Is the Evil God Me?

Sherlock wanted to know why Lynn had such an odd look on his face, but he didn't have that chance. The countess obviously did not welcome this uninvited guest. After the maids made a report, she casually asked her subordinates to blast the great detective out.

If there is really a cannon in the camp, maybe Sherlock will show off what a human cannon is.

Lynn watched how Sherlock was sent out of the camp by the savage maids with guns. When he knew that the countess had woken up comfortably, he knew that he should go and talk to her.

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Shall we chat?

Today's countess's dress is plain and simple, but it is dignified and elegant. Raising her plain hands, she looked in the mirror and picked up her hair clips to arrange her hairstyle according to her own wishes. She was originally a lady with wavy and slightly curly hair, but now her hair is extremely pleasing to the eye, which is easy to move and very beautiful. The only drawback is that it is braided. It takes a lot of time and energy to get up and requires a pair of skillful hands to achieve. With Emiste's swan-like slender neck, people can't help but want to mess up her hair and bully her.

This charming figure, every movement drives the plump, mature and charming lady to sit there, as if showing off her fertility. While taking on the responsibility of a mat.

However, compared to the tightness of her package, she can still see the magnificent blood-colored peaks and peaks, and the buds that are looming and cannot be covered. Obviously, the scenery above and below can be divided equally. No, it should be said that the top, middle and bottom, this charming and lazy stunner who has just woken up, is exuding amazing charm under the thin silk clothes.

Not to mention men, even the maids who are serving Emiste all have expressions of admiration and shyness, and their eyes can't help but wander over this maddening flawless body.

As soon as Lynn came in, Emiste subconsciously gave a sneering wink full of love.

This is obviously a silent invitation.

It is also their secret code, which means do you want to come to the morning exercise?

In general, the result of morning exercises is that the crushed countess will have many red strawberry marks on her body, such as the towering peaks, the snow-white neck, or the cute belly button with the vest line. For the countess, the most troublesome thing is not to hide these marks of ardent love, but her dress has to make the girls do it all over again.

But she was happy.

For a beautiful mature woman, the energetic teenager is a natural conqueror, and her garden can't stop him from knocking on the door.

After receiving the signal, Lynn looked left and right at the maids who were still busy in the big tent.

The countess immediately understood and raised her hand.

"You all go down, outside, wait." As if it was itching with a feather in the heart, Emiste's voice erratically fell into everyone's ears.

The maids bowed their heads and stepped back. Outside the tent, the elder sisters of the maids exchanged glances, and they all saw excitement and curiosity in each other's eyes. The excitement is understandable. After all, they listen to the foot of the bed every day. Every time they see Lynn, who was murdered by Feng Xing, their female instinct will scream. As for curiosity, a few maids made a bet in a somewhat ambiguous pink atmosphere to see how long the lady could last this time.

There used to be a bet on how long Lynn could hold out.

As a result, after several losses, the maid in charge of the opening decisively deleted the option of Lynn's defeat time, and along with that, Lynn's reputation was quickly destroyed among the maids.

The girls outside were making eye contact, while the people inside were talking face to face and mouth to mouth.

After the fragrant and ambiguous exchange, the lazy and charming countess lay in Lynn's arms with great satisfaction. This lady is no different from a little girl at certain times. She especially likes to be hugged when making out, lying on Lynn's chest listening to her heartbeat.

Whenever this time, she will be very emotional and sensitive.

"My dear little man, if you are so foolish, how am I going to ride a horse?" Sticky, wanting to ride a horse is obviously a torment, the coquettish countess raised her hand and grabbed Lynn's platinum gold Short hair, don't give up too much force, when you touch it, it becomes a touch.

The caring and tolerant of the charming mature woman is often revealed in the small movements, which is also her weakness.

"Do you want me to say sorry?"

Lynn teased casually, and as expected, he received Amiste's coquettish glare, accusing Lynn of daring to make fun of her about this, and when she recovered, he had to let him see what a mature woman has to offer.

The two embraced each other, enjoying the beautiful breath.

Suddenly, Mr. Xiao felt a lot more relaxed, probably because he was physically and mentally happy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ On the contrary, he didn't care so much about many things.

"Are you in a better mood now? The little villain who bullied the countess wantonly." Amiste stretched out her dexterous tongue and licked Lynn's collarbone. She was able to notice the subtleness and unnaturalness in Lynn's mood today, as if something was bothering her. Things were bothering him, so he invited him to make out.

After all, being able to play with Stim's most beautiful rose, the dream lover of the entire southern man, and the noble and stunning countess, is definitely a good outlet for men.

"Well, much better."

The countess rubbed Lynn's neck again. She kindly didn't ask him what was bothering him. With the tacit understanding between the two, if Lynn had something to say, she would naturally say it. If she doesn't want to say anything, she also respects her little lover and won't embarrass him.

Lynn held the countess and thought for a while before speaking slowly.

"Yesterday, there was a telegram from Stim."

"I've seen it, and it seems that the precinct you are in has set the tone for development. When you collect the potion formula of Sequence 7, you can be the leader yourself. This is your cornerstone leading to the headquarters of the Suppression Bureau. "Amiste couldn't help but smile, she was very curious what the five-member committee was going to do when Lynn entered the headquarters with a powerful branch.

Anyway, it is impossible for her to let her little man be wronged.

"If I can, I don't want to be the chief of the bureau." Lynn couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Hearing this, Amiste couldn't help but be a little more serious. She sat upright in Lynn's arms. The most intuitive feeling was that after the beautiful woman sat upright, the towering and fat squeeze made Lynn's top face backward. bend.

"Then what do you want?"

The countess subconsciously revealed a hint of the solemn aura of a lady, making her awe-inspiring and inviolable.