The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

In the early morning, soft sunlight poured into the house from the windows.

The window was misty because of the cold, and it felt moist. It was quiet in winter, and no sound was heard at this moment.

The three candles that were lit on the round table at the end of the bed last night have long since burned out, leaving only a little dark red wax oil on the dark wood tabletop, showing signs of the past.

At this moment, there was a little movement on the sofa.

Brown Sugar slowly opened her golden eyes, and after adapting to the sun for a while, she opened her mouth and yawned, her red tongue stretched out to lick her lips, then quietly stood up and jumped off the sofa, and stretched out on the soft carpet. Lazy.

After grinding his claws silently, Brown Sugar flicked his tail and walked towards the quiet big bed-the light red veil fluttered gently, swaying slightly with the wind blowing up when he walked...

Brown Sugar sniffed Xia Zoe and walked to the side of the big bed.

——The black plush head stretched into the veil, the golden eyes and the gilt golden eyes looked at each other, one ignorant and the other indifferent.

Brown Sugar tilted her head and looked at the overlapping posture of the two on the big bed at this time.

——After a whole night of tossing, Xia Zoe was completely lying on his body under the crown of the Pope, using his hands and feet together on his chest and legs...

His head rested on Saigalote's shoulders, his ruddy lips opened slightly, and he was sleeping soundly.

There is a slight blush on his face, the hair on his forehead is curled up, and the regular sound of breathing slowly sprays on Saigalote's neck and the side of his face...

The pope was so crushed that he couldn't move. It should be said that he didn't want to move.

Saigalote gently put his arm around Xia Zoe's waist to prevent him from falling asleep and waking up.

The other hand rested relaxedly on his side, and at the top point was Sha Zoe's left hand that fell slightly after crossing his chest.

There was a small grunt from the brown sugar throat.

With a light red veil on his head, he moved closer to the side of the bed and licked the back of Shazoe's hand that fell on Saigalote's chest.

"Well……"

Xia Zuoy seemed to feel the moist touch from the back of his hand, and uttered a dazed babble, and his falling fingertips moved, as if he was about to wake up.

Brown Sugar wanted to take another sip, but a slender finger that suddenly stretched out pointed to the end of his nose, pushing its big head back.

The pale red veil finally slipped from the black sugar's head, keeping it out.

Saigalote's gilded golden eyes looked at the brown sugar calmly, and silently conveyed the message-leave, go a little further.

With his hand retracted, he immediately grasped the back of Xia Zoe's licked hand, and the other hand patted Xia Zoe's back at the same time.

Xia Zoe's originally vaguely raised consciousness fell into deep sleep and fell asleep again...

After being pushed away, Brown Sugar shook his head unhappily.

But looking at the light red veil, he didn't stick his head in any more, but turned around and walked back to the sofa, jumped up gently and combed the dark hair.

In the layered curtains of the bed, Saigalote slowly stopped the tapping motion. He lay quietly on the bed, feeling the softness of his body, and looking at the carved vine pattern on the top of the bed...

Although a little unbelievable, but under the crown of the Pope, he is indeed wandering.

Saigalote's neck and the side of his face were flushed and warm because of the warm breathing, which formed a sharp contrast with the other side.

This experience is very novel.

In fact, when he fell asleep in the middle of the night, Segalot felt Xia Zoe leaning towards him-those gilt golden eyes opened immediately, there was almost no sleepiness, and he was very awake.

Under the light of the remaining candles, Saigalote turned his head.

He saw Little Rose, who was wearing only the upper half of his nightgown, and didn't know when he had already thrown away the pillow in his arms. It seemed to be hot. A white and slender leg stretched out from between the quilt, and his delicate and round toes kicked on his quilt. The side.

The contrast between white and black is so obvious that it makes people have a vague desire to grow quietly...

Saigalote looked at it for a while and then retracted his eyes, then he stretched out his hand to cover the quilt that had been kicked open for Xia Zoe, and then closed his eyes to continue his light sleep.

The room became quiet again.

But this silence was broken again after a while.

Xia Zoe is like a small animal slowly moving its nest.

Not only did he stretch out his legs and feet again, he also fumbled slowly with one hand, and finally hugged the corner of the Segalote quilt, and the whole person leaned over...

At this time, Xia Zuoyed half of his body was already out of the warm quilt. Although the room was not cold, it was not warm enough to cover the quilt.

Saigalote couldn't, so he slowly pulled out the quilt that was held in Xia Zoe's arms.

But before he could make the next move, Xia Zoe, who suddenly lost the "pillow" in his arms, nudged forward with dissatisfaction, and almost got his whole body under the quilt of Saigalote.

His small head is drooping, just under the quilt horn raised slightly by Saigalot.

Saigalot's hand paused, his wrists hanging in the air for a while, and then when Xia Zoe murmured and retracted into his arms, he hugged his waist as if holding a pillow and slowly lowered the quilt.

After that, Segalot did not fall asleep again for half the night.

…………

The situation gradually turned into a scene like this in the morning.

——The quilt covering the two of them slid down to their chests, and they were worthy of staying above the waist.

The nightgown worn by Xia Zoe was completely rubbed against her belly, revealing a bright white waist, and underneath her thin and loose white underwear...

Xia Zoe’s sleep quality is consistently good.

He slept soundly, but his work and rest were equally good. He would wake up slowly in the early morning and wait until bed was over before putting on clothes to wash.

The melodious birdsong outside the window, which is not easily heard in winter, evokes the biological clock in the brain.

Xia Zoe finally woke up vaguely, his hands and feet sleeping extremely soothingly with a little numbness, which made him want to stretch, roll on the bed for a few laps before getting up.

However, he immediately realized that he had slept in the room and bed under the pope's crown last night, so his half-squinted eyes blinked, wanting to blink away the remaining sleepiness in his mind.

He raised his hand to rub his eyes again.

But when he woke up, the dull touch was finally fully online, and the blurry picture in front of him gradually became clear and passed into Xia Zoe's mind-the warm touch on his chest, stomach, and legs all clearly told him- The situation is wrong.

Xia Zoe opened her eyes round, her body stiffened involuntarily.

He, he seems to be sleeping under the crown of the Pope? !

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice came from Xia Zoe's head: "Wake up, are you sleeping well?"

Xia Zuoyi felt the hand that hugged her waist patted him, while the other hand gently lifted the hair on his forehead, and said with a slight smile in her voice: "Don't want to get up?"

In an instant, Xia Zoe bounced up straight like a frightened cat.

He had never been so quick before, and he retreated from the side under the pope's crown with his hands and feet. The quilt covering the waist of the two men was lifted to the bottom of the feet with great force, and the fluffy and soft bed was shaken and shaken.

Brown Sugar, who was licking his paws on the upper side of the sofa, immediately raised his head, raised his ears, and made a groan, but he lowered his head and continued after receiving no response.

A light red veil surrounds the bedpost.

Xia Zoe knelt down and sat on a pile of quilts, and tossed, the heat had not completely dissipated.

He was a little startled, his face was flushed with embarrassment, his broad nightgown covered his legs and knees, but his shoulders half slipped to one side due to the movement just now, revealing his white and round shoulders.

Xia Zoe didn't notice.

Saigalote slowly sat up on the mattress, his golden eyes seemed to glow with brilliant stars under the sway of the morning sun, but for some reason it seemed to fall deeply into the lava, and disappeared in a flash.

Under the pope's crown, he stretched out his hand and looked calmly to help Xia Zoe pull the nightgown that fell off his shoulder, and then said: "What's the matter?"

He sat up quickly as if he didn't understand why Xia Zoe seemed to be frightened.

Xia Zoe: "No... nothing, how could I... be lying on your body?"

Saigalote: "Last night you fell asleep while listening, and then I fell asleep, and only woke up in the morning... Maybe you used me as a pillow."

He pointed to the back of Xia Zoe, where there was a real pillow that had done his duty in the first half of the night.

Xia Zuoyi looked back, then his embarrassed face became more ruddy, and he whispered sorry.

"It's nothing."

The expression on the pope's crown was faint, indeed he didn't care at all.

As a result, Xia Zoe also slowed down.

The morning episode seemed to have passed.

After Sagalot waited for Xia Zoe to get dressed, washed, eaten breakfast, and kissed Brown Sugar, he personally took him away from the Holy Church.

Of course, before leaving, Xia Zoe did not forget his quadrangular underwear...

When they came to the front of the Holy Church, the Archbishop Paul and Judit had already been waiting there, and the carriage was also ready outside, so they could board the carriage and set off.

Saigalote said: "I will send you back."

Xia Zoe refused, but agreed.

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The carriage drove for a while and then stopped at the gate of the Sheli Guild Hall.

The Pope did not rush to leave after the delivery, but also walked into the hall, intending to visit Xia Zuoyi's residence at this stage of courtesy.

But it was a coincidence.

Orville and Archibald also came to the magnificent hall at this moment and met the two who were talking to each other.

Orville and Archibald stopped.

Xia Zoe said hello.

Orville: "I went to find you last night, but your knight said you were not in the room...have you gone out to live?"

Archibald looked at Saigalote.

Xia Zoe nodded: "Yes, I stayed in the Holy Church last night..."

He paused and didn't say directly that he and the Pope lived in the same room or bed... Somewhat inexplicably, he couldn't say it.

Orville: "I don't know when the Holy Church was so generous, allowing irrelevant outsiders to live in it."

Saigalote looked indifferent and did not answer this.

The atmosphere between the three is subtle.

Archibald said at this time: "Little Zoe, come over to me."

Xia Zoe was puzzled, thinking that Archie had something to tell him, so he walked over: "How...?"

Archibald covered his head with one hand, then smiled and said, "Here is a strand of hair on top of his head that has turned up."

Xia Zuoyi touched: "I pressured it with water, did I get up again?"

"Ok."

Saigalote suddenly said: "Probably because you put your head on my shoulder when you slept last night..."

Before the voice was over, the hall where there were no outsiders suddenly fell silent.

Archibald's hand pressing on top of Xia Zoe's head paused, and Orville's eyes turned back when he looked at Brown Sugar.

The atmosphere slowly fell silent.

Xia Zuoy didn't notice anything, but was a little embarrassed and blushed, and smirked dryly.