Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty Serving Soft

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With a quiver in his heart, Locke woke up most of the time.

Obviously he just pulled the corner of his clothes, but Locke felt the warmth between Ashar's fingers behind him through the cold clothes.

A restless flame rose in Locke's chest, no matter who was behind him or what consequences he would cause, Locke's brain temporarily lost the room to think.

Turning around and picking up Asha by the waist, Locke kicked open the door next to him and went straight to the bedroom.

At this time, Locke was like a beast, and also like a very impatient child. After throwing Ashaer on the bed involuntarily, Locke kissed Ashaer's moving lips.

On the tip of Ashar's tongue full of faint fragrance, Locke smelled a hint of alcohol.

Just as Locke rudely unbuttoned his clothes and was about to apply the same rudeness to Asha, she kept curling her body together and opened her eyes with a slightly undulating chest. She looked at Locke and said, " I just want to thank you for saving me, just like my sister thanked you."

Ashar didn't know that Keira was initially forced by Locke. Locke and Keira have always explained to the people around them that after Locke rescued her, the two couldn't help but have a relationship.

This time, Ashar seems to have substituted her role into the original Kayla.

How could Locke explain so much to Ashar at this time, he was about to be suffocated.

Slowly closing her eyes, Ashar's long eyelashes were still trembling slightly, this was her first time.

Locke has seen such a side of Ashaer once, and Locke, who was gradually burnt by lust and rational, rushed towards Ashaer, a little lamb, like a tiger.

Intense collisions, wild beast-like roars, and moving chanting chanting were staged in this fragrant boudoir.

When he woke up the next day, Locke, who was weak in his limbs, pinched his forehead. He hadn't felt so weak for a long time.

It's just that today, this weakness is not due to Locke's incompletely healed injury, but rather due to this guy's strenuous exercise for most of the night.

Beside Locke's arm, Ashar, whose skin was as smooth as suet, was still sleeping quietly.

Locke was cool, but Ashar was tormented miserably, not to mention it was the first time she suffered from Locke

I don't understand the wind and rain.

Admiring the beauty of spring on the bed, Locke sighed that he didn't expect that Ashar's dark magic ran down, it turned out to be such a moving figure.

Until now, Locke still has an unrealistic feeling of living in a dream. It is possible for him to have a relationship with anyone, but he never thought that one day he would have such a relationship with Ashar.

All along, his relationship with Ashar has been very delicate, there is a cooperative relationship between partners, a kinship relationship between his aunt and his brother-in-law, and a benefactor who once took care of Locke.

Even when the two of them are familiar enough, one look can confirm each other's thoughts.

But now they have another layer of relationship, whether they are husband and wife, or lovers, or both.

Subconsciously, Locke has always had a kind of fear of Ashar, which originated from the strong and inviolable image of Ashar in his mind, which began when he was a knight servant.

If Locke, who had regained his ability to judge rationally at this time, was allowed to return to yesterday, he would not necessarily dare to do such a shocking thing.

But just do it, and Locke is not a person who dare not admit it.

And judging from Ashar's reaction last night, it doesn't seem like she has too many rejections?

When Locke was full of thoughts and confusion in his heart, Ashar turned over lazily beside him, and let out a numb hum.

The white jade-like arm hugged Locke's right arm, and Ashar hadn't woken up yet.

It was the first time that Locke blushed when he saw that Asha was so affectionate with him.

What about him, why do you think so much, just cherish the moment. Locke expelled the chaotic thoughts in his mind, leaning on Ashaer with his head sideways, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

"You and I are just an accident. You can't tell others about our relationship, let alone Kayla." In the room, Ashar, who put on the magic robe again, said to Locke seriously.

Ashar's request was somewhat unexpected by Locke.

"Why? Don't you want to be with me?" Locke asked.

"I don't want to." Ashar replied with a sullen face.

When the words choked, Locke rolled his eyes, "Then why did you agree to do it with me?"

"I said, this is just to thank you for saving me in the first place." Ashar said.

"If only thanking this time is not enough? I want more." Locke said inch by inch, and walked in front of Ashar, the distance between the two was less than one centimeter.

The answer to Locke was the dark element orb that gradually condensed in Ashar's hand.

Before Ashar's dark element orb was condensed, the faster Locke took the lead. The turbulent wind-type grudge was wrapped in Locke's left fist. With just one punch, Locke smashed away what Ashar had not yet condensed. Dark Elemental Orb.

From the time his body gradually recovered, Locke found that his strength seemed to have further improved. Although he had not tested it with a combat power detector, he believed that in human form, he must have made a considerable improvement over his previous combat power.

And in the face of Locke's boxing style, Ashar also intentionally released water.

Locke injured the most

The most serious thing is the left arm. It's not very good now. If it collides with the dark element orb at this time, even Ashar can't guarantee that Locke will fall into a disabled state again.

After defeating the dark element orb, Locke embraced Ashar in his arms. He had always been in awe of Ashaer, but for some reason, Locke just wanted to show his tough side now.

"Thorn!" The magic robe was torn to pieces by Locke, and the two rolled into a ball again.

"I didn't have enough fun yesterday, I want to continue." Locke said frivolously, pinching Ashar's chin.

His face turned pale, and Ashar was angry.

But considering that a second-level magician was approached by a second-level knight and tightly locked with his limbs, Ashar opened his mouth, trying to scold something.

But soon, Ashar's scolding language turned into a touching moan, and the room was full of spring again.

This time, Locke chose to fight in the living room. If it wasn't for his body being restrained, Ashar would never have allowed Locke to do this.

"You can't tell Kayla them" Ashar gasped.

Locke just focused on burying his head and working hard, turning a deaf ear.

Ashar's voice gradually changed, and under Locke's savage shock, she began to throw off her armor.

The weak and fluctuating accent of "please" came from Asha's mouth. This was the first time Locke heard Asha's softness.

After a few seconds of silence, Locke said, "Got it."

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