[Fifth Personality] Escape from the manor

It was able to recognize that the black and white photo was the photo of her wearing a Chinese dress with him last time.

Dots of color emerged from the photo, and then surrounded Qiao Yan, turning her into what she looked like in the photo—wearing a gorgeous dress and a headdress of pearl white gauze.

"It's always handy to have a record of time gone by."

Joseph smiled at her, then put away the photo and bowed to her:

"Yan, my love, under the witness of Azrael, I swear to you: we will be together forever."

His blue eyes were like two clusters of ghostly flames ignited in the bones, quietly looking at Qiao Yan, waiting for her vow.

As time passed, Qiao Yan looked at the stone statue with two horns behind the altar, her expression a little stiff.It wasn't until Joseph's sharp fingertips touched her face that she couldn't help but look at him. Joseph's blue eyes looked at her, and he looked a little disappointed. Sighed:

"Is it too sudden? Maybe you are too nervous."

Then he pinned the strands of hair hanging from her ears back, and stroked her face to comfort her:

"Although it's a bit regrettable, don't worry too much about it. Your oath will be fulfilled by me."

The young man's voice was gorgeous and noble, and there was nothing else to be heard except tenderness.

But Qiao Yan just felt a little flustered.

"To Azrael..."

She opened her mouth with some difficulty, as if she wanted to continue reading Joseph's oath, but it was difficult to continue after Azrael's name was spoken.

The magic in Odiris Manor made her see a world she had never seen in the past. What is the oath in this world like?

Is it something that cannot be easily promised.

Qiao Yan didn't dare to block, because she only had one game left to win the final victory.Hope is so close to her, but at this moment it seems so far away...

The boy's slightly sharp fingertips caressed Qiao Yan's lips, and he chuckled softly:

"Are you not used to this kind of oath? After all, you are all believers in the gods."

He tactfully concealed her rejection, then lowered his head and kissed her, and after opening his cool lips, there was an inescapable kiss.The temperature is demanded, and so is the breath.

When the kiss ended, Qiao Yan, whose brain was not so clear due to lack of oxygen, could only pant in his arms, while trying to calm down her somewhat turbulent mood.

The young man who was nostalgic for time buried his head in her ear and whispered:

"It's okay, don't force yourself. I will fulfill your oath."

There was indulgence in his voice, but Qiao Yan felt it was false.Just put it together with his appearance and age to feel false.And the light on the top of the hall was dim yellow and warm, but when it poured down, it made people feel warm, and his silver-white hair seemed to be dyed with warmth.

"Can I hug my bride?"

A smile appeared on his beautiful face, as beautiful as a time gone by forever, and the warm light reflected in his blue eyes, which made him appear softer.

"Or, Yan, do you want to refuse?"

When he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his warm breath hit Qiao Yan's earlobe, making her itchy.He took off Qiao Yan's hair accessories from her back, letting down her half-up black hair:

"If you're not ready, you can say no. Young girls always have the right to be willful, and that's lovely."

His words were like a feather, disturbing Qiao Yan's flustered mood.

He allowed to refuse?You can refuse!

The refusal that was about to be said was not able to be said in the end. The girl with long black hair raised her head and looked at the light above her head, and her confused mood suddenly fell silent.She suddenly made a choice that she hadn't even imagined, it seemed like she had thought it over and made an inexplicable choice when her mind was blank.

It's hard to believe, but it was indeed she who stretched out her hands and wrapped them around the neck of the boy in front of her, showing a tacit attitude.When she touched the headband that tied his hair, her hand didn't tremble in the slightest.

What was she thinking at that time?

I didn't think about anything, only the light that flickered past when I looked up just now.

Dim and warm, making people vulnerable.

The handsome and extravagant young man smiled in a low voice, and there seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere in his laughter.He raised his hand to hold Qiao Yan's hand, and led her to pull off his usual hair tie.

The golden hair band fluttered on the bench beside her.

His slightly curly silver hair hanging from his shoulders is very beautiful, especially when it is dyed with the warmth of the lamp, it can stir people's hearts even more.

The hands with slightly pointed fingers moved to his neck, he raised his head slightly, and took off the golden scarf that he usually pulled.

The golden scarf and the golden headband were put on the bench together, with some slightly wrinkled creases.

The young man with slightly curly silver hair on his shoulders held Qiao Yan's hand and slowly unbuttoned his collar. This process seemed extremely long and unbearable to Qiao Yan...

The last dark blue coat embroidered with gold patterns was also spread on the bench.

He only had a white shirt under his dark blue coat, and when he unbuttoned that shirt, Qiao Yan's hand could touch his extremely fair skin.The moment Qiao Yan touched his skin, Qiao Yan's body stiffened slightly.

He hugged her lightly in his arms and whispered comfort in her ear:

"Do not be afraid,"

There was a faint laughter in the boy's lowered voice, and the more obvious breathing sound made the air seem to be a bit hotter:

"I'll be happy..."

His sharp fingertips slid across Qiao Yan's back, leaving a slight tingling sensation as the traces of his fingertips slid, the dress split from the back, his palm completely touched the skin on her back, and then followed Caressing her back, as if trying to count every bone on her back...

"Don't be nervous, Yan..."

He always prolongs the consonant when he calls her name, which makes her appear extra lingering and ambiguous.His face was close to hers, close to her lips, taking her breath.The panting sound became more and more obvious, and it was hard to tell who it was, and the atmosphere became more and more confused.

He sat down on the bench, and then clasped Qiao Yan's waist and hugged her to his lap. The hand caressing on her back slowly moved down along her back, and the unfaded gorgeous skirt covered everything.

When her breathing resumed, Qiao Yan was already in a daze. She subconsciously grabbed the neck of the person in front of her to stabilize her body, raised her head and only looked at the gradually dimming light above her head.The black eyes were stained with a few things that she couldn't tell the difference, like a blank or not.

What is she thinking now?have no idea.

There is a sense of wild abandon where everything flies away from the moment.

When his breath sprayed on the collarbone, Qiao Yan seemed to feel that part of the skin burned.The silver-white hair hung down on her chest, bringing a cool itchy feeling when it brushed against her skin.

His teeth left marks on her skin. She didn't feel pain in the game, but a strange slightly warm feeling, especially when the warm tip of her tongue gently licked the teeth left on her skin. That feeling is more pronounced when printing.

The moment when I really merged felt a little trance, not painful, but very strange.Because she had never experienced it before, she was palpitating and flustered, and the feeling that her nerve endings were being pulled made her tremble all over.I wanted to say something, but I could only make some meaningless monotones.

The boy clasped her waist tightly with one hand, and stroked her back with the other to comfort her:

"Relax a little, it will be a wonderful experience..."

When he was close to her ear, his words were soft, with a little panting voice, as if some kind of magical power had been added to it, which made Qiao Yan's mind a little empty, and she didn't even know what he was talking about, but she did as she said.

The hypocritical tenderness was finally unloaded, and Qiao Yan almost wanted to cry out due to the accumulation of feelings, and then her throat seemed to be sealed and it was difficult to make a sound, and only panting was left when she opened her mouth...

Under the control of that explosive feeling, breathing seems to be a kind of difficulty, and he can only hand himself over to the other party to control him.The hands clasped around her back to support her from falling back.

……

A strange and frantic feeling rose from the tailbone, making Qiao Yan want to escape.That feeling is not uncomfortable, but very unbearable, as if one more second would make him go crazy.

Finally, there seemed to be a white light blooming in front of my eyes, and it seemed to be plunged into darkness, and the light above my head became blurred.

Qiao Yan leaned against Joseph's body weakly to breathe, her jet-black hair fell from her shoulders, covering a large area of ​​skin on her back, and her legs felt like they had lost strength after strenuous exercise.

Suddenly the scene in front of her eyes changed, she was laid flat on the bench, and the clothes under her body would not make her feel cold when she came into contact with the wooden surface of the bench.

"very tired?"

He bent down and kissed the skin of her neck, and the sound of his chuckle seemed to be infected with a lot of heat.The ambiguous red marks left on his fair skin always give him a strange sense of excitement. For Joseph, the current Qiao Yan is the right time to look beautiful.

The skin stained with an ambiguous red glow, the tired and half-open eyes, and the slender eyelashes are even stained with physiological tiny teardrops...

"Rest awhile?"

The teardrops stained on the eyelashes made the scene in front of Qiao Yan more and more hazy. She couldn't see the boy in front of her clearly, but could only see the increasingly hazy light above her head.

When he bent down to kiss her lips, the silver hair fell from his shoulders, forming a shadow that blocked Qiao Yan's sight.

"Don't fall asleep... Today's game will be very long."

His low voice in her ear concealed his greedy teasing.

Scorching