Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Duke Xavier's heart was broken at this moment, and he was really confused by the lard. How could he believe the nonsense of Elder Anion in the first place!

He was still too young, knowing that the other party was notoriously infamous in the school, and almost lousy, but he was still fooled.

After this thing is done, black and white can be eaten together and can walk sideways on the Saigon mainland.

He felt afraid that he would die sideways.

The Duke said with a face: "I don't think it's safe here anymore. I want to hide in the Kingdom of Bokemia for a few years and buy a coffin by the way."

The Kingdom of Bokemia, the safest place in the whole Saigon mainland, where many demons are very polite and never do anything. It is rumored that there are rumors of helping old ladies to cross the road, and many of them are law-abiding people.

The last person who dared to do things there was the Bone Sovereign, about 560 years ago, and now that Dark Sovereign has completely disappeared and is said to have gone peacefully.

The duchess pursed her lips, tenderly touching her husband's back gently: "My dear, don't be so pessimistic, it's not necessarily a bad thing, the big deal, I'll protect you.

With so much free time, I still have a good practice and the ability to reason."

Xavier was taken aback, could not help holding his wife in his arms, staring affectionately at her gentle face, and tidying up her golden hair.

It can be seen that the Duke loves his wife so much that even though he has been married for almost 30 years, he still falls in love with it.

It may be that his wife is too low-key. He always subconsciously thinks that she is a weak woman and can't help but want to protect her.

For Xavier, the most proud thing in his life is not to defeat a few brothers and inherit the title of the family.

He was only Tier 3 at the time, but took her home from countless strong men, and was shocked. He is only at the beginning of Tier 4 now.

There is no shortage of Tier 4 powerhouses in the Duke’s family that has been passed down for more than a thousand years. There is not even a Temple level (Tier 4 high or Tier 4 peak) powerhouse. He is in charge.

Helen Wiggis Blois, now the name of the Duchess, she is a beauty, but she can't be said to be all over the world, she is no better than her daughter Catherine in appearance, let alone Kesha.

Some history books have her name. About 50 years ago, she invented a mechanical camera that can take black and white photos.

She is 94 years old this year, 30 years older than her husband, but compared to her long life span, she is still very young and has only spent about one-fifth of her life.

By analogy with ordinary people, she is equivalent to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Xavier kissed her for a while and asked, "Helen, what should I do?"

Stroking his face, the duchess smiled: "I'll go talk to Catherine, anyway, I gave birth to her in October, and she is my daughter anyway.

Maybe she will deny my mother in the future, but as long as she stays with me one day, I will love her."

Xavier sighed. He couldn't do this. He was afraid of Catherine and never dared to discipline her. His wife had always been educating her.

Catherine is not Xavier's biological daughter, but he is not green because Catherine is not strictly anyone's daughter.

"Boom!"

The mother knocked on the door of her daughter's boudoir, and before long, Catherine opened the door and held her hand to let her in.

Wearing a white dress, the gentle and virtuous duchess picked up a black-and-white film photo on her daughter's dressing table, and her tone was slightly surprised: "Is this young man who stole my baby girl's heart?"

This was taken by the neighbors when Catherine was leaving. The background was by the flowerbed of the small villa. Catherine was holding Ren's neck from behind, smiling brightly, and Ren was impatient.

The wife’s voice is very soft. She took her shy daughter’s hand and stared at the photo: "The expression is bitter and hatred, and the face is stubborn and cold, and a bit cynical. Heh, it seems that I had been very depressed before. Ah, I have experienced severe beating.

Such a little man is not only incomprehensible, but also stubborn, but this is quite attractive to young women in literature and art."

Catherine and her mother were sitting next to the mahogany bed. She leaned her head on her shoulder: "I don't know how to get along with him. He seems to dislike me very much."

The corners of her mouth curled up, and the duchess stroked her daughter's cheeks: "Of course, the other party looked like an emotional idiot, and he was worried, and the conversation was not effective."

"Then what should I do?" Catherine was confused, and the remaining girl didn't know what to do.139 Chinese www.139zw.com

With a slightly narrow smile, she whispered in her daughter's ear: "It's easy, seduce him!

Didn't he live in the same villa with you? Go back this time to buy a few more beautiful clothes, not conservative and unobtrusive, half-concealed, and stroll in front of him every day.

If you inadvertently send out some welfare, just a little man with a strong blood, can he withstand the temptation?"

Her face flushed, Catherine was very shy: "I didn't want to sleep with him."

"Do you want to give affection and stay with him for life?"

Catherine was embarrassed to reply, and the Duchess smiled elegantly and very calmly: "You know, you have missed the time when he grew up from a passionate boy to what he is now.

He is no longer ignorant and naive. He has his own values ​​and is not easily influenced by others.He has reshaped himself once, and has his own temper and behavior."

"Really?" Catherine raised her head, feeling a little disappointed: "Yes, he seems to be more mature than me, although I am 6 years older than him."

The duchess looked directly into her daughter's eyes, her eyes gentle: "It's not too late."

"Huh?" Catherine was confused.

Gently kissed her daughter's forehead, the wife picked up the comb on the bed cabinet and helped her daughter to tidy up her long hair: "The prodigal is always like this. They long for the feeling of freedom and unfetteredness in their bones. They can live without a woman.

Of course, they are still young people after all, and they certainly don't mind meeting a beautiful lady, or even sleeping a few more beauties."

The duchess stood up, asked Catherine to sit in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, and grooming her daughter: "But they will still be confused, pursuing chicness or ideals, but growing up, they have to face the cold reality, and reality is not. Shifted by human will, sooner or later, he will hit his head and bloodshed.

They seem to be mature and understand a lot of truths, as if they have seen through the world, but they don't understand responsibility or family, and they still have a green side.

The maturity of the mind never happens overnight. It is not that you become mature and prudent when you understand some of the so-called great principles. Without calming down, you will not be able to nurture true wisdom over time."

Catherine smiled slightly. She took her mother's hand and turned to look at her: "Mom, what should I do?"

The duchess looked nostalgic, and her mature woman's elegant smile was intoxicating.

She has a variety of feelings when she smiles and her face is not particularly beautiful. She has a different charm.

She has thin lips and a soft voice, "So it's not too late, let's witness his growth. Love has never been an encounter or a heroic saving beauty, nor a pure desire.

Feelings are either worn out in time and faded away, or they slowly accumulate in daily life, settle in the heart, and become new over time.

I don't think there are any special skills in love. I go with him to experience it, and the two of them do something together.

He chops vegetables, you cook, wash each other’s clothes, dance together, etc. In short, don’t push your partner to do everything. That is selfish."

Not knowing what was thinking, she suddenly smirked a little mischievously: "Also, men like the new and dislike the old, don't let him lose his freshness."

Catherine didn't know so: "What?"

"Learn more, increase knowledge, and always have a common topic. By the way, there are more positions on the bed, and occasionally you can change places. After all, the world is so big..."

Catherine blushed, she grabbed her hand in shame and shook her: "Mom, be serious."

The Duchess smiled and let go of the steering wheel lightly: "The bathroom is a nice place, the grove is also fine, there are also balconies, kitchens, etc.

Don't be embarrassed, liberate your brain, use your imagination, men are cheap bones!Eating from the bowl and coveting the pot, he can't make him feel tired.

For example, your dad, to save face, I have to pretend to be stupid, so as not to steal his limelight, especially in front of outsiders, I must satisfy their vanity..."

Catherine was stunned, and she realized that her brain was a little bit insufficient.

The female driver disagrees, she has just started off and hasn't drifted around yet.

When she drove, those bitches couldn't even see the taillights of her car.