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Aula poured herself a pot of boiling water and prepared to let it cool down before drinking it.
I couldn't help but imagine the shy and searching look of Fulilian after her cold outer shell fell off. The elf girl was like a young willow that had just sprouted in spring, with a slender and graceful figure.
After being hit on the butt by Ivan as a signal, his brows were first furrowed, and then slowly relaxed.
As she whispered softly and swayed her body, her long, silky hair casually fell over her shoulders, cascading down like a silvery waterfall, drawing an alluring arc in the air...
Gan!
Why did she suddenly feel a little embarrassed? !
"Lord Aura, are you okay?" Linie asked with concern.
Although Linie was still a child who didn't understand much about human emotions, she could still detect the obvious displeasure in Aura.
She didn't know how to comfort him, so she took out a big weapon from under her skirt - a hatchet.
The sharp blade gleamed with a cold light.
It is said that in some film and television works it is the best weapon to kill the rival in love.
"Lord Aura, is it that female elf named Fulilian who has angered you? I'll go get rid of her!"
"No, no, no."
Aura quickly grabbed the impatient Linie and said, "You're just going to get killed if you go in alone. Even if you join me, we won't be able to defeat you. So don't just think about fighting and killing right away. Use your brain."
She began to persuade and impart her experience in life.
"Don't fight if you can avoid it, and don't participate in disputes if you can avoid them. We can become stronger as long as we keep living, so don't be too concerned about temporary gains and losses. Living well is the most important thing."
Of course, living well here does not mean the hysterical way of the demons in the past, where they could live well by killing their competitors. Instead, it means living well in a new way, which is not to provoke trouble but not to be afraid of trouble, and to kill the opponent if you do take action.
"Besides, strictly speaking, Fulilian and I aren't enemies. At most, we're just rivals in love. There's no need to resort to force. If we resort to force, it would only make me look like the loser."
Now Aura's breasts have returned to their original size. This is also due to the limitations of magic. The command to change physical characteristics will not last long.
Otherwise, Fulilian would really be classified into the enemy camp by Aura, and the battle would never end.
"In short, all external actions must serve a purpose, and to achieve that purpose, you must first use your brain. Only when your brainpower is insufficient will you resort to force. Because if you get used to using force to solve problems, your brain will degenerate. When you encounter a problem that can't be solved by force, you won't even be able to think, and you'll just stand there stupidly..."
After speaking for such a long time, Aura felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the cup beside him and drank it all in one gulp.
But she was careless and forgot that the water in the cup was still hot.
"Woooaa! Hot hot hot hot—"
Aula quickly spat out the hot water, then rushed to the faucet to turn on the cold water, and stretched out her red tongue that was numbed by the burns to rinse it continuously to cool down.
After more than ten minutes, he turned off the faucet and sat back in his seat. The demons could not use the goddess's healing magic, so in this situation they could only rely on their self-healing abilities. With the actions just now, Aura had reduced the pressure on his body's self-healing system to the minimum.
"Lord Aura, would you like some ice?"
"No, no, the temperature has dropped. Holding ice in your mouth will have a negative effect. The tongue has many blood vessels and has excellent recovery capabilities. If it gets frostbitten or has blood circulation blocked, recovery will be slower."
"It's amazing, Master Aura, you know so much."
"I've never seen anything like this before."
When others are unhappy, drinking cold water will get them stuck in their teeth, but for me, it’s the opposite, drinking hot water will burn my tongue.
Although the pain has been minimized due to timely treatment and saliva contains natural analgesics, the mouth still feels uncomfortable.
……
In the early morning, Fulilian also felt discomfort in her mouth.
After a hesitant and unclear greeting of good morning, she finally managed to successfully solve Ivan's early morning quest.
"You think this place is a love hotel~"
Celia appeared out of nowhere in the room, looking down at the two people on the bed. She was already used to seeing Ivan's body, so her attention was mostly on Fulilian.
Although she had an advantage in figure, especially in the plumpness of her breasts and thighs, Fulilian's snow-white, smooth skin and slender, delicate figure were not to be outdone.
Especially the ethereal, noble and delicate temperament can easily arouse men's desire to destroy.
Not to mention Ivan, even she wanted to ravage him severely.
"Flillian, how are you taking the medicine I gave you?"
"Well, the medicine worked very well and made the first time go very smoothly. If you want to go into details, how about letting me put on my clothes first? You're not here at the right time."
"No, I came just in time."
Celie had her usual strong smile on her face.
"And why are you wearing clothes? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to ask this question in bed?"
She untied her belt, and her robe fell directly to the ground, revealing her foul figure that could be called a giant loli mother.
Then he pointed at Ivan, who had switched to the standing stick position, and climbed onto the big bed which was spacious enough to sleep more than five people.
Crawling closer little by little.
The picture presented was a double quantum soft collision entanglement that Fulilian would never be able to achieve in her lifetime.
This absolutely realistic experiment with the physics engine produced large, white glare afterimages that were very shaky.
"Look, someone seems to be still full of energy~"
NO, I have not!
Ivan covered his lower back, his arsenal was empty. Facing the ill-intentioned Celie and the fiercely watching Furlin from the side, could he really win?
Guaranteed to die!!
Fulilian (Modern) : 111 Help Fulilian put on her clothes
"That's it?"
Looking at Celia, who was so arrogant not long ago but now so tired that she lay naked on the bed, Ivan realized that it was just a false alarm.
As long as the opponent is not taking drugs, he will be in the familiar weak state. After a few attacks, he will be exhausted and fall down, unable to get up.
As for Freellian, the effect of the drug had worn off and she was just an ordinary elf. Under Ivan's superb marksmanship, she quickly chose to surrender.
"Ivan, help me get dressed~"
Fulilian, who was exhausted even wearing only panties, spoke lazily, like a child acting coquettishly.
"You're not a child anymore. Can't you put on your clothes by yourself?"
"I have no strength left in my body and can't move at all. Usually when I encounter this kind of situation, it is Philen who helps me put on my clothes."
"I really can't do anything with you. Come on, reach out your hand."
"Well……"
Ivan said helplessly, picked up Fulilian's shirt and gently spread it out.
Celia, who looked like she could dress herself, stopped and said, "Ivan, come and help me dress too."
"Okay, okay, come one by one."
He first lifted Fulilian's right hand and put her arm into the right sleeve. Then, he walked around to Fulilian's left side, lifted her left hand gently, and slowly put it into the left sleeve.
Then, Ivan walked to Fulilian, buttoned her clothes from the navel upwards, carefully straightened her clothes, and gently turned up the collar.
Then came the lower body. After tying the skirt from the side, he put a pair of black tights on Fulilian's small jade feet.
It slid smoothly up to the base of the thigh, making a slight sound as it rubbed against the skin, and finally with a "snap" sound, the pantyhose fit the skin completely, perfectly outlining the girl's slender and attractive leg curves.
"Should this be considered complete?"
"Underwear, you forgot to put underwear on me..." Fulilian reminded lightly.
Ivan: "...You should have said this earlier."
He ignored it because he was too poor. If he said this, would he be able to leave the room with all his limbs intact?
It’s better not to do anything stupid.
So Ivan helped to unbutton Fleury's shirt one by one, put on a sports bra suitable for her flat chest, and then repeated the process of putting on the top.
"It's my turn next~" Celia sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed. Compared to Fulilian's slender legs, hers were more fleshy and very soft and comfortable to touch.
She raised one foot slightly and moved closer to Ivan.
"Come on, this is a reward for helping me put on my clothes in advance. Don't you like this kind of style? I'm used to helping women put on socks first and then tops."
"I've already said that I didn't do it on purpose. I just happened to forget. Otherwise, I'd be so bored as to put it on, take it off, and then put it on again. It's such a meaningless thing."
"Is it really an accident?"
Celia put her feet on Ivan's chest again. At this time, she was not wearing any clothes, so this posture naturally left her open.
Ivan extended his hand as well.
This level of small games is purely for fun play between husband and wife, only Fulilian seems a little unnatural.
Ivan looked at Celia and leaned closer. "You... don't want to get out of bed today?"
Celie still kept her eyes slightly raised, looking relaxed and at ease.
"Just a joke, just a joke. Come and help me get dressed...Firenzanze and the others should be waiting for dinner soon."
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door.
Speaking of Philen, here comes Philen.
"Lady Celia, does it take so long for you to get Lady Flillian and Lady Ivan down to dinner?"
Fearon's voice came from outside the door.
"Is he going to stay in bed with me?"
Celia was very optimistic about Philen, the disciple of a disciple of a disciple with great talent, so she even gave him a key.
She just happened to have it with her at this juncture.
Then there was a click.
The door opened.
First, the fragrance of some kind of nan flower hits your face, and the concentration is almost enough to make you pregnant at the first sniff.
Looking at the messy scene in the house, Philen was stunned as if his brain had lost its connection.
A full ten seconds passed before he reversed his movements as if playing a movie in reverse and closed the door again.
"Phiren saw us..." Fulilian turned her head and glanced at Ivan. "I'm going to get lectured again. It's a good thing they didn't come in when you were helping me get dressed, otherwise the lecture would probably last twice as long."
"Did she pick her up to be your mother?..."
Ivan complained, but didn't stop helping Celia put on her clothes.
Unlike Freellian, whose breasts have a weak presence, Celie has bright big thunder headlights and never forgets to put on a protective cover.
After putting on the top and skirt, Ivan thought for a moment and still did not put stockings on Celie's feet.
And it is for the consideration of the other party
Celie prefers to be naked and unrestrained. She can play and kick water in the pool in the garden at any time. If she wears socks, it will be an extra step. It is not a big deal, but it is better to avoid these trivial matters if possible.
At this moment, Philen's heart was beating like a drum outside the door, the scene she had just seen kept appearing in her mind, and a blush appeared on her pretty face.
You know, when I asked you to help Celie put on her clothes, you knew she wasn't wearing any herself!
In Philen's opinion, he was completely prepared to do that kind of thing!
And there was also Fulilian watching nearby.
What are you doing, Master? Why are you just standing there watching?
It can only be said to be a strange play.
The older generation really had a blast.
Philen hurried downstairs, holding the handle, and sat back at his seat at the dining table.
She didn't know how to face Celia, Fulilian and the others with what expression, and she felt flustered and embarrassed.
Malushil was the first to notice something was wrong with Philen and asked, "What's wrong? Philen, did you fail to get them to eat? They're still sleeping at this hour. You're just a wastrel who's eating too much rice."
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