Liszt went to the mansion of Ice Flame City without stopping, and he used teleportation magic to descend into the courtyard.
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The redhead is a very competent maid, and she keeps the courtyard in good order, and there is not a single weed on both sides of the garden.
In the garden, the lawn is vibrant and the flowers are lush, which is refreshing.
Apart from the 8 hours of rest every day, the redhead’s task is to take care of the mansion.
Liszt pushed the door and walked in.
“You still know how to come back? I thought you were dead.” A charming voice came from the room.
For a moment, Liszt almost thought it was Yuelan inside.
But charm is charm, but not the same charm.
The charm of Yuelan is like the gentle spring breeze among the willow branches.
At this time, the charm that came from the room was like a volcano that was about to erupt.
Just listening to the sound made Liszt feel the urge to experience the volcano.
What does a volcano feel like? What does it feel like to be charming like a volcano?
Liszt desperately wanted to feel it.
He walked into the room, the red hair was standing by the window, and he could see her delicate profile.
Redheads are indeed different from before.
When Liszt first saw the redhead, she was a bit arrogant and willful, and wanted to kill him.
Later, after becoming Liszt’s maid, the red hair was obviously a lot more restrained and obeyed his orders unconditionally.
After that, at Liszt’s request, she worked hard to shape the Queen’s character.
Now, Liszt has finally seen the results, although it may not be the final result, but it is not much worse.
The bright sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and spread on the red-haired body.
The red hair curled up her beautiful and smooth red hair, and the few strands of hair scattered at the temples were golden yellow in the sunlight.
Under the sunlight, her profile was flawless, and the delicate makeup added a lot of enchantment and charm to her.
She was wearing a long red dress, the skirt dragged straight on the floor, and her red hair at the moment was like a rose in full bloom.
The redhead glanced at Liszt gently, his eyes full of naked and fiery charm.
I have to say that Liszt was moved by the red hair.
In fact, not just impressed, he was fascinated by the red hair.
For three seconds, Liszt’s mind was completely empty.
This is quite remarkable.
Usually, when Liszt sees a beautiful girl, he will immediately be full of interest.
Liszt rarely has such an experience in a state of emptiness brought about by pure appreciation.
However, after a short period of emptying, it is a very inflated desire!
Liszt clenched his fists unconsciously, and managed to suppress that dangerous emotion.
If it was normal, he would have pounced on it long ago. suppress? restrain? nonexistent.
But now is very time, he has to deal with the things that need to be dealt with first.
Liszt was clear about priorities.
Redheads are ripe and ready to eat, no need to rush at the moment.
“You’re going too far.” Liszt sighed.
“Why is it too much?” the red-haired winked.
“This kind of temperament, this kind of appearance, is simply a foul.” Liszt said with emotion.
“Then why don’t you come here quickly?” The red-haired man walked towards Liszt, his red dress slipped off, revealing his lustrous shoulders.
Liszt swallowed hard, and reluctantly refused: “Wait, I’m here to find you, and there are other things.”
“What’s the matter, can’t wait until you go to bed?” The red hair continued to walk towards Liszt, and the long skirt became lower and lower.
This is really amazing. The word “serving bed” has always been said by Liszt to others.
He never imagined that one day he would also be ordered to go to bed.
Liszt couldn’t help it.
Before losing his mind, he counted the time in his mind.
He took the frog to the passage world for three days in total, and it took him three hours in total.
He thought about what he needed to do next.
It seems… the time is not so tight?
It’s no big deal to delay six or seven hours here?
At most, we can speed up the progress. If we are quick and easy, we should be able to complete everything within the original time.
Just when Liszt thought so, the red hair had already walked in front of him.
I don’t know when, the rose-colored red dress has fallen on the floor covered with sunlight.
The redhead stood on tiptoe, raised Liszt’s chin with his right hand, and kissed deeply.
Liszt gave up thinking, he fell completely.
Liszt never lacks women, he lacks special women.
For Liszt, special never means particularly beautiful, but means having a unique temperament.
Luna is like this, Feifei is like this, Binger is like this, and redhead is like this.
He has gained enough tenderness and cuteness from the lady in the harem.
This caused him to not be so cold to the beautiful young lady of Bai Yi Baishun.
He prefers resistance and looks forward to a relationship of relative equality.
Therefore, the temptation of red hair to him is simply fatal.
In a trance, the red hair seemed to have really become his queen, and he was the slave of her desire to vent.
The joy brought by this sense of identity dislocation made Liszt unable to extricate himself.
The fiery red hair gave Liszt the pleasure as much as the cold Binger.
“Can I go up there?” Liszt asked.
“No.” The red-haired man held Liszt down and gently twitched the corners of his lips, “Honestly stay down there.”
After an unknown amount of time, he heard the red hair say: “Stand up.”
He stood up subconsciously, not knowing what the redhead wanted to do.
“Face me,” the redhead continued. “Don’t move.”
Then, the redhead turned his back and approached him.
Liszt took the initiative to meet the redhead’s movements.
“Did I just tell you not to move?” the red-haired dissatisfied.
Liszt could only stand at attention and watch the red-haired use his body to make a fool of himself.
After a long time, the red hair may be tired from tossing, and with a soft moan, he finally fell softly on the bed.
She lay on her side lazily on the bed, her eyes full of fiery desire.
She hooked her fingers towards Liszt and said in a commanding tone, “Come on.”
Liszt, who had been holding back for a long time, finally got what he wanted. He stretched out his hand and pressed the red hair under him.
Joy.
Boundless joy.
When Liszt came back to his senses again, he had a soft red-haired body in his hand, and the bright sunlight was all he could see.
So…has it been a whole day?
Liszt looked at the red-haired sleeping and recalled the indescribable beauty.
Even if there are only two days left, Liszt can handle everything well.
However, this time…
Liszt suddenly felt that Ye Luo used the calling scroll.
He hurried to see the date.
The day I came to find the redhead was the 21st.
Today, those two numbers have become 24.
Yes, not a day.
but three days.
It’s the time he and Ye Luo agreed on.