Chapter 160 Calm down! Review! Isabel!
It's called poison, but actually after this use, the sleepy tea has lost its effect. In other words, it can control the behavior of this succubus a little bit, so that it won't bother me so much every day.
If he was interrupted while communicating and studying with Mrs. Isabel, Phoenix, Teacher Ilinal and others, Droste would be very angry.
Nicoled nodded somewhat soberly.
So gentle!! Landlord!!
As she was feeling grateful for Droste's gentleness and thoughtfulness, Nicolede's eyes were almost filled with pink mist, and the breath of lust surged out.
Such gentle words, and he actually forgave himself even though he possessed such powerful strength.
Is this the mercy of a superior? !
"System: Affiliation +5"
"Nigredo's belongingness: 20."
But deep down in her heart, she actually didn't believe it. As a succubus, how could she be easily poisoned by a poison? She was a demon, how could a demon be poisoned so easily!
Their bodies have the ability to detoxify.
This kind of poison! It can't poison her at all!
"Then I'll go change my clothes...Droste..."
Isabel's hesitant voice came from outside the door, and Droste responded loudly: "No problem!"
Mrs. Isabel walked away, and Droste reached out and pinched Nicolede's chin. Her delicate skin surprised Droste a little, but he didn't say much and directly gave her the sleeping tea.
"Just drink it now, I'll deal with you later."
Nicolade licked a few drops of black tea that leaked from the corner of her mouth, and the tip of her long tongue was like a little green snake.
"Really...? Can you really handle...?"
"What is the landlord going to do with me later~"
With one hand, Nicoled pressed her snow-white ribs to soothe herself, and with the other hand she put in her mouth, making vulgar licking movements.
"Is it like this? Or like this."
The movement continued, and the saliva-soaked fingers gradually slid along his chin, collarbone, and ribs.
"Go to sleep..."
Droste gave him a cold look. She was dancing and posing here, with her eyes moving around. Her charming posture made Droste, who was in the process of bloodline evolution, completely uninterested.
"How... could it be so simple to just drop your eyes..."
Nigredo was still laughing softly and mocking the effect of Droste's potion, but as soon as Droste finished speaking, she fell asleep.
"Uh……"
Looking at her almost naked snow-white body, Droste gently waved the power of the wind fairy to turn her over, and then covered her with a warm blanket.
Droste pulled out a bottle of nearly colorless liquid from his arms and looked at the exquisite bottle.
Alas, this is my only bottle of invisibility potion, I didn't expect to use it in such a useless place.
Given Nicolede's current condition, if she were thrown downstairs, there might be people watching.
That's all we can do.
Squatting down and prying open Nicole's jaw, Droste pulled out the wooden cork from the potion bottle and poured it directly into Nicole's mouth.
Nigret's body gradually disappeared. Logically speaking, the invisibility potion was very effective, but Droste could still feel the blood flowing in the empty space in front of him.
I didn’t expect that vampire blood is quite useful. No wonder it can catch prey in the dark.
Thinking this, Droste placed Nicole in the corner, and at a very appropriate moment, Mrs. Isabel knocked on the door.
Droste quickly straightened his clothes, stretched out his hand and waved the power of the Wind Fairy to make sure everything in the room looked in order, and then welcomed her in.
What caught the eye was Mrs. Isabel's pure white dress, which was outlined with golden silk threads, making it look very gorgeous and pure.
Just like a noble princess, she is going on her grand journey.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the room, Mrs. Isabel felt relieved. She walked in front of Droste with a smile on her face and lifted up her skirt with her hand.
"How is it? Handsome prince, does my outfit meet your requirements?"
Droste also smiled and held her in his arms, their foreheads resting against each other.
"Of course it does. This dress really suits Isabel's temperament."
"When was this skirt made? It's even prettier than the white gauze skirt I wore at the beginning."
"Really? Then tell me what's beautiful about it, and I'll tell you when I wore this skirt."
With her hands on Drost's shoulders, Mrs. Isabel leaned her face gently on Drost's chest, feeling the beating heart there, and couldn't help feeling a little happy.
"Um……?"
Feeling the burning temperature of Mrs. Isabel, Drost was also somewhat moved. His hands gently climbed Mrs. Isabel's slender waist, gently stroking the smooth fabric, and said softly:
"It's beautiful because it's very elegant. It's beautiful because it makes Mrs. Isabel look very dignified and majestic."
“Hmm…?”
Feeling the playfulness of the palm, Mrs. Isabel forced out a soothing and suppressed nasal sound and gently moved the hand away.
"And what else? Keep talking. If you don't, I won't let you touch me."
The delicate and smooth skin left his fingertips in an instant, and Droste continued to think.
He pecked Mrs. Isabel on the forehead and added, "The white gauze dress before made her look very fairy-like, but this white dress is very solemn and very real, and it also makes Isabel's figure look perfect.
For example, the waist band."
As he spoke, Droste put his hands on her waist, feeling the slender waist and plump buttocks, and the amazing waist-to-hip ratio.
"Look, doesn't this make her look perfect?"
As he spoke, Droste's fingertips slid little by little, onto Mrs. Isabel's back, to the zipper.
"Huh, you're so smooth-talking."
Mrs. Isabel's body temperature gradually rose, and the hot chest of Droste made it a little unbearable for her.
Mrs. Isabel's breathing became faster and faster, and the fragrant breath gradually evaporated and filled the room.
"Why does Isabel know that I have a smooth tongue? Do you want to taste it?"
Droste smiled narrowly, raised the corners of his mouth and looked into Mrs. Isabel's moist eyes, then reached out and pulled behind her.
(End of this chapter)