195 Make you three wishes (40)

The crystal beads of sweat slid from the chest to the perfect abdominal muscle lines, then to the mermaid line... slowly falling down.

It lasted for a long time before Slater stopped.

He gently took Suna into his arms, looked at her sweaty white face, and helped her move a strand of golden curly hair from her face.

Slater closed his eyes in contentment, his butterfly-wing-like eyelashes trembling, and kissed the top of her hair preciously.

Suna lay completely on his chest, not daring to open her eyes as she listened to his clear and moving heartbeat.

The boy's slightly magnetic and vibrating voice came: "Now you completely belong to me."

Will never leave again.

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The heavy sound of the bell tower came from a distance. The white doves on the top of the church flew to the square, attracting children to leave their footsteps.

The nuns closed their eyes and prayed earnestly.

Everything is back on track.

Louis opened the curtains and looked outside.

"Today's weather is as good as ever."

Since the new king took office, the air throughout the Maghreb has become cleaner.

After Ross and his gang were executed, King Slater turned the noble circle upside down.

The usual blood-sucking bugs were picked clean.

Now there is only one word inside:

Cool!

Slater's ability to govern the country is also very skillful. In many cases, the other party can accurately grasp the key points and break through methods that most people can't think of.

Use the least energy to do the most effective things.

Therefore, their Royal Guards do not need to be on duty every day as seriously as before.

They are now implementing a rolling model, and everyone has enough vacation time to spend with their families.

Everything went well and everyone was satisfied.

"Old Lei!"

Louis saw a passing figure in the square and shouted to him.

Reb looked up and saw that he was actually standing on the balcony opposite the king's room. He opened his eyes in surprise and suspected that he had seen it wrong.

He quickly ran up and asked what was going on.

"Don't look at me with that dying expression, okay?" Louis put his arm around his shoulders in a funny way and pulled him to the balcony.

Looking at the blue sky, I heard the cheerful laughter of the children below.

"Your Majesty took the Queen on vacation." Louis recalled it, and it was indeed true.

Only then did Rebu exhale, and with his arms around his neck, he heard the other party say: "Seeing as you are so busy today, why don't you stay and talk to me?"

Rebu also looked out the window at the beautiful scenery, blowing the soft summer wind, "What do two old men have to talk about?"

"Yes, I am indeed old." Especially in comparison with Slater.

Louis looked calm and dazed. When he was young, he was full of energy and defended his family and country.

Later, he became impetuous and was deceived by his companions and almost died in the border forest.

If he hadn't met Slater, he probably wouldn't have seen such a beautiful and prosperous scene in the Maghreb today.

"Actually, sometimes I think the king is really legendary." Reb sighed, "He really did something that many people can't do."

It’s admirable from the bottom of my heart.

He has a gentle temperament but a strong aura, and what always appears inadvertently is the pressure of a king.

Louis nodded in agreement and said: "Perhaps sometimes instead of begging God, we should trust our king more."

This is the most realistic.

One is the sustenance of the soul, and the other is realistic expectations.

This is not a conflict.

The Maghreb finally waited for its truly suitable ruler.