Being Pursued By The Empress, Begging Me To Let Go!

Chapter 433: [Unforgettable Scene~]

Chapter 433: [Unforgettable scene~]

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"Earl Su Ning, why did you stop?"

"Are you dissatisfied with Elizabeth?"

Sensing Su Ning's abnormality, Elizabeth leaned shyly on Su Ning's enthroned shoulder, and said to Su Ning provocatively.

However, what she didn't expect was that Su Ning still didn't respond, but stared straight at the far direction outside the window.

“Earl Su Ning, what are you looking at?”

"Let people appreciate it~"

Elizabeth twisted her body, her enchanting body was covered in white flowers, like cream.

She tilted her head, leaned on Su Ning's shoulder, followed the direction of Su Ning's gaze, and happened to see Joan of Arc walking slowly towards the two of them.

"This woman is really shameless!"

"The clothes don't fit well, she must be a slutty woman!"

Elizabeth pointed to Joan of Arc who was tearing the wind, and said to Su Ning shyly, standing on the moral high ground and pointing at Joan of Arc.

Because of the previous battle with Ling Feiyan, the clothes on Joan of Arc's body were already in tatters.

The broken stockings on the lower body are easy to deal with, and taking them off to bandage the wound is considered waste.

It's just the tattered white cloth on the chest, but Joan of Arc had to keep it.

Although it looks a little indecent, and even feels like tearing the wind, if you remove it, then you will be completely exposed.

"Huh~"

"Hoohoo~"

A gust of western North Sea blows past from time to time, just in time to blow the rag in front of Joan of Arc's chest, and the spring scenery under her body can be seen at a glance.

"It's pretty big."

Su Ning couldn't help sighing, and when she turned around, she happened to meet Elizabeth's dissatisfied gaze.

She crossed her arms, her face was flushed, and she looked at Su Ning angrily,

"My lord, don't watch!"

"If you want to see it, you can only look at other people's!"

After in-depth communication with Su Ning, Elizabeth has long since lost the distinction between master and servant, and she has less awe of Su Ning.

Instead, possessiveness.

I wish Su Ning would be hers alone from now on.

"Hey, my baby~ don't make trouble anymore."

Su Ning said to Elizabeth in a numb tone, and couldn't help stroking her hair with her big hands, admonishing,

"Elizabeth, you have to know that the good things in this world cannot belong to you alone."

"You have to know how to share with others, and be a woman who knows how to share, understand?"

Su Ning stroked Elizabeth's forehead gently, and said softly.

The eyes were full of gentle pampering, and she didn't feel angry or angry at all because of Elizabeth's selfish behavior just now.

Every woman wants to possess herself alone, not to share with anyone.

This is the law and conclusion that Su Ning finally summed up after reading countless women.

Not enough, Su Ning also knows that a person as good as himself, with good genes, cannot be partial to a woman.

To sow seeds of love all over the world.

Therefore, Su Ning often teaches the own harem, persuades them with own theoretical knowledge, and lets them accept sharing the fact of own with other women.

"Hush, don't make a sound, she doesn't seem to see us?"

"Is she a blind man?"

Looking at Joan of Arc who was gradually approaching in the direction of own, Su Ning seemed to have discovered something, and waved her hand to signal Elizabeth not to make a sound.

And Elizabeth was also very witty, she directly chose to keep silent, but she didn't shut up.

"She appears to be blind, but she poses no threat to us."

"no need to worry."

Su Ning whispered to Elizabeth, but did not get an answer.

Only occasionally I heard some "woo woo~" voices.

The two silently stared at Joan of Arc in the room, while Joan of Arc was still slowly taking her own steps, her white and smooth feet stepping on the lawn, making a hoarse sound.

A strange tranquility suddenly fell into the air, and the three of them were in a strange atmosphere.

"what happened?"

"Why is there no sound?"

The sudden disappearance of the voice made Joan of Arc even start to wonder if her ears were broken.

"Did that couple disappear?"

"Where did they go, they left so quickly?"

Joan of Arc couldn't believe what happened just now, thinking that she had hallucinations due to the loss of Spirit Power, and continued to lift her feet and grope forward.

She was getting closer and closer to Su Ning and Elizabeth, and soon came to a distance of less than two meters between them.

Take another step forward, the distance is less than one meter.

Su Ning can touch the body of Joan of Arc as long as she stretches out one arm.

"Elizabeth, put on your coat, we are ready to welcome this friend."

"Don't be too rude."

Su Ning said to Elizabeth,

"I do not want it."

"Anyway, she can't see it!"

Elizabeth ignored Su Ning's voice transmission, but directly expressed her rejection with her eyes.

Looking up at the Holy Maiden, she felt very resentful in her heart.

If you don't come sooner or later, but you have to show up here at the most critical time, it's just ruining people's interest!

"Go away, don't take another step forward!"

"Otherwise, I will definitely stab your heart with a sword!"

Seeing that Joan of Arc did not intend to stop at all, Elizabeth directly shouted angrily, wanting to make the woman in front of her leave quickly.

Although it has been determined that Joan of Arc's eyes can no longer see anything, Elizabeth still feels weird.

There was an uncomfortable feeling, after all no one likes to be watched by another person while doing something like that.

There are very few talents who can be as graceful as the actors in the movie Little Days.

“Earl Su Ning, leave her alone, let’s continue.”

"Since this woman is ignorant, let her stay here by herself. I'll see how long she can stay!"

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Two hours passed, and the sky gradually turned into night.

The starry sky at night was dotted with a little bit of starlight. Under the dazzling starry sky, Joan of Arc felt that the fog in front of her eyes seemed to be dispelled.

A vague influence gradually appeared in front of Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc swears on her own life, this is definitely a sight that she will never forget!