Chapter 15: Night Battle (Part 2)

The candlelight sways.

Time just passes by little by little.

The more Mrs. Elizabeth looked at the plan she planned, the more solemn her face became. Under the dim candlelight, the charming face actually had a very special feminine charm. This is not what modern women call strength, but the real mastery and power**! It is not the equality of men and women shouted in the slogan, but in her subtle meaning, she took it for granted!

If the breath of Mrs. Elizabeth reminded him of anyone? Murphy remembered the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Middle-earth, the only female emperor in history, and the women surrounding her. The breath of Mrs. Elizabeth was exactly the same as the women who held authority in that era he imagined. That feeling was as if her innate wisdom was to gain power!

Regarding this.

Murphy wasn't that repulsive.

At least after staying away from the beginning, Murphy began to gradually adapt and control it.

How can you wipe out the world if you don’t clean a room?

Even a mere woman can't control her. All his ambitions and all his **s, to put it bluntly, is simply a huge joke!

——The world’s general trend is for my use!

In the bitter and cruel war, Murphy began to grow and mature at an astonishing speed.

Some changes were not even interesting to him.

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It took a long time.

Mrs. Elizabeth gently put the file down, and she looked up at Murphy, her expression in her eyes was a little unrecognizable, shocked, surprised, excited, and ambitious.

Form a ally with centaurs, make friends with barbarians, build a half-elves, establish mercenary unions, etc.

These layouts are no longer limited to the establishment of the Principality of Athens and the Noble Parliament. As long as half of the plans are achieved, it will be enough to crush the noble Parliament, change the entire human pattern of the southern plains, and ultimately unify it! Establish the first kingdom belonging to mankind!

Looking at Mrs. Elizabeth's unpredictable expression, the curve of the corners of Murphy's mouth became more and more obvious. He raised his slender white fingers, which were called out on his palms, and gently picked up the extremely expensive glass of this era. The wine inside was bright red, and it flowed into a dark red luster under the dim candlelight. It smelled fragrant, but it was as gorgeous as blood.

Mrs. Elizabeth picked up the wine glass with her white fingers, but she had not yet drunk it.

She stared at Murphy with complex eyes, with enthusiasm and expectation, fear and retreat in her eyes. The complex emotions of this woman were intertwined, and she silently looked at Murphy's face that transformed from handsomeness to heroic in the baptism of war.

Silent for a long time.

Invisible pressure enveloped this study.

Mrs. Elizabeth put down her delicate wine glass, and her red lips slightly opened and said slowly: "How big is your ambition?"

Murphy smiled when he heard this.

He put down his wine glass and stood up behind Mrs. Elizabeth, placed his hands on her smooth shoulders, and gently kneaded them, then went down little by little, little by little.

A touch of bright redness and shyness appeared on Mrs. Elizabeth's beautiful face, but she did not avoid it. She let Murphy's hands fumble down her delicate collarbone bit little by little, climbing the soft and full mountain little by little. A charming intoxication suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her teeth bit her red lips lightly, without making a sound, but her breathing became rapid.

Murphy showed a hint of cramped smile on his face. He did not hit the nail on the head, but instead circled the round and plump peaks, occasionally teasingly pinched the slightly hard cherry.

A look of anger and shame appeared on Mrs. Elizabeth's face, but before she could show it, the hunter who was observing the subtleties on the side held the front of her heart vigorously!

"ah!"

Lady Elizabeth finally let out a low moan, like crying and complaining. The intoxicating redness spread throughout her beautiful face, with the pure girlish but the charming face of the mature lady was red. She bit her red lips tightly with her teeth, preventing herself from making the notes of shame like enjoyment. However, under the teasing of the hunter's hands, Lady Elizabeth's soft and rapid nasal sound still played a new song.

Knead, caress, and play tricks.

The plump peaks under the classical ladies' long skirts changed into any shape in Murphy's palm. His fair and slender but rough hands jumped on the soft and plump fruits on Mrs. Elizabeth's chest like playing the piano, and pinched her vital points from time to time like an elf. The ten fingers that were becoming more and more flexible in the alchemy experiment seemed to carry a strange magic power. Whenever they jumped out of a gorgeous rhythm, Mrs. Elizabeth's nasal sound could not help but regain, rapid, and even trembling notes in the surging pleasure like a tide.

Murphy's expression changed very quickly, initially for enjoyment, then for a narrow and then for fun. The final expression was no longer certain, but his eyes were amazingly bright!

Under his dexterous fingers, Mrs. Elizabeth's mature body trembled, and she sang a note full of classical charm and breath with her nasal and low moans.

That feeling is like playing the piano!

And at this moment, Mrs. Elizabeth, who was playing with her bright red face and trembling body, was the beautiful and charming piano.

Like all music, this strange note finally ends in the end.

One song is finished.

Mrs. Elizabeth leaned against Murphy with soft and weak body. Her eyes were filled with intoxicating waves, and her delicate face was flushed after climbing the peak. However, her expression was very interesting at this moment. Her expression was happy and satisfied, and her shame and annoyance after being teased. Mrs. Elizabeth wanted to turn over and pounce on the damn guy, but when she was about to make some move, her fingers that were still stuck on her soft and full squeezed her hard.

"ah!"

With a strange comfort in the pain, Mrs. Elizabeth, who had just gathered her strength to fight back, suddenly became soft again.

The woman who was still in the afterglow of the surging wave was extremely sensitive. She was unable to resist and could only turn her eyes slightly red and said aggrievedly: "You will kill people!"

As if I remembered something, a crystal teardrop slid from the corner of her eyes.

Crying?

Really crying?

Murphy watched as Mrs. Elizabeth who was crying harder and finally cried so hard that she wiped her tears with his only dress. She suddenly became at a loss. In his memory, Mrs. Elizabeth rarely showed her weak side. Her origin, her status, her pride, and everything about her determined that she was so strong when facing others! Murphy let go of the soft white rabbit that was still in her control, but she didn't know how to comfort the strong and confident woman in his eyes at this moment.

The crying continued, but after a moment, Mrs. Elizabeth's left hand held Murphy's right hand and placed it on her waist.

Next is the left hand.

Murphy hugged the woman in her arms.

Wrapped his hands around Mrs. Elizabeth's soft waist, watching her cry in her arms, as if she was about to cry out all the grievances, depression and sadness over the years, Murphy's expression suddenly softened. He was not a person who was good at expressing emotions. After being influenced by the Spartans, he often buried his emotions under a strong appearance.

Because Athens needs such a lord, he must shoulder such responsibility!

Without saying anything, he just hugged the woman crying in his arms tightly, and gently stroked her long and smooth hair.

Murphy couldn't guess the woman's thoughts, but at this moment he could feel her emotions.

The weakness behind Mrs. Elizabeth's strength and a woman shouldering family responsibilities, she tried to manage a territory of four times greater than Athens since she was twelve years old. She confronted many nobles with ulterior motives with masks, and finally won the title of "Purple Thorn Flower", but she had to choose a humble knight as her husband.

These things are indescribable and are innate.

You can escape.

But in the end, it still needs to be faced.

Gradually, gradually, the softening in Murphy's eyes turned into a hint of tenderness. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Mrs. Elizabeth's face. During the long military exercise, the rough palms covered with calluses rubbed against her smooth face, and his lips kissed her forehead.

"Yeah!"

Mrs. Elizabeth's eyes were complicated, and she suddenly put her arms around Murphy and hugged the man who was ten years younger than her. The lips that looked like rose petals were printed on Murphy's lips. The moved Mrs. Elizabeth rubbed the mature face of the man in front of her, and the two were intertwined and gasping.

"bump!"

A rare tenderness appeared in Murphy's eyes. He picked up Mrs. Elizabeth in his arms and kicked open the door of the study.

Ignoring the surprised expression on the faces of the maids waiting outside, Murphy just held Elizabeth's husband, who was so intimate and shy in his arms, walked towards his bedroom.

What else do you need to think about?

Whether it is emotions or general trend, I must hold this woman firmly in my hands!

Murphy laughed, kicking open the door all the way, and then threw Mrs. Elizabeth in her arms onto the large bed with a soft goose-quilted quilt.

The vague familiar breath made the shy Mrs. Elizabeth open her eyes. She gently stroked the goose-quilt under her, as if she remembered the scene when she first saw Murphy. At that time, he seemed to be just a child.

In a year, Murphy was maturing rapidly in both mind and body. Long-term military training made his height surge by nearly ten centimeters in just one year. His current height is almost the same as that of the tall Mrs. Elizabeth. His strong muscles, strong body, and heroic thick eyebrows. Before he knew it, the young man who looked pretty at the beginning had become a real man!

The expensive ladies' skirt was torn apart violently, and the mature body of white jade like mutton fat was revealed in front of Murphy.

The wild breath stimulated Mrs. Elizabeth's pain more and more. This woman's shyness in front of others faded and began to show her own side of the world.

The sensitive body trembled under the caress of rough palms, and the sob echoed in Murphy's bedroom.

The maid who followed the two of them with blushing faces quietly closed the door and walked quickly outside, but after walking for a few steps, he stopped without any need. He gently pressed his little hand on his increasingly plump chest, as if he wanted to calm the rapid heartbeat.

Wet, muddy, flooded.

A piano song in the study had already made Mrs. Elizabeth prepare for everything, and the warm and humid breath had even penetrated into the white and smooth underwear. Murphy's slender and fair fingers went down her slender waist, and the rough friction made the people under her tremble, as the palms covered the wet mud.

Smooth and clean.

Murphy was shocked to find that he had not touched the small forest he had imagined.

However, the smooth and full touch suddenly made Murphy's breath swell up.

He spread the slender legs of the man below him, and looked at the mature and charming woman, slowly invading bit by bit.

"Yeah! Ah!"

The slender, fair neck, as white as a swan, suddenly rose up, and then fell weakly. Her fingers grabbed the soft goose-quilt under her body. Lady Elizabeth let out a crying cry as if she was pierced. When the pain slightly reduced, her body gradually adapted to the thrilling feeling of fullness, she finally breathed gently around the man in front of her.

Under the dim candlelight, two figures overlapped and swayed with the candlelight.

Under the cold moonlight.

A note that overlaps beauty and wildness echoes, and the notes brewing in the primitive wildness are the most natural art.

The notes are getting louder and louder in the rhythm, and the rapid syllables seem to brew a force, a shock, and a wild wild in the storm, the wildness and the most primitive power of all species!

In the slightly husky trembling notes, Mrs. Elizabeth suddenly pressed Murphy under her.

The sapphire eyes were filled with intoxication and brilliance, but there was a dazzling brilliance. The beautiful body was galloping under the moonlight, just like a proud knight.

She stared at Murphy's face and said slowly, "How big is your ambition?"

"What you can see in your eyes is my ambition," Murphy replied.

The radiance in Mrs. Elizabeth's eyes suddenly burst out, and she slowly faded out, then turned around and knelt in front of Murphy, her round and plump buttocks were raised up, shaking gently with charm, as if it was an invitation.

Mrs. Elizabeth looked back and smiled, charming and bewitching the whole country.

"You are my king!"
Chapter completed!