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Chapter Thirty-Eight Playthings and the Road to the King

Instead, the other person will live in guilt forever.

There was a bitterness in Aranza's chest, so bitter that it wrinkled his heart. So he finally embarked on a path of searching for God that no mortal could imagine. He wanted to find the God who controls life and death, and resurrect the girl who died for him.

He wanted to smooth out the wrinkles in his heart and bring everything back to the beginning. At that time, Aranza only needed to smile nonsensically and point the sword in the direction the girl pointed. Those were simple and happy days, with a little bit of roughness.

.

But, in the final analysis, Lotte Aranza died long before Jie Xi left this world.

What is still alive now is Aranza's guilt.

Perhaps because of the sudden revelation of his worries, the boy stopped saying anything to Fiya and just walked in silence. Unconsciously, the distance between Fiya and Aranza was slightly lengthened, and she walked behind him.

I noticed that the white hair on his head was more eye-catching.

However, for some reason, Feiya felt slightly relieved.

The real king has always climbed to the top on mountains of bones. Those writers in the Thorny Continent have always only praised this sentence, and the following words are not that they don't know, but the glory of the king has plated the brilliance behind him.

Haze. Yes, among the mountains of corpses, there are enemies and relatives.

Unknowingly, Fia has regarded Aranza as one of her relatives, and Aranza must be the same. But Fia doesn't know whether to celebrate or mourn for this: Aranza's future is destined to be extraordinary, and she, perhaps, will eventually

Becoming a member of that pile of bones is just a very brief embellishment in Aranza's life.

This is the sorrow of the king and the glory of his relatives who died for him.

After returning to the Black Pearl, no one mentioned a word about the Golden Tree of Life. Aranza even went to Hancock's room for this purpose.

"Don't worry, I'm still your guard. I'm just a little bored on the boat and want to go out for some fresh air." At this time, Hancock had just finished bathing. He was only wrapped in a slightly transparent white silk bathrobe, and his fair skin was

Under the cover of the long robe, it is exciting, and every time she moves, her seductive curves are ready to come out, as charming as a snake.

As long as he is a man, he will never be able to control himself when faced with such a scenery. Moreover, Aranza is still in the prime of youth and cannot bear the surging male instinct in her body. She stood up in a hurry and planned to leave Hancock's room.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Hancock, however, spoke out to stop Aranza. She was sitting at the carved solid wood square table that Aranza had placed in the room when she moved in. Her slender arms were connected to the smooth backs of her hands, and she had a playful face.

Aranza froze, and he didn't even dare to look back. Turning around and looking at Hancock again would definitely make him lose control! He didn't dare to speak, so he just stood there, waiting for Hancock's next words.

Then, he heard something that made him scream and go crazy.

"You, go take a shower."

The other meaning of this sentence is self-evident!

Aranza instinctively wanted to resist. This was not the blessing of the goddess of luck. In fact, he had already had a premonition that he would become Hancock's plaything! For Aranza, this was a shame! Just like at that time

Aranza didn't like the humiliation mixed with pleasure at all what Yvette did to him on the roof of the Noland City Auction House. However, the images that were coming out of his head made him unable to control his body, stiff and

Quickly rush towards the bathroom!

Aranza rushed into the bathroom and unscrewed the water gate on the wall without hesitation. Before the clear water could fill the bathtub, she almost angrily tore off her clothes, then plunged into the bathtub, and the cold water filled the bathtub with her breath.

It spread over his body and finally suppressed the blood boiling on the surface of his skin.

Aranza was able to breathe out. Hancock's words were comparable to the enchantment magic of a succubus. Now, Aranza, who had just calmed down, immediately looked left and right, trying to escape from the bathroom to the deck. What Hancock said?

He couldn't care less about happiness and anger now. Men like to dominate women, but rarely like to be dominated. But it was only then that Aranza discovered tragically that it was not difficult to escape from this bathroom. What was difficult was that he quickly tore off his clothes.

. And after the Ring of the Treasury was blocked in the Uncharted Sea, all Aranza could wear was the Silence Suit and two sets of changes of clothes.

tragedy!

At this moment, there was a faint creaking sound from the bathroom door. Although the sound fell on Aranza's ears, it was like thunder, making him tense up involuntarily!

Hancock walked into the bathroom! She was still wearing a white bathrobe, but the bathrobe fell off the moment she closed the bathroom door. Aranza suddenly felt that her blood, which had just been suppressed by the cold water, was boiling again, even to the point of reaching unprecedented levels.

The highest height ever! Aranza tried hard to suppress her instinct to turn to Hancock, but at this moment, she was surprised to find that he could not make any movement at all!

Hancock used magic to suppress his body.

Then, with excitement and fear, he saw a long, white leg stepping into the bathtub.

Painful and happy!

When Hancock sat completely on him and began to twist her impeccable waist, Aranza, who was unable to move and accommodate, only had one feeling, an extremely uncomfortable but extremely happy feeling. Although at this moment

There was already a haze in his heart, and Aranza even secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would reverse the current situation!

Hancock was only seeking her own pleasure in Aranza's body, so she didn't care about Aranza's feelings at all. At a certain moment, it was not because of super endurance but because of something that could not be catered to that she finally succeeded in getting out of Aranza.

The body came out and poured into Hancock's body. Immediately afterwards, Aranza felt a burst of exhaustion, but Hancock's pleasure was not over yet, so for Aranza, the next physical contact finally became a kind of torture.

.

However, when Hancock let out a soft groan, the blood in Aranza's body that had been drained began to boil again!

Aranza let out a cry of pain in his heart, and suddenly regretted why he had been so persistent in certain aspects. This made him feel even more ashamed, because in Hancock's eyes, his performance was just a very useful toy.

Just a plaything.

This torture, favored by the goddess of luck, lasted all night. When Hancock stretched his waist with satisfaction and took his body out of Aranza's body, Aranza's feeling was no less than that of a slave who had been imprisoned for a long time.

Finally regained my freedom.

"Fresh and delicious," Hancock's usual arrogant eyes fell on Aranza and he commented with satisfaction. Then, she sat on the edge of the bathtub with her legs crossed, one of which had an unparalleled look.

Turning to Aranza's chin, "What? I've given you an advantage, but you still want to look at me like a resentful woman?"

Aranza snorted coldly and did not answer Hancock's words. Hancock had already released the restraints on his body, so the young man suddenly jumped out of the bathtub, regardless of how much water splashed in front of him.

On the woman. He stepped out of the bathtub, grabbed his clothes, wrapped them around his waist, and opened the bathroom door.

Bad night!


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