Upon returning from Omar, Assam was about to enter the room. Confirm each other's appearance and forget words for a while.
Assam was as beautiful as a god in mythology. A masculine face. Loosely lowered blonde hair with matching hair and earrings.
Gentle blue eyes add softness to its toughness. The jewelry hanging on the forehead is deep blue and the foundation of gold is heavily constructed, but its beauty will not be lost.
Supple muscles tightened to wheat skin. The blue jewels scattered on the foundations of delicate gold were decorated to accentuate the larger blue main jewels on the chest.
The cream-coloured cloth wound from the waist to the bottom is fully lined with vibrant embroidery, and there is plenty of decorative cloth. The foot was a sandal with braided ornaments.
This beautiful man with an overwhelming charisma becomes his own. I was intoxicated by the illusory superiority.
And Raham opened the hand of Zhu Zhu to Assam, who was slowly approaching. When Raham, who was falling down, disappeared beyond the door, the words did not return.
Ah, I can hear you again. Is this the sound of Assam's spirit? Sounds like it's just the sound this time. I hear it on my own, so I'm a little troubled.
But what a beauty. Sounds like a magnificent sky. And what a lovely thing. The sound of Assam was filled with thoughts about Zhu Ju.
My deep blue eyes are staring at me and I'm drinking it. When they were gently hugged and embraced, the jewels in each other's bodies touched each other and rang.
"Beautiful, Zhu Ju"
"Assam, it's beautiful."
Assam laughs at the words he finally speaks. I was kind of embarrassed and hid it with my scarred hands. As they pull their hands as they are taken away, they hold each other even more, and each other's eyes fall on each other's lips.... kiss?
"Zhu Zhu, I love you... let's get married"
Oh, I'm almost there, my lips are overlapping. They closed their eyes with each other's breaths on their lips.
"Yes"
That was all I could do.
"Ah... nh, fuah!
Bitter, dirty water sounds. The tip of the sliding tongue lures the tongue out of your mouth. The shame prevailed over the blue eyes that grabbed the edge of the eye, hoping to stop it.
"Nh! Ah, wait...?
Don't you have to get married? I want to say, but my tongue doesn't move as I think.
"Just a little."
I can't say anything to the laughing blue. And when each other's tongues get tangled up, they start to know that it feels good. Knowing the pleasure of tracing your upper jaw with the tip of your tongue, you respond to the kiss with a passion.
It feels good. My head feels dizzy. The warm, large hands of Assam were conscious of the feeling of tracing the surgical trail.
"Nh!... ahh"
The thin skin there is sensitive and voices different from breathing leaked.
"Do you care?
"Yeah."
"This scar is proof that Zhu Zhao endured the disease. Even this wound is lovely to me. But if Zhu Zhao is concerned, he can heal this wound here and now. If you're interested in receiving the ritual of marriage, what about healing?
"Hmm? Right now?
You didn't just dress up like this?
"Ah, from now on, I will perform the wedding ceremony in the Fountain of the Royal Family, and ask Raham to raise the righteousness of God."
"Eh!!!
Really?! I thought we were ahead.
"No, is that it?
Assam is saddened by the astonishing vermilion. I answered in haste.
"No!! I've already done it before. I'm glad!! I'm hungry. Nope, nose, nose."
"Okay."
Assam stood on his knees in front of Zhu Zhu, standing still. When he saw how to heal, Assam began licking his wounds with his arms on the thin waist of Zhu Zhu.
"Nhh!
Licking and pecking, his hips ran away, but Assam's arms prevented him from escaping.
Carefully trace the stitched and tight marks one by one on the tip of the tongue. As he approached the wound on his abdomen, Assam's lips were slightly separated and spelled magic.
Great healing.
Wrapped in the warmth of the tingling, the scars on the abdomen disappeared beautifully.
"Thank you."
Zhu Zhu turned bright red in shame without thinking he could lick it. I smiled happily as if I could stand next to Assam with less scratches than before.
Ah, let's go.
She was hugged and left the room. And he went down the hallway like a maze, and came before the white door, and Assam touched a place like an iron plate in the upper right, and murmured.
To the Royal Fountain Gate.
White light rises from the iron plate and stops. When I opened the door, it was in a gloomy forest.