Holy Institution

Ning Ya saw Dilling turn to look at him, his face was a little red, and he was a little cramped: "Let's go under that tree." There are only five or six steps from here to the tree. He wants to use this Five or six steps to ease the tension in my heart.

Dilling followed him silently to the huge shade of Gu Huai.

The wind in the forest slipped silently between them.

Ning Ya gathered her courage and raised her head. The dark pupils flashed the light of Dilling's familiar expectations. "I think, please do me a favor."

Dilin wondered, "What's busy?"

Ning Yadao said: "I heard that the Basecco family has its own army of wizards."

Although the creation of a magic school has been a new trend on the dream continent since the creation of St. Padres School of Magic, the number of true magicians has not increased as a result. In fact, many apprentices who can become magicians have been wasted because of the misguided half tanks of water.

Therefore, as a duke, it is really a great thing to have a private army of magicians.

Dilling's eyelids drooped slightly. He seems to have expected that this busyness will be related to his family.

Seeing that he did not answer, Ning Ya was even more disturbed at first, "I really need your help."

Dilling said: "Can you tell me more specifically?"

Ning Ya took a deep breath and said, "Can I ask you to lend me this army of wizards?"

Dilling looked up and looked at him erratically.

"Don't ask me why." Ning Ya's voice suddenly became very light, but her eyes were still firm looking at him.

Dilling frowned slightly. "Can you tell me why?"

Ning Ya bit her lower lip, her brows froze, and she shook her head slightly.

Dilling sighed, "Only by this sentence, my father cannot promise me to dispatch the Wizards Legion." His sentence was not shirk. His father, the famous duke of Shamanriel, was never a blind father who spoiled his children blindly.

Ning Ya anxiously said, "Will you use me as a mortgage?"

Dilling was stunned again.

Under his gaze, Ning Ya's face became more and more red, and spread deep into the collar, "I can promise you to do anything, even if it's not public, it doesn't matter." He said this sentence hard, covered with gray The head of the hair became lower and lower, almost flush with the knee.

Dilling finally spoke, but his voice was a little astringent, "You mean ..."

Ning Ya's heart beat fiercely, and she suddenly pulled her hand against her belt and pulled it out. The outer garment suddenly spread out on both sides, exposing her white and clean skin. He put his hands behind his back, gently pulled the sleeves of his lower garments, and the outer garment suddenly fell to the ground. He quickly unbuttoned his pants and let it fall to the ground.

Dilling looked at his naked body, choked his throat, and his eyes fell involuntarily on his waist.

Perhaps Ning Ya's appearance can only be regarded as ordinary and handsome, but his body is definitely a masterpiece of God, especially the slender waist, just like white jade, with perfect arc.

Ning Ya shivered slightly, stepped on her pants carefully, and moved forward two steps.

Dilling stood still, but his gaze was still firmly on his slender waist.

"I don't mind if you want to have your own heir in the future." Ning Ya licked her lips. Before he changed, he never imagined that he would say such bold words and make such a bold move. But now that he was almost desperate, he had to set aside hostility and dignity. "I can stay with you all the time, even if I never return to Langzan." Because of the mixed emotions of shame and shame, every word that Ning Ya said was like sticking together, soft and soft, sticky.

Dilling turned abruptly, taking a deep breath according to the position of his heart: "Have I ever told you my mother?"

This time it was Ning Ya's turn.

Dilling spoke twice as fast as usual. "My mother and Sosso's mother were both famous orchids, and the carriages that begged them in front of their house were endless all night long. My mother had a very nice Fortunately, it's called Princess Slim Waist. She has a very slim and beautiful waist. "

There was a shock in Ning Ya's eyes, and a small goosebump slowly rose from her body.

Dilling did not see these changes in him, Wu Wu continued: "She died unfortunately when I was four years old. I was not impressed with her. The only thing I can remember is her slim and beautiful waist. . And because of that, I ca n’t help but look at people with beautiful waists. Uh, maybe a nostalgic mood? Or weird addiction? Who knows. I just think I should Share with you some secrets inside me, after all, we are friends, aren't we? "He said, turning slowly back.

Ning Ya looked at him silently, his dark eyes seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and he could not see the emotion darkly.

Dilling sweated nervously, "If you'd like to tell me why, maybe I can ..."

"I tell you, can you guarantee to keep my secret and not tell anyone else?" Ning Ya asked indignantly.

Dilling opened his mouth and finally shook his head slowly. To maneuver the magician legion, his father had to be persuaded. To persuade his father, he must come up with enough reasons to convince him. He doesn't know what the reason is, so he can't guarantee anything.

The corners of Ning Ya's mouth twitched slightly, seemingly mocking.

Dilling felt that his heart was bumping, and a feeling of pity was flowing in his chest.

"Shh ..."

It's the unique whistle that always blows weakly.

Dilling nervously blocked Ningya with a single lunge.

Ning Ya has turned to start wearing pants.

But obviously it takes more time to get dressed than to take it off. At least when Hyde came over, he could still see the white skin on Ning Ya's chest.

"Well. It seems to bother you." Hyde moved between Ning Ya and Dilling because of his gaze.

After the blow just now, Ning Ya has enough calm. He stooped to pick up the belt and tied it methodically.

Dilling explained embarrassingly, "Just now something fell into his clothes."

Hyde smiled and said, "Your hand?"

Dilling: "..." He had to admit that Ning Ya was right. Silence was the golden time.

Soso walked in, tiptoed, and blinked at Dilling: "Does it work?"

Of course Dilling knew that he was asking about the whistle he had blown before, and nodded.

Soso was relieved: "That's good."

Hyde turned back and looked at Sosuo and smiled slightly: "Speaking, I'm curious why you asked me to come in and watch this scene? I thought we hadn't voyeurized together."

Dilling yelled before Soso explained: "Specially asked you to come in?"

Hyde nodded and said, "Well. I just passed by outside the forest. He shushed and let me in."

Dilling looked silently at Soso.

Sosso wronged: "Isn't it the old rule? You're a prank, I'm blowing the wind. Would you whistle when there is movement?"

Hyde glanced at Ning Ya intentionally or unintentionally, and raised an eyebrow, "Prank?"

Ning Ya's pale face was even more ugly. His gaze was frozen about twenty centimeters in front of his toes, and he walked out without looking back.

Dilling opened his mouth to shout, but his gaze swept over Hyde's intriguing smile, and eventually swallowed it back, leaving Ning Ya slowly and slowly out of his sight.

Hyde said: "It seems that your pranks are not very popular."

If Hyde had previously given him a trace of affection for helping him conceal the night rush into the library, now this trace of affection has completely turned into a disgusting feeling, and it is still multiplied and multiplied.

Suo Suo saw Dilling with a black face, and pulled himself away without a word, and looked back at Heidein with anxiety.

Hyde was standing there, looking at their back, and smiling very much ... meaningfully.

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