Chapter 1052 Alex, You Have Changed!

Camilla's mind went blank, and that strange and shameful feeling was still passing through her body, making her unable to stop.

"I actually yelled! How shameful! But this feeling...why is it so comfortable..."

Camilla's face was as red as if it could bleed, her slightly squinted eyes were winking like silk, her chest heaved violently, looking at the man standing in front of her holding a whip, her mind was completely confused.

"How is it possible?! Why can't I control my body! And... why do I still like this kind of feeling... Could it be that I'm really a shivering M? No...it can't be like this..."

Camilla's psychological defenses began to collapse, and her world view became unstable.

"too heavy?"

Mag looked at Camilla, who had an exaggerated reaction, and was a little stunned.

He's not a pervert, he just wants to punish Camilla a little, so that the countess won't squat him every day, beat him with a sap, and drag the little black house.

After all, the opponent is a level nine vampire, and his current strength is only at the peak of level seven, so he can't beat him no matter what.

As for killing her, he also thought about it.

But she also has a black cat servant who is missing, and probably knows about it.

As Camilla, it is obviously impossible to die silently.

Moreover, the other party never showed any killing intent towards him from the beginning to the end. What surprised him even more was that she actually came up with such a strange trick to make him understand that she was a pervert and then feel ashamed in front of Miss Gloria. The operation is a bit stupid.

"Using a whip seems a little too perverted, and it doesn't suit my gentle temperament."

Mag looked at Camilla, who was exhaling like silk, with a trace of crystal hanging from the corner of her mouth. She suddenly felt guilty, put down the whip in her hand, and picked up the candle.

Dropping wax is an art.

Mag lit the candle devoutly and walked towards Camilla.

Camilla looked at Mag walking towards her, resisting in her heart, but her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but imagine the feeling when the bright red hot wax dripped on her body.

"What a shame! But why is my heart a little excited?!"

Camilla only had that little candlelight left in her eyes, and swallowed.

Camilla, who was tied up with a red rope, and Mag, who was walking towards Camilla holding a lit red candle, everything in the dim little black room looked very charming.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of the small black room exploded, turning into countless debris, and blowing into the room with a strong wind.

Mag blocked it with his hand, so that the candle in his hand was not blown out. Looking at the flickering flame, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eh? It seems like this shouldn't be the focus of attention now!"

Mag suddenly remembered something, and a coolness swept over from behind.

When he turned around, his eyes suddenly widened.

At the door, a woman wearing a long white dress and a white gauze hat slowly retracted her legs. It seemed that the thick door was turned into sawdust by her kick.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, Mag has already recognized who it is!

Even though she was wearing a white gauze hat, the white long skirt with golden embroidery and her slender and sexy figure all showed the identity of the visitor.

A woman who could never have been here.

Nolan Continent's number one strong woman, Her Royal Highness the former princess of the elves, is also his nominal wife, Amy's mother - Irina.

In the dim room, the woman tied up in a shameful way by the thick red rope, the man in disheveled clothes, the whip thrown on the ground, and the lit candle in Mag's hand, Irina's face was as cold as ice, Frost began to spread from the door to the small black room, carrying a deep chill.

Irina glanced at Camilla and narrowed her eyes slightly. She had ridden this bat with a big tit back then, but she never thought that it would dare to steal her man now.

The corner of Mag's mouth moved, and he squeezed out a forced smile, "You may not believe it,

We're just rehearsing the script. "

"Oh, man."

Irina glanced at him, and the candle light instantly brightened.

A drop of red candle liquid fell into his hand along the red candle, he let out a cry of surprise, shook his hand, and threw the red candle out.

Through the veil, Mag could feel Irina's icy face.

But this reason... Even he himself can't believe it.

A person broke in suddenly, which also surprised Camilla.

She actually let others see her current appearance. If it spreads out, her fame will be ruined!

"If Miss Gloria finds out..." Camilla didn't dare to think about it anymore. She was already ashamed enough to know that she was a dick. start.

"Hey, that woman, let me tell you, I'm just showing him some moves now, he's my plaything, don't get me wrong." Camilla said proudly with her chin raised.

The spirit-binding rope bound all her magic power, and at the same time made it impossible for her to detect who was coming, but she felt vaguely familiar.

"Shut up, stupid bat."

Irina took out a folding wooden chair, and with a bang, the chair flew the wide-mouthed Camilla into the wall, and she rolled her eyes and passed out in a coma.

"My man, do you deserve to play too?"

Irina said coldly.

Mag looked at the only remaining stool leg in Irina's hand, and Camilla, who couldn't buckle off the buckle embedded in the wall, and her throat moved. The mad woman is so scary!

"But! Is this the scene of rape?!" Mag was a little panicked, and inexplicably felt ashamed of being caught on the spot.

"etc!"

"Aren't I a victim of being dragged here with a sap?"

McGonagall suddenly felt that something was wrong, the scene, but... He was really just a weak and innocent victim in the beginning.

"Why are you here?" Mag shook the sawdust on his hair as naturally as possible, and asked Irina.

"Alex, you've changed!" Irina took off her gauze hat and looked into Mag's eyes.

It wasn't heartbreaking, but the somewhat disappointed eyes made Mag's sense of shame even stronger.

"Things are not as you imagined..." McGonagall wanted to explain.

"You are so flirtatious."

Irina frowned slightly, hooked her fingers, and the black whip on the ground fell into her hand.

Mag wanted to run a little bit, but when he thought about the strength gap between him and Irina, he couldn't move his footsteps at all. He didn't kneel down on the spot, mainly because his legs were stiff.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the whip falling on the body echoed crisply in the small black room.

"Ah~~"

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