Darkness enveloped the entire Rogge camp early. Under the quiet night sky, dots of candles rose up, flickering brightly and dimly, as if they were near yet far away, like candlelight fluttering in the cold wind. Even with such a weak light, It also symbolizes safe havens, warm little nests that can shelter from the wind and rain, but among the millions of flowers, none of them ignited for me. Walking under such a night sky, it is inevitable that there will be loss and sadness in my heart. Feeling of loneliness.
Isn't life just a process of constantly pursuing one's own place?
Of course, these many feelings are just temporary emotions. If we have to trace the reasons, they are probably the random thoughts caused by the kiss with Linya, and then rose to rationality, human nature, and philosophy, just like a The beggar thinks of peace in the universe. To put it bluntly, he is suffering from a secondary disease and is just being sentimental.
What should I do and deal with the relationship with Linya? I have no clue at the moment. I like Linya. Although I haven’t exaggerated it to the point where I will never change it until death, I am indeed attracted by her appearance and my heart is moved by her soft character. I think as long as she is still a Few normal men can resist Linya's charm.
But what about the salad, what about the vilas? They are even more difficult for me to let go of. They are more important than my own life. My woman, I love Linya, but I love them even more. In my heart, both Vilas and Sarah are my wives. The status of a wife is very important to me. How important it is to me, irreplaceable, if Ailiya is my right. So for Vilas and Sarah. It is not just a right, but an obligation. They are my wives, and I have the right and obligation to love them.
Therefore, I couldn't suppress my feeling of falling in love with Linya, but I couldn't hurt Sarah and Vilas, even though they didn't say it in their hearts. But which woman is willing to share the man she likes with others? During the days when I was married to Vilas, although Sarah didn't say anything and silently accepted the fact, her obsession with me afterwards undoubtedly showed that she didn't care as much as she showed.
Love is not only sweetness and happiness, but perhaps more sadness, conflict, and painful choices. I am not an expert in flowers. There is no guarantee that all the girls who like you and the girls you like will not be harmed. You can only try to avoid the easy choice. In fact, isn't this the case in people's lives? For the future of myself and Linya. Now I can only take it one step at a time, oh, no, I haven’t spoken to Vilas and Sarah about the little ghost yet, and I am in endless trouble again.
While thinking wildly, the outline of his small tent gradually became clear in the darkness, and a faint light came out from inside. It makes my heart warm, and all the confusion and annoyance disappear. There is a kind of woman. As long as I think of her, my heart will warm. No matter how many troubles I have, I will smile happily. Vilas is that kind of girl.
Step softly. I opened the door gently, under the dim light. My little wife is sitting on the bed with her legs bent. She seems to have just woken up. She is still in a daze. Her dazed look makes her exude a lazy and sexy aura. She is so cute. Look at her. She was only wearing a thin white underwear, with her shoulders tilted down, revealing her round collarbones. Under the open collar, a pair of firm and small breasts were ready to come out. Under the underwear, she had a clear and slender waist, and fair skin. Under the dim light, it revealed a sheen like soy milk, and the lower part was blocked by the quilt, but judging from the faintly half-exposed small buttocks, there must be nothing worn underneath.
"Ah, I can't help it anymore, it's so cute. My little Lulu is the cutest girl in the world."
I rushed forward and held the still dazed Vilas in my arms, and kept rubbing her pretty rosy face.
"Woooo!!" The stunned Vilas screamed like a kitten that had just woken up and was caught.
"Oh sir, I'm so embarrassed."
"Little goblin, who told you to seduce me?"
I moved my face to her chest, staring greedily at the snow-white cleavage. A wave of sweet semen rushed towards me, making me couldn't help but move closer and gently hold the pink tip through my underwear.
"Ah, no!! Sir, in this case, um..." Vilas resisted weakly intermittently, and finally turned into soft moans.
"Looking like this, does it feel like being a mother?" I raised my head from Vilas's arms and looked at her with a wicked smile.
"No... not at all." Vilas' pretty face suddenly turned red, and her little hand gently stroked my head.
"Mom..." She sighed softly. She gently brushed my hair and fell into deep thought. First she had a gloomy look on her face, then she didn't know what she was thinking of. The corners of her mouth slowly curved into an arc, and finally she smiled. He stood up, looking like a fool, his head tilted unconsciously, as if countless bubbles were popping out of it.
"I really want to... be pregnant!"
"puff--"
"My lord, what are you doing?"
Feeling the warmth in her arms disappear, Vilas woke up and watched curiously as I covered my lower body and rolled on my knees while squatting on the ground.
"No...nothing?" I raised my head and forced a smile at Vilas. This confused little elf actually gave me such a violent blow as a man. The most damning thing was the pure expression without any pretense. If it weren't for Considering that after a night of mischief last night, Vilas still hasn’t had a drop of water, I would really turn into a beast and pounce on her and ravage her severely.
"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten yet. I'll do it right now." Vilas thought I was holding a meeting until now and quickly got dressed, put on her cute maid apron, and was about to prepare rice for washing and cooking. But I stopped him.
"Wait, I've already eaten."
"Then what should we do?" Vilas looked at me with eyes wide open all the time. If I were at home. She always cooked and the two of them ate together. This situation had never happened to her before, and she was at a loss for the moment.
"Wouldn't it be better to just be your own weight? Hey, wait, let's forget it. We don't have to do anything. Let's eat." I clapped my hands and said as if I thought of something.
"Food.?" Vilas was still a little confused. She always has a kind and gentle smile, and looks like a skillful and capable little daughter-in-law. This kind of cuteness in full bloom is really rare in a century, so you must keep it in your heart.
"Yes, let's go to Sarah's house to have a meal. It really kills two birds with one stone." As the meal king of the Lal family, there is a certain nerve in the brain that is beeping at this moment - it is Aunt Sari now. Time to put delicious dinner on the table.
"Well, sir, I'd better not go. Sir, go alone. I can just eat at home." Vilas lowered her head and whispered in a timid voice. No wonder, even though she had Sarah's approval and Aunt Sari didn't seem to say anything, a normal person would feel awkward if she openly went to Sarah's house to eat for food and faced Sarah's mother.
"What are you afraid of? Show your momentum. This is a problem that you have to face sooner or later. You can't escape."
I pretended to be angry and said, but actually I was also worried. Taking other women to my mother-in-law's house to have dinner was a plot that only appeared in YY novels. But I had no choice but to bite the bullet and have it, not to mention Sha. Sooner or later La will become my woman. Vilas’s attitude is also undesirable. I found that even though I was used to being a wife. But Willas still maintains a sense of humility in her heart. This sense is not a negative sense of inferiority to her identity, but that she has not gotten rid of the pace of her original maid, so she still calls her like this to this day. I, although I don't care what the name is, as long as we understand each other's intentions, but Willas's humble concept must be corrected, and now we are taking advantage of this opportunity.
"But, but, wuwu..." Vilas begged me with her big watery eyes, looking pitiful and about to cry. If it were normal times, I would have been defeated and comforted her in every possible way, but not now. , well, you have to use domestic violence.
Without saying a word, I took her warm little hand and strode towards Lal's house. After walking for a while, Vilas probably realized that I was determined to do this, and finally stopped resisting weakly. Like a wronged little daughter-in-law, she lowered her head in frustration and was passively pulled forward by me.
"Smile, keep smiling, huh." I turned around and looked at Vilas with a solemn expression as if he was about to break into a dragon's den with amusement: "If you don't smile, I will kiss you at the door of Sarah's house later. Kiss for an hour."
Such a threat was undoubtedly very effective. Vilas looked at me pitifully, sighed, and finally showed her usual smile that would make a man made of iron melt.
Finally arriving at Larga's gate, I took a deep breath. Thinking that I was going to see my precious angel Sarah right away, I couldn't help but feel excited. Even my steps wandered a bit, but I was holding Veras behind me. It makes me feel a little guilty, Vilas is afraid, and why am I not? There is probably nothing wrong with Sarah, but I wonder if Aunt Sari will be interested in "the woman who seduced her daughter's fiancé" and "bringing other women to rub in with her" "Fan's son-in-law" put on a good face.
"Tuk-tuk——"
The wooden door made a heavy sound, and after a while, there was a soft and rhythmic sound of footsteps inside. It was Sarah. I held my breath immediately. This girl who makes me think deeply, even if it is a small detail, I He also firmly remembered that these were indeed Sarah’s footsteps.
The door opened slowly, and I couldn't help but take a step forward. I was so excited that I couldn't express it in words, but the next moment, my movement to hug him stopped in mid-air.
The door was opened, and what appeared in front of me was a girl who looked exactly like Sarah. Her long pink hair was flowing down like a ribbon, and she had a stunning appearance made up of delicate facial features and a flawless face. , even if her beauty is not fully displayed due to age, no one in the entire Rogge camp can match it - purely in terms of appearance, Sarah deserves to be Roggedi. Why do you say they are exactly the same?
I thought that her temperament, which was completely different from Sarah's, was not cold, but a serious expression, just like those crimson eyes, which gave people a fierceness and majesty of fire, and the sharp eyes that came towards her, like An unsheathed sword is so sharp that people dare not face it directly. Although it is petite, it gives people a sense of power that cannot be ignored. It is like a peerless sword that has just been completed, revealing everyone's spirit. People who are majestic and have low self-confidence may easily feel inferior in front of them.
Who is it? Could it be Sarah's twin sister? But you've never heard anyone else say that? I looked at Vilas dumbly, only to find that she was enjoying herself with her lips pursed.
