Spirit Hotel

Smarr's vision gradually blurred, and the sound he heard was getting farther and farther, as if coming from another world. In the middle of the night, he felt his body lifted up into the air, as if floating in the clouds, the breeze blowing softly, and leaning slowly in a certain direction.

After a while, he flew away. He fell to the ground, but fell very gently.

"Ryan ..."

He heard a murmur of Jesse in his ear.

Simal opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he turned his tongue several times and couldn't find a place to pronounce it. Immediately afterwards, something soft penetrated in, playing with the tongue. My heart was tickling, as if a feather was pulsing.

The softness came quickly, and the quickness went, and the sudden emptiness in his mouth opened his mouth unpleasantly. He heard a voice chuckling in his ears, making him willing to sink into a chuckle.

"Ryan." The cries kept ringing in his ears.

Smar's chest was cold and his clothes were leaving his body in an orderly manner.

"Yeah ... west?" He raised his hand and grabbed it in the void. He felt his hands had been raised high, but in Jesse's eyes, he had not lifted more than three centimeters.

Jesse grabbed his hand, put it next to his mouth, and lightly pursed for a moment, "Is that also you in your dream?" The other hand flexed untied Smarr's clothes.

The snow-white and smooth body appeared in front of him.

His eyes grew deeper.

This wasn't the first time he saw Smal's body, but it was the most exciting time for him.

...

Lane.

His fingers stroked down his neck, stroking over and over.

Maybe it was itchy or maybe it was cold, and Smar twisted.

There was a smile in Jesse's eyes, and he leaned down, letting white hair fall on his chest, and then rubbed his legs slowly.

He knows his sensitive zone, and he knows how much force can best attract him.

really. It didn't take long before he noticed that Smal's body began to stand upright.

Jesse's fingers let go of his hands, and he turned to his side and peeled off his clothes with one hand, rubbing his fingers slowly over him.

A thousand years of abstinence made Smar's body extremely sensitive. Just a slight tease made him uncontrollably rough, and his legs were rubbing against each other.

Jesse's fingers kept on trying to fiddle.

The effect of alcohol brought Smar to an **** quickly.

Jesse let go of his hand, covering Smal's earlobe with his lips, biting bit by bit, and then slowly digging his fingers into the long-awaited world.

Small lifted his legs and split them subconsciously.

Jesse smiled with satisfaction, deepening his fingers. The fiery tightness made his belly more and more intense. As if trying to disperse the depression, his bite in the earlobe was slightly stronger.

"Um ..." Smar frowned in protest.

"It's still the same." Jesse suddenly rolled over his body.

Sumar suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Jesse whispered in his ear: "Even by despicable means, I want to have you again."

Smar's consciousness was a little clearer, "Jesse ..."

"The answer is correct." Jesse laughed as she let herself in the long-awaited world.

"Ah." Smal's head was raised slightly, his arms grabbed his arm naturally.

"None of this has changed ..." Jesse twitched slowly.

They have been unfamiliar for a thousand years, and now, obviously, more temptation is needed to fully adapt and become familiar with each other again.

"Ah ..." Smal's head turned to the side, buried deep in the pillow. Still unable to escape his palm?

He couldn't tell whether his current wave was upset or ashamed, but soon he didn't have the energy to divide, because Jesse swept him into the deeper and farther waves!

※※※

He didn't know how many times he had been demanded overnight, he only knew that when he woke up, his legs and waist were almost paralyzed.

The last time he was in this state was the first time.

He opened his eyes a slit and glanced sideways.

The pillows were empty and the room was empty.

...

He just ate and ran away like this?

Small's eyes widened incredibly. Every time before they finished, Jesse would seduce him to eat and taste deliciously, in order to get the next benefit. Or……

Bit by bit of memory cleared from the back of my mind last night.

-I wish you all the best.

——Even by despicable means, I want to have you again.

...

He said it once.

Own you again.

He resisted the soreness, got up, and ran to the door after getting dressed.

Elder Gul was standing in front of his house, saw him coming out, and smiled lovingly: "Oh, Lord Jesse has already told you? Are you ready?"

"What to prepare? What to say?" Smarr stared at him sternly, as if he dared to say something that didn't agree with him, and he would rush to strangle him.

Elder Gul turned a blind eye to the undisguised anger in his eyes, and said slowly: "Master Jesse asked me to take you to Crystal City today. Her Majesty Omedendo and Prince Loctini are waiting for you in Crystal City."

Smal's head was blown slowly by the breeze in the morning, and he thought slowly, "Yesi said so?"

"Of course." Elder Gul touched his ears. "Although I am old, I haven't reached the level of my ears."

Smarr said in silence, "I want to see Jesse."

"Well ..." Elder Gul hesitated.

"I want to see Jesse," Smal repeated stubbornly.

Elder Gul suddenly grinned. "Of course. The patriarch is in the medicine garden."

As soon as his words fell, Smarr limped towards the medicine garden.

Elder Gul looked at his back and smiled, shaking his head: "Really energetic young man."

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Today's medicine garden is exceptionally quiet.

Nikola and others were not there, only Jesse was squatting in front of the flower garden that Smar himself took care of and slowly planting orange flowers.

"Yesi!" Smal rushed in.

Jesse turned his head and looked at him quietly.

...

Suddenly dumb all the way. With such a calm, gaze, Smarel found himself coming ridiculously.

Didn't he just want to go back to the wizard world?

Was he anxious to flee from Jesse's identity?

Now that his wish is reached, shouldn't he rejoice?

Even if he was last night ... but this was not the first time this happened.

Moreover, when he left for the first time, he was obviously very chic. Obviously ... secretly vowed not to look back.

Smarr's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched tightly.

Jesse's gaze moved from his face to his fist, and he smiled, "Are you here to say goodbye to me?"

Smar's throat seemed to be blocked by seventeen or eight lumps of cotton, and his throat trembled up and down several times, but he still couldn't make a "hmm".

Jesse patted the dust on his body and stood up. "Actually, I have always wanted to say goodbye to you."

Smal looked up.

"Last time you walked in a hurry." Jesse's voice seemed to come from the clouds, misty and distant. "I really thought you were arrested by a robber, so I was so anxious. In fact, when I knew Your first reaction to being the three princes in the elven world is fortunate. Fortunately, you left by yourself, not because you cannot come back because of something. Fortunately, you want to escape from me, not that I have not protected you ...

Smal's head slowly lowered again.

Today's sun is too bright, so hot that he can't look straight.

"I've always been sorry that I didn't say goodbye to Ryan well." Jesse stood there, slowly spreading her arms, "So let's say goodbye well."

Smal looked straight at the ground.

Suddenly many drops of water fell on the ground.

Is it raining?

He thought blankly.

But the medicine garden is covered. How can rain fall here?

Jesse looked at the frozen Smarr, lowered his arms, and smiled, "Since saying goodbye to Ryan, then I should say now ... I'm glad to meet you, Smarr."

...

Is he Smar?

Do they only know each other?

So what he meant was ... Will there ever be any more Lane in this world?

Smaller breathed hard.

This should be a good thing. This shows that he can abandon the past and start over. Explaining that he finally came out of a shackle named 'Yesi'. Shows that he can break with the past and then pursue Antonio with peace of mind ...

Obviously such a good thing, but why ...

But his heart is so painful that he can't breathe?

"Smal ..." Jesse called softly.

Smarre remembers very well that he called the same way last night, but at that time the object he called was-Lane!

He turned abruptly and rushed towards him fiercely.

He was afraid that if he stayed for another minute, he would collapse.

He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid that he would collapse in front of that person and lose everything to even dignity!

※※※

The medicine garden was quiet for a long time.

Elder Gul walked in with his hands folded, "Do you really decide so?"

Jesse's smile slowly collapsed. The chicness just now disappeared.

"After leaving this time, you will have to find him again, I'm afraid it will be even harder. After all, fools like Mani are rare." Elder Gul reminded him in kind.

"I am the patriarch of the witch clan. Leading the witch clan to the elf world is not a rational choice for the clan."

Elder Gul said: "But watching your beloved leave his world is not a rational choice for a man."

Jesse turned and looked at the scenery outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling window for a long time before sighing: "This is the last way I love him."

For the first time, Smile couldn't hang on Elder Gul's face.

"I remember, I seem to ask you to send him back." Jesse said lightly.

"It's true, but when I came over, he didn't even look at me, so I thought. Maybe he wasn't so anxious." Elder Gul shrugged.

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But don't worry, Elder Gul still wants to send him back today.

On the way, Smarr remained silent.

Elder Gul sighed deeply in his heart: How many mines did the two enemies have to smash into the sky to get rid of the mess and obstacles in their minds?

Outside the Crystal City, Elder Gul, in order to ensure that his life was not damaged by the magic of the elven king, when he saw a group of sharp-eared elves coming out of the gate, he ordered the carriage to return to the witch quickly.

Omedendo and Loctini apparently did not pursue their thoughts. In their view, it was already a blessing to be able to win Smar back intact from the Witches. After all, what his little brother did that year is really not glorious.

"Small." Omedando looked at Small, who was a dumbfounded chicken, and Junmei's face was rarely worried. "Are you ok?"

Small stood still, not talking or looking up.

Loctini's eyes were suddenly murderous, "I heard that there are many ways in which the witchcraft's witchcraft can control people's hearts and make them puppets. Jesse shouldn't be ..."

Hearing suddenly when he heard Jesse's name.

All the elves were startled by the sadness on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Omedando frowned. Why does his expression look so much like ...

Smar looked at them for a long while, barely smiling, "I'm back."

...

Are you really back?

The idea came to Omedando and Loctini's minds at the same time.