The Lord was about to go back to the house to sleep, but suddenly he found that Katyusha and Sarina had walked towards him. Lord Haska left with a tactful look. Miss Joan of Arc also turned around and said, "Lord, I'll go outside the city to find a place to sleep."

Sarina looked at Chen Zhen maliciously and said, "I heard loudly, did you kiss Joan of Arc?"

"What's the matter!" Lord Lord waved his hands and said, "It's her who kissed me!"

Sarina's forehead bulged with veins, but she held back her anger and said, "Sister Katyusha is also kissing you?"

Chen Zhen recalled carefully and it was indeed true that this happened, so he nodded and said, "Yes! Sister Katyusha took the initiative to kiss me. What's wrong? I warn you not to throw me away. If you throw me away again, I will be angry."

Sarina tucked her waist, raised her eyebrows and stared at Chen Zhen. After a while, she said, "Who are we kissing whom?"

"we……"

The lord scratched the back of his head and said, "It was me who kissed you...hehehe...but don't get me wrong. I kissed you just because ahhhhhhhhh--"

Before Chen Zhen finished speaking, Sarina grabbed his ear and threw him out of the city wall. She let out a breath and patted her hands and said, "It's much more comfortable to throw it away! Sister Katyusha, aren't you going to date the Lord? Go outside the city to look for it!"

Katyusha: "..." was silent for a while, then hurried out of the city gate, shouting as she ran: "Lord! Are you okay..."

...

Outside the city, Joan of Arc was sitting on a pile of wood in a daze, and suddenly a burst of "Ahhhhhhhhh-bang!"

She looked back and found that the lord had been thrown out of the castle and fell to the ground. The idiot stood up and patted her body, muttering as if nothing had happened: "After all I had said, it was just to throw me a shot."

"I'm so stupid..." Joan of Arc shook his head helplessly, turned his face to the south, and continued to look at the night.

Behind him, a beautiful voice like a nightingale came suddenly: "Lord! Are you okay..."

Joan of Arc snorted coldly and said to himself: "It's so outrageous that such a stupid lord has such a beautiful girl to care about..."

In fact, Joan of Arc is also a first-class beauty, but she really can't like the Lord. The prince charming in her dream must be handsome, handsome, polite and well-educated.

Unfortunately, the lord only owns one of them - handsome and elegant.

She sat quietly for a while, but the conversation between the Lord and Katyusha behind her unconsciously penetrated into her ears. She couldn't even eavesdrop on her.

I am so worried, I'm stinging!

"Lord Lord, can we... let's go... for a walk?" Katyusha mustered up all the courage in her heart before she said this. When Joan of Arc heard it, she couldn't help but smile and thought to herself: It seems that this elf girl really likes Lord Lord.

Joan of Arc has no malice towards the elf girl, but on the contrary, he has some good feelings for her.

Because her appearance is not only beautiful but also weak, those who see her can't help but feel caring for her at first sight.

It is the kind of beauty that is not in the world and is transcendent to the world.

Unexpectedly, Joan of Arc heard the lord say, "What are you going to take tonight..."

Joan of Arc was drinking water at that time. When she heard this, she almost sprayed out the water from her mouth. She really didn't expect that the Lord of the Lord would be so disrespectful. Isn't this clearly a rejection of Katyusha's date invitation?

Joan of Arc became interested and climbed behind the pile of wood to observe carefully...

...

On the other side, under the wall, Katyusha's eyes turned red in an instant after hearing the Lord's words, and she was about to cry! The Lord was panicked and said, "Ah..." and then he was in a hurry and wanted to wipe Katyusha's tears, but he felt that this was not suitable.

"Does Lord Lord hate me so much..." Katyusha wiped her tears, her face full of tears, and she was so pitiful.

The Lord Lord softened his heart and nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll take a walk with you, but it won't take too long. I'll have to write a manuscript when I get up tomorrow..."

Katyusha burst into tears and laughed, happily carried her hands behind her back, and followed the lord.

She kept remembering the dating tricks that Sarina taught her, but she was reluctant to show it out. Therefore, the two walked for a long time without saying a word to each other. The atmosphere was a little awkward. Chen Zhen actually muttered, "What's the point of leaving..."

When Katyusha heard this, she was a little anxious. Without the methods Sarina told her, the Lord might have to end the walk unilaterally!

So she quickly covered her arms with her hands and said, "Lord, I suddenly feel so cold..."

Katyusha's movement of covering her arms with her hands was so pitiful, but the Lord turned a blind eye to her.

When he heard Katyusha say this, he unconsciously covered his arm and said, "Yes... It's really cold enough tonight... You said it's such a cold day, why are we going out and leaving? Go back, go back, don't get frozen..."

Katyusha quickly clasped her hands tightly and said tremblingly: "Lord, my hands are so cold..."

"Ah? Hands are cold?" The lord also clasped his palms and said, "You are like me, rub each other with both hands and rub them hard!"

Rub rub rub rub rub...

"Rubb!"

Katyusha was stunned for several seconds, but she could only do it. She put her palms together, rubbed each other, rubbed them... After rubbing, the lord lowered his head and smelled the palm of his hand, and said to Katyusha mysteriously: "Smell it, is there any smell of chicken cake?"

Katyusha was stunned, lowered her head and smelled it. It was indeed a smell of chicken cake.

She stopped in disappointment, stood there and sighed, murmured: "My mother told me that no one hurts someone with cold hands..."

Katyusha thought she had already said it clearly and understood it well, and she had a sentence in her heart that she didn't know whether to speak or not.

In fact, after she had been having sex for so long, the center of this was that she hoped that the Lord could hold her hand and help her warm claws. She also hoped that the Lord could understand what her words "There is no one to hurt her hands" meant, and gently took her hand and said, "I will love you, Katyusha, from now on, your hands will not be cold again..."

But the Lord frowned and said seriously: "Is there any causal relationship between cold hands and no one hurts?"

When Katyusha heard this, she was so anxious that she stamped her feet.

"Does your feet get cold too?" The lord lowered his head and said, "Let's go back quickly, don't get sick..."
Chapter completed!