"Sir, let me serve you and rest..."

When Eve left, Sheriel put down her sword, took off her loose robe, revealing her combat outfit.

The black knight elastic tights are close to the skin, outlining a pair of attractive long legs, and the waist is covered by leather armor similar to sexy clothes, which looks extremely slender. Surprisingly, she is tall and slim, and she actually has a pair of towering and plump breasts, which is particularly attractive by leather armor!

She walked towards Anyang step by step with her long legs, and her cold face was filled with the temptation of a female knight!

Anyang was a little stunned.

This is the first time Shirley calls him an adult!

Although Sheriel had sworn allegiance to him in the past and had always been respectful to him, she always maintained the reserve of her cousin and refused to truly use this respectful title to him.

Then there was the surprise of Sherile's actions. In Anyang's heart, whether the cold cousin Sherile or the proud cousin Lydia were all reserved women. At most, Sherile would sometimes hint him vaguely, but she would not bother him too much. She didn't expect to be so bold today!

Sheriel swayed, her hips swung, and soon walked up to him, lowered her head and looked at him with anticipation.

"grown ups……"

Anyang's breathing was a little heavier.

After all, he is not an old thing that has spent a hundred years on academic research, and his physical functions have not deteriorated, and the ordinary and cool Sherile is so attractive!

Being tempted by your cousin is called an adult, which is a very fulfilling and conquering thing in itself!

But after hesitating, Anyang said: "You go back and rest. I'm not sure if I will come back in the future, nor do I know what I will encounter. You are not worth it."

Sheriel didn't move and pulled the rope of her wallet again: "I don't care, I just want to serve you once."

She bent down slightly and pulled Anyang's clothes.

"grown ups……"

With a thud, the leather armor fell to the ground.

Sheriel wears many clothes and is not exposed, but in order to match the leather armor, it is generally soft and tight and elastic, so it is almost close to her skin! The white fabric perfectly outlines the undulating curves of her upper body, and also presents this extremely attractive figure in front of Anyang, making people unable to remove their eyes.

Anyang stared at the particularly seductive Sheriel at this moment, and the flames in his body showed signs of ignition in an instant!

This cousin is simply a feast that comes to his door!

But at this moment, a knock on the door sounded—

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Sheriel turned her head, her eyes a little cold.

Eve, who heard the knock on the door, tiptoed out of the inner room, looked at them and immediately withdrew her gaze: "I'm sorry, I didn't disturb you on purpose."

Sheriel couldn't understand the elf language she spoke.

But at this time, she was leaning over and pulling Anyang's clothes, and her chest was facing Anyang's cheek, and her posture was extremely ambiguous.

Anyang took a deep breath, patted Sheriel's extremely elastic slender waist, freed from under her, and waved to Eve: "All out, go and open the door."

"yes……"

Eve opened the door in fear.

Lydia stood outside the door!

At this time, she was wearing a southern federal aristocratic outfit from Anyang when she first met her, which set off her elegant and noble temperament. Her long, gray-white, leaning towards light gold, was scattered behind her back. Her thin clothes made her figure look thinner. Her snow-white and delicate face was light makeup, which showed that she had been carefully dressed up, making the female knight look particularly beautiful and charming.

“Iron is…”

Before Lydia could finish her words, she saw Sheriel in half-tied clothes, the robe and upper body armor on the ground.

A bang!

The door was closed heavily by her again!

Eve, who was standing at the door, looked inexplicably, turned around and looked at Anyang innocently. When her eyes touched Sheriel, she quickly lowered her head in panic, as if she was afraid of her.

Anyang waved his hand and signaled her to go back to her room, then walked over and pushed open the door, and Lydia was still standing outside.

"Cousin..."

"Have I disturbed you?"

Lydia looked at him coldly, her eyes slightly moist!

Anyang: “…”

He really doesn't know how to explain this kind of thing!

Lydia took a deep breath, stared at him calming her emotions, and suddenly grabbed him again, pressed him against the wall with a bang, his eyes still staring at him.

“Iron…”

"What do you want to do in cousin?"

"I'll ask you a question, and you have to answer it seriously!"

"Uh..." Anyang had an ominous premonition.

"You have to answer seriously and honestly!" Lydia almost squeezed out of her throat!

“…you ask.”

"Have you ever thought about sleeping with me?"

"ah?"

"I'll ask you if you ever thought about sleeping with me?"

"...You are my cousin!"

Anyang's mouth twitched. Did you ask this question? Even if this cousin has never been in a relationship, his emotional intelligence is too low!

Sure enough, an ominous premonition!

Lydia's expression was a little shy, her cheeks were red, as if there was honey juice to seep out, but she still gritted her teeth and looked at him: "But among the southern nobles, isn't that normal? Or is it that my appeal to you is not as good as that of the woman Sheryl! Just tell me if you have ever thought about sleeping with me, but you have just thought about it!"

“…You said a lot in one breath.”

"I'll let you tell me!"

Lydia is already a little impatient!

An Yang's mouth twitched, and carefully searched Ain's memory and found that Lydia was really the object that Ain's most often fantasy of. Unexpectedly, this guy actually had a love-loving complex! However, in his opinion, although Lydia was also very beautiful, she was not as good as Sheriel in dressing. She also liked to wear armor, and in terms of attraction and temptation, she was really not as tall as Sheriel.

"Why don't you speak? Answer me quickly!"

Lydia's courage to hold on can collapse at any time. She usually holds her own identity!

Anyang hesitated: "You are so beautiful..."

"That's it?!"

"But you are my cousin after all. You know that I lost my mother at a young age. You took care of me like my mother. How could I have unreasonable thoughts about you?"

Anyang himself doesn’t know what he is saying.

Lydia's expression became gloomy again, and she looked at him coldly without saying anything. Her hands under her wide sleeves were already clenched into her fists, and even her nails were too hard to sink into her flesh.

Anyang felt pain again when he saw this.

"Okay, I actually have it."

Anyang is a man with a strong spirit, with a physical fitness far higher than that of ordinary people. I haven’t encountered a woman for so long. It would be strange if such a beautiful woman was placed in front of me, but I had no idea!

"Then what are you waiting for?" Lydia asked.

"But……"

"But what!? It's useless!"

Lydia pulled him directly into the house!
Chapter completed!