The queen's eyes fluttered: "Of course, our dragon clan has clear grievances. www.biquge.info It's one thing to save me, it's another to help the dragons set up an ambush to kill Nesario. The reward, of course, is points!

Alexstaza's word-by-word emphasis is really unique.

Duke was going crazy with fun.

Saving the queen is already a reward for eternal life, so how rich should the reward for killing the dragon's great traitor Deathwing?

If it weren't for the image, Duke would definitely be drooling right now.

Seeing that Duke looked like he wanted to pounce on him and kiss him, Alexstasza pretended to be disgusted: "Hmph! I just wanted to kiss you hot, but I looked unwilling." I still want to come over, no way!"

As soon as he raised his hand, Duke flew out like a cloud, and fell into a mess.

This is obviously the end of the queen's deliberate stay.

"Your Majesty, can you be so stingy?" said Duke, bitterly.

"I just like it, I don't accept to fight!" Her Majesty proudly straightened her chest and abdomen, and suddenly released an ultra-high temperature fireball in her right hand, looking like she had the ability to fight a pain.

Looking at the arc of the queen's proud chest, Duke shamelessly coaxed, raised his hands, and looked like he had surrendered.

You've got big breasts, you've won!

"Huh, the courage to punch Nesario in the face?" the queen looked unforgiving.

"You're not an enemy......"

If I really beat you, then my welfare will be gone.

"Hmph, you're interested! Malygos got tired of Nesario's head, and we'll let you know. With that, the queen turned into a flash of red lightning and flew away.

"Whew-isn't it true that all strong women have a bad temper? I'm tired ......" sent away the Red Dragon Queen, and her brain, which had finally sobered up, became a little groggy again because of alcohol.

Duke threw himself on the bed, sniffing the Queen's body fragrance and the dragon's ......

"Roar—"

It's a direct blow from the heart.

"I'm rubbing!" said Duke, who bounced out of bed.

"Giggles!" came the coquettish laughter of a wicked dragon queen in the distance.

This time, she was really gone.

"Your sister, don't let people live!" In the system inspection, Duke's bed was judged to be 'Alexstaza's trap (24 hours)!'

Duke's eyelids jumped.

A burst of alcohol came up again, and his eyelids changed from frantic to fighting mode.

Duke didn't bother to go out to change rooms, so he casually fell asleep on the recliner.

In the confusion, it seemed that someone was rubbing his body.

The sound of familiar footsteps, the familiar smell, Duke's drowsy head couldn't tell who it was, but he was sure that it must be someone next to him.

That's a very natural sense of security.

Huh?

In the haze, I only felt that the other party seemed to have covered himself with a quilt.

Duke grabbed her with one hand and pulled her into his arms.

Well, the familiar scent of hair, a very pleasant feeling.

Wen Resa still seems to blame him for throwing up a tree and refusing to come.

But Duke has a big move: "Honey, don't let me sleep alone on Triumphant Night." ”

Without much consciousness, Duke leaned sideways like this, hugging the jade man in his arms like an otaku with a pillow. Wen Resa really deserved to be a wife, and she immediately gave up the struggle obediently.

Just the right body temperature gives Duke a very comfortable feeling.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Duke slept to death.

In the dream, Duke lived a happy life.

He became the king of children.

Punch the Dark City Kindergarten and step on the Thunder Cliff preschool.

A set of "Oh La Ola, Ola!" Beidou Duke punches the invincible opponent all over the world.

Then he went to the Temple of Dragon Sleep and beat the head of Alexstaza's eldest sister who dared to provoke him before.

Huh, hah, hee!

A horse step forward with a left hook and a right hook, and the dragon girl who provokes my Duke is in danger!

Duke knocked the Red Dragon Queen to the ground with a few punches.

She fled, and Duke chased after her.

Catch up, and then, of course, it's the Fa-rectification on the spot.

Haha, isn't it the Dragon's Peak?

I'm rubbing!

I'm rubbing!

I pinch!

Hey?

Wait, something seems wrong?

The size is close, but it's so soft, and this is not the ballooth that a well-trained bodybuilder should have.

......

Duke's wine woke up.

In the darkness, he suddenly found that he was holding a female body.

But......

It was not the golden light of Aurelia that still shone brightly even in the dark night, nor the same shiny bright silver of Winresa, but the long black hair.

There is only one person around Duke who has hair like that......

Duke finally couldn't help but exclaim, a look of horror on his face.

"Illusia!?"

"Huh?" It was a kind of graceful murmur, and in the dark room, and then the faint light of the magic lamp that leaked in from outside the state guesthouse, a faint flush could be seen on the girl's side face, and there were two tears in the corners of her eyes, which I didn't know whether they were pain or panic.

However, Duke didn't realize until this moment that his own mage's hand had already firmly grasped the Dragon Peak (pseudo) in his dream, and then at some point, he had beaten someone with three armor breaks!

The girl's misty eyes seemed to have regained some clarity.

Illusia suddenly smiled: "Please don't blame yourself, it's my pleasure." A soft right hand gently caressed Duke's face, then pressed the back of Duke's head, and although she turned her back to Duke, she struggled to stretch her neck towards Duke's lips, the delicate red lips getting closer, closer and closer.

Duke could already clearly feel the other party's snort.

Duke resisted with all his might: "I...... Isn't that a bit bad. ”

The weak posture of the eldest lady of the Barov family contains unexpected persistence, the pair of slightly sad eyes, there is a feeling that people can't help but care, and there is a certain fiery heat in the weak voice: "It has nothing to do with power and status, this is just a slave of destiny's admiration for a strong man who grasps his fate." You can not love me, but you can't stop me from liking you and admiring you. ”

With that, Illusia slowly, slowly offered her red lips.

In a fanatical posture, in a posture as if a fanatic had consecrated himself to the gods in his heart, to his lips, or to his possessions.

Duke actually hopes that this moment is still inherited from Medivan's discipline.

He can smash the divine brilliance in a grand manner, show his discipline, and refuse to disappoint.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

It's been a long time since he's been in the dark. (To be continued.) )