Chapter 1577 Faith (27)

  Gently and softly, she moved closer to him little by little.

  Maybe it was because of the drop of blood, or maybe it was because my heart was beating too enthusiastically.

  For some reason, the closer Chesia got to him, the more he felt his body heat up.

   From the spine and coccyx, one after another, rushed to her chest, so warm that she even felt restless.

  The wings behind her have spread out because of this stimulation.

   A gust of wind was fanned in mid-air, as if this could dispel some of the heat from her body.

   Chesia's fair cheeks soon turned a delicate blush.

   In the beautiful eyeballs, there is also a slight mist, as if a little dizzy.

   Probably because the distance was too close, she felt that the air was filled with the smell of God.

  A faint, indescribably dizzying fragrance.

   This strange feeling was too strong, so strong that Cesia faintly felt something was wrong.

  But the man with his eyes closed in front of him, seemed to have some magical power, and was always attracting her.

  The overly cold and fragile beauty on her body made her unable to bear it, wanting to do something to him.

  Cecia stared at the **** for a long time with watery eyes.

  In the end, she was like a prey who was being lured and lost her mind, and gently covered her up.

  She was kissing him, unconsciously.

  When the soft and warm touch came, it was almost as if an electric current was passing through her wings, and the beautiful feathers shone with light golden light.

  The hot feeling in her heart seemed to be overflowing, making her heart beat violently, endlessly.

  Evil angel, when doing such a thing against her belief, it is obvious that she has long forgotten the oath of loyalty.

  Offended her beliefs, and made such an arrogance to the flawless **** on the altar.

   But she still doesn't know.

  Still eating marrow and taste, bit by bit, doing offensive things to the supreme God.

   Almost, he made an unprecedented and extremely serious mistake.

  The beautiful and cold god, with his eyes closed, is like a fragile flower bud that can be picked by others, without the ability to resist.

   Only let such an evil angel offend him over and over again.

   Until, the soft lips were dyed the brightest red color.

  Charming, yet breathtakingly beautiful.

  …

  …

  …

  When Cesia regained her senses, her presumptuous movements stopped suddenly.

  The misty eyes instantly cleared a little.

  Her body froze for a few seconds, and she looked at her masterpiece with her head down.

  The cold yet fragile and beautiful god, on the snow-white face, the lips have been kissed and swollen, like delicate and trembling petals.

  He leaned there, his robes a little messy.

   Long fingers with perfect bone shape, like a weak puppet, resting on the side.

  Beautiful abdominal muscles, dripping and smooth mermaid lines, faintly revealed under the holy robe.

   And she, so courageous as to sit on his lap, put her restless hand on it and stroked it for a long time.

   "..." Chesia's face was slightly stiff, and the hands on his abdominal muscles were trembling.

  For some reason, she was fascinated for a while, making her unable to control what she did to him, and now...

  She withdrew her hand almost instantly as if she was being burned.

  I know that I have made a big mistake, which cannot be forgiven.

  She stood up stiffly, trying to run.

   ran to a place where he couldn't find her at all.

  (end of this chapter)