There are so many secrets buried in the ice; I am slowly walking alone in the void, and the blazing brilliance of the sun is hidden deep in my heart!
——Lissandra
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Using Tonya's body, Lissandra sat on the long table like a queen. She was holding "Chalan" and tasting it bit by bit with her seductive red lips.
The arrival time was very short, and she didn't want to waste time. Aslan stood aside and watched her experience the desire in her mouth and stomach.
It is also a kind of contrast and enjoyment to see the witch sitting high up and showing such a delicate expression.
Lissandra finally tasted warm food again after so many years. She sipped the milk tea with a small sip, and even subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.
Suddenly withdrawing from this state, she remembered that Aslan was still looking at her, and then a trace of shyness appeared on that beautiful face.
She didn't expect that she would act so rudely.
How blasphemous this is to her who is so lonely!
Lissandra didn't have time to take care of Tonya's snow-white hair, which was casually disheveled. For her, every moment she passed was very precious, but such a disheveled posture also gave her something special.
Such a style, a bit like falling into the mortal world!
Aslan handed over the woolen handkerchief in time, and Lissandra turned her head in surprise!
"My Witch Queen, although I like the fact that you behave naturally in front of me, please pay attention to your manners."
Lissandra looked at Aslan who was preaching to her. Although she still wanted to drink, she could only put down the bowl with Chaalan!
She frowned, showing her elegance as a queen, "Aslan, I'm tired!"
"Then please lie down and I will help you relieve your fatigue."
Lissandra raised her head and glanced at Aslan. She could still feel the warmth of his palms on her feet. However, after thinking about it, she still lay down a little nervously.
Why should I lie down obediently?
Why do I listen to this little rascal so much?
Lissandra thought subconsciously, feeling like she was taking the initiative to show her weakness!
Lying on the soft animal skin blanket, her heart couldn't help but beat!
"Don't walk barefoot on the cold ice!"
Saying this, Aslan pulled Lissandra's heel into his palm, pinching the tendon of the heel with his thumb and index finger.
Lissandra lay there, letting Roaslan hold her feet, and the Freljord-style dress clung to her body.
Even though she was lying on her stomach, the curves of her body were particularly exaggerated because of this posture.
Perhaps due to some slight mood swings, her waist was tight, and her round buttocks were stretched because of the tension, which seemed to have unimaginable elasticity.
Aslan's gaze was so hot. Feeling his gaze, Lissandra turned her face sideways, and she discovered another little hobby of Aslan.
She tilted her head and asked, "Does it look good?"
Aslan put her feet together and pressed down, then leaned close to her ear, feeling the amazing softness.
"Your charm is like the sunshine revealed from the holy mountain top of Freljord. People can't help but want to hold it with their hands, kneel down, hold it in their hands and hold it in the sky, or put it like flowers.
Smell the sweet fragrance on the tip of your nose, and keep it in the deepest place in your heart forever!"
"Aslan, your dream is unrealistic. There is no sun in Freljord!"
Originally, she just wanted to know what Aslan would say, but Lissandra did not expect that Aslan would say something so explicit, and she retorted with some confusion on her face.
"Wouldn't this show your holiness and elegance?"
Aslan's approach made Lissandra hold her breath subconsciously. She felt her face was a little hot, her neck shrank, and then she buried her cheek in the soft animal skin.
This is not the state she should be in!
This was not the demeanor that Lissandra thought she should show. She was thinking about Aslan's next move, looking forward to but also nervous!
She was thinking about what Aslan would do, how he would do it, and how she would counteract it!
However, she found that she was worrying too much. Aslan just used two warm fingers to massage her calf, using a moderate force, without any extra thoughts.
Perhaps it took too long to arrive, or maybe Aslan's pressure was a little comfortable, but Lissandra soon felt a drowsy state.
"Are you comfortable?" Aslan asked.
"Yeah." Lissandra replied subconsciously, and then she felt Aslan's palms begin to press her shoulders and the back of her neck.
The slightly painful numbness made Lissandra feel the accumulated fatigue on her shoulders dissipate. As she pressed, she felt that her body gradually felt the heat, the blood flow accelerated, and a strange feeling occurred.
Aslan's fingers slid while applying pressure, easily letting her fair and smooth back skin reveal more and more attractive parts.
She vaguely felt Aslan's palm covering her shoulder, gently lifting her upper body. At this time, Lissandra had woken up from the drowsy and comfortable feeling,
She was thinking, what would Aslan do as a brat?
Just like when Aslan didn't exist, she pretended to know nothing and just gradually relaxed her body.
Soon, Lissandra felt the heat through her feet, and she felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter.
Like a lazy cat, she lazily followed Aslan's movements and turned around to sit up.
But she sat up this time, "What do you want to do? Aslan!"
Although she was struggling fiercely and trembling in her heart, Lissandra's inner thoughts were not reflected on her expression. Her face returned to the coldness she should have, and her sitting posture also changed.
The pair of beautiful legs that were originally close together adjusted as she moved, with one leg raised against Aslan's chest, and the other leg bent at the knee to prevent him from getting closer again.
At this time, as the distance approached, Aslan discovered that for some reason a layer of magically constructed fabric appeared on Lissandra's legs.
It looked like she was wearing stockings on her legs. The black and blue colors made her whole person more dignified and noble.
Lissandra's calves and elegant foot arcs wrapped in black mana fabric looked extremely smooth. She lifted her toes to stretch and relax slightly, tapping Aslan's chest, "Give you a chance, and you'll be ready."
Are you too presumptuous?!"
Aslan did not retreat. Instead, he took a step further and held Lissandra's foot with his hand.
Whether it succeeds or not, whether it makes a breakthrough or not depends on now. This chapter has been completed!