Master of Marvel World

　　 squeak——

　　 The sound of the zipper being pulled down.

　　 Shen He turned around abruptly, and the zipper of Joan of Arc's sportswear had just been pulled down halfway.

　　 "First, don't...look here..."

　　 Jeanne whispered in a trembling voice, the courage he had gathered up collapsed directly under Shen He's eyes, and the zippered hands stopped there.

　　 But even if she said that, Shen He couldn't look away at all.

　　 The Joan in front of him is no longer a word for "beauty".

The silver-white moonlight wrapped around her body, from the neck to the half-dissolved black sportswear, every exposed skin licked the moonlight, exuding an incomparably seductive breath, and wrapped in a bikini with a perfect body curve. , It turned out to be a pattern with black lace edges, plus that fascinating blushing air, just a glance made Shen He feel like a soul out of his body, suffering an unspeakable impact.

　　 "Gu, Master..."

　　 Joan is almost ashamed to cry.

　　 is obviously just a swimsuit. Why is it so strange to be seen in the process of undressing, and the whole body feels like a fire.

　　 "Hug, sorry..." Shen He responded subconsciously.

　　 But he himself didn't know what he apologized for, he just opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to keep this scene in his mind forever.

　　 Joan showed a face of embarrassment, closed her eyes as if she agreed to her fate, and took off her sports clothes at a speed that was almost a phantom.

　　 Until she was only left with a black-style swimsuit, the small piece of cloth gave her a long sigh of relief.

　　 "Jane, Joan, this is..."

　　 Shen He still couldn't get over.

The perfect body displayed in front of him, although there is no extreme temptation just half-concealed, but from the elastic curve, the slender waist with a full grip, to the slender and straight legs, the exquisite jade feet, there is nothing in the body. Without revealing the beauty of ingenious workmanship, this is an area that humans cannot reach anyway.

　　 "It's a swimsuit, I bought it today."

　　 Jeanne drew her fingers behind her back, and stood in front of Shen He, raising her beautiful face to look at him.

Although 　　 still has an attractive blush on her face, her shame has been reduced a lot. After all, she is just a swimsuit.

　　 Shen He was stunned for a while before he realized what he should do at this time.

　　 He gave a thumbs up, and exclaimed sincerely, "It's very beautiful, and my expectations have been met ten thousand percent, Jeanne."

　　 "It's too exaggerated."

　　 Jeanne's eyes are bent into a beautiful crescent shape, and the smile that rises at the corner of her mouth can be seen.

Stepping on her bare feet, she walked to the edge of the reef, leaned down and sat on the beach, letting the waves slap her feet one after another, looking from the back, moonlight was shining on her long golden hair and smooth back. Covered with a soft light.

　　 At this moment, Shen He felt that she was like a fairy who did not exist in reality.

　　 "Master?"

　　 Jeanne turned her head slightly to look at him.

"Oh."

　　 Shen He subconsciously responded, and walked over to sit next to Jeanne.

　　 still keeps her gaze on Jeanne, only to find that she is looking at the waves below, seeming to be in a daze.

"what are you thinking about?"

"I do not know......"

　　 Joan struck her braid with her hands, she didn't look at Shen He, as if she was talking to herself.

"In the afternoon, the master said that he did not regard me as a saint, I am very happy, really, because whether I want it or not, that I am a saint is an unchangeable fact, so I have been working hard to do it What the saint should do, treat everyone equally...until he is summoned by the master, everything becomes different."

　　 At the beginning, Joan did not realize the difference between this summoning, as long as he stayed with the master and served as a follower.

　　 But since she was told "You can be yourself" in Master's room last night, she finally realized that this is completely different.

　　 The girl whose life will always be fixed at the age of nineteen will begin to pass the twenty-first, twenty-first...or even longer, so long that she can't even think of it as extravagant.

"Jan of Arc, did you do this for me because of this?" Shen He was a little disappointed, but soon relieved, "I don't know if you can let go of the burden of the word saint, but Even if you can only put aside a little bit and enjoy yourself, it will make me feel that it makes sense for me to come into this strange world."

　　 Getting along between people, sometimes, giving is more satisfying than gain.

　　 What's more, Shen He thought that he had already harvested enough, so that was enough.

　　 "No—it's not like that."

　　 Jeanne suddenly turned his head, holding Shen He's palms tightly with both hands, his figure reflected in the lavender pupils.

"What really makes me feel like dreamlike luck is not being able to stay here as Joan of Arc instead of a saint, but for a long time in the future, being able to stay with the master like now. This is the answer my heart told me."

Even if we only get along for just over a month, Joan has enough knowledge about Shen He~www.NovelMTL.com~ Before he came to such a strange world, he was just an ordinary human, but he has mastered extraordinary After the power, not only did not get lost in the power, but also resolutely used this power to provoke the responsibility of guarding human rights.

　　Perhaps he himself didn't realize that this figure that stands in front of the crisis and gives infinite confidence to the people behind him is already dazzling like a hero.

　　 Not to mention the kind of heartfelt care and understanding for people close to you.

　　 "Jan of Arc, that, why do you say that?"

　　 Shen He tried to open his somewhat stiff mouth, and suddenly he felt completely unpredictable what would happen next.

　　 Jeanne showed a subtle expression that she could not tell whether she was shy or nervous. She held Shen He's palms with her hands and raised them in front of her, as if she had made up her mind:

"I don't know whether my feelings towards the master are gratitude or admiration, but-I want to try it. Love is a feeling that shouldn't belong to the heroic spirit, nor should it belong to the saint. , Can you? Master."

　　 "......"

　　 Shen He, who finally understood the meaning of Joan's words, was swallowed by a huge surprise.

He is very clear that everyone he summons is not just a role that can be interpreted by the hundreds of words in the original "personality". They have their own eyes, their own thoughts, and their own wisdom to identify people's hearts. , Imitating the disgusting behavior of the original male protagonist deliberately will only eat the consequences.

　　 If Joan of Arc would fall in love with him, then she would fall in love with this man named Shen He.

　　 He stretched out his hand, took Joan's soft waist, let her head lightly leaned on his shoulder, greedily enjoying this new relationship that belonged to him.