Chapter 645

The only disciple.

At the moment, beren, who was lying in the second carriage, suddenly remembered what he had said that day. He suddenly opened his eyes. There was a shy look in his dark blue eyes, and then his face turned red rapidly.

What would you say that!?

Belen wrapped the bedding tighter. After a long time, he suddenly sat up, left the blanket with a red face and some shame, and began to tidy up. Now he was completely sleepless.

After leaving the carriage, beren took a look at the sky. He found that it was morning and the sun was almost drying his ass.

"It's time to prepare breakfast."

Belem whispered to herself, then got into the carriage, took the kitchen utensils, sorted out all the necessary tools, and began to make breakfast after washing.

After a long time, a big table of nutritious and delicious breakfast was made. As soon as beren put the plate on the table, there was a sound in her ear.

"My baby disciple is preparing breakfast."

The amplitude of the sound fluctuates like a wave. The enchanting sound is very charming. It is enough to make the bones numb.

Belen was also made goose bumps by the sound from his ears. He turned his head a little stiff. He saw a very delicate and beautiful face with a bad smile, and his blue eyes were looking at him with a cunning smile.

"Get up, get up early."

Seeing this very stiff greeting, anterina smiled, then came forward, stretched out her arm, swept beren's head very heroically, and then rubbed it very roughly.

"You bastard disciple, you want to possess my beautiful master by yourself. It's very annoying!"

"Ah! Don't mention it again!" Belen was also the culprit. He couldn't help shouting, and his position at the moment made him very embarrassed, because his face was constantly rubbing against the soft and crisp chest.

"Stop, stop! Hit, hit!"

The flustered voice fell into Angelina's ear. She was stunned, then looked carefully at her chest. Finally, she couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't it? Are you still reacting to your mother?"

Hearing this, beren retorted with a red face, "what nonsense! Where are you like a mother? It's no different from ordinary women on the surface."

"Ah, ah, I took a bath for you when you were young!" It should be her greatest pleasure to cover her mouth and tease the boy in front of her.

"It's as hateful as ever!" Belen shouted reluctantly. He took away the arm holding his neck, and then pushed away the fairy beauty.

For anterina, beren asked herself that she really didn't feel different from ordinary girls. After all, she was the most respected person in her heart. As she said, she was an adult mother.

So, ah, * what, really does not exist!

He looked at the plump thing covered by clothing, and he left his mouth open and make complaints about it. "It's really a little bit better. It's too stressful to completely control things."

"What...!?"

Antlina seemed to have suffered an unprecedented blow. She was a little unstable under her feet. She stepped back two steps, put one hand on her chest and looked at beren in disbelief.

"This is my greatest pride. What you said is so worthless..."

Beren was stunned. He said speechless, "it's worthless... Some have passed. It varies from person to person."

"Varies from person to person?" Angelina blinked, then showed an ambiguous smile. She smiled and said, "so you mean, do you prefer latis?"

"What! Latis is a sister!" Beren rolled her eyes at Angelina.

Hearing the speech, anterina said again, "well, what about latil? Such a lovely little girl, she is developing well. Is it your dish?"

"Latil, she... Is really a super cute girl in terms of men." Belen also thought about it.

"I tell you, latil's chest is very cute!" Angelina said with a smile.

"But, lovely..." beren grinned, then recalled the posture of latil, and subconsciously said to herself: "ah, although latil is very good everywhere, but her chest is a little small. According to Morpheus, it should be a racetrack?"

Then beren looked at the sky and touched his arm. He found that the weather was inexplicably cold.

"What about lumia and hill?"? Angelina asked again with a wink.

Belen also fell into this topic inexplicably. He held his arm in his left hand and rubbed his chin with his right hand. He was thinking and came to a conclusion soon.

"Lumia, it's really good in all aspects. If Hill's words are discussed, he will scold me again if he is known."

Angelina smiled and said, "since al isn't here, don't talk about her. What do you think of Elia? She's so beautiful that I'll be amazed."

"Elia, she..." Belen thought of the amazing silver haired girl and couldn't help smiling. He said, "I have to say, it's really beautiful. Even I can't help feeling excited sometimes. Although I usually talk little, I'm a gentle and good child. Generally speaking, it's perfect!"

For Elia, beren's evaluation is probably the highest he can give. Once Elia had the same sense of loneliness as he had. From then on, there will always be some special feelings when looking at the child.

"Ah, well, Elia, she's probably the best one to grow up." Angelina looked at beren with a smile, as if she was looking forward to the latter's answer.

Belen didn't seem to notice anything strange. He nodded in agreement, and then said, "Elia was very beautiful when she was a child, not to mention now. Moreover, she is really developing very well. Unlike antrina, you are a little too much, but can make people very satisfied."

"Well, that means that Elia is your favorite?" Angelina looked at him with a smile. Her eyes twinkled. It seemed that she was really interested.

Belen rubbed her nose, then smiled awkwardly and said, "it seems a little wrong to say that, but ah, Elia is the most exciting?"

Then, Belen felt a strange cool wind and trembled all over. He also felt strange. Did he catch a cold?

"Well." Angelina blinked, then looked behind beren, then smiled and said, "Oh, when were you standing there?"

no no

Belen's pupils widened gradually, and then turned slowly. When he saw several girls standing there, he stood there as if he had been struck by thunder.