After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 243: Father, please don’t blame me

How to describe the beauty of a god?

Every inch of that body seemed to have been carefully carved and polished by God, and it was so exquisite that it was unbelievable.

Whether it's the picturesque facial features, the straight calves, and the slightly arched white insteps, Chen An can't find any flaws.

The moonlight was slightly cool, adding a hazy silver gauze to her.

The long and straight calves, with dark lines suddenly brightened up, filling the entire room.

It's like it has a different kind of magic that pulls at people's heartstrings and sanity.

Selina and Erin both have such lines.

Because of this, they were branded as witches and hunted by the Holy See. They fled all the way and survived in the dark and smelly sewers.

But Selina has no regrets.

If life could never happen again, she would rather experience that kind of life again.

As long as she can finally meet her priest.

Her thoughts were wandering a bit, and she narrowed her eyes, focusing on the young man in the room.

"Close your eyes."

Before he could speak, Selina spoke up first.

The young man was startled for a moment, then closed his eyes.

Walking barefoot on the smooth ground feels cold.

But Selina didn't feel any coldness at all, and even felt hot and tight.

To be honest, even though she had come to the priest in the dark and done the same thing once when she was in her teens.

But time flies by, and now that old things are coming back, she still feels shy.

That is the necessary emotion when facing the person you love.

No matter how many times we come again, it will definitely be the same.

Finally, she walked up to the boy.

The distance between the two was very close, so close that only their breaths were left in this silent night.

The woman opened her hands and hugged the boy.

The movement was extremely gentle, not like a lover, but rather overflowing with maternal brilliance.

A minute later, Chen An was pushed onto the bed.

He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.

But Selina didn't give him a chance to shirk, she just whispered.

"Father, I know what you are worried about."

"You think that if you take me like this, it would be irresponsible to me and a stain on the grace of adoption."

The woman paused and suddenly smiled.

"Actually, no, Selina has never thought about it that much. I am no longer the ignorant girl back then. I know exactly what I am doing and what I want."

"Please trust me, I will help you handle everything."

"Including them."

Hearing this, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, probably wanting to open them.

The woman leaned forward and kissed him with her red lips, stopping his move.

"Please forgive me, Father, but now is not the time to open your eyes."

She chuckled lightly and continued: "Perhaps for the priest, saving us in the first place was just a random act on your part, a bit of bad taste in your game of the world."

The voice paused for a moment, inexplicably feeling sad.

"But to me, you are everything that humble and cowardly little girl is."

"It is the only light left in her miserable world."

"If that little girl's world had not been illuminated by you, maybe she could have died ignorantly."

The delicate white catkins climbed silently onto the young man's plain clothes.

Xu was immersed in the woman's slightly sad voice, and he did not resist.

"But you're here."

"You brought her that ray of starlight, watched her grow up little by little, and illuminated that long road."

"However, when she was finally about to become an adult and was immersed in the beautiful stories she was weaving, you chose to leave."

Rou Xi, holding the young man's slender hand.

The voice was already trembling.

"So, have you considered that girl's feelings?"

she asked gently.

After the words fell, the young man was completely stunned.

Before he knew it, most of his plain clothes had been torn off.

The woman's fingertips quietly crossed her chest, finally waking him up.

He opened his eyes and was not stopped this time.

A pair of red eyes came into view.

<divclass="contentadv"> His eyes were filled with moisture, and he looked back quietly.

"Selena..."

He subconsciously called softly.

The woman was obviously very sad, but she suddenly smiled at this moment.

She held up a finger.

"Hush, it's Miss Eileen now."

Chen An looked stunned, not understanding what new trick she was playing.

But soon his doubts were solved with the woman's next actions.

She bullied her.

The dark lines on the calf stick to the boy's naked skin.

The two intertwined like glue, making Chen An's mood instantly become hot.

The most primitive desires in the heart are aroused by the gods in charge of power.

Her eyes were obviously filled with sadness and mist, but it still made people feel like she was smiling.

That smile was bright, like the clear water after the ice and snow melted.

"Please, Father, please don't blame me."

After she finished speaking, she thought of something and added: "But I am Miss Ai Lin now. If you want to blame, remember to put the blame on Miss Ai Lin!"

There was no words for a night, only the moonlight was moving.

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Luo Congan got up very early today.

This is because my husband’s daily routine is to get up very early.

Although he has nothing to do all day long and prefers to hang out in the yard, he still likes to get up early.

Luo Cong'an thought that it might be a habit developed during the years of waiting for her.

Thinking of this, her heart ached.

It seemed that there was such a desolate picture slowly unfolding in front of her.

Under the orange setting sun, in the lonely old courtyard, a man sat in front of the door, staring silently, refusing to enter the house.

Luo Cong'an shook her head and secretly warned herself that all that had passed, and now it should be a good life for her and her husband.

But when she came to the courtyard, she never saw the young man who preferred to stand under the tree in a daze.

?

what happened?

Luo Cong'an frowned, turned around, and his eyes fell on the door of his husband's room.

The door made of precious sunken wood was tightly closed, with no signs of opening.

Sir, did you sleep in for the first time today?

With this idea in mind, she didn't dare to disturb him. She just stood quietly in the courtyard and waited.

wisps of morning wind blew the woman's robe, perfectly outlining her exquisite figure under the robe.

Three thousand blue hairs occasionally rise and fall in the direction of the wind.

It should have been a long, snow-white hair that glowed like a firefly.

But now that we have come to Blue Star, we naturally need to abide by the rules of heaven here.

It is still too weak. Luo Congan can occasionally show his true colors. If it does so for a long time, it will only cause the sky to collapse and various natural disasters to occur frequently.

She knew that her husband had different feelings about this world, so she would not do such a stupid thing.

While she was in a daze, a squeaking sound attracted her attention.

I saw the door on the right opened and a tall figure walked out.

She looked lazy and yawned, with a hint of tiredness in her eyes. Her long hair was tied with a rose-purple ribbon and tied behind her head.

When she saw someone looking at him, she rolled her eyes slightly and suddenly chuckled: "Yeah, the priest was too busy last night. If Sister Cong'an is waiting for him, you might as well let me accompany you to sit under the tree."

When Luo Cong'an heard this, he was stunned.

Could this be what that big bastard said?

The four words "Sister Cong'an" were so shocking that she even subconsciously ignored the previous words.

Her eyes were focused, and she looked up and down on the woman carefully.

That aura is indeed no different from that of a giant fluttering moth.

When they reach this level, they are always very accurate in identifying people.

But these soft words made it difficult for Luo Congan to believe that this was the annoying big flapping moth in his memory...

Finally, she discovered something unusual.

When did the big-hearted moth’s mind become so broad?