lerbook Chapter 336
Chapter 336
[After changing the soul, I plan to change 'Irene' to 'woman'. She is too bad to be named the heroine. (┙＞∧＜)┙へ┻┻】
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I didn't expect things to turn out like this.
After all, the last second, Mark really felt that he was very satisfied with being sucked dry to death.
But now...he couldn't believe it, that was really the hand of the Imperial Master!
This touch, this softness...
It only makes people's hearts stop and their souls tremble.
Mark felt that thousands of gorgeous fireworks exploded in his head in an instant.
The dreamy and colorful scenery can no longer be described as beautiful. It is so exciting that I just want to curse!
"Yo~"
With a moan, the charming charm in the woman's eyes spread to her entire eyes.
She moved her wrist lightly and pinched slightly with her fingertips, "But after just a touch, the reaction is so big?
"You really want to give yourself to me so willingly? Are you really not afraid of death?"
"willing!"
Mark's whole body felt hot, and he swallowed several times in his throat, but he couldn't suppress the dry itching.
"Hahaha……"
The laughter was like the sound of a copper bell in a deep valley, filled with the utmost joy, echoing in the forging room.
Mark watched intently as the beloved in his heart, who was as noble as the bright moon, slowly leaned towards him.
The long burgundy hair fell on his chest, and the curly arc of the hair was like countless hooks, catching his heart.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ You're as good as a dog, what kind of reward do you want?"
"Reward?" Mark didn't expect it at all, and he stuttered, "Wha, what?"
"Well, it stands to reason that a lowly dwarf like you has no right to touch me."
The woman's tone was gentle, but her eyes were full of cat-and-mouse playfulness.
"But since you are so good, I will graciously satisfy you.
"Before, you deliberately deceived me and burned my skirt with flames. Did you want to see my body?"
With a playful smile on her red lips, the woman stood up and stood in front of Mark.
She raised her right hand, clicked it, and snapped her fingers.
The surrounding air surged, condensed into a blade, and slowly cut open the neckline of the satin dress.
The flames in the forge were not hot, but Mark felt that his whole body was burning.
Especially when looking at the air blade going down, the black satin silk split inch by inch, revealing skin as white as jade.
There was a soft "crash" sound, and the long skirt fell to the ground weightlessly.
The long and narrow fox eyes are curved into an extremely charming arc.
The woman approached with a playful smile, stepping on the man's heartstrings with every step.
"Come on, let me see how far you dwarves will go to satisfy your greed~"
"If it satisfies me..." She bent her slender little finger and hooked the edge of her underwear.
"How about I take it and let you see it all?"
how?How else? !
As for being humble, what’s so hard about it?
The Imperial Master is the bright moon in the sky, and he can only see it by looking up.
Now that the bright moon shines on the ditch, of course I want it!
"I would like to..."
Before the word "meaning" was uttered, Mark noticed something unusual.
Without the protection of the long skirt, how could a petite dark red heart grow out of the magic core of the Imperial Master's lower abdomen?
Starting from the heart, several dark lines extend to both sides, forming a pair of wings.
Hearts, black lines, wings...
Looking at the black lines that continued to spread, Mark's dark brown pupils suddenly shrank.
Succubus lines? !
Ancient books record that this is a tattoo exclusive to the flesh slaves of the God of Darkness.
No, it's impossible. How come there are succubus marks on the Master's body? !
The love in his heart was completely gone. Mark's whole body was tense, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He instantly realized the seriousness of the problem!
It's over, I did something wrong again!
He clearly discovered the anomalies of the Imperial Master, but he turned a blind eye to them because of his inner greed.
The National Master is the top magician in the Akhter Continent.
If she doesn't have enough magic power, there are so many ways to absorb it, so why should she be bloodthirsty and indulgent.
What's more, she obviously paid so much to save herself.
But now, he was living up to her efforts, and he was self-righteous and bent on death.
I didn't think about the National Preceptor at all. From the beginning to the end, I was just satisfying the dirty selfish desires in my heart.
"Why haven't you spoken for a long time?"
She walked over to Mark, raised her foot and stepped on the top of his thigh.
The smooth and delicate toes rubbed back and forth upwards as if teasingly.
"You're so honest with your body, and you're still trying to be tough with me. Aren't you afraid that I'll suddenly get angry?"
Tilting her head, the woman looked at Mark with a smile. Her charming eyes were deep and tender, but they did not carry any warmth.
"But you're lucky. I only feel fresh now, not angry."
"So~ I'll give you a chance." She moved her ankles and raised her jaw slightly to indicate:
"Lick the instep of my feet and learn a few dog barks to make me happy."
"..." After a moment of silence, Mark suddenly smiled.
He stretched out his hand, held his tender ankle, and rubbed it back and forth.
“Of course it’s easy to learn when a dog barks, but how do you want me to lick it, the Imperial Master?
"Do you like me to bend over, kneel down, or..."
Halfway through his words, the big hand that grabbed his ankle jerked forward.
The woman lost balance while standing on one foot and fell to the ground.
Before she could react, several scorching flames emerged from the ground.
They condensed into the shape of shackles, directly imprisoning her whole body to the ground.
The smile instantly froze on her face, and the woman screamed angrily:
"Mark Lauer, do you want to die? How dare you tie me up!"
"who are you?"
The previous obsession was completely gone, and Mark's eyes were completely cold at this time.
"Why are you, a filthy, bloodthirsty piece of trash, in the body of the Imperial Preceptor?"
"........."
The originally angry woman was stunned when she heard this. She raised her eyes and looked at Sean for a while, then smiled and said:
"Mark, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you? Of course I am your most beloved National Master."
She moved her wrist, pretending to be impatient, and said coquettishly:
"If you prefer bondage, just tell me no.
"Don't use the tempering fire to imprison me. The fire is so hot, it burns my skin and it hurts~"
"Hmph!" Mark snorted coldly, "Stop pretending, you are not a national master at all.
"What the Imperial Preceptor hates the most is that I am willful and self-willed.
"Even though I am extremely humble, she will never let me bark like a dog, let alone kneel down and lick her insteps."
Mark looked up and down at the half-dressed woman with cold eyes, endured the unwillingness and pain in his heart, and roared in a low voice:
"The Imperial Master will not touch me, she...she, she doesn't love me."
"Ouch~" Seeing that the matter was revealed, the woman was not angry, she smiled even sweeter,
"She doesn't love you, but I love you~ You've always wanted to try this body, right? Come on~ You're welcome~"