Chapter 47 My King 8

Chapter 47 My King 8

When the system came out of passive shielding, I was deeply shocked when I saw Lotte looking like he had been fucked for eighteen times. Is this person capable of masturbating so passionately now?

Before it could finish its shock, it saw Lotte suddenly take off.

The whole person rose into the air, his slender arms and legs hung down feebly, and his head tilted somewhere in the void. It was obvious that he was relying on someone.

system:……

There is only one person in this world that it cannot perceive - Rand.

Huh... How should I put it? I actually felt a sense of relief that my adopted daughter had toyed with a good man and was finally counterattacked by the good man. I even vaguely wanted to say something - well done.

The system quickly scolded itself, how could it think so?!Don’t be led astray by Lotte’s dead elephant!

Rand felt a little guilty. He had already cleansed Lotte with the Holy Light, but the teeth marks and fingerprints left by his soul and the bruises caused by certain impacts could not be recovered so quickly.

Although he felt very sorry for Cyril, he did not regret it at all. He picked up Letian and carefully put him on the bed. He whispered to the unconscious Letian: "I'm sorry, please don't get married, okay?"

After a while, Rand said to himself: "You said that if you don't speak, you will acquiesce."

System: ...I didn’t expect you to be such a Rand.

Rand sat on the edge of the bed with his forehead propped up and looked at Lotte quietly, with a calm and contented face, and an uncontrollable smile at the corner of his mouth.

When Lotte's consciousness returned, he found that his hands and feet were so weak that he could hardly move. Rand, as expected of you... The Son of God is indeed fierce.

Seeing his eyelashes fluttering, Rand leaned over and said, "Cyril?"

An angelic handsome face came into view, and sea-blue eyes exuded tenderness. Lotte was so handsome that his eyes were dazzled. He was shocked and said: "You, you are not bright anymore?!"

Rand didn't know what he was talking about, so he admitted his mistake to him first, "I'm sorry, Cyril."

Angel said he was sorry... Lotte felt that he couldn't bear it at all, and he despised himself in his heart: Damn Yangou, but his body still smiled honestly and said: "It doesn't matter, be gentle next time."

And next time?Rand's face lit up instantly, and Lotte seemed to see little angels singing praises around Rand. He looked at Rand up and down, and suddenly realized about the system: "Is this the legendary collapse of the virgin's halo?"

System: ... God damn virgin aura, suddenly felt that Rand was really being ruined. What virtues and abilities does this pornographic elephant have?

The system has always concealed the fact that it can see Rand's face. It knows very well that as long as it has the same divine power as Rand, it will not be blocked by the Holy Light. It is afraid that if it is exposed, Lotte will abduct Rand unscrupulously.Go to bed.

Unexpectedly, Rand struck first.

The system's mood was very complicated: Hey, hey, he really felt that Rand was like an angel. How could he be tempted by Lotte?Cyril's face is good-looking, but Rand himself is even better-looking, right?Why not imitate Lotte and masturbate to yourself?

The system was completely unaware that its thinking model was gradually moving closer to Lotte, and was only immersed in the grief of yet another male protagonist being brutally murdered.

Rand reached out and stroked Lotte's fluffy blond hair. It felt as silky and wonderful as he imagined, "Don't get married, okay?"

This tone really made Lotte instantly feel like he was a scumbag. What's going on? He used to be very confident when facing the lightbulb guy, but he felt that he was a bit too much when facing the angel.

"If I don't get married, I will be very troubled..." Lotte couldn't help it.

Rand was silent for a while, then took Lotte's hand. His palm exuded a faint star light, and it was close to Lotte's palm. "No matter what difficulty it is, it will be solved as long as I am here. This continent is already dominated by me.".”

Letian looked at him in surprise.

The domineering CEO-like lines paired with an angelic face are so damn heartwarming. Sure enough, everything is about looks.

Lotte wanted to say: Okay, my dear, I’ll leave it all to you, but it’s impossible according to Cyril’s character.

Rand's beauty was enough to impress Cyril, but that was all.

Although Cyril is an incompetent king, he only has more of the bad temper that a king should have. His innate pride and narcissism coupled with his father's acquired connivance and doting, just because he dares to betray the Holy See, Xi Ruier isRiel is definitely the toughest king among the ten empires.

Lotte said lightly: "Rand, to be honest, I also like you very much." Before Rand could become happy, the following words shocked Rand to pieces.

"You can be my lover, and this does not conflict with my marriage." Lotte said nonchalantly, holding up his upper body with one arm, and the holy robe on his shoulders slid down slightly, revealing his snow-white and strong chest, which still had the remains of the two people just now.Proof of being together, they are so in tune and happy.

But in the blink of an eye, he could say something like this.

The system is really pissed off. It's really not a good thing to have such a scumbag's quotations at your fingertips.

Rand's blue eyes sank almost instantly. He was such a spoiled little prince, so selfish and adorable. Rand lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "Cyril, you may have forgotten that IIt’s the Pope.”

Letian narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and sneered, "Baby, are you threatening me?"

Rand was silent for a long time. His long hair fell on the bed and spread out. He said softly: "This is not a threat." Lotte's face improved a little, but Rand immediately leaned over to cover him, his blue eyes because ofThe strong emotion almost turned black, "This is a warning."

The joint rule of the Holy See is not just a joke. Although Rand is a pope who does not like to interfere in the political affairs of various countries, the power in his hands is enough to support or subvert any country.

"Cyril, I know you don't care about anything," Rand knelt on the bed, his long legs gently pushing against Lotte's soft knees, and said softly, "Except...your face..."

Rakuten:!!!

He was really panicked and nervously said to the system: "Mom! This is a disfigurement warning, isn't it?"

System: "Isn't this what you want?"

Lotte shouted crazily: "No, I don't mean that at all! My beauty is more important than anything else!"

If Rand really dared to ruin his appearance, he would fight Rand!Did you know that a pope like you would be on a rule of law program in our time?!

Lotte glared at Rand angrily, wishing he could jump up and eat him alive.

Rand looked at him trembling with anger, his expression slowly softened, he lowered his face and buried it deeply into Lotte's shoulder, and whispered: "Look, you can also be angry because of things you care about, and I am the same....Cyril, I really don’t want you to marry someone else, would you please consider my mood?” At the end of the sentence, his tone was already a little aggrieved.

Letian breathed a sigh of relief. It would be easy to say anything without disfiguring his face. After being silent for a while, he said awkwardly: "Okay, I will think about it."

Rand turned his face happily and kissed the corners of his lips. "Think about it carefully." Then he added another word to himself, "I have asked the envoys to purchase mirrors."

"Really?" Letian was frantically excited.

Rand nodded, "Enough to cover my bedroom."

Wouldn't that... Lotte had already begun to imagine some indescribable scenes. He suppressed his excitement and said: "Is it also posted in the bathroom?"

"stick."

Rand, you are truly my little angel!baby I love you!Lotte shouted wildly in his heart, and ruffled Rand's hair calmly, "It's pretty good." It's great, great, great, I couldn't be better, hahaha!

Rand said softly: "Do you want to come to my bedroom to take a look at it tonight?"

Lotte replied without thinking: "Yes!"

Rand leaned close to Lotte's neck and kissed him again, with a sly smile on his face.

Witnessing everything, the system was greatly shocked in his heart. Once again, in a sense - "I didn't expect you to be such a Rand". The big stick and sugar perfectly tricked Lotte. The system couldn't help but start to reflect on its own approach to Lotte. Is it okay?Take a page from Rand.

Lotte stroked Rand's silky silver hair and said to the system: "What a cute little guy, and he can also play tricks. I will definitely miss him very much in the future."

The system was instantly frightened. This man actually understood all of Rand's tricks and seemed to be enjoying it?What made it even more speechless was - "...you are already thinking about the future?"

Lotte: "Isn't this a little emotional? Maybe the next one will be better, and I won't miss him in the future."

System: "..." What a terrible scumbag.

Lotte: "Hey."

Lotte had enough rest, changed his clothes, and kissed Rand's soul several times before Rand reluctantly left and urged him to come to the dormitory to find him.

Lotte: "He is lively and clingy. I like him so much."

The system said coldly: "Your love is worthless."

Lotte: "Oh, oh, oh, mom, you are really too much. My heart is broken when you say that."

The heartbroken Lotte put on the robes of the Holy See, and carefully combed her hair in front of the mirror. Her light blond curly hair was naturally spread out on both sides. Lotte's face was serious, and her expressionless look was indeed a bit like that of a Holy See priest., he froze and said, "System, I'm so excited."

The system doesn't want to answer the call.

However, Lotte continued talking to himself, "Wearing the holy robe in front of the mirror..."

System: "Shut up. If you keep talking, I will dance in your head while you sleep at night."

Lotte:......

Have you actually forced the system to this point?In order to get some beauty sleep, Lotte calmed down obediently.

The holy robe has a huge hood. Lotte was too lazy to wear a mask and put the hood on. He had a small head and a small face, with almost only a little bit of his chin exposed.

Lotte walked through the corridor wearing the white robe that represents the highest level in the Holy See. Many of the Holy See's envoys were a little dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that this mad king... seemed to have a very good temperament.

The slender white robe went all the way down and fit snugly on the man's body. His armor-free body finally revealed his perfect proportions. A messenger looked at Cyril's back and was lost in thought, "It really looks like the Son of God has arrived."Immediately he was slapped on the head by the people around him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Our Pope is the son of God."

The messenger touched his head and thought that the Pope was indeed the Son of God, but it was a bit too much, too bright for people to look at directly.

Lotte walked very slowly all the way, attracting the attention of countless people, and his elegant and steady steps fascinated a large number of people.

Lotte: "If Cyril wasn't such a strong man, I wouldn't be able to get out of bed right now. Virgins are really scary."

system:"……"

Lotte chuckled, "But I like it."

There was a rare bustle at the door of the Pope's chamber. The messengers, with dark faces, were carrying a mirror as high as a person back and forth several times in pairs.

Many envoys had heard Lotte’s criticism of the Holy See’s “no mirrors” when he came to the Holy See, and they felt very unhappy. Now when the Pope ordered them to purchase mirrors and stick them in the bedroom, several envoys collapsed, and some of the envoys with fragile hearts cried directly.Made a sound.

Rand added fuel to his anger, looked up at the wall that had been covered with a whole mirror, and smiled: "Cyril will definitely like it."

Messengers: ...Help... Is this Cyril some kind of devil?

"He's here." Rand turned around and said excitedly. When he combined with Cyril, his soul was intertwined with Cyril to a certain extent. Whenever Cyril came close, Rand's soul would tremble..

The envoys watched their pope run out as eagerly as a child and hugged the mad king in white robes, and it was not a hug between friends, but a possessive hug with his hands tightly around the waist.

Messengers: No way...