Yes.
I was having an absurd erotic dream.
...I dreamed that my friend’s fiancé felt really sorry for her.
But dreams are made up of memories, they are random and have nothing to do with one's own will...
Everything now is just the restlessness of adolescence.
I feel sorry for her in my dream...
When I wake up tomorrow, I'll apologize to Kiana and treat her to dessert and cold drinks. She'll probably just laugh it off... I guess.
She looked at the scroll and punched madly, ending up tiring herself to death. The white-haired ball suddenly laughed.
In the dream, this guy is the same as always.
Cute, energetic, but a little silly.
think carefully.
In front of friends, apart from the sense of guilt caused by betrayal, there seems to be a strange... sense of excitement?
When that feeling arises in reality, I really want to commit seppuku.
But, now it’s just a dream, so it doesn’t seem too morally deficient...?
It was just a dream.
In real life, I’m embarrassed to touch my friend’s man... In a dream, it should be okay to touch him, right?
No, that's not right.
Kiana has not been proposed to yet.
Her engagement was only verbal, and the two of them were not even engaged at the moment. Besides, it seemed that Russell had never confessed his love to her.
Otherwise, she has no reason not to publicize it...
So, they are neither boyfriend and girlfriend nor engaged, they can only be said to be relatively close friends, no different from me, Skadi, Mebius, and even Huihui, Naruto, and Valon...
Her eyes seemed to gradually regain their luster.
Yes.
No need to feel guilty.
No need to...
"I...I like you, so...please be gentle."
She lay in front of the scroll, and because she was facing away, her fair and tender buttocks were exaggeratedly exposed, plump and tall, her legs slightly crossed, her feet as delicate as lotus, and her fingers opened and closed unsteadily because of her anxiety.
"Officer."
She looked back again, her eyes moving with a kind of charming and earnestness.
Russell said nothing, but just typed frantically in the world of consciousness, harassing Huihui.
“Please save me again, Huihui. Send me any photos of you wearing gym clothes, swimsuits, or pajamas!”
"Boss, are you sick? It's fine that you asked me to post selfies in the middle of the night, but now you're asking me to take photos in my gymnastics uniform and swimsuit! This is complete sexual harassment in the workplace!"
Da Yan, the girl from the Red Demon Clan jumped up and down.
Next to her, a bunch of strange red coins were screaming like monkeys in heat in the palace, posing in all kinds of weird postures, which made Guichu and Zhen say "You are a bit extreme" when they saw them.
Probably because my dream talking was overheard.
Her plan to kill gods was stolen by her parents through dream entry, and afterwards, the tribesmen all felt the call of the "road to pretense".
He secretly stuffed the souls and bodies of all the clan members except Youyou into the space ring that Youyou gave him, thus completing the smuggling.
Except for Youyou who was responsible for delivering the rings, everyone in the village came!
It's painful enough to have the achievement of killing a god diluted, so how can there be sexual harassment in the workplace!
"Ohhh, I'm being harassed...your boss...ohhh, is that a good thing?"
However, those words made the eyes of a beautiful woman who looked gentle and kind beside her light up.
"I think it's great, hurry up and get it!!"
Probably because her husband was somewhat unconventional in making money, which led to their family's financial difficulties, her economic conditions played a high role in her consideration of a son-in-law.
That statement caused the man next to him to scold him as the head of the family.
"What are you talking about, bitch? It's not like we can't afford food at home right now. Huihui can make her own decision!"
However, facing her husband's angry rebuke, the wife tilted her head and asked back.
"He is the evil dragon that terrorizes the entire land, the ruler of the desert and rainforest, the demon king who usurps the gods' great cause. If Huihui hooks up with him, he might even give you the chance to kill the gods."
The man named Piao Saburo's breathing became increasingly rapid and his eyes turned red.
“Megumin, hurry up and take it down—!!”
But before she could utter any words, an iron fist had already hit her in the face.
"How can a poor girl's daughter become the devil's wife! My daughter is the one who is qualified to be the king—"
The village chief roared like a villain, but halfway through the roar, he suddenly let out an unbelievable scream.
"Wait, where's my Youyou? Didn't my Youyou come over?!"
"Village chief, you are obsessed. Where in the village is there a person like Youyou?"
Demons dance wildly.
Although he is a member of the Red Demon Clan, he can't help but feel a sense of abstraction when he sees the strange looks of his fellow clansmen.
It's ridiculous, but unlike most of the Crimson Demons who pursue handsomeness, evil, and fashion, Huihui's ideal type is a sincere and ambitious honest man.
You will never be in debt, you won't fall in love with everyone you meet, you won't cheat, you will always strive to be the best, and work hard every day.
but...
This guy is indeed ridiculously handsome.
Looking at Jiaozi who was frantically asking for her photo, a conflicted look appeared on her face.
Intellectually speaking, Russell didn't quite fit her view on choosing a partner, but this guy was really dark and evil.
Now she dreams every night that she has learned the supreme secret art of possession of another's body, and that she leads the Gundam Guards and the ghost beasts in place of Russell to sweep away the evil demons, crush the countries, and exterminate the sea people.
Every time I woke up, my pillow was soaked with saliva.
It can be said that Russell is her long-term dream material.
This guy wants his own photo...
Should I give it or not?
She looked conflicted.
After a long time, she chose the right photo to send.
"Speak first. If you do anything weird with my photos, I will kill you."
Start with Huihui’s photo.
The desire to rub the loli increases, and the credibility decreases.
but--
The sage's appearance made the beauty look a little confused. She turned her head and a soft, ear-tickling voice came out from her seductive lips.
"Sir, do you want me to help you change your clothes?"
Russell: “…”
[Your bloodline is highly activated, and you will temporarily gain the passive Dragon King's majesty - those with weak wills will obey your orders out of fear...]
[Perhaps, for you, it is unnecessary to build a source stone technology diffusion device on a large scale. You only need to bring the beautiful girl with you.]
The dragon is truly the most abstract mythical beast in the universe.
Russell gradually began to think about whether he should change his bloodline.
Let yourself think about what ethnic groups your friends belong to.
Amiya is a donkey...too frustrating, pass.
Tallulah is a red dragon... In some ways, the difference between a red dragon and a dragon is only the place of origin, pass.
Froststar is a rabbit...a famous precocious animal in nature. Kong was chasing Texas around when he was a teenager. He is truly inferior to the dragon, pass.
Wendigo? Too ugly, pass.
The Blood Demon Lord, when I think of him I think of anus, disgusting, pass.
...
Forget it, I'll just make do with it.
Wait until Mobius does something weird, or when he meets Kevin, and then he'll just plagiarize him.
He placed his fingers on the girl's neck and slid them gently downwards, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly.
The black bra was unbuttoned on the back and fell off, revealing the plump peaches, which were enough to make the monkey scratch his ears and cheeks, with red eyes.
Although grasping, kneading and biting do not produce any juice, they still make one's mouth water.
The Herrscher of Thunder smiled.
She could sense that there was a kind of anger in Jiaozi's humility - he was far more noble than ordinary Herrschers, yet he had to bow his head.
This kind of indignation cannot be offset by simply distributing some welfare benefits.
Next, he will definitely take revenge on himself.
but...
So what?
Dragons are not good at suppressing their lust, and some of his emotions have been raised to the peak.
Mei never hated him. She was ashamed of calling Russell "sir", but the title she used was more specific, "official".
Everything falls into place.
Compared to taking revenge on oneself, enjoying a night of passion first is obviously more tempting.
As for the follow-up?
Since even his wife is doing such a thing, it shouldn't be difficult for Mei to compete for a man.
Wait till it's all over...
Ha ha.
Mei and I are originally one, and only one of the two personalities can remain. I can't bear to let Huazhishu die, so naturally, I will be the one who is absorbed.
This life is destined to disappear.
A stabbing pain came from the waist and abdomen, and consciousness was fading away.
That is the power of the blood of the saint.
The Herrscher of Thunder did not resist.
Being suppressed by the blood of the saint, losing control, and then being absorbed is not an unacceptable ending.
But, unexpectedly, the next moment.
Instead, she appeared next to another version of herself, almost completely naked.
what...
Regained consciousness?
She got a new body.
This guy, why did he want to differentiate himself instead of being the groom? !
Lei Lu looked at all this in a daze.
A look of confusion also appeared on the beautiful face of Mei Raiden next to her.
