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Chapter 476: The joy of development

Stark will be on vacation in a while, and the time for him is right. The little joke failed to prevent Salomon from getting the data. After saving the data to his mobile hard drive, he changed his clothes through Stark's room. Even if the robe of the Saint Skeleton does not cause any mobility problems, Salomon did not think this clothes were suitable for wearing and running around.

Although the semester ended in early December, the Metton College also held many events during Christmas, such as the Christmas dinner that looked no different from Hogwarts. The Christmas dinner at Metton College is the best dinner in Oxford, and there is no doubt that other colleges have to buy tickets to attend. The professors of the college intend to introduce him as the best undergraduate student to several famous figures in the academic and Whitehall. Highways 4 and 40 were built for Whitehall civil servants to travel to Oxford, in order to maintain contact with the college and give the college policy benefits and subsidies.

Even Mrs. Thatcher could not cancel this convention.

If the professor's pigeon is released, Salomon will not be able to continue staying in Modun!

He also had to call Darcy and Jane Foster to remember to move the plants raised on the balcony of the institute into the room. Instead of going home, they would celebrate the festival with Professor Shavig at the institute. This Christmas, there was no snow in London, only the southwest wind and rain. He was worried that the potted plants he raised there would be frozen to death by the rain.

Salomon is also very busy today. He wants to visit everyone who needs to visit while it is still dawn in London. After visiting the tutor and professor, he will also invite Beyonita to go to Covent Garden and the Winter Wonderland Market to take the witch to experience the Christmas style of London.

They can feed reindeer, play in the largest ice skating rink in the UK, and ride on giant Ferris wheels. In addition, there are countless delicacies from all over the world. This is his carefully arranged date, and he hopes Bernita can like it. But he has to face Joan of Arc's cold eyes and Bernita's joking eyes, and invite two people and the fat keg-shaped cats to avoid having nothing to do at home.

If Phoenix and Pergasus were not suitable for appearing in front of ordinary people, the bird and horse would have to be invited. Salomon promised Phoenix a pot of smoked blue mussels, and Pergasus got a pot of fresh off-season grapes.

It can be predicted that he will inevitably become the unlucky guy who follows the witch with his cat backpack and watches the witches shopping happily. This makes the always mature Salomon play a little, but Beyonetta likes his appearance. Because only this Salomon is with her can have rich humanity, which is her capital to show off to Athena, because only she lets Salomon experience the warmth of the family.

Kama Taj is not suitable for being a home, it is too cold and there are too many people.

"Oh!Darling!" Beyonetta's slender arms were placed on Salomon's shoulders. She blinked, and her pink tongue slid mischievously over her gorgeous lips. Now Salomon is as tall as the witch, and Beyonetta can lean on him without wearing high heels.

Her fair and cute toes stood on her tiptoe, stepped on Salomon's shoes, and her arms were wrapped around the secret mage's neck. When she approached Salomon, she seemed to be throwing him down. Beyonetta looked down at Salomon. The secret mage had to hold the pot of green plants in her arms and hold Beyonetta's graceful buttocks wrapped in tulle with one hand.

The witch was as little as ever, and her sexy black underwear only covered important parts. For ordinary people, the witch was too tall and slender, but for Salomon, the witch was perfect everywhere. She was very satisfied with Salomon's touch, her warm fingers were deeply trapped in her soft skin, and her fingertips groped greedily, and seemed to be never satisfied. She was very happy that Salomon was still full of desire for her, and this desire seemed to be so rough and never disappeared. She held up his face and kissed her lover with her soft lips. Her long thick and smooth black hair that had not yet been tied up poured towards his shoulders like a waterfall.

For others, Salomon is a king, an omnipotent god, a mysterious magician, a synonym for ruthless killing, and a symbol of cruel violence. But for Berenita, Salomon is the little puppy he grew up watching since childhood, and knows everything that has happened from the past to the present. This is the pleasure of cultivation.

Especially after defeating his father, those memories that travel through time and space have given this feeling another color.

Salomon had to hold his breath and enjoy the wonderful moments. There was no better time in this world than being able to stay with the witch. The fragrance of roses entered his nose and tangled in his blood vessels. When he said the witch's name, the fragrance would linger on the tip of his nose until it ended.

"Well...Beyonita!"

"Stingy, you're so cute!" she said softly, "Don't worry, you can use a little harder. I like rough men, Boya."

"Joan of Arc is still here!"

"Oh? We can go to the bedroom..."

Until he was dragged back to the bedroom by Beyonita, causing him to have dinner and breakfast, Salomon didn't understand why the witch suddenly became very enthusiastic, and the arranged date could only be put on today.

"Don't look at me like this, I don't know what's going on!" Salomon rolled his eyes to Joan of Arc across the dining table. Two guys who made disdainful expressions of each other were rolling their eyes at the breakfast table. Beyonita fell asleep exhausted. When she woke up in the afternoon, the reindeer in Covent Garden should have happened to be led by someone.

No! Reindeer! Salomon covered his face. Last night he told Beyonetta about this matter in advance, and the witch happily put on a Christmas hat and then put on a reindeer antlers on himself. He didn't know how such things would be at home!

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"Mother F*uck! How did you give my agents Christmas gifts! Their location is clearly top secret! Have you stole S.H.E.L.D.'s information!" The person on the other end of the phone is not very polite now, and he did not consider the current festive atmosphere at all.

Salomon hung up the phone silently and did not give Nick Fury time to react. This guy must have given gifts to all the agents he knew, but he didn't come to ask. Salomon didn't want to pay attention to this guy in his time at all.

All agents, including Squad Colson and Agent Victoria Hand, received Christmas cards from Salomon. It was indeed a bit novel to give gifts with a large flock of pigeons. He promised a whole loaf of bread to help the pigeons in the square. These greedy fat pigeons were always unsatisfied, and they always wanted to eat more bread.

“Salomon ~”

"Come on this, my dear." Salomon shrugged and chose to turn off the phone. He quickly followed, walked through the circus float that was shaking the hula hoop, and walked to Beyonetta. He greeted the fat cat who was staying in the witch's arms, and then kissed the witch's lips.
Chapter completed!
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