Now it is the turn of the rebellious warriors to sing the song of victory, and let the overthrown nobles howl under the sword of resistance. Naturally, the overthrown noble could no longer let her temper run wild. It was not up to her to decide what speed, strength, or where to pause and grind. From a calm and elegant aristocrat who sang and swayed slowly, Yora became a rose in full bloom in the wind and rain. From which direction the wind blew, and how hard it blew, she could not control it. She could only accept it passively. Her little feet and her plump plumpness were blown wildly like the roses in the wind and rain, and the raindrops hit the petals and made a fierce crackling sound. What Chen Huaian wants to do is not only to make the rose sway wildly, but also to crush it and squeeze out the sweet juice. With Youla's painstaking cooperation, after punching out the cold and delicious juice two or three times in a row, Chen Huaian also poured in his puree, and together they brewed a can of sweet wine. This fine wine was so good that Yula, who already loved drinking, swayed her legs, and the long moans in her throat kept coming like waves. After finishing brewing the wine and enjoying the aftertaste of the wine, Youla pushed Chen Huaian who was pressing on her, motioning for him to leave and get down, then turned around and lay on Chen Huaian's body. "As a noble, how can you let the common people oppress you?" "Common people?" Chen Huaian forcefully patted Youla's perky buttocks, "Do you want to be hammered again?"
"Hmph," Youla rubbed her cheek against Chen Huaian's shoulder tipsily, "Anyway, I have remembered the grudge just now, and you will have to pay it back in the future." Chen Huaian tightened his arms around Youla's slender waist, making her soft curves fit more closely into his strong lines, and said, "Revenge is always welcome." "Well..." Yula snorted through her nose. In short, she was extremely tired now. Obviously he didn't do anything, he just twisted his waist, or lay down and endured Chen Huaian's torture. It did feel that the energy consumed was far more tiring than going through a battle with a monster. No, this is fighting, this is the collision of flesh and blood between two adults, a hearty battle. The pleasure this brings is not comparable to drinking. Gonna take a break... Not even a minute before Yula closed her eyes, the sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the cave suddenly startled Yula and opened her eyes again. This is not the footsteps of an incoming monster, this is the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ice! Someone is coming! Youla's expression changed drastically, and she quickly left Chen Huaian's arms, packed up the clothes and weapons she had left to dry by the campfire, and ducked into a blind corner of the ice wall behind her, not even daring to take a breath. Youla's reaction also made Chen Huaian sit up, and saw a hooded woman wearing a black coat that covered up her not-so-terrifying curves slowly walked in from the corner of the entrance. It's Rosalia. Why is it her again? Chen Huaian had a strange look on his face. He didn't come early or late, but he came over just when things were done. Wouldn't she have been hiding aside and witnessing the whole process? This Rosalia has several criminal records, so it is hard not to doubt that she would not do this. Maybe it's revenge, but it's not necessarily revenge. Just now, she and Rosalia were interrupted by Yula when they were seeking redemption. Now she's out for revenge. It seems that it's not just Yura, it's a woman's nature to hold grudges. Rosalia was a little surprised to see Chen Huaian sitting calmly by the campfire, pretending not to recognize him, and said in a cold tone:
"This candidate, as a future member of the West Wind Knights, please wear your clothes in public places. Otherwise, I have reason to think that you have moral problems, and I have the right to disqualify you from the assessment on the spot." ...... It's Rosalia! Yula, who was hiding behind the stone wall when she heard the voice of the visitor, felt tense in her heart. Yula knew about Rosalia, the disciplinary nun who walked at night, and there were even many similarities between their jobs. It's just that Yura is facing monsters and the Abyss Order, while Rosalia is facing travelers, merchants, or missions from foreign countries who may have ill intentions towards Mondstadt. Because of this, Rosalia is very good at dealing with humans. Yula couldn't help but feel worried about this. It would be difficult for her not to notice the smell and traces left during the fight with Chen Huaian, right? This really frightened the rebellious descendant of the old aristocracy to hide behind the stone wall and not dare to move. She was deeply afraid that the matter would be ruined, which would make her already bad reputation even worse. It doesn't matter if you are treated differently by Mondstadt people because of your background or bloodline, but you can't be treated differently because of your style. Rosalia, who knew the background of everyone in Mondstadt, also knew about Yula's concerns. She looked at the stone wall where Yula was hiding, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. Now it's Rosalia's turn again. Chapter 74 How to pry open the mouth "My clothes are wet," Chen Huaian pointed to the clothes hanging by the campfire, "and I'm also hiding in a cave to warm myself. Isn't it a matter of style?" "Are your clothes wet?" Rosalia's tone was doubtful, but she knelt next to Chen Huaian and examined the two-handed sword that was stained with blood and essence and exuded a fishy smell. "Why are your clothes wet?" "I didn't pay attention to my steps. I missed my step and fell into the water from above." Chen Huaian was not polite and directly put his hand into Rosalia's arms for warmth. What she got was a warm and slippery piece, and inside her large coat, there was also a frank piece like Chen Huaian's. "Then you were too careless. Are you injured? Do you need to withdraw?" Rosalia still spoke to Chen Huaian in a cold tone, but she was doing things that were not suitable for her status as a nun. She even went so far as to take off her coat and use her warm and soft giant slime to kill him. The two-handed sword was wrapped and maintained like this. "No injuries," Chen Huaian showed a satisfied smile, pinched the sharp corners of the two slimes and gently pulled them, "Thank you nun for your concern." "It's okay," Rosalia lowered her head and kissed Jianfeng lovingly, "It is the invigilator's responsibility to protect the safety of candidates... It is said that this is one of the entrances to the Crystal Cave, and there are often threatening monsters. .” "While there are not many candidates left in the snowy mountains, the Knights have enough manpower. I will stay with you for a while, and we will leave together when your clothes are dry." "Okay," Chen Huaian let go of the slime's sharp corners, and after losing its restraint, it quickly bounced back with a "duan" sound, "Then I'll trouble the nun." Rosalía noticed the half-full tea cup sitting by the campfire and tried it. It was just the right temperature. He grabbed the sharp corner of the slime holding the two-handed sword in one hand, held the tea cup in the other hand, slowly poured water on the sword's edge, and said coldly: "Are you not alone? Why are there two teacups here? Are you drinking two cups of tea alone?" Yura's heart almost jumped into her throat when she hid after hearing Rosalía's words.
Please, be sure to deal with it, don't cheat, don't let me be exposed! "Yora was here just now," Chen Huaian said bluntly, reaching out to take the teacup in Rosalia's hand, and poured the comfortable hot tea into his two-handed sword for her, so that Rosalia could have a free hand and be able to use it more A good way to wash away the stains on the sword is from the old nobles, symbolizing pure blood. "Yora? The Lawrence one?" Rosalia scrubbed carefully. At the same time, she also stuck out the tip of her tongue and gently licked the sweet tea stained on it like a kitten drinking water. This is honey flower tea. Rosalia discovered that those who had recently had an affair with Chen Huaian liked to drink this kind of honey flower tea, which had a throat-moistening effect, and kept a pot of it in the office and at home. Of course, Rosalia is no exception. This stuff is good for the throat, so you have to drink it often. Especially after being alone with Chen Huaian. "That's right, that weirdo who always holds grudges," Chen Huaian said in a helpless tone. After pouring out the last drop of water from the water glass, the sword in both hands was washed clean and sharpened by Rosalia, and then Rosalie Ya naturally sat on Chen Huaian's waist without hesitation. At this time, Rosalia had to take the initiative and control her strength and speed, so as not to make unnecessary noises and make Yura, who was hiding, suspicious. Chen Huaiyu didn't have any objection either. His two-handed sword had been completely handled by this nun who was good at hiding her figure and controlling the sounds she made. And he is only responsible for enjoying it. Enjoying the pleasure and excitement of being one with the nun while carrying Yula on her back. "I fell into a puddle with her just now. She drank a cup of tea to keep warm and then left. After all, she is the holder of the Ice God's Eye and is much more cold-resistant than me." Rosalia stood up and took the two-handed sword into her body, shook it slowly twice, and continued: "You took off your clothes to dry in front of her?" "How dare I, sister nun," Chen Huaian quickly shouted, "With Lawrence's character, if I did this, wouldn't she kill me with a sword?" "Hmm... that's right," Rosalia pretended to think and took the opportunity to let out a long and comfortable groan, "The one from the Lawrence family is really difficult to communicate with. If I guess correctly, she is the one who wants you to Is he the culprit who fell into the puddle?" "And as a supervising examiner, she just throws you into a cave where powerful monsters may be haunted? Isn't it too irresponsible?" "Sure enough, no one in the Lawrence family is trustworthy." You don’t need to think about it to know that Rosalia’s words were meant for Yura to hear. Did she already have a grudge with Yura, or was she simply venting her dissatisfaction at being interrupted by Yura at the lake just now? Chen Huaian felt that it was the latter, otherwise Rosalia would not eat at this time. You must know that Rosalia's appetite is not small, and she just had just one it doesn't satisfy her. You must know that three meals a day are the most basic. So here Rosalía seeks her second meal, and her third, and comes back with a vengeance. The excitement added to this situation is not the slightest bit. Returning to their topic, Chen Huaian couldn't let Youra be scolded in vain. Now was an opportunity to gain favor, so naturally he had to protect her. Even though his two-handed sword was still controlled by Rosalia, stirring and grinding inside her; Even when Rosalia used her relatives, the two huge slimes were alternately hitting his face, constantly using soft and hard sharp corners to try to pry open his mouth. Chen Huaian would not succumb to Rosalia's lustful power. He faced the giant slime's attacks, received every attack with his face, and said sternly:
"I asked her to go back and bring me some dry clothes, otherwise I would be too embarrassed to keep herself warm by the fire." "Then you have the nerve to face me?" Rosalia's tone was a little displeased, "Is it possible that you have any unclean thoughts about this nun?" "I'm warning you, this nun has dedicated her body and mind to the church a long time ago. If you dare to offend me, don't blame me for being rude." "Don't dare, don't dare," Chen Huaian kissed the slime's sharp corner, "I dare to do this in front of the nun precisely because the nun has no such worldly desires." "Besides, I'm covering up now, so it doesn't count as overstepping, right?" "I'm sorry you can speak," Rosalia's mouth raised slightly, but she was still covering it up. I'm afraid the only place you're covering up is your two-handed sword, right? "I'm just telling the truth. After all, no one dares to lie in front of you, sister nun, right?" "There are many people who are dishonest in front of me, but when faced with people who lie and have bad intentions, I have many ways to pry open their mouths. I hope that my methods will not be used on you in the future." After saying that, Rosalia held Chen Huaian's head and pressed it on her slime. She used the sharp corners of the slime to try to pry open his mouth again, showing Chen Huaian one of her countless ways to pry open his mouth. Facing Rosalia's torture to extract a confession, Chen Huaian could not hold on for even a second, and his mouth was easily pried open by Rosalia. Satisfied, Rosalia continued to twist her waist silently, grinding the remaining two meals of her meal like a millstone. Chapter 75 Leaving the Snow Mountain Yura was just naked, hiding behind the stone wall in fear and motionless. At this time, Yula was a little lucky that she had awakened the God's Eye of ice attribute, which was cold-resistant. If it were replaced by the God's Eye of other attributes, people would be frozen in the cold cave. I don’t know how long it took, whether it was an hour, two hours, or more. When Yora fell asleep, the sound of high heels on the ground finally came from the direction of the adventurer’s camp again. Gradually, the cave finally regained its calm. After another half while, Chen Huaian's voice came from behind: "Okay, you can come out, Rosalia is gone." "Huh..." Youla exhaled heavily. Her tense heartstrings were finally relaxed. She wanted to stand up from the ground. She struggled twice but her legs were numb because she had held the position for too long. Can't get up. "Come here." Except for the coat, all the other clothes had been dried and neatly dressed. Chen Huaian walked over and looked at Youla, who was still wearing alluring mutton-fat white jade, and said, "What's wrong?" Youla stretched out her white lotus-rooted arms and said, "Help me, my legs are numb." "Okay," Chen Huaian directly hugged Youla's legs and picked her up, carrying her to the campfire. Then he took her things over and went to the waterhole to scoop a cup of water and put it on the campfire to cook. After doing all this, he finally sat down next to Youla, pulled her two even calves, and started to massage her carefully. "I'm sorry for keeping you cold for so long. Rosalia was here just now and refused to leave, so there was nothing I could do about it." "It's okay, she is also thinking about your safety, I understand," Youla was lying on the mat enjoying Chen Huaian's massage, "The most important thing is that she didn't find out." Speaking of this, Youla remembered what Chen Huaian said just now. She raised her leg and stepped on Chen Huaian's arm. She pinched the muscles of Chen Huaian's arm with her round toes and said: "What do you mean by "a twisted monster who always holds grudges" you just said? You are very brave to say it in front of me." Youla didn't care what others said about her, but Chen Huaian didn't, especially when he had just bathed in the blood of the Lawrence family and injected his life seeds into the palace.
"It's just to deal with Rosalia," Chen Huaian grabbed Youla's ankle, "Besides, isn't it true that you hold grudges and become twisted? But what else, I just don't care." "Yura, you are such a kind person. I am so happy that you can hold a grudge against me." "Huh, what you said better be true." Facing Chen Huaian's twisted confession, Yula couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "If you dare to lie to me, I will remember this hatred for the rest of my life." "It should be said that it is true that it is worthy of your lifelong grudge." Chen Huaian leaned over, pressed Yula down again, and looked into her pure and magnificent eyes that could reflect his own shadow. The two looked at each other. A smile. Then they naturally kissed each other again, their lips and tongues began to entangle intensely, and their hands roamed around Yula's slime and buttocks, once again arousing the desire of the guerrilla captain.
