The Defeated Dragon

When holding Ronasa and riding a dragon horse along the coastline slowly to enjoy the sunset, Liszt must admit that he does not know what to do next.

The intention was to help Levi's, to give Rona Sa a good impression, so that she would no longer marry her sister to pursue freedom, and marry Levi's.

But after the horse lost his forefoot, the two took a ride together.

The contact between the chest and the back, and the fact that the setting sun sets into the sea, is so beautiful, and the atmosphere has become unconscious. He felt the slight vibration of the petite body in his arms, and even heard the acceleration of her heartbeat, as well as the increasingly heavy gasp.

Daddy, like a heart, Liszt gently moved her shoulder.

She obediently passed over the upper body, her neck turned back and closed her eyes. Liszt looked up at the upper body and looked at her long lashes. She didn't have any politeness. Her hands hugged her slender waist and pulled her into her arms. Then she kissed the two ruddy kisses.

suck.

Entangled.

Feeling awkward in this position, he suddenly separated the lips and lips that were kissing, quickly picked up Ronasha and placed her on the horseback.

"Ah...hey..." Ronasha hadn't had time to exclaim, and half of the sound was blocked in her mouth, and she could only make a soft snoring with her nose.

A warm kiss is like practicing a difficult piano. You must use all your strength to cater to it. There is no thought in your mind. Only the body gives back, there is a warm touch, and it is constantly moving away through the clothes, and it is hard to resist and want to resist.

Lost in the enjoyment of primitive nature.

With the red sun, try to stretch the shadows of the two.

......

far away.

The two nobles gathered together from the knights, and saw the smashed figure, no one dared to come closer, just silently, pulling his horse to find grass to eat.

Xavier cow dung patted the shoulders of Philip Wool, whispered: "The Lord is too powerful."

"What?" Philip is somewhat unclear.

Xavier replied: "Of course it is charm, and the charm of the lord of the Lord is unmatched."

"Yes, Xavier, you are right. Everyone in the town of flowers respects and loves the lord. He is the son of glory, and the glory of the knight who is on him is as bright as the sun."

"I don't want to say this in terms of amount."

Philip said: "Yes, what are you talking about?"

"You haven't seen it, what is the Lord Lord doing?" Xavier said in a fuss. "Who is that, is the noble lady of the golden wheat family, she is as unattainable as the stars in the sky." But now, she is enjoying the enthusiasm in the arms of our lord."

"This is normal." Philip looked at the seaside in the distance. Liszt and Rona Sa had already left the horse and walked hand in hand between the rocks. "The lord is like the sun, and the lady of the golden wheat family is like a star. The sun and the stars are not taken for granted."

"amount……"

Xavier suddenly felt that Philip had made a lot of sense and he was speechless.

He would like to say that this should be a very surprising thing! The lord of his own is only a small country baron, but the other is a lady of the golden wheat family, destined to be the lady of the great aristocratic lady. The result only took half a day, and it fell into the hands of the lord.

However, once again, the future of the lord of the Lord is bound to be embarrassing, and his identity is equally noble. Why can't he kiss the lady of the Golden Wheat Family?

When I saw the departure of the Fortress of Changchun, a young lady of the countess arranged the collar for the lord of the Lord.

I have also seen the very powerful and beautiful maidry, looking at the Lord's adult, the deep love in his eyes.

From being chosen as a knight from the knight, he felt that the lord of the lord would shine like a glory, and he was also convinced that following the lord of the lord could gain a lot of glory.

and so.

Look at the aristocratic men and women who walked hand in the rocky beach, how to see how harmonious, as if it is taken for granted: "The Lord of the Lord should be like this."

suddenly.

He remembered the female mercenary Parisis: "Fortunately, she did not follow, otherwise she would see the lord and the lady of the Golden Wheat family, I am afraid that the heart will split. However, a mercenary, she should be able to understand, The lord of the Lord is not a person of her status."

Aristocrats, civilians, and the level of identity are engraved in everyone's mind.

Without experiencing a mighty liberation of ideological movement, it will never be able to erase such a shackle of thought. Only Liszt, who should have set off the banner of reform, has become corrupted as a member of the nobility. There is no time for reform.

......

The setting sun finally sank into the sea, leaving only a faint afterglow, leaving a trace of brightness.

Pulling Rona Sa’s hand and watching the excited smile of the sixteen-year-old girl, he didn’t even smile and smiled: “Dear, it’s time to go back.”

"Yeah." Ronasha jumped from a stone and rushed to Liszt, holding one of his arms, as if to hang on him, leaning his head, his eyes wide open, "but I still don't want to go back."

Liszt bowed his head and kissed the coveted red lips again.

The girl had already passed the initial oysters, her hands removed from her arms, hugged his neck upwards, picked up his toes, and began to respond forcefully to Liszt’s kiss. Her height is about one meter and a half, and she looks a little short in front of Liszt, who is more than one meter eighty-five.

Split the opening.

To calm down the emotions, Liszt loosened his hands in the upper reaches of Rona Sa, and took her little hand again, repeating it again: "It's time to go back."

"Yeah." Rona Sa, who got a kiss, didn't scatter a little temper, nodded docilely.

A whistle.

The dragon grazing in the distance flew over, and Liszt supported Rona Sa’s waist and sent her up, and then turned it over again.

Hold the girl's waist and let the horse run.

When I rushed back to the Fort Tulip, the sky was already dark. I said the playful words in the moonlight and stopped at the gate of the castle. Putting Rona Sa on the back, Liszt didn't take her hand anymore. This is not the moment of passion and indulgence after the break of the ball. It needs to take into account the aristocratic restraint.

"Is that shame?" Rona Sa saw a huge dog and shouted.

"Yes, do you want to touch it?" Liszt waved his hand, and Shakessen shook his tail close, letting Ronasa touch its black and bright fur.

Yu Guang seems to see a window on the first floor of the castle, his own guard, Paris, and probes back and shrinks.

He didn't care, just smiled and said to Rona Sa: "Shakesson is probably a year old, and I was lucky enough to meet it when I was young."

"I have never seen such a docile intermediate Warcraft, Liszt, will you ride it on the battlefield?"

"Of course, it will be my partner to fight side by side."

Rona Sutton looked at him with big eyes, bright and flashing: "Your future is great, I hope that in the near future, you will see more glory."

"There will be such a day." Liszt nodded. "Let's go, Grandpa Louis has stood at the door waiting for us."