My Husband's Subordinates Want to Take Me to Bed Every Night- Chapter 14
Chapter 14 : Unknown desires
"Really? Then Charlotte, I'm will trouble you to do the treatment."
Lien spoke flatly, as if she was saying that the weather is fine today, which made the man's smile froze.
Their queen can definitely afford the title of leisure.
Charlotte was like a deflated balloon at the moment, weakened, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
The condensed smile drew an ugly arc, and after the woman closed her eyes and lay back on the bed, he said leisurely-
"This is what i should do."
Charlotte was not only responding to Lien, but also reminding himself.
The height has been different since the beginning, and he was thinking about something.
Because she is a human?
So he thinks she deserves to live like an inferior animal?
Like those vulnerable species who have had a dewy relationship with him, coveting his strength and his appearance, one after another wanting to climb onto his bed.
The appearance was ugly and distorted.
The four-winged fallen angel's fingers reached into the man-eating pink cave without any emotion.
During the process, Lien did not cry out.
She bit her lower lip tightly, tightening her waist to prevent desires from taking over her thoughts.
She could see the other person's mind, and her guess was the latter.
The blond man is a complete narcissist.
Fortunately, it is the latter. After all, it was too difficult to predict her illness.
And the best way to beat Charlotte is to be cold.
So cold that he suspects that she is unattractive, so cold that he feels that their treatment process is nothing more than his one-sided fingering.
Lien didn't mean to set up the archway, but otherwise she couldn't do whatever she wanted.
For thousands of years in the future, she has to walk on thin ice. She wants to win, and she has to win.
To survive in this inhuman King city, the easiest way is to cooperate with their thoughts and open their legs, do a show, endure a bit of being bitten by a dog, and then they can survive.
But if you want to live with dignity in this cannibal castle, you must first destroy that thing they are proud of.
In this invisible contest, it was obvious that the proud human Queen won.
Charlotte carefully cleaned up the large and small wounds on Lien's body. Kessert and the others had not returned to the royal city yet.
"I'll go to sleep first, and call me when His Majesty comes back."
Lien was naked, lying on the big white bed and closed her eyes.
Of course she didn't fall asleep so easily, but she couldn't help it otherwise.
It's not good to stare at the blond angel until the devils return to the city, right?
What is there to talk to him after such an embarrassing treatment with the other party just now?
Your treatment is great? It's really comfortable to be fingered by you?
Lien felt strange no matter what she thought.
Just keep that balance!
In this city, she takes one step, counts one step.
Because she didn't understand other people's thoughts, she couldn't set a position. So she had to give up, let her high-speed head empty, and take a short rest.
After all, she was really tired.
Last night, she just asked a few more questions. But Kessert's big vinegar bucket (jealousy) was like a grinding little daughter-in-law. He didn't let her go the whole night. He didn't need to sleep but she needed it, and she needed it very much.
Excessive use of the brain is very exhausting.
Lien felt something covering her body. It was cold at first, but it became hot after a while, and it smelled good.
Charlotte covered her with the quilt.
That narcissistic fallen angel thought she had fallen into a deep sleep!
The slightly opened black eyes glanced at the panicked golden figure, and then closed her eyes again, pretending to be in a light sleep.
The corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably.
The Fallen Angel is won over.
Because it was too easy, Lien felt a little unreal, and finally she came to a conclusion.
Angel today.
Lien didn't know when she fell asleep. Before she fell into the dream, she felt a warm force pouring in from the top of her head, and it didn't take long for her to break.
She gave Charlotte a complicated look.
The four-winged angel with blond hair was sitting on the bay window at the moment, with a pair of green eyes looking out the window.
The dusky rosy clouds covered his fair face with warm rouge, and for a moment, Lien felt as if she saw the artwork hanging on the wall of the art museum.
Charlotte does a great job, she can't deny it.
There are definitely not a few people who praise him, and it is understandable that he develops the habit of narcissism over time.
Then why is the other party so easy? It's still a mystery.
If he didn't say it, she naturally didn't ask.
Even if you don't know the reason, you know that the process will definitely be thrilling.
Lien wanted to continue to appreciate it, but subconsciously gets up and get dressed.
Counting the time, Kessert is probably ready to come back.
The movement of her wriggling up broke Charlotte's contemplation. When he turned back, the woman was sitting on the bed, buttoning her bra slowly.
The black bottoms have been put on, and the peach-like buttocks are wrapped in them. The upper edge of the pink bra now holds up the two soft flesh on the chest, like two flowers that are about to bloom.
Feeling the man's gaze, Lien didn't raise her head. She fastened the hoop on her own, and turned it neatly for half a circle, perfectly entrusting her snow milk.
The two groups of cute little white rabbits, have also been touched by Charlotte. There were a few deep and shallow marks on them.
Some were bruises, and some were hickeys left by the Demon King.
When Charlotte was healing Lien, he covered them all.
Obviously, he only needed to remove the paw prints, but the red patches were very annoying to him.
Lien got dressed and sat on the edge of the bed, still not talking to Charlotte.
Like a finely crafted ceramic doll, sitting there.
Charlotte wiggled his lips and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.
The four-winged angel was leaning against the window frame, maintaining one leg bent, and another hanging in the window, turning the only head that had been swung inward, and turned out of the window again.
The warm setting sun shone on the lazy and weak angel, but couldn't shine into Lien's world, and stopped at the position of her toes.
The two of them also looked out the window without speaking. What broke the silence was the sound of the doorknob opening and closing.
Lien put her hands on the edge of the bed and turned her head, while the angel on the floating bed quickly jumped off the wooden pallet and stood tall behind her two meters away.
With a squeak, the white curtain was pulled open.
A white figure appeared behind him.
He was the one who spoke first at the ceremony.
"Queen, His Majesty is back. He wants you to go back to your room."
"I see."
Lien jumped out of bed, put on the fluffy slippers brought from Earth, and left behind Bossardon, without looking at Charlotte.
The fallen angel who was left on the spot clenched and loosened his fists. The setting sun behind him had already set on the mountain top, the silver-green candles in the house were lit, and the marks on the bed that had been pressed by the woman still remained.
Charlotte stepped forward and touched the seat containing her remaining warmth, but the next moment, like a child who lost his temper, he pulled the mantle of the bed, shook it a few times, and wiped away the traces that someone had been there.
Why is he being swayed by that human being! He doesn't lack a bed partner, so why is he acting like a teenage boy who just started eating meat.
It must have been too long since he had sex to be fascinated by the fantasy that the woman would also take the initiative to climb into his bed like a prostitute on the side of the road.
The Fallen Angel decided to deal with sexual desire later.
It's been a long time since I thought about it, and I haven't been to the human world for a few laps, so I think it's good to send kindness.
The title of "Unsung Hero who heals the wounded" should make those ignorant human women flock to warm the bed for him.
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