Familiar sleep.

Comfortable embrace.

There is no pain of falling into the abyss, no fear that pierces the soul

Only the sweet aroma and softness...it's a bit overwhelming.

'Um?'

Ken opened his eyes tiredly and saw the familiar ceiling in front of him.

Emilia's power filled the surroundings, trying to press the surroundings into reality.

It is indeed a dream.

That ugly body...

Ken looked down.

A pair of purple eyes came into his sight.

"Amy?"

he asked doubtfully.

How could Amy come to his dream?

Could it be a sign from spiritual consciousness?

Ken was about to continue speaking, but his mouth was blocked.

Sakura's lips kissed his lips skillfully. With her skillful skills, he felt that all his weaknesses were seen through, and all his skills were in his favorite place!

This is?

After a long time, the lips parted.

There was even a water line drawn between the two.

Ken gasped for air in a panic, but a slender and strong hand suppressed him!

His cold but unusually soft palms reached into his collar.

'What's going on, why do you have such a dream!'

Ken's head was dizzy from the skillful operation.

Amy in this dream seemed to be familiar with all his hobbies, and in a moment, she completely controlled him at her own pace!

"Amy, don't - um -"

The words were blocked again.

The girl with purple eyes looked at him with a smile.

"So cute, looking at you so innocently, it seems that you haven't been taken away by that woman for the first time.

So, I took the first kiss, right?"

Ken finally took a breath when Amy spoke.

He noticed that the Amy in front of him was different from the Amy in his impression.

She was wearing thin pajamas, and from this dangerous angle, she could see a large area of ​​her delicate body.

Her eyes were bright purple, but the center of her eyes was dark chaos.

Just by noticing that chaos, your soul will be sucked into it!

There is no white rabbit hairpin on her head, her hair is very long, and her hair is spread out almost touching the ground!

"Uh-huh, the time is up, what a pity." The purple-haired girl suddenly raised her head, with an unhappy look on her face, as if she was looking at something that made her unhappy.

Before Ken noticed, her hand was held in an extremely dangerous position.

"The price is high, but I will charge some interest first, bad thing." Amy smoothed her long hair with her hands and sat up from Ken.

Her eyes looked at Ken, and Ken's figure appeared in her eyes. She looked very serious, stared at Ken, and said: "Don't cross that line, your life is not that cheap."

‘Huh?’ Ken blinked.

"What do you mean - um -"

The words were blocked, and the long kiss sucked out the soul.

This is the longest kiss ever.

Consciousness becomes scattered during contact.

"Varied!"

Ken stood up suddenly!

His body was covered in sweat.

In front of me is a familiar bedroom.

It was indeed a dream...Ken held his forehead.

I don't know why I have such a dream, but it doesn't seem to be a good sign.

What does "Don't cross that line" mean?

Dreamland is the link between the spiritual world and reality.

Therefore, things that appear in dreams are often related to revelations from the spiritual world.

Ken thought for a moment and decided to give up.

Maybe it was the content of the elf book I read yesterday that caused some strange reactions?

If you don’t understand, keep sleeping.

Ken glanced out the window.

It's still dark, the night is still deep...

He closed his eyes.

Consciousness sinks into dreamland.

The familiar comfortable embrace and warm body.

Opening his eyes, a pair of pink eyes were looking at him.

'Sure enough, this is correct...'

Well--

Ken's words were blocked again.

The elf girl bit his lips in revenge.

The sky is not yet bright, the night is still deep, and the night is still long.

…

Brenda Church.

Although there are clergymen on duty 24 hours a day in front of the door to avoid delays in people's reports of heresy.

However, the interior of the church will not be open to the public at night.

Addison closed her eyes and knelt under the statue of the Mother Goddess.

He is waiting for someone.

Footsteps sounded.

Two footsteps, one big and one small, sounded from behind him.

"Ms. Emily, the priest is here." A masculine voice sounded.

"I know." A young female voice immediately sounded.

She is coming.

Addison opened her eyes and turned around.

A woman with long black hair caught his eye.

Purple divine robe.

Purple pupils.

Still young, still beautiful.

Just like when he still had longing for her.

The woman with long black hair looked him up and down, and said in a polite but cold tone:

"I haven't seen you in just a few years, but you're already so big, little Addison."

The old priest performed the standard priest etiquette, and then said: "You are still so young, Ms. Emily."
To be continued...