and Soboa went to find her without hesitation.
There are many pubs in the town, and Soboa smelled the smell of alcohol as soon as he entered the door, and immediately saw a drunk girl lying on the table.
Soboa walked over helplessly: "Felina? Felina?"
He reached out and touched her face, which was soft and very hot when she was drunk.
Even though she was drunk, her brows were still furrowed, and she was obviously unhappy about something.
Soboa reached out and hugged the person: "I will take you back to rest. You can't run out alone next time."
Soboa left with the person in his arms, and the owner of the tavern shouted: "Wait a minute, this beautiful blond gentleman, this lady hasn't paid for her drink yet."
Soboa: "Put it on the table."
Sopoya carried the person out of the tavern, which was quite a distance from where they lived. Sopoya held the person firmly in his arms and walked back slowly.
Nan Qing was drunk and dishonest. He was so limp and boneless that he still insisted on moving around.