After all, Molia has never concealed her desire for her forever, and she is not mentally retarded, so she can naturally feel it.

Today's proposal during the day is an excuse to give yourself to Moria.

And... to be honest, after hearing so many corners of Molia, Hera herself was a little curious. Is the feeling of ebb and flowing tides really as comfortable as Sanye and the others called?

However, although I accepted it, I was still a little shy and at a loss.

After all, it was the first time. She heard from the elders of the fishman tribe that when they did that kind of thing, they were all stabbed by needles. They didn’t feel anything, so they passed.

After all, all male fishmen are very small in size!

I heard that humans are different. Some people are very big. Hera is a little afraid and expects, and she doesn't know what she is looking forward to.

"Don't be afraid, it's very comfortable!"

Molia gently grabbed Hera's hand and fell to the bed.

There is no quilt on the bed, only a smooth white mattress and a long blue and white striped pillow.

In the rustling moment, the two of them were already honest.

"etc!"

Hera held down a big hand that was just a scammer and said with a blushing face: "Boss, you... want to promise me... buy me experimental equipment, and use your life energy to cooperate with me for experiments."

This may be Hera's last stubbornness, and Molia naturally nodded in agreement.

After a wave of friction and heat.

Moria straightened her body, reached out to stroke it, and after putting her position on her body, her body sank.

"How is it? Are you comfortable?"

Hera hesitated for a moment, looked at Molia's inquiring eyes, and said intermittently: "It seems...no...nothing...feel!"

Moria thought to herself: Sure enough, the difference in height brings not only height, but also length, thickness.

However, this is not a problem for Moria. In order to adapt to any environment, Moria has long developed the shadow shaping ability that can change its body shape at will.

Partial changes are naturally no problem.

Get up and get out of bed, Moria came to the end of the bed, aimed her body at the oil lamp, letting the light shine through him, and projecting his side shadow on the wall at the end of the bed.

Moria glanced at the shadow protruding from the side on the wall and said to Hera on the bed, "What type do you want?"

Hera heard this and supported her upper body and leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the shadow on the wall, stretched out her right hand to her chest, and bent her four fingers together, reaching under her equally curved thumb, forming a circle with almost no hole to see.

"It's probably that!" Hera said weakly.

"Who do you... look down on me!" Molia glared at her eyes and said, "I'm pushing it a little bit!"

Hera did as he stretched out his four fingers and thumbs a little at the same time, and asked, "Do you think this is OK?"

Molia was silent and asked back, "It's not that I think it's OK, but do you think it's OK?"

Hera stopped talking, holding his right hand there, and she wanted to stretch it out but didn't know how big it was. Molia was not satisfied with it, and she was almost crying.

"never mind!"

"Come here, show yourself, see what type of thing you need, I can make it for you!"

Molia waved and asked Hera to come over to measure it himself.

Finally, after some practical inspection, with the help of life return and shadow shaping, the shadows on the wall became stylish.

Hera returned to the bed, Molia leaned back, so that the center of gravity would not move too far, and then climbed onto the bed.

With one stroke and one stroke, the two reunited again.

"I feel comfortable this time!"

"pain!!"

"It's okay, I'll feel comfortable in a while!"

After a while.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Um…"

“It can be more comfortable!”

This night.

The tides are ebbing and flowing, ups and downs, and magnificent.

...

It was also this night.

North Sea.

The country where Molia took away the fruits of the surgery.

In the spacious and luxurious palace hall, on the smooth green floor tiles, there is a long clothes pole connected between two tripods.

There are more than a dozen pieces of clothes made of people hanging on it.

Lieutenant General Crane stood in front of his clothes and stared at the person on the clothes pole.

The king, queen and other royal family members, as well as several palace guards.

Since Molia left the kingdom last time, He suspected that the country was under control and has been investigating secretly.

Finally she discovered a terrible fact.

The kings of these countries voluntarily obey the actors.

This really shocked He, and at the same time, he guessed that these kings should be controlled by some kind of mental ability.

Although this kind of ability to control the mind is rare, the knowledgeable crane knows that there are many related fruits of this ability in this world.

Like her washing fruits, after washing away the sins of people, and then taking a little guidance, they can basically bring a righteous navy to the navy.

Thinking back then, the Navy specifically asked her to recruit naval recruits because of her ability.

Now... it is not surprising that the actor has such a similar ability hiding around him.

The corner of the hell raised his mouth slightly and whispered: "But... the actor probably couldn't have imagined that my washing fruit can not only wash away the evil in people's hearts, but also wash away the control over the soul!"

In a while.

The clothes on the clothes lever slide down and turn back into a human form.

The ability to wash fruits seems to have washed away Shadow Nu's control.

As soon as they returned to their human form, all of these people's expressions changed.

I only felt that my behavior was terrible in the past few months, and I actually obeyed a vicious pirate.

The feeling of the mind being controlled allows them to recover for a moment and feel the ultimate fear.

"king!"

"king!"

Among the fifteen people, all five guards knelt down to the king, with a shame, they were easily controlled by the enemy, and...

The five guards glanced at the queen and the three princesses, and then quickly lowered their heads and said nothing.

They remembered that the king's woman seemed to have been with the pirate every night for a while, and they stood outside and guarded.

"It is absolutely not acceptable. When the king asks about it later, they say they don't remember it, they only remember that they are controlled."

At this moment, the five guards arranged the script in their hearts in a tacit understanding.

Otherwise, they are afraid that they will not survive tonight!

The most uncomfortable and terrifying thing at this moment is the king.

Thinking of this period of time, he not only knelt in front of a humble pirate, but his queen and princess also accompanied the humble pirate to rise and fall on his big bed, singing every night.

Sometimes he had to listen to the joyful voice of his woman and a pirate outside.

When he thought of this, the king's ultimate anger and fear were intertwined, making his face tangled like a hemp rope.

"Actor!!!"

"I...you..."

"Navy, how do you protect us, the franchises of the world governments!!"

"I actually let a... such a vicious pirate come..."

The last sentence was scared and did not dare to say it.

Because the crane's eyes were faint, especially when he thought of himself hanging on the pole like a clothes hanging, the feeling of being washed away in his heart frightened the king.

There was no way to be afraid, he suddenly remembered that the ability of this female navy to cleanse the soul was also terrifying.

He was afraid that he would become another person by accident, the kind of situation where he was guarding outside the door and listening to his woman screaming happily, he didn't want to reappear.

"Tell me, how are you controlled? Which pirate around the actor controls you?"

He ignored the king's fear. She just wanted to know who the person around Moria had the ability to control his mind was.

"It's that...that terrible pirate, he controlled me..."

The king originally wanted to talk about the lowly pirate, but for some reason the words automatically became terrible. He didn't think it was wrong, and continued to be afraid and told me that Moriya used his shadow to transform them into shadows.
To be continued...