Taming the Dark Lord

CHAPTER 100

Chapter 100

    Amelia felt her mouth must be swollen.

    She stayed in place like a wooden stake, leaning back following the force of the elf's oppression, the cold breath lingered between her lips and teeth, bit by bit into the tip of her mouth, and her fangs finely ground her soft flesh.

    The tingling electric sensation rushed straight up from the spine.

    Amelia softened her waist tremblingly, gasping for breath, her Yunlan eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist.

    After a long time, the hand that clamped her chin was released, and it fell on the ear, and the phalanx scratched the allergic/sensitive ear, and inserted/inserted into the fluffy hair.

    "I will kiss every day from now on." The elf said it as a matter of course, with a relaxed tone as if she had decided to eat a steamed bun every day in the future.

    "!!!"

    Amelia's tongue was numb, her rosy lips were pursed, her confused brain was working hard, and she stammered, "You, you wait!"

    What's going on?

    How did things get to this point?

    Why did you suddenly kiss me?

    But before she could mutter something, the hand on the back of her head exerted a little force, and in the approaching field of vision, the thin lips with a touch of water came up again.

    Another soul-deep kiss.

    "Wait...well, wait"

    Amelia panted, her body was unbelievably weak, but she still grabbed the elf by the ear and insisted on pushing him away.

    "You wait, you wait." She covered her mouth with one hand, her voice was a bit vague: "Who told you to kiss every day, have you asked me?"

    Alfonso snorted, raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you want to die? Or do you want your body taken away."

    Neither.

    Amelia shook her head honestly.

    After shaking her head, she realized, so the translation of this question should be, either die or kiss him every day.

    Well, she chooses to kiss every day.

    Amelia chose to submit without hesitation, spineless and righteous.

    Kissing a beauty is nothing compared to a dog leash! Strictly speaking, she might still make money.

    After all, not everyone can kiss the God of Darkness.

    That is the Supreme God aloft, His noble lips may have never touched anyone's skin, and even seldom spoke, but she can be kissed again and again, bitten wantonly, and rubbed intimately.

    Nothing beats the pleasure of dragging a god down from the clouds to defile him.

    Thinking of this, Amelia suddenly felt an impulse.

    She plucked up her courage, jumped up decisively, pressed against the shoulder of the god, supported his tight muscles with one hand, and leaned over to bite his long pointed ears under his somewhat stunned gaze, she coveted Long-awaited ears.

    "In this way, it can be regarded as intimate contact."

    She licked her soft and cold jade ear tips, and gently rubbed her pointed canine teeth. Feeling its slight tremor, she smiled smugly.