Another month has passed. Recently, Sister Feng is in a bad state. I was worried but dared not disturb me. So I practiced swordsmanship hard in my idleness. When I was free, I went to the tavern to drink.
It's strange that every time I go to that tavern, I meet the old beggar that day, and I'm begging for wine.
Oh shit!
Thanks to my kind heart and feeling depressed recently, I really need a drinker to drink together in order to relieve my boredom. So after a month, I and the old beggar were drunk and dreaming, and they felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
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In fact, for the past year, I have been worried and bound in my heart. The lingering and unavoidable shadow has always been buried deep in my heart.
I don't know why, since I met Sister Feng, I have changed. It is difficult to regain my wild and carefree mentality of the thief. I just feel that I am restrained everywhere and fight in everything, for fear of doing something extraordinary, which will damage Sister Feng's reputation, and even more afraid of annoying the goddess in my mind and causing her to ignore me from now on. Wouldn't that be a big bad thing
Alas, looking back on the past, I was flirting with Vivian, raped Artina, and played Catherine, and jumped into the flowers. Only I was betrayed by Qingqing, and never betrayed by Qingqing. How free and unscrupulous it was that I was so generous, so unscrupulous, and so generous.
But at this moment, God was trying to interfere with me, but I met such a woman, and she was so beautiful, so dignified, and so perfect. Alas, how could such a woman not let me be attracted to me?
And what's even more deadly is that there is a world of separation between Sister Feng and me.
Sister Feng is a famous talented woman in the mainland. She is astronomy, geography, magic, military and politics, and knows everything. As for me, except for the big cock under my crotch, all other knowledge is nonsense.
Sister Feng was young and promising. At the age of twelve, she became the prime minister of Alves, and implemented reforms in Alves, eliminated the disadvantages, and did countless things that benefit the country and the people. She has a very good reputation among the people, and is an existence beyond the goddess. And as for me, if I think about it from another perspective, I can be considered a young and promising Ah! Before the age of twelve, the beautiful girls who were destroyed under my magic gun had exceeded 200. Moreover, I was still in the capital of Safani and established a princeling with some playboys. I traveled around brothels every day to seek the principle of thrusting and exploring the way of adultery. Therefore, as far as I was concerned, Ramzasbray, I also have a very good reputation in Safani. People respectfully called me a lewd prince, and a little bastard who should be sent by heaven.
Recently, it has been widely circulated among the people. Feng has the blood of the royal family in his body, because of the current Alves King Rufis
Samp has no descendants, so the future throne of Alves is likely to be inherited by Fenglai
Then, Sister Feng is likely to become the queen of Alves and the supreme above ten thousand people; and compared with her, my situation in this regard is even more embarrassing.
Compared with the rich and beautiful Alves, Safran is located in a bitter and cold place in the extreme north, a place with a large sesame seeds, and the land is barren, and there are many bandits. Alas! Although my mother is Queen of Safran, if I want to ascend the throne in the future, I have to nod my distant cousin. He has a large area of territory and a good army, which is a great threat to my throne. In addition, the orc dominance in the east of Safran is definitely a great obstacle to my future throne. To be honest, in the two hundred years since the founding of Safran, the highland orcs with strong bodies and fighting nature have never truly surrendered to the rule of our Sbray family.
If you mention appearance, it seems to be the only factor that can bring her closer to me.
Sister Feng's appearance is naturally a fairy-like and beautiful. Moreover, if she is lined up with her admirers, the length of the queue can be estimated to be all the way to the end of Tianyuan Demon in the far north. Although I have inherited some of the excellent traditions of my parents, I finally look like a man and a beast on the surface, but because I am notorious, most of the time, as long as I appear, the beauties are panicked and afraid to avoid it.
Think about it carefully, the gap between me and Sister Feng is so big that it is desperate
If I follow my previous style, when I meet a beautiful woman, I will first rape her body and then rape her heart, and then rape her body and mind, and finally feel satisfied, let alone responsibility and obligations. However, at this moment, if I apply this idea to Sister Feng, even if I only want to do it for such a short moment
Oh my God, I will feel hellish pain. The idea of Sister Feng is a great blasphemy and a nightmare sin.
Therefore, I dare not even think about this idea, let alone do it
So, what attitude should I use to face her next?
Alas, it's really confusing!
At this moment, I was almost obsessed with her, an obsession that I loved and feared.
I always think of her, her beautiful face, her graceful demeanor, and her ruby-like bright eyes. It is those that make me linger and make me linger. When I can't stand the sting of her dazzling light and want to escape, I will stop my steps hard, and then turn around and stay by her side obsessively.
Haha, the sad thief, now he is like a stupid fat moth, flapping his ugly wings, and step by step towards the dazzling sun. Without realizing that he is gradually trapped in the blazing flames...
It's still chasing
Every day I hold this mentality, drink a glass of stuffy wine, and then feel that everything is no longer important.
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The old beg sitting opposite the table is really a good wine friend
What is a good drinker? He just drinks until he drinks, and never talks much.
The old beggar in front of him didn't say much at all, so he was a very good drinker
Although his clothes were sloppy and his whole body was smelly, there were several deep knife marks on his vicissitudes of life. Based on this, it can be judged that he seemed to have come from the storm and waves in the past.
I couldn't help but be curious about him, so I asked him for his name
If possible, you can call me Old Shiang, sir...uh...uh...
He burped and said slowly, since the first time I invited him to drink, he has called me respectfully.
Hehe...Shi Ang...Hmm...Cough...Cough...Hmm, old guy, tell me...What did you do before? Why did you have a scar on your face?
I held a big wine glass and said drunkenly
Humph, sir, let me tell you, don’t look at what I am now... That... That is a bit ugly. When I was young, I was a knight and an excellent battlefield military advisor. I have won countless battles
The old beggar said proudly, then raised the wine glass and sucked it wildly. When he put down the wine glass, a bunch of beer foam was left on his gray beard.
You? Military advisor? Just you...haha...haha...
I laughed sarcastically and pointed at him and said: If you are an excellent military advisor, then... cough... cough cough... I... I am a great commander. Hehe, I want to lead my troops to conquer the whole world, become the king of the world, the master of all things... hahahaha...
As I said that, I also raised my glass and took a big sip
The old beggar listened to my mean sarcastic words, not only did he not angry, but he laughed slightly and nodded: Sir, there is nothing that is absolutely impossible in this world. Maybe... One day in the future, you will really become the king of the world and the master of all things... It is not clear that Ah!
Hahahaha, OK! OK! You said it well, I am the king of the world and the lord of all things! Come on, let’s drink it!
I held the glass with the old beggar, then raised the wine glass, then raised my neck, and was about to pour wine into my mouth, suddenly a slender hand reached out to the point where I firmly grasped the palm of my cup of wine, so that my glass of wine could not be poured down
I smelled a faint fragrance that was inconsistent with the dirt and lustful atmosphere of the tavern. I was sober that I turned around and saw Vivian's delicate melon-shaped face, his pair of resentment and anger, and his cherry red mouth.
Today she was wearing a dark yellow lady's skirt, and she looked more beautiful and charming, but I was drunk and had no thoughts on it.
Hum? Vivian, why are you here... Come, An An, have a drink with your brother... Cough cough... Cough cough...
I hugged Vivian's slender waist, laughed, and the dirty alcohol smell was sprayed on the poor little beauty's face.
Brother Zaza, you cough again, you...you can't drink anymore
Vivian said anxiously, snatched the wine glass from my hand and placed it on the table, then held my shoulder, helped me up, and said: Let's go, Brother Zaza, let's go back
No, let me go, I'm not drunk, I...I still want to drink!
I pulled Vivian's arm and shouted
Brother Zaza, don't...you can't drink anymore...
Vivian tightly clamped my waist. Seeing that I couldn't help but shouted: Aunt Mi, Aunt Mi, come quickly... Come quickly Ah!
The two were still twisting and tying. A middle-aged woman wearing a white skirt and thin silver armor was silently waving in the tavern. She had furry fox ears and thin white hair on the back of her hands, but she was a very beautiful fox woman.
Ramza, you...you're doing it again, aren't you?
The fox girl jumped over and grabbed my arm. She was angry and looked angry. She looked angry and beautiful.
Well, Aunt Mi, is it you? You... don't worry about me, let me... drink!
I struggled and shouted
Alas, you kid...
The beautiful fox girl sighed lightly, and she used her slender arms to lift me up, hugged her horizontally and dragged her out the house.
There was already a collection of idle people in the tavern. At this moment, two top beauties suddenly appeared, and a drunk boy was forced to carry out. This scene caused noise, laughter, cursing, whistles one after another, and chaos everywhere
Let me go! Let me go!
I shouted loudly. Before leaving the door, I saw that the old beggar was still drinking happily at the wine table, and he still shouted to me: Sir, let's go slowly, let's drink again next time
Seeing that I was being carried away from the tavern by Aunt Mi, the situation was over, I had to say to the old beggar: OK, Old Lyon, let's... utter... let's... drink... next time... utter...
Before he finished speaking, he vomited everywhere, and then the annoyed Aunt Mi took her out of the pub gate
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I lay in the car in a daze, feeling myself lying in Aunt Mi’s warm arms, and my head was even more covered with a robe, pillowing her unique, soft but extremely elastic ball-like breasts. In my nostrils, I also smelled the faint and sexy scent of the fox girl that was emitting all over her body. It was my favorite fragrance when I was a child...
For a moment, I just felt safe and comfortable
Another cold little hand stroked my forehead, and then, Vivian's angering voice was heard in his ears: Humph! Brother Zaza is so angry that he vomited Aunt Mi, which made the aunt have to take off her coat and armor......
Hearing Aunt Mi's voice again, he said: Actually... this is nothing, it's just... Ramza's child drinks so much wine, but I don't know if his body can stand it or not.
As she said that she seemed to stretch out her soft and caress her cheek.
Vivian said: It's very strange! I don't know what Brother Zaza is thinking recently, but he always sneaks out to drink. It's really worrying.
Aunt Mi said: Although Ramza seems to like being naughty and simple on the surface, he is actually very scheming and has some thoughts that others cannot understand if they do not observe carefully.
As he said that, Aunt Mi sighed and said to Vivian: An An, you will be patient and considerate of His Highness Ramza in the future. Over time, you will understand some things slowly...
Vivian was silent for a while before he said softly
It's strange that every time I go to that tavern, I meet the old beggar that day, and I'm begging for wine.
Oh shit!
Thanks to my kind heart and feeling depressed recently, I really need a drinker to drink together in order to relieve my boredom. So after a month, I and the old beggar were drunk and dreaming, and they felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
--------------------
In fact, for the past year, I have been worried and bound in my heart. The lingering and unavoidable shadow has always been buried deep in my heart.
I don't know why, since I met Sister Feng, I have changed. It is difficult to regain my wild and carefree mentality of the thief. I just feel that I am restrained everywhere and fight in everything, for fear of doing something extraordinary, which will damage Sister Feng's reputation, and even more afraid of annoying the goddess in my mind and causing her to ignore me from now on. Wouldn't that be a big bad thing
Alas, looking back on the past, I was flirting with Vivian, raped Artina, and played Catherine, and jumped into the flowers. Only I was betrayed by Qingqing, and never betrayed by Qingqing. How free and unscrupulous it was that I was so generous, so unscrupulous, and so generous.
But at this moment, God was trying to interfere with me, but I met such a woman, and she was so beautiful, so dignified, and so perfect. Alas, how could such a woman not let me be attracted to me?
And what's even more deadly is that there is a world of separation between Sister Feng and me.
Sister Feng is a famous talented woman in the mainland. She is astronomy, geography, magic, military and politics, and knows everything. As for me, except for the big cock under my crotch, all other knowledge is nonsense.
Sister Feng was young and promising. At the age of twelve, she became the prime minister of Alves, and implemented reforms in Alves, eliminated the disadvantages, and did countless things that benefit the country and the people. She has a very good reputation among the people, and is an existence beyond the goddess. And as for me, if I think about it from another perspective, I can be considered a young and promising Ah! Before the age of twelve, the beautiful girls who were destroyed under my magic gun had exceeded 200. Moreover, I was still in the capital of Safani and established a princeling with some playboys. I traveled around brothels every day to seek the principle of thrusting and exploring the way of adultery. Therefore, as far as I was concerned, Ramzasbray, I also have a very good reputation in Safani. People respectfully called me a lewd prince, and a little bastard who should be sent by heaven.
Recently, it has been widely circulated among the people. Feng has the blood of the royal family in his body, because of the current Alves King Rufis
Samp has no descendants, so the future throne of Alves is likely to be inherited by Fenglai
Then, Sister Feng is likely to become the queen of Alves and the supreme above ten thousand people; and compared with her, my situation in this regard is even more embarrassing.
Compared with the rich and beautiful Alves, Safran is located in a bitter and cold place in the extreme north, a place with a large sesame seeds, and the land is barren, and there are many bandits. Alas! Although my mother is Queen of Safran, if I want to ascend the throne in the future, I have to nod my distant cousin. He has a large area of territory and a good army, which is a great threat to my throne. In addition, the orc dominance in the east of Safran is definitely a great obstacle to my future throne. To be honest, in the two hundred years since the founding of Safran, the highland orcs with strong bodies and fighting nature have never truly surrendered to the rule of our Sbray family.
If you mention appearance, it seems to be the only factor that can bring her closer to me.
Sister Feng's appearance is naturally a fairy-like and beautiful. Moreover, if she is lined up with her admirers, the length of the queue can be estimated to be all the way to the end of Tianyuan Demon in the far north. Although I have inherited some of the excellent traditions of my parents, I finally look like a man and a beast on the surface, but because I am notorious, most of the time, as long as I appear, the beauties are panicked and afraid to avoid it.
Think about it carefully, the gap between me and Sister Feng is so big that it is desperate
If I follow my previous style, when I meet a beautiful woman, I will first rape her body and then rape her heart, and then rape her body and mind, and finally feel satisfied, let alone responsibility and obligations. However, at this moment, if I apply this idea to Sister Feng, even if I only want to do it for such a short moment
Oh my God, I will feel hellish pain. The idea of Sister Feng is a great blasphemy and a nightmare sin.
Therefore, I dare not even think about this idea, let alone do it
So, what attitude should I use to face her next?
Alas, it's really confusing!
At this moment, I was almost obsessed with her, an obsession that I loved and feared.
I always think of her, her beautiful face, her graceful demeanor, and her ruby-like bright eyes. It is those that make me linger and make me linger. When I can't stand the sting of her dazzling light and want to escape, I will stop my steps hard, and then turn around and stay by her side obsessively.
Haha, the sad thief, now he is like a stupid fat moth, flapping his ugly wings, and step by step towards the dazzling sun. Without realizing that he is gradually trapped in the blazing flames...
It's still chasing
Every day I hold this mentality, drink a glass of stuffy wine, and then feel that everything is no longer important.
--------------------
The old beg sitting opposite the table is really a good wine friend
What is a good drinker? He just drinks until he drinks, and never talks much.
The old beggar in front of him didn't say much at all, so he was a very good drinker
Although his clothes were sloppy and his whole body was smelly, there were several deep knife marks on his vicissitudes of life. Based on this, it can be judged that he seemed to have come from the storm and waves in the past.
I couldn't help but be curious about him, so I asked him for his name
If possible, you can call me Old Shiang, sir...uh...uh...
He burped and said slowly, since the first time I invited him to drink, he has called me respectfully.
Hehe...Shi Ang...Hmm...Cough...Cough...Hmm, old guy, tell me...What did you do before? Why did you have a scar on your face?
I held a big wine glass and said drunkenly
Humph, sir, let me tell you, don’t look at what I am now... That... That is a bit ugly. When I was young, I was a knight and an excellent battlefield military advisor. I have won countless battles
The old beggar said proudly, then raised the wine glass and sucked it wildly. When he put down the wine glass, a bunch of beer foam was left on his gray beard.
You? Military advisor? Just you...haha...haha...
I laughed sarcastically and pointed at him and said: If you are an excellent military advisor, then... cough... cough cough... I... I am a great commander. Hehe, I want to lead my troops to conquer the whole world, become the king of the world, the master of all things... hahahaha...
As I said that, I also raised my glass and took a big sip
The old beggar listened to my mean sarcastic words, not only did he not angry, but he laughed slightly and nodded: Sir, there is nothing that is absolutely impossible in this world. Maybe... One day in the future, you will really become the king of the world and the master of all things... It is not clear that Ah!
Hahahaha, OK! OK! You said it well, I am the king of the world and the lord of all things! Come on, let’s drink it!
I held the glass with the old beggar, then raised the wine glass, then raised my neck, and was about to pour wine into my mouth, suddenly a slender hand reached out to the point where I firmly grasped the palm of my cup of wine, so that my glass of wine could not be poured down
I smelled a faint fragrance that was inconsistent with the dirt and lustful atmosphere of the tavern. I was sober that I turned around and saw Vivian's delicate melon-shaped face, his pair of resentment and anger, and his cherry red mouth.
Today she was wearing a dark yellow lady's skirt, and she looked more beautiful and charming, but I was drunk and had no thoughts on it.
Hum? Vivian, why are you here... Come, An An, have a drink with your brother... Cough cough... Cough cough...
I hugged Vivian's slender waist, laughed, and the dirty alcohol smell was sprayed on the poor little beauty's face.
Brother Zaza, you cough again, you...you can't drink anymore
Vivian said anxiously, snatched the wine glass from my hand and placed it on the table, then held my shoulder, helped me up, and said: Let's go, Brother Zaza, let's go back
No, let me go, I'm not drunk, I...I still want to drink!
I pulled Vivian's arm and shouted
Brother Zaza, don't...you can't drink anymore...
Vivian tightly clamped my waist. Seeing that I couldn't help but shouted: Aunt Mi, Aunt Mi, come quickly... Come quickly Ah!
The two were still twisting and tying. A middle-aged woman wearing a white skirt and thin silver armor was silently waving in the tavern. She had furry fox ears and thin white hair on the back of her hands, but she was a very beautiful fox woman.
Ramza, you...you're doing it again, aren't you?
The fox girl jumped over and grabbed my arm. She was angry and looked angry. She looked angry and beautiful.
Well, Aunt Mi, is it you? You... don't worry about me, let me... drink!
I struggled and shouted
Alas, you kid...
The beautiful fox girl sighed lightly, and she used her slender arms to lift me up, hugged her horizontally and dragged her out the house.
There was already a collection of idle people in the tavern. At this moment, two top beauties suddenly appeared, and a drunk boy was forced to carry out. This scene caused noise, laughter, cursing, whistles one after another, and chaos everywhere
Let me go! Let me go!
I shouted loudly. Before leaving the door, I saw that the old beggar was still drinking happily at the wine table, and he still shouted to me: Sir, let's go slowly, let's drink again next time
Seeing that I was being carried away from the tavern by Aunt Mi, the situation was over, I had to say to the old beggar: OK, Old Lyon, let's... utter... let's... drink... next time... utter...
Before he finished speaking, he vomited everywhere, and then the annoyed Aunt Mi took her out of the pub gate
--------------------
I lay in the car in a daze, feeling myself lying in Aunt Mi’s warm arms, and my head was even more covered with a robe, pillowing her unique, soft but extremely elastic ball-like breasts. In my nostrils, I also smelled the faint and sexy scent of the fox girl that was emitting all over her body. It was my favorite fragrance when I was a child...
For a moment, I just felt safe and comfortable
Another cold little hand stroked my forehead, and then, Vivian's angering voice was heard in his ears: Humph! Brother Zaza is so angry that he vomited Aunt Mi, which made the aunt have to take off her coat and armor......
Hearing Aunt Mi's voice again, he said: Actually... this is nothing, it's just... Ramza's child drinks so much wine, but I don't know if his body can stand it or not.
As she said that she seemed to stretch out her soft and caress her cheek.
Vivian said: It's very strange! I don't know what Brother Zaza is thinking recently, but he always sneaks out to drink. It's really worrying.
Aunt Mi said: Although Ramza seems to like being naughty and simple on the surface, he is actually very scheming and has some thoughts that others cannot understand if they do not observe carefully.
As he said that, Aunt Mi sighed and said to Vivian: An An, you will be patient and considerate of His Highness Ramza in the future. Over time, you will understand some things slowly...
Vivian was silent for a while before he said softly
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