Nalimi's breathing was in his ears, Simon was stiff and still thinking about the problems of eternity.

tobeornottobe.

Many times men just make choices between animals and animals.

But in the same way, blood is just making choices between going to the big head and going to the small head.

After thinking too much, Simon gradually calmed down.

Although Nalimi's soft body was still scattered with silent temptation, Simon lost the impulse he had just now.

The energy of yi is extinguished again and then exhausted three times. The ancients are truly unrestrained.

What he is worried about now is whether Nalimi will remember what she had just given birth tomorrow.

If it was a simple onenightstand, Simon would have been slapped without hesitation. Even in the bold modern society, you can come to the bar at will with the girls you just met in the bar, but as long as you have a brain, you will never drink with the classmates and colleagues sitting next to you every day.

Why?

I feel happy after drinking, and I wake up and cry.

Because you have to bear the consequences, as long as you still want to continue to get along in the circle, of course, the relationship between you and I will be willing to do so is exceptional. But there are a few creatures like women who are willing to waste your youth without any distinction between you.

Of course, if you rely on your money and have a lot of money, you are very confident and have no idea about evil, you must try the Nan Wall over there and bump into it happily.

So, is it because I haven’t given birth? Is it true that I have nothing? Or should I think carefully about the possibility of continuing to develop with Nalimi?

Will the Dragon Queen object? Could this guy Cromi deliberately arranged for them to be alone?

Simon thought randomly and quietly turned his face, leaving some space to look at the face of the girl beside him.

It is not the most popular awl face in my world, but it is a bit like a actress from last era who couldn't name when he was a star in the past. She has a little baby fat on her cheeks, and she looks plump and round and cute like a newly mature apple. Her eyes are now closed because she is sleeping soundly, and her long eyelashes are like an open fan, which densely covers a large and thick shadow under her eyes. The bridge of the nose is straight and the wings are small. Her mouth is not a small cherry mouth, but her lips are very beautiful. I don't know what she dreamed of, and the corners of her mouth are slightly hooked, with a naive smile.

As he looked at Simon, he remembered the kiss he had just kissed her, and his face was a little red. He was the first time he had a practical exercise!

I don't want to think about it, but I can't help but think about it.

That softness and sweetness.

Is it really necessary to drink alcohol?

He remembered the uneasiness he felt when he woke up in the dragon's cave. At that time, what he saw was Nalimi's dragon shape. Although he was so scared that he was very scared, she did give him great help. Her laughter and sweet words made his panic calm down quickly.

The first time I saw her stunning human form, the first time I came back from the mission, and saw the cave she set up for him, and knew that someone was waiting and caring for him, and the second time I took the mission and got separated. When I met again, she hugged her anxiously and relievedly, and the kiss that was stuck to her rosy lips.

Simon hurriedly withdrew his gaze and looked at the empty ceiling, but his hand unconsciously gently stroked Nalimi's soft head and straight down.

Even though he knew that Nalimi was a dragon clan, he was still confused by his appearance. It was a bad thing.

He remembered the comments he left under a certain article and didn't even want to push the Queen. You deserve to be the time traveler of Azeroth? He smiled silently. But his hand unconsciously raised his hand and touched Nalimi's head again. The soft touch made a certain part of his heart begin to soften.

He remembered the story of Socrates.

Plato once asked Socrates what love is.

Socrates took him to the edge of a wheat field. It was the season of maturity, and the ground was full of heavy ears of wheat. Socrates said to him: "You go to the wheat field to pick the largest ears of wheat, but you can only move forward and not turn back, and you can only pick them once. I will wait for you at the end of the wheat field."

There were barley ears everywhere in the field, which one was the largest? Plato buried his head and walked forward. Looking at this plant, shook his head; looking at that plant, shook his head again. He always thought that the largest wheat ear was still waiting for him in front of him. He lowered his head and walked forward, while carefully choosing. After a long time, he had not made up his mind, but he found that there was no wheat field in front of him and he had reached the end.

Socrates looked at him with empty hands and asked him why he couldn't pick it. Plato replied, "Because I can only pick it once, but I can't go back. Even if I saw a big and golden tree, I didn't pick it because I didn't know if there was anything better in front of me. When I walked in front, I felt that it was not as good as I had seen before. I felt that I had missed the largest and most golden ears in the wheat field. I didn't want to pick the worse ones. So I couldn't pick anything."

Simon used to be just a story, and after reading it, he passed it. He used him as chicken soup to prepare ingredients and prepared the teacher's stomach during the college entrance examination. However, now he understands it deeply. Because he has the ears of wheat that he wants to pick. No matter how good or big the one in front is, it is not his.

For example, Queen Xi, Queen Ji, Queen Red Dragon, Princess of Black Dragon, Princess of Blue Dragon

Damn, why is my heart hurting so much

He muttered that his heart hurt so much, but Simon's mouth began to rise.

Does Nalimi understand what she is doing? Or, what kind of emotion does she have towards him?

To put it carefully, Nalimi is a loli with a domineering woman!!! It is exactly the opposite of Cromi, a guy who is obviously an old woman but pretends to be a loli!!!

But it doesn't matter, he is a man. Some things should be taken advantage of, especially when the other party is still a pure little loli.

Wait! He didn't want to develop a loli! The beautiful girl's Dream Factory hasn't been playing for ten years! So why is he guilty?!

I was secretly happy, nothing at all! No!! He is a serious gentleman! Not hentai!

"Good night!"

Simon, who had figured it out, said softly in Nalimi's ear in a good mood, and then couldn't help but kiss her red face before closing her eyes.

Tomorrow will be a new day.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and bright, but the room covered by thick curtains seems to be dark.

In the bottomless darkness, something woke up in the silent heartbeat.

It was Simon who opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!