Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1377 1349. Busy

Early the next morning, Lan En woke up from the bed in the dean's bedroom.

The thick, smooth cashmere mattress wrapped his heavy body, making him feel like he was trapped in a layer of cream cake.

Comfortable and lightweight.

Lan En pushed himself up, and the bones and joints in his body made "kaba kaba" sounds one after another.

The feeling of stretching and awakening his body made him let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh~"

"Your voice." Margarita sat naked in front of the dressing table opposite the big bed, her teasing eyes reflected from the mirror to the man on the bed.

"It's very similar to last night. Is it because my skills don't satisfy you? Or is it just so good to stretch out?"

"It has nothing to do with that. Where else in the world can I find a woman as wonderful as you?"

Lan En sincerely praised the feeling between the two last night.

This directness and sincerity serve the sorceress well.

Because Lan En knew what she liked to hear, to a certain extent he felt that Margarita was quite easy to coax.

Margarita, with her back to Lan En, sat naked on the cashmere stool in front of the dressing table.

The stool did not have a back, so Margarita had her hair pulled up to dress up, leaving her entire back exposed to the sun.

The sea breeze and sunlight outside Aretusa broke in through the window, illuminating her white and delicate skin as if it was shimmering.

Viewed from the back, even though Margarita did not deliberately tighten or straighten her body, her back had a perfect and alluring, almost ripe hourglass shape.

When she raised her hands to her head to fix her hair, the huge softness and plumpness of her chest completely exceeded the width of her back.

As for the waist and hips, the upper part is the suddenly tightened waist, and the tight and healthy muscle lines can be seen, and the lower part is the peach that is also suddenly full.

It was pressed into two cake shapes on the cashmere stool.

This is undoubtedly a supernatural power that can create a beautiful and lustful body.

The witcher's appreciative eyes carefully swept over the beautiful body. When he glanced at the mirror, he also met Margarita's eyes in the mirror.

The look in his eyes was teasing and eager.

Margarita also liked Lan En's eyes.

Lovers showing greed for each other's body will make people feel comfortable.

Hot and unabashed, most of the sorceress's passions are like this. When Margarita faced her irresistible little lover, this burst of passion was even more typical.

Lan En, who had been tense for a long time and finally relaxed completely last night, also stood up from under the soft and light quilt.

He began to dress himself.

This time it was the turn of the sorceress who was fiddling with her makeup, staring motionlessly in the mirror to admire the beauty.

The witcher, who simply put on his shirt and pants, walked up behind the sorceress, bent down to hug her, and kissed her bare shoulder.

The simple contact made the sorceress shiver.

"We...maybe we can get up later?"

Margarita's breathing became heavy.

"I still have guests, remember?" Lan En said helplessly.

And Margarita finally woke up a little bit from the tingling sensation of super chaotic magic caused by her contact with Lan En.

She made a 'cut' sound in dissatisfaction.

Then he leaned close to Lan En's earlobe, which was kissing his bare shoulder, and said as if he was blowing.

"Then tonight, I will prepare some magic. Or... I know that Gos Velen has a female night demon recently."

Because the concepts of ‘sex’ and ‘love’ are very separate.

If it was just to satisfy her desires, then Margarita even gave Lan En a room at the Yinlu Hotel, hoping that he could have fun with the waitresses for a few days to relieve his stress.

If Gos Velen really has a female night demon recently, then it’s normal for Margarita to want to try a new way to play?

But Lan En's mouth twitched.

— Co-authored this girl, do you still remember?

When Margarita first told Lan En a dirty joke, the young demon hunter, in order not to show weakness, directly said that his ideal first partner to sleep with was the Night Stalker.

It seems that this situation is impossible to survive.

So Lan En could only laugh awkwardly and ran out of the dean's bedroom under the half-smiling expression Margarita looked at him in the mirror.

Lan En's appearance, as always, caused a gust of movement in Aretussa College.

The student who first saw him coming out of the dean's bedroom froze on the spot, then his eyes widened and his mouth opened.

She didn't scream like an ordinary little girl who was stunned. After all, she was also a sorceress apprentice.

But that excited and exciting look undoubtedly showed that within an hour at most, all the sorceresses in this academy would know the news.

Lan En often adopts a polite but indifferent attitude towards those eyes that are so hot that they are not mixed with emotions, but only sensual.

When I came back yesterday, it was already Aretuza's rest time, so Lan En, Maria, and Adeline didn't notice much yet.

But at dawn today, the entire Aretuosa gave them the real feeling that "this college is indeed preparing for a large-scale event." The moment you walk out of the dean's bedroom, the expensive and well-soundproof door shows its value.

The sudden noise made the witcher raise his eyebrows.

The apprentices were forced to run around and get dizzy. And the teachers who give orders to the apprentices are actually not much better.

They all held up their skirts, or simply wore tight breeches to facilitate movement.

In the large-opening tops that the sorceresses showed off, their plump **** were beating energetically as they ran, as if they wanted to pop out directly from the large openings in the collars.

The witcher walked in the luxurious and ancient corridors and halls of Arethusa, and the warm-toned light reflected the wood that was painted and reflective.

And the silver roaring bear head badge around his neck almost danced on its own.

"Give it! Give it!"

The apprentice, who didn't even raise his head, shouted while using his levitation technique, floated a large pile of banners and ribbons in front of him, and trotted forward.

Lan En leaned sideways against the corridor wall, but he still had to be rubbed against the tip of his nose by the flying ribbons.

Then, Lan En, who was leaning against the wall, tilted his head upward.

A series of hanging candlesticks on the wall seemed to be connected to a circuit, lighting up quickly and then dimming again.

It should be that the sorceress is testing the reliability of these magic candles in corridor after corridor.

The messy and busy footsteps were mixed with the instructions of the teachers one after another, and the echoes of the apprentices.

There were also the sounds of arguments after conflicts between instructions.

Lan En suddenly felt a little familiar, almost the same as when he caught up with large events in school.

It's busy here and there, but most of the students are looking forward to it.

It's just that Lan En's sense of anticipation at the time was that after a large-scale event, it would at least be an opportunity to play.

As for the sorceress apprentices in front of them, even though they have finished the tasks of arranging the academy, they still have to vacate their dormitories and move out by themselves.

But for them, most of them probably wish they could move out and have fun without any worries. So I look forward to it now when I work.

Most of the halls and corridors in Aretusa were busy, but at this time, the classrooms and laboratories where people usually came and went became quiet.

At least there will only be the sound of hurried footsteps passing by, instead of the tinkling sound of tinkering as if it is being renovated.

"Let me help you! Oh."

Before turning a corner in the corridor, Lan heard Adeline's voice.

She was always enthusiastic at first, but before she could finish speaking, she was just stunned.

Lan En could almost imagine that the Blood Saint, who was enthusiastic and loved to help others, was reaching out to help the sorceress apprentice move things. After the other party cast a floating spell, she looked embarrassed and embarrassed. funny expression.

And then, Phylicia Curley's voice appeared with the same funny laugh as Lan En's face.

"Okay, warm-hearted lady, I can take care of this shit, bye."

By the time Lan En walked around the corner, Felicia's figure with several mahogany chairs floating in front of her was already gone.

Only the red-faced Blood Saint was left, ravaging the poor hem of her clothes with both hands.

"There's no need to blush if it doesn't help."

Lan En walked past her, saying teasingly, while reaching out and holding the door handle of the back room.

"No! I'm not," Adeline said anxiously as she followed Lan En, but she got stuck in embarrassment mid-sentence. "You are a pretty young lady. Why would you say that?"

The Blood Saint of the Healing Church has little chance of hearing such harsh words as 'shit mess'.

Even among the hunter group in Yanan, which is supposed to be the most dangerous and explosive, they never vent their emotions and just hunt in silence.

By the time they vent their emotions, it's probably when they went crazy.

"All I can say is that the sorceress is like this."

Lan En could only smile politely.

But she couldn't and didn't want to hide anything for the sorceress.

Maybe it’s because of the influence of outstanding sorceresses like Margarita, Triss, and Tisaya? Anyway, he quite admires the character of these women.

With a "click", Lan En turned the door handle and walked inside first.

What came oncoming was a smell of earth, and the smell of humus that is unique to the environment where fungi grow.

The sensitive nasal cavity captured these smells clearly in an instant, but it had no impact on Lan En.

This is Arethusa's Herbology Laboratory.

At yesterday's dinner table, Tissaya told him that the three plants transplanted from the New World were cultivated here.

When Lan En and Adeline came in, Tissaya and Maria were already standing in front of the nursery.